The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 93 The Enraged Female General (1)
As soon as this video came out, almost everyone who watched the video on the Internet discussed it, and it turned out to be a bit more enthusiastic than the original daughter country.

Everyone was divided into several factions to argue. The old fans vowed to stop dreaming. This is beyond the limit of the human body. The passionate young people would rather believe in miracles and shouted for the rise of heavenly football. Some conspiratorial factions doubted the purpose of the hype.

A few days later, the remarks of the old fans were first overturned. After identification, there was no trace of editing in this video.

The expectations of the passionate youth fell through. The head coach of the men's football team stated on the scarf that this was a friendly match. The girl in the video was not a professional player, and declined his invitation.

The Conspiracy faction found more. After careful comparison, some of them found that the girl in the video has vague facial features and figure, which is very similar to the manager of Lemon Company. Such speculation has not been denied, and even released The media of the news fueled the flames and spread overwhelmingly.

Agents, football, enough to meet or even surpass world-class goalkeeper.

The sum of these items is like a joke, and the comments on the Internet are deliberately guided by some people. Everyone gradually believes that this is just a hoax. Although the video is not edited, the process has been rehearsed.

Feeling the excitement of being deceived by the online game community, the most uncomfortable thing is not despair, but giving hope, but taking away the light.

"This is a horrific hoax, boycott Lemons, HUGE boycott of their new show."

"For the promotion of the new drama, this method is too clumsy, it simply makes the fans play with their emotions and applaud."

"Now that I finally found the motivation, I'm so drunk. To be able to come up with such a method is considered a talent."

"Isn't it good to be a quiet and beautiful girl? You have to make trouble, so it's okay now, let's smash your foot."

In this kind of remarks, the Weibo of the National Football Association coach affirming the authenticity of the game was overwhelmed.

The anger of the fans is the most explosive and terrifying without anyone's deliberate guidance.

The little secretary reported that someone had already started throwing rotten eggs at the door of the company. The smell was simply suffocating.

Dong Meng just rubbed her chin and murmured: "We can learn from this method when reporters block the door again."

The little secretary helplessly raised his forehead, little boss, this doesn't seem to be the point.

"However, I'm not very happy about being noisy all the time." Dong Meng raised her eyebrows: "Do you really think I have no temper?"

The little secretary cheered up, her eyes were full of stars: "Have you figured out a way?"

"not yet."

Secretary, little boss, no matter how hard you think about it, those rotten fruits and vegetables will kill everyone.

"This kind of thing depends on the opportunity. Since they believe that I will join forces with the national football team, even if I play against those people again, he will not believe it." Dong Meng looked at the LCD screen in the lobby, which scrolled and played the day's news. hot news.

"Football superstar Alien and post-[-]s genius player Jack and other groups came to Beijing and are expected to participate in the [-]th anniversary celebration of Fengyun Group."

Fengyun Group?It seems to be the company of the tenant at home.

It is thanks to Feng Ling that a football superstar attended the company's anniversary celebration. However, there are precedents for certain IT companies to invite actresses to attend the celebration.

Dong Meng stared at the screen intently, and the little secretary said anxiously: "Little boss, if we don't solve this matter..."

Dong Meng smiled: "Why panic, isn't the opportunity here?"

The secretary looked at the screen cutely, and then looked at the female general's determined smile, a little puzzled.

Some people, always silently, helped her do a lot of things.

Dong Meng sent Feng Ling a text message: "Go back tonight and cook some more dishes for you."

The other side quickly replied to the text message: "It's better to have meat, you know."

The female general rolled her eyes and threw the phone back into her bag.

In the evening of the same day, Lemon Company issued a message on Weibo.

"Many people suspected that the video of the day was fake. In order to prove her innocence, Miss Dong will play a friendly match with many big-name football stars at the Kyoto Stadium on the [-]th anniversary of the Fengling Group. See you soon."

It was like adding a spoonful of water to a boiling oil pan, and it crackled and choked.

The news seemed to spread its wings and flew across the entire heaven in an instant.

Although it is polite to say that it is a friendly match, it is not difficult for a discerning person to see that Dongmeng wants to fight against a dozen of the world's top players by himself!
Fengyun Company, in a high-level office.

A slightly bald middle-aged man frowned and said in an unhappy tone: "Mr. Feng Chu, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. You should know the CEO's temperament. If he knows..."

"Mr. Zhuang, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would Feng Ling know?" Feng Chu smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes.

The middle-aged man shook his head, frowned and said, "I won't help you with this matter, nor will I tell the president, you can go."

The president went to such great lengths for that woman, and it won't do any good for him to help Feng Chu with this matter.

Feng Chu looked at the middle-aged man, the latter looked hairy.

With a gentle smile, his eyes are as sharp as a knife.

The bald man's heart pounded. Although Feng Chu had not been in the company for a long time, everyone could see that this master's methods were not simple.

It is the lowest level of tricks to deceive the superior and the inferior, and Feng Chu's spring breeze turns into rain, and his honeyed words and swords are even more frightening.

Since he dared to find him today, how could he not be afraid of him telling the president.

Is it not afraid, or does it not matter at all?
The man felt uneasy, Feng Chu gradually restrained his smile.

"Since you don't agree, then you have to offend me."

"Mr. Feng... what do you mean?"

Feng Chu smiled but said nothing, took out the mobile phone from his arms, dialed a number, and placed it next to the middle-aged man's ear.

"Work is a very hard job. Listen to the voices of your family occasionally and relax."

The middle-aged man froze when he heard the cry of a child in his ear.

"Dad, Dad, save me, save mom."

The man's pupils dilated suddenly, Feng Chu hung up the phone.

"One minute, is it important for the family, or continue to work for Fengling?" Feng Chu seemed to suggest kindly: "Of course, the wife can be found again, and the child can be regenerated. They are not as important as their own glory and wealth."

The middle-aged man sat down on the ground slumped, his son's cries seemed to be still ringing in his ears.

The fat boy who would open his hands towards him every time he came home had a round dimple on the left side of his face when he smiled.

Such a miserable cry, what kind of abuse was suffered.

(End of this chapter)