In short, Chi Yue officially started her internship at Zhuang Baihua's company.
Before, Zhuang Baihua thought Chi Yue would hesitate, but he accepted the internship invitation right away, which was a bit strange.
But Zhuang Baihua didn’t think much about it. As long as the result was good, it was fine.
Letting Chi Yue do an internship at the company not only solves the problem of the plot trying every means to make them meet, but also helps support Chi Yue. There shouldn't be any other complications now.
However, the morals of this world are really outrageous.
Not to mention the original owner, a supporting character who forced others, the others were not much better.
From the attitude of the company's employees towards Chi Yue, it can be seen that the atmosphere of the entire company is not good and needs to be improved and rectified.
Zhuang Baihua decided to start with the president's office next to him, to promote civilization and set a new trend.
Every businessman likes to talk about allegory and auspiciousness. Even the original owner, who had a very violent temper, hung a huge landscape painting at the entrance of the president's office, with the intention of storing wind and air, attracting wealth and treasure.
Zhuang Baihua asked someone to take down the painting and put it somewhere else, and replaced it with a plaque at the entrance.
Written on it are a few majestic black brush characters: "Promote integrity, love your job and be dedicated to your work."
Zhuang Baihua called the secretaries and assistants from the president's office and asked them to stand under the plaque, improve their ideological awareness, work hard to achieve good results, but not forget their original intentions and be diligent and pragmatic.
Zhuang Baihua: "Do you understand?"
The employees in the President's Office looked at the words in confusion and replied, "I understand..."
Zhuang Baihua: "Too weak! No energy left!"
President's Office Employee: "I understand!"
Zhuang Baihua: "Very good."
Chen looked at the words on the plaque and felt that they looked familiar. Later he discovered that the handwriting was exactly the same as the word "demolition" on the wall in the president's lounge.
Secretary Chen was confused. When did President Zhuang develop these new skills? He could dance with swords and write calligraphy. He was too powerful.
Zhuang Baihua was very satisfied with his handwriting and continued to focus on his career.
He is the kind of person who takes his career very seriously. When he was a community director, he worked diligently and never complained.
Some classmates once ridiculed him, saying that he was so young but was doing trivial things like the neighborhood aunties.
He just smiled and didn't explain further.
A successful person is one who does his job well and achieves the best in a position.
Zhuang Baihua gradually started to attend meetings outside, but he still didn't like dinner parties. When Chen Wang reported his schedule to him that day, he mentioned that he was going to participate in an interview with a financial magazine.
Zhuang Baihua raised his eyebrows.
Secretary Chen said: "I will write a draft of the questions and answers when the time comes, you can just take a look at it in advance."
Zhuang Baihua finally felt relieved, but just as he felt relieved, he heard Secretary Chen say, "An interview is not a problem, but you are the cover character of this issue of the magazine, so we need to take a few photos for the magazine."
Zhuang Baihua was stunned again and suddenly became a little nervous.
Chen Wang observed the president's expression and said cautiously, "If you don't want to, we can find some old photos for them."
Zhuang Baihua quickly waved his hands. The old photo belonged to the original owner. Since he replaced the original owner, he naturally had to take a new photo.
He was not afraid of being photographed. On the street, this was a treatment only advanced elements could enjoy, and it made him both excited and a little nervous.
Soon the photo shoot day arrived. Originally, the photographer was arranged to come to the company to shoot the scene, but in order to get a better shooting effect, the other party asked Zhuang Baihua if he could spare time and condescend to come to the studio. Because they had arranged a better portrait photographer, he asked to go to his own studio for the shoot.
Zhuang Baihua readily agreed. He was not the original owner and did not have any airs. Besides, the other party was willing to change the photographer because he was so handsome.
On the appointed day, Zhuang Baihua went to the photography studio accompanied by a group of assistant bodyguards.
When they arrived at the place, Zhuang Baihua adjusted his suit, turned his head casually, and saw Chi Yue.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
I feel like I've gotten used to it, and I always see Chi Yue inadvertently.
Chi Yue held some information in her hand and said expressionlessly, "The supervisor sent me here."
Zhuang Baihua didn't bother to think about whether this was a plot arrangement or the personal intention of the supervisor. He didn't dwell too much on Chi Yue. Led by Secretary Chen, he walked forward to communicate with the magazine staff and photographers.
The new photographer is a young man who has won a big award recently. He is a cutting-edge photographer. He is trying various styles, so he took the job of taking photos for a financial magazine, hoping to try his hand at photographing a domineering CEO.
Zhuang Baihua met the photographer's eyes. The photographer walked over and looked him up and down, then suddenly reached out and touched Zhuang Baihua's chest.
The bodyguards next to him were facing a great enemy. Zhuang Baihua raised his hand to stop his men, raised his eyebrows, and asked the photographer with a puzzled look.
The photographer covered his lips with the hand that had touched Zhuang Baihua and smiled: "You're so manly." And his pectoral muscles.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
You are so sexy.
There were some other people in the studio, both men and women, all with pretty faces and bright clothes.
According to Chen Wang, these are all people from the entertainment industry, including actors and models, who have business dealings with photographers, so there is no need to worry about them.
Zhuang Baihua understood and couldn't help but take another look at those people.
One of them was particularly different. He was wearing a white shirt and black casual pants. He sat there quietly with a smile on his face. He looked calm and gentle, and the air around him flowed much slower.
When the man saw Zhuang Baihua looking at him, he turned around, smiled even more deeply, and nodded politely at Zhuang Baihua, appearing gentlemanly and gentle.
Zhuang Baihua didn't have any other intentions when he looked at him, but he felt that the man looked a little familiar.
Before he had time to think, he was led by the staff to put on makeup.
Zhuang Baihua was still not used to it, but after finishing his work, he sat in front of the backdrop, turned on the lights and started taking pictures.
The photographer looked at Zhuang Baihua through the lens and frowned. He put away the camera and said to Zhuang Baihua, "Boss, don't be so restrained. Be more natural."
Zhuang Baihua adjusted his back, changed his posture, and crossed his legs.
The photographer continued to look with the camera, but no matter which angle he looked at, it was not right. Finally, he said helplessly: "You are a domineering president. You should have the temperament of a king who is in a cold weather. You should be arrogant and disdainful. Come on! Despise me! Spit on me! Kill me with money! Get high!"
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
The photographer grabbed his hair and cried out in pain: "Why does it feel like a fire safety propaganda photo in a residential community elevator no matter how I take the photo?"
After he finished speaking, a chuckle came from the side.
Even though the other people present thought that the president was indeed a bit strange, they did not dare to say much, let alone laugh out loud.
Among the people brought by the company, Chi Yue was the only one who dared to laugh at the president.
Chi Yue smiled and said, "If everyone knows how to prevent fire, every household will be happy."
The others could no longer hold back their anger, and their lips twitched. Even Chen Wang felt that the president was exactly like the righteous charity ambassador in the promotional photo.
Zhuang Baihua was not angry, but said generously: "It means that when people see me, they can awaken their conscience, which is good."
The president himself was joking, and others began to whisper, and the studio was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.
But the photographer didn't want such a lively atmosphere. He turned his head towards Chi Yue and stared at her for a long time. Then he slapped his thigh and pointed at her and said, "You, you, stand in the camera!"
Chi Yue asked back: "Are you talking about me?"
"It's you. Come on, get on! Be his Aphrodite!"
No one understood what the photographer was saying. He grabbed Chi Yue and pushed him next to Zhuang Baihua, saying, "Go up and interact with him!"
Others, including Zhuang Baihua, did not understand the photographer's intention. Chi Yue was the first to understand it. She smiled at Zhuang Baihua and said, "Cooperate."
As he spoke, he approached Zhuang Baihua, leaned back in his chair leisurely, put his arm on Zhuang Baihua's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Look at the camera, Eggplant."
The tall and thin young man had gentle eyes and a white jade face that seemed to be shining. He leaned against Zhuang Baihua like a finely carved jade statue.
Zhuang Baihua was stunned at first, but then he was inspired by the young man, relaxed, turned around and smiled at the camera as Chi Yue said.
"Good!" The photographer captured this scene and shouted loudly, "Keep going, just like that! Arouse his inner emotions and love! Be his Aphrodite! Be his Helen! Be his Li Canghai!"
What the hell! Zhuang Baihua’s face was full of black lines. It was worthy of being a paranoid literature. Any photographer could be so crazy.
The photographer immediately caught Zhuang Baihua's slightly frowned expression and praised him again: "That's it! Perfect! Change the pose! Sit on his lap!"
Everyone was stunned.
It's not a good idea to sit on someone's lap openly.
Originally, the relationship between Chi Yue and Zhuang Baihua was very ambiguous.
Just as Zhuang Baihua was about to tell Chi Yue not to listen to the photographer, he saw Chi Yue moving closer. Startled, he tried to stand up from the chair, but Chi Yue reached out and held him down.
Then Chi Yue bent down, and the two of them almost had their foreheads touching.
Zhuang Baihua's breathing stagnated, and when he raised his eyes, he could see Chi Yue's deep, dark eyes.
"Why don't you take action?"
Chi Yue asked Zhuang Baihua in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Zhuang Baihua's eyes were blurred for a moment, and it took him a beat longer to understand what he meant.
Chi Yue was still wary of him, thinking that he was playing hard to get and worried that he would catch her in the small dark room when she let her guard down.
Zhuang Baihua smiled and said frankly: "I promise you, I won't do anything to you."
Zhuang Baihua smiled, and the whole person relaxed. The serious temperament just now slowly changed, becoming calm and graceful. It was a kind of thoughtfulness from a mature man. He was confident and confident, which was impressive.
The photographer screamed in his heart, this is it!
But he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the man and the young man in the camera.
When Chi Yue saw Zhuang Baihua like this, a complicated look appeared in his eyes. His dark pupils became even deeper, with a bit of inscrutability that did not belong to his age.
The breaths of the two people were entangled together. As long as one of them leaned forward, they could touch each other's warm and delicate skin.
But no one moved, they were frozen at a subtle distance.
Others looked at the undercurrent between the two people in front of the backdrop and felt a little confused. The composition was beautiful, but wasn't it Mr. Zhuang's cover photo today? How did it become a group photo
The people from the entertainment industry in the studio were also attracted and looked over. The elegant man had been standing behind the photographer, observing Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue.
He crossed his arms and looked focused. From his angle, it was easy to tell that the person he was looking at most of the time was Chi Yue.
Although the photographer was reluctant, he still had some professional ethics. He remembered that his main task today was to take photos of Zhuang Baihua for the magazine, so he had to say, "I'm already in a good mood. My little beauty, please move aside. I'll take a few photos of you alone."
Zhuang Baihua: “?” Who is your uncle? He is only twenty-eight.
"Come on, uncle." Chi Yue whispered in Zhuang Baihua's ear, making Zhuang Baihua's ears itchy.
He stood up with a smile, took a few steps back to leave the photographer's lens range, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood at the edge, raised his hand, made a 90-degree angle with his index finger and thumb, overlapped his two hands, and made a camera gesture.
Using the camera held by his fingers, Chi Yue captured the appearance of Zhuang Baihua at that moment.
Zhuang Baihua smiled at him, turned his head to face the camera, posed, and let the photographer take the picture.
Everyone else once again focused their attention on the president in the center of the studio. Only the elegant man next to him stared at Chi Yue intently, with a hint of red in his eyes.
In any case, today's photo shoot was completed successfully, and the photographer showed the sample photos to Zhuang Baihua.
The photographer gave up showing Zhuang Baihua's domineering side, and instead portrayed his maturity and stability from another angle, while showing his intelligence.
It's rare to see such a president, and it's quite novel.
Zhuang Baihua listened to everyone's compliments with an embarrassed look, and said narcissistically: "I can't help being handsome."
As for the photo of the president and Chi Yue, even Zhuang Baihua was stunned.
The two people in the photo are close to each other, one is delicate and beautiful, the other is generous and steady, the picture is magnificent.
… The atmosphere is too ambiguous.
Zhuang Baihua immediately became panicked, wondering if Xiaochi had misunderstood again.
He looked in the direction of Chi Yue, who was packing up with other assistants and didn't seem to show any dissatisfaction.
Zhuang Baihua breathed a sigh of relief and asked the photographer to send the refined photos to the company later.
He was talking to the photographer when he glanced to the side inadvertently and suddenly saw someone standing there, staring at Chi Yue.
It’s the person from the entertainment industry just now.
Zhuang Baihua looked suspicious.
Why is this person looking at Chi Yue
Those who work in the community are good at observing people's words and expressions. They watch every move of the masses and can always sense people's emotions through details.
Zhuang Baihua felt something was wrong with that man.
He called Chen Wang over and asked, "Who is that person over there? He looks familiar."
Secretary Chen was unusually excited: "He's a celebrity, the one who made the movie, and he just won the Best Actor award last year."
Zhuang Baihua suddenly realized why he looked so familiar. He had seen him in advertisements before, but he couldn't pronounce his name for a while. "What's his name?"
"Tang Feng."
I think that's what it's called.
Zhuang Baihua looked at Tang Feng, wondering why this man kept staring at Chi Yue.
Tang Feng is a star, so he naturally has an extraordinary demeanor, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and two long legs. Just standing there quietly, he is very eye-catching.
He looked at Chi Yue with a smile on his face and a tender gaze, as if he was looking at...
lover.
Lover? A flash of lightning flashed through Zhuang Baihua's mind, striking him hard and illuminating his thoughts.
He remembered that the back cover of the original book contained a synopsis of the novel, with an introduction for each of the five paranoid male supporting characters.
The first one is "domineering and ruthless, he keeps his word, a favored child of heaven who dominates the world", which refers to the original owner of the domineering president.
The second one is "gentle and passionate, elegant and perfect in front of the camera."
Perfect in front of the camera
Zhuang Baihua looked at the "Best Actor" Tang Feng and fell into deep thought.