Beloved of Bossy President

Two in the afternoon class, after the end of two classes is after three.

When songmingke came to school today, Beiming night didn't ask her to go to Diyuan at night. She settled down, packed her textbooks and planned to go back to the dormitory. She didn't want to see Xu Nianhua and Xiao Xiang waiting for her in the classroom corridor as soon as she went out.

If they didn't look so ugly, Mingke would have thought they were coming to tell her the good news.

Sure enough, Xiao Xiang, with a bitter face, looked at her and complained: "I said that you should go in person. The chief executive of someone else said that it was not the plot discussed with us that day. We didn't even want to see each other. The president and I came back from behind closed doors."

Mingke pursed her lips, but before she could speak, Xu Nianhua said, "aunt Mingke, when I beg you, you are not comfortable. At least you can go to class, right? It's less than four o'clock now. Why don't you go to Empire group with us and see if there's any chance to recover it? "

Just now, the people in the Empire group were really fierce and unfriendly to them. After the president of the National People's Congress made a speech and disappeared, they were directly blown out. It doesn't matter if they have no face. The other party's attitude is so bad. He is really afraid that this will be blown up.

After all, for a big man like Beiming night, it's really hard for him to get interested in the investment of a small movie. On the school day that day, he said that he was interested in it. I can't say that it's just a whim, so it's not the same thing.

If they don't strike while the iron is hot, they will sign an agreement with them when he still remembers it. After a long time, it will definitely come to an end.

Mingke also understands this truth. It's a great thing for them to invest millions of small productions in a movie. They don't even think about the tens of millions of large productions.

However, for Beiming night, will millions of people be inferior to his most ordinary car? In the twinkling of an eye, he will surely forget such trifles.

When I think of the joke of ten million yuan for a fish yesterday, even she worries about it. People really don't like the millions of small productions.

"Coco, it's up to you whether we can succeed or not. Just do me a favor. You don't want us to waste our efforts for so long, do you?" Xiao Xiang stares at her hard, at this time also began to be anxious.

Beiming night said that it wasn't the person who discussed the plot with him that day. If he didn't see him, only Mingke had the chance to meet him now. If she didn't go, the dream would be broken completely.

Mingke was forced to do nothing by them. After hesitating for a long time, he left the campus with them and got into a taxi. In less than half an hour, he appeared in the lobby of imperial group.

"We want to see Mr. Beiming." Xu Nianhua came to the front desk and said, "the person you want to see has already been brought. Let's come to him to explore the investment in movies."

The two fashionable receptionists at the front desk took a look at the name he was referring to. Although they were not as glamorous as the other girls who came to see the president, they were so good-looking. It was obvious that they had a different purpose when they came to see the president. When they looked at her, they naturally took a little color in their eyes.

"Do you have an appointment?" One of them asked.

"We came at noon." Xiao Xiang also walked over and squeezed out a flattering smile: "Mr. Beiming said he wanted to see another of our classmates, so we brought her here."

"I was a student." A receptionist on the front desk glanced at the name, but her contempt became more serious: "if you want to see the president, you have to make an appointment. If you don't make an appointment, the president won't see you."

what Tom, Dick and Harry want to see their president, when their president is very busy? "When you go back, we can let you go up after the appointment and the president's approval."

Xu Nianhua and Xiao Xiang are in a hurry. It's more than 4 o'clock now. They should get off work at 6 o'clock. Is it too late to make an appointment now?

They don't want to wait all day. The more they wait, the worse things will be.

"We really came at noon. You can look at the records. It's Mr. Beiming who asked us to bring Mingke to see him. It's true." Xu Nianhua was sweating with anxiety. The young man in his twenties was obviously immature in front of these people.

The two receptionists looked at each other, and the other turned to the record book, but there was no record that they had seen the president. Only at 2:30 did they make a phone call to the top and mentioned that the president wanted to invest in the film, but the top didn't reply.

Through the record set, two people's faces were even more ugly. One immediately said with a straight face, "the president is not free today. Come back next time he makes an appointment."

"Miss, can you call Mr. Beiming again? Ask him if he will see us? " Xiao Xiang said anxiously.

"The president is in a meeting. It's impossible..."

"Would you ask Yi Tang if he would like to see us?" During the dispute, Mingke went over and looked at the receptionist. Her eyes were clear and calm, neither timid nor public: "Mr. Yitang said that when Mr. Beiming is in a meeting, he can be called for something."

The two receptionists looked at each other again. The other seemed to be bored and rolled his eyes: "just call Mr. Yi Tang and let them give up."Although the original speaker was reluctant, he picked up the phone and dialed several numbers: "Hello, this is the front desk. Please connect Mr. Yi Tang. He said that some students came and said that there was a girl the president wanted to see. I don't know if there was such a thing..."

Before long, the receptionist put down the phone and looked at Mingke. Her eyes were complicated: "Mr. Yi Tang asked you to wait here."

Hearing the speech, the three finally breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to interfere with their work. Xu Nianhua took Xiao Xiang and Mingke to the lounge in the corner of the lobby and sat on the sofa waiting.

In less than two minutes, a tall private elevator appeared.

Xu Nianhua, Mingke and Xiao Xiang have been paying attention to the movement of the elevator entrance.

As soon as they saw the lost soup coming out, the three men immediately stood up to welcome them. However, someone moved faster than them.

Just now, one of the two receptionists, who were still leisurely sorting out their own information on the front desk, saw Yi Tang, quickly put down what she had in hand, jumped over in a hurry, came to him, bowed down and said with a smile, "Mr. Yi Tang is the three who said they want to see the president."

She pointed to the three people they were meeting.

Yi Tang ignored her and went directly to Mingke: "next time I come here, I will go up to the 28th floor directly from the private elevator."

Looking back at the receptionist who had been following him for a long time, he said with a calm face, "in the future, this lady will come to the president and send her directly to the president's office without making an appointment."