This voice is particularly loud, and the tone sounds very atmospheric.
It seemed menacing, and they came to settle accounts with Song Yi.
"Sir, you can't go in here. If you do this again, we'll call the police." Someone stopped him, and the noisy voice came into Song Yi's ears.
The man frowned in displeasure: "It seems that the security of Song's head office is not very good."
"Anyone can come in and make trouble."
Song Yi looked at this man and rolled her eyes in her heart.
I know how to make sarcastic remarks.
She stood up, ignoring the so-called artist who came to interview for a contract, and walked outside beside him.
Didn't even look at him.
The man looked at Song Yi's back. His figure was delicate and thin, but it was just right, and it could arouse the man's desire for protection.
There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and there was a gleam in his eyes.
Song Yi opened the door, and saw a man in his twenties who was rushing in at the door.
"What's wrong?" Song Yi said in a cold voice.
As soon as Song Yi came out, the chaotic people outside stopped their movements.
The staff bowed their heads: "I'm sorry Mr. Song. This is an artist who is going to come in for an interview today. I really didn't stop him. I didn't expect this person to come in and make such a disturbance."
The young man snorted coldly and shook off the person holding his hand.
"You are Song Yi?"
Song Yi stood in front of him: "I am."
"You told our company to hide me?"
Song Yi replied: "I'm not that entertainer who cares about other people's homes in a leisurely way."
"You just dare to act but dare not to be. You are afraid that I will become popular and cover up the brilliance of your artist. Do you think I don't know that you are responsible for everything behind it?"
The man said every word with resentment, and his tone was full of resentment and dissatisfaction with Song Yi, as if he really had a deep hatred.
Song Yi folded her arms around her chest, narrowed her fox eyes slightly, and looked at him leisurely: "First of all, sir, do I know you? What's your name?"
He laughed angrily at Song Yi's words: "Don't pretend to me, will you not know me?"
"Tsk." Song Yi lazily changed her posture and leaned against the door frame: "Okay, just pretend that I know you, and you're looking for me just for Xuezang?"
"Otherwise, what did you do yourself, you don't know all about it in your heart?"
Look at him like this. Song Yi already knew that this was a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and was instigated by others behind his back, from hearsay, or was deceived by those rhythmic marketing accounts.
She could even predict that there would be news that an artist in her company would make trouble soon.
Song Yi lowered her head and took out her mobile phone. While looking at the mobile phone, she said, "You can say whatever you want. I don't like talking to people who have no brains. It will lower my IQ."
No matter how angry others are, Song Yi has always been calm and breezy, as if he doesn't take anything seriously.
This attitude can actually make the other party more aggrieved and unhappy.
"Song Yi, do you believe that I will call the police?!"
When Song Yi heard this, she raised her eyes amusedly, and raised her eyebrows: "The police must also pay attention to evidence, the police uncle has no time to listen to the children in the kindergarten making trouble."
"If you have to say that I said it, just show evidence and make troubles with nonsense. It will appear that you just came here for some other purpose to make me feel better."
"If your purpose is really this." Song Yi chuckled lightly, her brows and eyes curled up: "Then I really thank you for bringing me this short-term joy. Acting with a low IQ is quite interesting."
These words are both explicit and implicit.
She smiled and spoke calmly.
This made the man so angry that his face turned black.
She is the one who can't understand him wanting to hide him in the snow, and she still doesn't admit it! This dead woman deserves to die!
Thinking of this in my heart, I will immediately attack Song Yi.
Song Yi had sharp eyes and quick hands: "Throw him out."
Following this sentence, she took a step back and slammed the office door shut.
The man slammed into the door directly. This time, it felt like the bridge of his nose was going to be broken.
He held his nose and wanted to curse.
The security guard immediately came up and pulled him out.
When Li Wen came back with a document, he came across such a scene. He knew exactly what happened at a glance, and that man was going to live and die, so he was bound to seek justice here.
"The fake nose you made is crooked, are you still making trouble here?" Li Wen walked over and said lightly: "I can't make a better one, this cheap nose is still hard to resist."
As soon as Li Wen said this, the man immediately stopped yelling and touched his nose seriously to see if it was really what Li Wen said.
He found that there was a little bit of it, if this was photographed and posted, it would definitely lose followers.
He has to go to the hospital to fix it.
The matter of finding Song Yi to settle accounts today can only be put aside temporarily.
Li Wen's words allowed the security guard to fork this person out smoothly.
At this very moment, Song Yi's Weibo was the top trending search.
That Weibo was accompanied by a short video, which she recorded just now standing at the door.
Accompanying text: [Just after returning from vacation, I ran into a cute newcomer who was brainwashed by a marketing account. It was really a headache. Please let the marketing account let me go, don't make rumors about me, thank you all. smile jpg]
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[Sister Yi's inner os: cutie=stupid=mentally retarded+brain-dead.]
[I'm dying of laughter, Mr. Song just went online.]
[This person is also a joke, his brain is always used as a decoration, and he makes trouble for people every day.]
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Song Yi's one-handed operation caught the marketing accounts who hadn't had time to spread rumors off guard.
No one thought that Song Yi would preemptively come back. When they were still preparing the copywriting and draft, Song Yi had already started to complain on Weibo.
Song Yi returned to the office and sat back in her original seat.
And the clean freak hasn't left yet.
Song Yi raised her eyes and looked at him: "If you have to say that you can overcome it, then you should sit down now and show your sincerity and attitude instead of talking about it verbally."
Song Yi was upset by that person, and now she is not in a very happy mood: "If you can't do it, please go back."
"My name is Rong Qi." The man said slowly, "I hope you can remember me."
"I also hope that you can arrange a clean seat for me when we meet next time."
After saying this, man Black Diamond, you left the office.
Song Yi frowned suddenly, realizing that something was wrong with this man.
With that smiling look in his eyes just now, he didn't intend to come to the interview seriously from the very beginning, as if he came to show his presence in front of her.
This made a certain string in her heart tighten severely.
see you next time? When is the next meeting
Song Yi stood up abruptly, and chased after Rong Qi's back, only to find that he had already disappeared.
Song Yi pursed her lips, exhaled deeply, and rubbed her temples.
"What's wrong?" Suddenly, a male voice entered her ears.
The voice has a familiar laziness, deep and magnetic.
Song Yi raised her eyes instantly, and saw Tang Si standing not far away.
She smiled instantly, and the tension in her heart was relieved at this moment.
She ran towards Tang Si: "Brother, why did you come to the company? Are you not busy?"
Song Yi used to hug Tang Si tightly.
"I'll come over to see you when I'm done." Tang Si put his arms around her: "It seems that something troublesome happened?"
"No." Song Yi: "It's just those things at work."
Tang Si raised his eyebrows: "What happened to Weibo?"
"It's normal. I can't get used to my family, looking for trouble, gossiping and looking for a marketing account. It just so happens that this is the child who was poisoned by the marketing account."
"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?"
"What's the matter?" Tang Si's peach-blossom eyes were filled with a smile: "You came here without saying hello, did you disturb my house and work obediently?"
Song Yi dragged Tang Si to the office: "It's true that once you come here, I can't concentrate on my work. I always want to see you."
Tang Si's sense of presence was too strong, and she couldn't concentrate on her work.
In fact, Tang Si followed Song Yi all the way to the company.
When Song Yi left Bo Shiyan Research Institute.
Tang Si sat on the sofa: "Are you not working?"
Song Yi: "I just came here to interview a few artists, and other jobs can be done elsewhere."
"Since you're here, you won't be staying in the company anymore."
Song Yi said: "Let's go out."
"Don't." Tang Si: "You haven't worked hard in the company for a long time. If you have something to do, just busy with your business, don't specially accompany me."
Sitting on the sofa, Tang Si supported his chin with one hand, looked at Song Yi and said, "Brother can endure loneliness."
"I'll just watch you work."
He just looked at her like that, his eyes were deep and thick, burning with strong emotion.
Seeing this, Song Yi's whole body was crispy, as if the temperature was reflected on her body.
Song Yi touched her face, wondering why Tang Si wanted to watch her work, and she was a little uncomfortable and shy
It's not about looking at her, it's just work. Why are you so shy
Maybe it's because Tang Si's peach blossom eyes are too sensual, or maybe it's because she doesn't have any resistance to Tang Si.
It's easy to get lost in his eyes.
On this day, Tang Si really worked with Song Yi in the company all day.
"Aren't you bored?"
"Watching you work, what's so boring?" Tang Si smiled: "Work is also quite interesting."
It also let him understand the nature of Song Yi's work, what kind of work she is like, and what she will be busy with.
Song Yi put down the pen in his hand and stretched.
Tang Si looked at her with a half-smile: "Are you done with your work?"
"Yeah." Song Yi nodded: "Come to an end for now."
The corners of Tang Si's lips curled into a slight smile: "What are the arrangements for tonight?"
"..." Is it possible to endure loneliness as agreed
Heh, man.