Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 207 Chu Ci, You Lost
For a moment, Chu Ci thought that there was something wrong with her ears. Just as she was about to ask the assistant at the side who he was talking about just now, the door of the meeting room was opened again.

Tall and straight men in suits and leather shoes walked in.

If Chu Ci didn't know the situation when he saw Fu Heng, but when he saw his assistant Cheng Yuan who was following him, his black and white eyes widened. On the table, she had already knelt down on her knees.

The editor-in-chief took the lead in applauding: "Come, welcome Mr. Fu."

Immediately there was applause, and Chu Ci clapped her hands symbolically a few times, staring at Fu Heng for a moment, but obviously, he didn't look at her at all.

Fu Heng walked to the main seat at the conference table, first bowed slightly, and said in a humble and low-key tone: "Fu Heng, give me a lot of advice!"

When he pulled out the chair and sat down, he gestured with his hand, and everyone sat down and prepared to continue the meeting.

Only our baby Chu Ci was still immersed in the shock and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't react until the assistant next to her pulled her, and she sat down with a blushing face under the eyes of everyone.

Fu Heng crossed his hands, lowered his face, and there was an imperceptible faint smile on the corner of his lips.

He opened the folder, made a short self-introduction, and said: "I will be the chairman of Meiyu Media. This is my first acquisition of a media company. It is not my field, so I don't understand many things. In short, the position remains the same, and Mr. Gong Xiaolan is still the editor-in-chief of Meiyu Culture." After looking around for a week, he said calmly: "Everyone present Give me a 3-minute self-introduction!"

Chu Ci has never been at peace since she sat down. She pinched her thigh and asked: Am I dreaming?

Why did Fu Heng, who started out as a real estate company, acquire a media company? Is there too much money and no place to burn it?
After all, some industries cannot make quick money in an instant. The reason why practitioners in some industries persevere is two words-the original intention.

Does Fu Heng have original intentions?

Of course, his original intention was to make money.

While she was complaining fiercely in her heart and mocking President Fu, it was her turn over there.

Chu Ci was still immersed in her own thoughts, the assistant beside her pulled her, "Sister Chu Chu, it's your turn."

"Oh, good!" Chu Ci immediately stood up, but after standing up, she found that she didn't know what to say.

The little assistant slapped his head: Oh my god, it seems to be finding a hole to get in.

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, she tugged at Chu Ci's sleeve, and frowned into a "Chuan", "Sister Chu Chu, you don't need to stand up, just sit down."

Chu Ci, "..."

Her face immediately started to burn from the base of her ears, and before she sat down, she did not forget to purse her lips and smile apologetically to her surroundings.

The little assistant leaned close to her ear and said, "Mr. Fu asked you to introduce yourself for 3 minutes."

Chu Ci immediately smiled faintly, pretending to be calm: "Okay, then I'll start."

This meeting lasted for an hour and ended. When Fu Heng walked out of the meeting room, he and Editor-in-Chief Xiaolan had already gone to the advertising department and the sales department.

When Chu Ci stood up, her legs went limp, and she fell straight onto the chair.

The little assistant was terrified, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Chuchu, are you okay?"

Chu Ci laughed three times: "I'm fine, I'm just a little..."

A little unexpected.

After leaving the conference room, she entered Jian Ning's office.

Jian Ning held the teacup, frowned, looked her up and down, and said maliciously: "From now on, your immediate boss will be Mr. Fu. You are so surprised that you are speechless."

Editor-in-Chief Jian is vigorous and resolute in his work, but he has no airs. In addition, Chu Ci has relatively strong work ability, so Jian Ning also thinks highly of her, and usually jokes with her.

Chu Ci was about to rush over and kneel in front of her, she cried with a mournful face: "Editor Jian, you forgot what I said to you before!"

Jian Ning shook her head and took a sip of water: "No, I have a good memory!"

She leaned forward and stared at Chu Ci's face: "Isn't it just that I slept with him, I remember it!"

Chu Ci, "..."

She almost bit off her tongue, tears were about to come out: "Editor Jian, I was lying at the time, you must not believe it!"

Editor-in-Chief Jian stood up, patted Chu Ci on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "It just so happens that the higher-ups have changed this time, so it is absolutely necessary to issue a draft. Since you have experience interviewing Mr. Fu, this is your job." go."

Chu Ci immediately grabbed Jian Ning's clothes, with a frightened expression on her face: "Editor-in-chief, are you kidding me!"

"Am I kidding, it just so happens that Mr. Fu also has this intention, I am optimistic about you, come on."

"Don't!" Chu Ci grabbed the editor-in-chief Jane's clothes and did not let go: "I can't do it. I was actually a foil in the last interview. Really, I won't lie to you."

"That's just a little more experience this time. Didn't you interview a lot of celebrities when you came to "Weekend"? Last time, director Zhang Xianghan was quite satisfied with your interview, and even called me to ask for your WeChat ID! "

Chu Ci was dumbfounded.

No wonder Director Zhang added her WeChat a few days ago, saying that she didn't add her contact information during the last interview, and now I hope it's not too late.

Director Zhang is in his 40s, but he can still keep his figure. He is not married and has no wife. His usual hobby is young and beautiful girls. In his words, a beautiful woman is a work of art, which needs to be appreciated. Of course It would be even better if she could peel off her shell and appreciate it. These are his original words, and of course they were scolded by a group of people.

Chu Ci had no feelings for him, thinking that he could be regarded as the object of work, and it was not easy to offend, so she chatted with him.

Wait, that's not the point, doesn't she want to pick up this hot potato?
"Editor-in-Chief, I'm not capable, but you have experience, so go ahead, I'm afraid I'll mess it up!"

Editor Jian gave her a meaningful look: "I couldn't interview him even if I went." She sighed, and whispered to herself: "He doesn't want to sleep with me."

Chu Ci, "..."

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Because of Fu Heng's matter, Chu Ci didn't work hard all morning, restless and anxious.

Fu Heng's thoughts, she guessed and couldn't understand, so after scratching her heart for an hour, she opened the document and wrote three words - letter of resignation.

Sitting on the chair and thinking for a while, she decided to delete it again, and finally found a job that is professional to her and has a good atmosphere. She is reluctant to be at the same time, so she can't resign easily!

What to do if you don't resign, then you have to bite the bullet and continue working.

During the lunch break, Chu Ci didn't order takeaway. There were many restaurants downstairs. When she went downstairs, when she was passing through the parking lot, she happened to see Fu Heng getting off the elevator on the other side and walking towards his black car.

Chu Ci cleared her throat and was about to call his name, but she was afraid of embarrassment, so she rushed over: "Mr. Fu?"

Fu Heng was stunned when he heard the crisp Mr. Fu.

He took off his sunglasses, put them in his hands and turned to look at her, "Huh?"

Chu Ci stood still in front of him, raised her face and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Heng pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't quite understand what you mean?"

Chu Ci tugged at her hair: "I'll just ask you, what are you doing to meddle in the media industry? There's too much money and no place to spend it?"

"Yes!" Fu Heng admitted without blushing.

Chu Ci, "..."

Every time she shoots herself in the foot.

Chu Ci took a deep breath: "Okay, you can do whatever you want if you have money, I just hope you don't interfere with my work."

Fu Heng sneered: "What you said just happened that "Weekend" is going to give me an exclusive interview, so it's you!"

Chu Ci: "..."

She raised her eyes and glared at him: "I refuse."

Fu Heng was not annoyed, and continued to smile: "Yes, but you have to understand that I am your boss now."

Fu Heng is Fu Heng, and he still smiles when he threatens people.

It means that even his orders cannot be disobeyed, Chu Ci took a deep breath again: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Before Fu Heng could answer, his cell phone rang, and when he answered the phone, his voice became a little gentle, and he spoke in English.

Chu Ci's mind immediately thought of Ji Xinwei who was mentioned in today's gossip tabloids.

No, Fu Heng just called her again. Judging from the tone and content of his speech, he was indeed talking to a woman. With Chu Ci's English level, he could still tell that they were talking about where to go for lunch. .

Fu Heng hung up the phone and shook the phone: "I'm sorry, I'm invited to lunch, so I won't talk to you for now. You can draw up a specific plan and send it to me as soon as possible!"

Chu Ci lowered her head and didn't speak. It took a long while before she said a word: "Okay!"

Then she turned and walked away.

I ordered a beef ramen at the noodle shop, which was so spicy that she almost burst into tears, but she still insisted on searching for information related to Ji Xinwei while eating the noodles.

Looking at the young and beautiful face with deep and three-dimensional outline, Chu Ci patted his own face: "Chu Ci, you lost."

Thinking of this, she became angry again, what did Fu Heng mean, that day she was downstairs telling her not to get involved in the next relationship, but it turned out that she was fine, and found a new love so quickly, it was enough.

She still expected Fu Heng to take action in her heart, but it turned out that she really thought too much.

Thinking of this, she angrily bit off a piece of beef, thinking that she must not lose to him.

So when the phone call came to mind, Chu Ci rolled her eyes to the sky when she saw the huge three words Director Zhang flashing across the screen, but she still endured the discomfort and picked up the phone.

"Director Zhang, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)