The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Hearing this, Su Sining immediately nodded and said very seriously: "I will definitely keep it a secret!" Gu Weimian smiled and said, "Don't be too nervous. Shu Wenhao's head hurt from thinking about it: "So what do you think we overlooked?" Hong Yuexiang thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out: "I don't know, it just feels like you're just extremely lucky." Shu Wenhao was about to laugh at Hong Yue's fragrance: "We'll see when the time comes. When the female secretary was chang...
Hearing this, Su Sining immediately nodded and said very seriously: "I will definitely keep it a secret!"
Gu Weimian smiled and said, "Don't be too nervous.
Su Sining also smiled dryly.
But the body is still tense.
She seemed to know a great secret.
And now, she needs to keep this secret and not let others know it.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian is really amazing.
She didn’t know how powerful Gu Weimian was, but her power definitely exceeded her usual imagination of those powerful people!
The secret was so big that she kept it carefully inside, but it made her heart feel heavy.
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After Shu Wenhao, a senior executive of the TV station, signed the contract, he seemed as if he was still dreaming.
"Yuexiang, are you saying that I really became the director of "The Heaven Bureau"? "
This is simply like a fish leaping over the dragon gate!
He was less than 40 years old, but he squeezed out all the well-known domestic directors and became the director of "The Heavenly Bureau".
Hong Yuexiang sat there, also with a look of disbelief on her face.
"I feel like we've overlooked something..."
Shu Wenhao: "What?"
"Gu Siyu was the person that the higher-ups specifically wanted to promote. You offended her, but you got the chance to direct The Heaven Bureau instead. At that time, you came down to film Seven Days Mutation because it was a task assigned to you by Yanhuang TV. Yanhuang TV must have known about Gu Siyu. So this time, didn't Yanhuang TV communicate with the provincial TV station?"
No matter how I think about it, it feels wrong.
Shu Wenhao's head hurt from thinking about it: "So what do you think we overlooked?"
Hong Yuexiang thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out: "I don't know, it just feels like you're just extremely lucky."
Shu Wenhao was about to laugh at Hong Yue's fragrance: "We'll see when the time comes. Today's good fortune is indeed strange."
The other party came at the right time.
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No one has classes on Saturday.
Ao Qijun did not agree to Gu Siyu's request to go to the set to watch her filming, but instead called Jiang Yunting and a few others to the company to discuss the LCD screen issue.
These are Ao Qijun’s best friends, they have been playing together since childhood.
Originally there was also a Jiang Jingchen, but he has rarely appeared in this occasion recently.
Everyone knows that Jiang Jingchen has been playing with Gu Weimian recently.
However, Gu Weimian has never been welcome in Ao Qijun's circle.
Jiang Yunting sat in his seat silently, a little distracted.
There was a bill in his pocket, which Jiang Jingchen gave him before he went out this morning.
It was also Gu Weimian who asked Jiang Jingchen to pass it to Ao Qijun.
But it was obvious that Jiang Jingchen felt it was too much trouble to come and see Ao Qijun again on the weekend just to deliver a bill.
So... this bill naturally fell into his hands.
It was a compensation bill for a pair of cufflinks.
He frowned, feeling annoyed. It was just a matter of paying money. Was there any need to make such a fuss?
Why doesn’t Gu Weimian just call Ao Qijun directly? Ao Qijun wouldn’t be so unwilling to pay even this little money, right?
A few people were smoking after discussing some business, and the secretary came up to pour coffee for them and replaced the ashtray.
A crisp knocking sound suddenly occurred in the quiet conference room.
When the female secretary was changing the ashtray for Ao Qijun, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she leaned very close to Ao Qijun, and the ashtray in her hand touched the man's forearm, which had just been raised.