The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 94 The Enraged Female General (2)
"Let him go... let them go." The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and murmured, "Don't point at my son."

Feng Chu smiled calmly, looking down at the man, his Feng Ling-like face showed a bit of handsomeness.

"There are still ten seconds left. Think about it carefully. In fact, your child is really cute. It makes me a little jealous."

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, looking at the gentle Feng Chu, the fear in his heart surged like a tide.

"I, I agree."

"That's right, Mr. Zhuang, we still have many opportunities for cooperation, and this is just the beginning." Feng Chu smiled and patted the man's shoulder: "But because you refused at the beginning, I use your son's one Little finger as punishment."

The middle-aged man's psychological defense completely collapsed, and he hugged Feng Chu's thigh repeatedly.

"Please, don't hurt my son. I'll give you whatever you want. Don't hurt him. He's still young and doesn't understand anything."

Feng Chu patted the back of the man's hand lightly, and shook that hand away.

"I like this kind of attitude very much. Wouldn't it be good if it was like this at the beginning?"

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Chu's expression, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the man continue: "But it's fine if a child is ignorant, but if an adult is ignorant, then he shouldn't."

Walking out of the office with a sneer, the middle-aged man slumped on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Half an hour later, a package was delivered to the office. The middle-aged man opened it tremblingly, and inside was a white and tender little finger.

The blood has been washed away, leaving only a tender white part with a light pink glow.

Dong Meng didn't know about all this. The football match was a week away, so it stands to reason that training should be held soon, but the female general didn't care about it.

"Little boss..." The secretary hesitated to speak, but Dong Meng looked up.

"Ok?"

"Recently, director Lin Bai's work has been on the right track, and the announcements of the artists are also in progress. But the competition is a few days later. What are you going to do? Shall we organize a group to go to Fengyun Company to have a look."

Dong Meng couldn't help laughing: "There is nothing special to prepare."

That's the world's top star, is it really okay to not care so much?
The media and fanatical fans have indeed settled down recently, but this kind of security is the calm before the storm.

If the small boss really loses, the company's reputation will suffer a fatal blow.

According to reports, after watching the video, the stars felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and practiced hard one by one, but the little boss was calm.

Who is the world-class star?

"Why don't you go visit the class today." Dong Meng put the notebook in front of her eyes.

"I went to Xunlie's place two days ago. Li Yan was worried about Bingyet. Ruoquan and Yunxi were filming. Milan didn't need it. I went to see Mingxue today."

"Little boss, it's really nice of you to despise those stars like this..."

Dong Meng tilted her head: "Could it be, is there something wrong?"

The little secretary completely admired her. This kind of attitude of not being surprised by honor or shame is really amazing!
"Little boss, you won, let's go."

Knowing that such unappreciated stars will cry and faint in the toilet!
The little secretary called the people below and sent a driver to take the female general out.

After the company had sufficient funds, it bought a few high-end cars that did not lose its face and had a good interior, making travel much more convenient than before.

The two didn't realize that when they went downstairs, a sneaky staff member came out of the tea room next door, pretended to pour water, and sneaked to the bathroom.

"Visit Dong Mingxue."

After sending a short message, the man lowered his head, deleted the message, and then walked out.

Sitting in the office, Han Feng frowned slightly listening to the ringing of the mobile phone, but slowly relaxed after seeing the content.

I am not afraid that you have any ability, I am afraid that you will not come out.

With a flash in his eyes, Han Feng picked up the phone.

"Boss Gao? I need your help to investigate something. There is an artist named Dong Mingxue under Dongmeng. Today..."

Gao Yuanming's laughter came from afar.

"Boss Han is also doing me a favor, even though he ordered it."

The voices of the two gradually fell, and the white clouds outside the window stretched their bodies, rolling wantonly in the blue sky, but there was a faint black edge rolling out, getting deeper and deeper.

Dong Meng sat in the car, looking out the window.

"looks like it's going to rain?"

The old driver was originally from Dongqing's generation, and he looked at Dongmeng with the kindness of an elder.

"Yeah, it's raining on the set later, so it's a bit troublesome to film. Ms. Dong's work is probably over, why don't we go back early."

Dong Meng smiled and shook her head: "Forget it, let's go and have a look, I don't know what can fall on this rain."

"Speaking of which, the small boss has the ability to bring the company back to life so quickly and gather so many high-quality artists. Now even the industry dare not underestimate us."

Dong Meng waved her hand modestly: "It's not all about everyone working together, no matter how capable I am alone, I can't support it."

Hearing the female general's words, the old driver smiled kindly from the mirror.

Don't look at the little boss who is usually vigorous and vigorous, but he really has nothing to say to them, he is generous and kind.

The old driver looked at Dong Meng even more kindly.

The two chatted for a while about the recent interesting things. The development of several artists is relatively smooth, and even the only shortcoming, Yan Ruoquan, is about to soar into the sky with the new drama.

Dong Mingxue, who is going to visit the class today, also has a smooth star journey. It is said that a niche singer wrote a song for her, which seems to be called "Miss Dong".

Among them, the two sentences "fall in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my house" are even more widely sung.

After chatting for a while, Dong Meng looked out the window, only to feel that the scenery was getting slower and slower, and the sky had gathered layers of dark clouds, which made people feel even more disturbed.

"There is a bit of traffic jam ahead, so it should be smooth at this time." The old driver shook his head and looked at the sky again: "Boss, why don't we turn around at the intersection ahead."

Dong Meng shook her head, her heart was beating slightly, as if something was about to happen.

The driver poked his head out, looked at the road conditions, and said helplessly: "I don't know what's going on, two drivers stopped the car at the intersection and started arguing. When the traffic police arrive, I'm afraid they will have to adjust the situation first." Whether they are willing to move their positions or not is another matter, everyone is very depressed on this cloudy day."

Dong Meng sat in the back row, and couldn't see the road ahead, so she heard the driver say again.

"According to this situation, we don't know when we will arrive. Don't wait for it to rain. We rushed to nothing, and Ms. Dong called it a day."

Dong Meng looked at the sky again, quite helplessly: "Then let's turn around."

(End of this chapter)