Song Shi'an frowned and took a step back. "Brother, if you want to drink, go drink it yourself. Isn't it a bit unethical to block someone from going to the toilet?"
Seeing the beauty frown only fueled Cao Wanlong's excitement, and he reached out to grab her wrist.
Seeing this, Song Shi'an thought, "Oh ho, they want to make a move?"
He took a step back, dodging the fat hand. "If you keep doing this, I'll call the police. If you're not thinking straight, go to the toilet and clear your head. Why are you hitting me?"
Under the influence of alcohol, Cao Wanlong was provoked by these words, his face turning red and his neck bulging. "What are you saying? Inviting you for drinks is giving you face, don't be so ungrateful. Who are you trying to impress with your ugly appearance!"
Song Shi'an was completely stunned. What kind of outrageous nonsense was this guy spouting?
He looked Cao Wanlong up and down, then said in a low voice, "You're ugly but you think you're so great. That suit must have cost a lot of money, but it looks like it was borrowed on you. The oil on your face could be used to fry two dishes. I suggest you go to the bathroom and look in the mirror before you talk to people. Don't worry about what other people look like."
After saying that, he ignored him completely, walked past him, and went straight back to his private room.
Cao Wanlong was stunned by these words, his face turning pale and then red. Just as he was about to chase after him, a voice came from behind him.
"Manager Cao."
A man in a dark suit and gold-rimmed glasses stood at the corner of the corridor, watching for an unknown amount of time.
Zhang Cheng, project director of Wanheng Technology, had been drinking with Cao Wanlong all night, hoping to secure the project he was in charge of.
Zhang Cheng adjusted his glasses. "I'll reconsider the project. Currently, your company's technical capabilities may not meet our requirements."
Cao Wanlong's expression changed instantly, and he quickly put on a smiling face and approached, "Mr. Zhang, please reconsider. Our company sincerely wants to cooperate with your company..."
"Manager Cao," Zhang Cheng interrupted him, his tone flat, "Our company values more than just sincerity. Your character and integrity make it difficult to entrust the project to you. After considering everything, it's still a pity."
After saying that, he nodded slightly, turned around, and left.
Cao Wanlong stood there, his fat face twitching several times. It was over; he'd lost such a big project, and layoffs were just around the corner.
It's all that person's fault! If it weren't for him, Mr. Zhang wouldn't have heard those words, and the project wouldn't have failed!
Song Shi'an returned to the private room and picked up his coat from the back of the chair.
Chi Xun up. "What's wrong with you? You were in the restroom for so long, did you eat something bad?"
"It's nothing, just ran into someone with a screw loose." Song Shi'an draped his coat over his arm. "I'm leaving now, I need to talk to my agent about work tonight."
Pei Zhiyan put down her teacup, picked up her phone, and called him a car.
Cao Wanlong returned to the private room with a sullen face, while his assistant Chen Fei was huddled in a corner scrolling through her phone.
My best friend just sent me a video of a guy in a white basketball jersey jumping and dunking on the court. His movements were clean and crisp, and his jersey billowed in the wind when he landed.
She was engrossed in watching and didn't notice anyone standing behind her.
Cao Wanlong stood behind her and glanced at the face on the phone screen.
"Isn't that the person from earlier?!" He snatched the phone away. "Who is this person?!"
Chen Fei was so startled she almost threw her phone away. What was this lunatic up to now! She forced herself to stand up, suppressing the urge to curse, "Manager Cao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It was just a video a friend forwarded..."
Cao Wanlong stared intently at the screen, memorizing the D Station nickname in the lower right corner of the video.
So he's a blogger from D Station? I'll remember that, I'll make sure he gets his hands on me!
That night, the boss learned that Cao Wanlong had lost the Wanheng project and fired him immediately.
When Chen Fei heard the news the next day, she almost burst out laughing at her workstation.
That fat bastard should have been fired long ago. He abuses his position to harass employees every day, regardless of gender. He even put his arm around her shoulder under some pretext before. If it weren't for her best friend being the boss's daughter, she would have suffered the same fate.
Well done!
She sent a beautiful message to her best friend.
A phone call popped up, and the joy in the voice practically overflowed through the screen. "That old bastard is finally gone! I told my dad a long time ago that he couldn't be kept around, but he insisted that he had a few big projects and we should wait and see. Now look what happened, he reaped what he sowed!"
The two chatted for a while before Chen Fei said, "I'm going home now. We'll chat again when you get back from your trip."
Back home, Chen Fei happily ordered takeout and settled on the sofa to scroll through short videos.
The first recommendation in her city was a video her best friend had forwarded to her. Only then did she realize that if that bald geezer hadn't interrupted, she would have already enjoyed the slow-motion replay of the dunk.
Open the comments section, and the screen is filled with like-minded sisters.
"Does this waist, these legs, this face even exist?!"
" Jingchen University, don't think that just because you're trying to seduce me like this, I'll apply to that school next year!"
"None of you are going to report it, huh? Then I won't report it either!"
"Could the school consider lowering the admission score by 200 points? I really need it!"
"I'm on the national basketball team. Could you give me some directions? He's a very promising young man."
"I thought the person upstairs was a shill, but after checking the verification, I was surprised to find they're actually from the national team!"
"The performance was so-so, I don't even know what they were igniting..."
" An'an! I knew my phone knew me best!"
"Why have I never seen such a beauty before!"
"We've already voted for D+, Shi'an should let the whole world see it!"
When Song Shi'an returned to the villa, Ji Shuyao was already sitting in the living room.
The phone screen showed a video of Song Shi'an playing basketball, paused at the moment of a dunk.
Hearing the door open, he placed his phone face down on the coffee table. "Finally, you've decided to come back."
Upon hearing this tone, Song Shi'an wondered why there was such resentment; it was just dinner.
He hung up his coat. " Brother Yao, you're here so early. Have you had dinner yet?"
Ji Shuyao tapped a stack of files on the table. "These are all variety shows I've selected for you, along with a few scripts. They're currently the company's best projects. Take a look."
Song Shi'an looked at the stack of documents, as thick as a textbook for his major, and tears welled up in his eyes.
So soon it's time to go back to work. He sat down opposite Ji Shuyao and started looking through the documents one by one.
His primary concern was who offered the highest appearance fee, and his gaze eventually settled on a proposal for a reality outdoor adventure variety show.
Three days and two nights, 80,000 yuan in appearance fees!!
That's great! Eighty thousand yuan! Plus, I get to experience wilderness survival!
When he was a child, he watched Bear Grylls ' shows and fantasized about setting up a tent and catching fish in the wilderness. Now, not only can he go, but people are even paying him to go.
He pulled out the proposal. "This one."