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Chapter 1387 Talking and learning to sing(1/2)

Before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock, and a lot of things were made and made a fool of myself. The annual meeting hall of Hongxing Records began to settle down. It changed from a big show of shouting and drinking to a long talk and even a heart-to-heart talk. Many of them

People tell the truth after drinking.

Intentionally or unintentionally, it was a coincidence or it was inevitable. The senior executives gathered at the boss's table. This group of people usually are not very serious in meetings. The more they chatted, the happier they became. It was as if they had been close friends for many years and had a good time drinking and chatting, and the employees who were actively watching were all

It also makes me feel more and more happy.

It is indispensable to remember the hardships and think about the sweets. Zhou Shenjian, the veteran who has followed the boss for the longest time after Gan Kaicheng and Huang Weiliang, used his own experience to warn the employees: "You young people, firstly, don't be afraid of hardship and loss, and secondly, you can't give up studying.

I need to read more, I still read every day."

"Manager Zhou!" Sun Yunhong praised in a high-profile manner: "He knows astronomy and geography, and he can also read palms, especially for little girls..."

Zhang Yanhao doesn't want to be image-y: "Just looking? Not touching? Touching the bones to tell fortunes."

Huang Weiliang's face was full of curiosity: "Where to touch?"

This company is over, everyone sitting and standing talking about it can't say a good word. Zhong Ing-wen behind Yang Jingxing said hey hey, he wants to touch the boneless parts.

Zhou Shenjian obviously felt that his knowledge had been insulted and was eager to prove it: "Manager Yang, Director Yang, come up with a question to test me!"

Yang Jingxing was in trouble: "Then... help Brother Liang to ask how his luck will be next year?"

The whole room was filled with laughter. Huang Weiliang stood up and said that he could touch it as he pleased. Zhou Shenjian's face turned even redder and he shouted loudly: "Who has watched "Music in Western Civilization"? Although I have only watched less than half or a third of it, so

It’s a thick book! If you want to ask about the first third of the book, come on!”

Yang Jingxing laughed: "I haven't seen it, so why ask..."

Zhou Shenjian was furious: "You told me to watch it, but you didn't watch it!?"

Gan Kaicheng looked encouraging: "Read it first, then take the test after reading it. Come on, let's wish Manager Zhou success in his studies and drink Director Zhou's promotion wine as soon as possible."

The whole company was screaming, the female employees wanted to kiss Manager Gan, and Zhou Shenjian lost his temper, because Director Yang was much more ashamed than him at this moment, and couldn't even laugh.

Zhang Yanhao nodded and said: "Gao Sheng wants to ask Director Yang for help. If Hongxing comes again, I will have to give in."

Sun Yunhong seems to have no ambitions in Hongxing: "What does Director Yang think of me? Landlord, bullfighting, Jinhuabai@Jia Le Kao, anything will do!"

The new official Wang Yuechun also smiled and adapted to the new environment: "Manager Yang is really versatile."

Gan Kaicheng laughed loudly: "And he is good at singing and dancing, and he can also learn to talk and sing."

Hu Wenyan laughed so hard that he felt a little distressed, and tried to comfort the already desperate Manager Yang: "It's okay that Manager Gan is joking."

Huang Weiliang actually has a sensitive heart: "I can't joke? Brothers who were stabbed together..."

Yang Jingxing didn't know what was wrong: "I didn't! By the way, that time Brother Liang let the beauty touch him all over."

Everyone sitting there seemed to know the reason and laughed. Huang Weiliang proudly recalled something and thought of something again: "Where is Pang Xi? Pang Xi, come and speak clearly today."

Pang Xi smiled and walked out of the crowd: "Brother Liang."

"Have you met Mr. Ruan?" Huang Weiliang seemed to be drunk or giving Pang Xi a chance to confess: "Are you familiar with him?"

Pang Xi was still awake: "I've seen it before. Brother Liang took me there both times..."

Sun Yunhong dared to issue cross-department orders in front of the big boss: "Mr. Pang, sit down and chat."

Zhang Yanhao was also reminded and asked: "Bring a cup..."

Pang Xi was positive: "I'll do it myself." But when she turned around, she was stopped by Xu Lanxin, who was quite enthusiastic.

"Sit down and don't leave!" Zhang Yanhao was quite suspicious: "Where are you hiding?"

Pang Xi smiled and took a step closer to the wine table: "Boss, please tell me."

"What did you say?" Zhang Yanhao was ruthless: "Drink! Can you escape?"

Pang Xi looked back to see if the cup had arrived, and reached out to take it. However, Ling Wei who handed the cup didn't seem to have all the best intentions. The boss's secretary firmly held the red wine bottle and didn't let go: "I'll pour it for you!"

Everyone watched as the boss's secretary filled Assistant Pang's cup in a polite manner, and someone called out.

Pang Xi also said cheerfully: "I would like to toast the boss with this glass of wine to all the managers, and wish us Hongxing..."

"Don't worry." Zhang Yanhao seemed to be tired of hearing auspicious words: "Let's speak clearly first..."

Huang Weiliang was getting annoyed with the waiting: "Let me be clear, you know best whether Mr. Ruan wants to touch me or Yang Jingxing! They can talk on the phone for half an hour after we have a meal, and they are more affectionate than falling in love. They treat us like

The furnishings…”

Zhang Yanhao laughed and persuaded: "You are so jealous, don't drink it in a hurry...Pang Xi, do you want to send us all away with a glass of wine?"

Pang Xi was embarrassed: "No..."

With the decline of the record industry, the manager of the production department, Ming Dezhi, who had no business for a long time, still spoke loudly: "Director Yang didn't even lay out this score."

Zhou Shenjian couldn't stand listening: "Manager Ming's words are wrong, Pang Xi..."

Zhang Yanhao stood up nimbly, held the cup and calmed down the scene with great force: "I said... Hongxing was still a little girl in 2003, thank you for your hard work."

Pang Xi also said seriously: "Thank you, boss, for taking care of me."

Zhang Yanhao raised the cup toward Pang Xi: "Let's drink this glass of wine together, come on!"

The managers quickly stood up and toasted together.

Zhang Yanhao said from the bottom of his heart: "Our Hongxing people will still be so happy next year at this time, let's do it! Manager Pang Xihu is free to do it."

Hu Wenyan was indeed very casual, while Pang Xi was more sincere in his mouthful. The men, including Wang Yuechun, tilted their necks and drank. Although there was not much in the cup, they all made very impressive postures and shouted slogans loudly, and the onlookers applauded.

Applause.

Zhang Yanhao put down his cup, picked up his belt, and smiled at Huang Weiliang: "Continue talking about the good things."

As soon as the boss put down his seriousness, the staff who were waiting for gossip almost started to boo. Lan Jingyue even dared to shout: "Who touched 402?"

Huang Weiliang remembered it and laughed to Pang Xi: "Didn't I say bad things about Mr. Ruan? Can you call me now and ask for clarification?"

Pang Xihe: "Both Mr. Ruan and Brother Liang love to joke."

Zhang Yanhao invited me again: "It's definitely not easy to sit down and talk about this."

Pang Xi just put the hand that was not holding the wine glass on the back of the chair and kept smiling.

Sun Yunhong looked like he wanted to be his backer: "It's okay, just tell us and we'll understand until we understand."

Pang Xi then forgot: "What did you say?"

There were many people who wanted to hear the gossip. There were more people around the wine table, but it was much quieter than before. The atmosphere was not like an annual meeting. Mo Zongyin, the usually calm artist department manager, said: "Manager Yang

not talking?"

Sun Yunhong also asked: "So many rules?"

Yang Jingxing looked very annoyed: "Secretary Ling, Secretary Chen, and Secretary Zhuang all have cups. Who is afraid of who if we risk our lives today?"

There was a burst of laughter at and outside the table. Although Ling Wei laughed, she did not need to give face to Manager Yang: "We are not competing with Mr. Pang..."

Chen Aling’s position was also firm: “The boss didn’t call us!”

It was discovered that the annual meeting was about to turn into a whistle-blowing meeting, and the scene was noisy again. All departments expressed their integrity and were not afraid of shadows. Zhang Yanhao was even more calm: "Come one by one. What did Manager Yang ask Ling Wei? What did you say?"

They were about to queue up, and the staff were even more noisy. Hongxing Company was really a mess. After a long time of trying to deal with a small matter, there was still no result. The new HR manager Wang Yuechun raised his arm and lowered his index finger towards Pang Xi, as if he wanted to break the situation: "Assistant Pang, I am

Let me remind you, if you don't implement what the boss says, it means that Manager Yang doesn't implement it, but it will make things difficult for Manager Yang. My assistant must first listen to the boss and then listen to me, otherwise I will be derelict in my duty."

They were not familiar with each other, so they couldn't tell whether the HR manager was really serious or joking, but what he said was true. Everyone got serious and prepared to carry out the boss's order. Pang Xi also looked quite ashamed, and Yang Jingxing had to hurry up and make amends: "I'll do it myself.

, I confess, I know every time Mr. Ruan comes to Puhai or Brother Liang goes to Pingjing, and Sister-in-law Liang even asked me..."

Zhang Yanhao still puts brotherly loyalty first: "Okay, okay, I'll leave a way for you, Brother Liang, to survive."

Everyone laughed again, except Huang Weiliang who was not convinced: "I am not Lao Gan!"

Gan Kai was lightly styling his new hairstyle in Chengyun Danfeng, missing a mirror.

Sun Yunhong picked up the cup again: "Don't waste the money in Mr. Pang's cup. If you drink more today, we can all take it easy on the 29th."

Pang Xi was very polite: "Thank you, Manager Sun, I respect you."

Hu Wenyan followed closely: "Assistant Pang, I wish you success in your work. Assistant Pang's temperament has improved a lot in the past two years!"

Of course, everyone agreed with the financial manager's words, and Zhou Shenjian found another opportunity: "You have met many musicians by following Director Yang, right?"

Pang Xi shook her head in embarrassment: "I don't understand music, I respect Manager Hu..."

Zhou Shenjian is more serious than Wang Yuechun: "How can you say you don't understand? I have only read half of the book and I understand it somewhat..."

Gan Kaicheng patted Zhou Shenjian's arm repeatedly: "How courageous are you? I don't even dare to say that I know music at this table!"

Everyone laughed again, and Yang Jingxing had no choice but to reach out and pull out a piece of cantaloupe in the fruit plate to gnaw. Even the staff member of the artist department who was sitting at the same table with Yang Jingxing dared to join in the fun and asked Manager Zhou about the book he had mentioned before.

I want to learn whatever my name is.

Zhou Shenjian was even more exaggerated: "...it can give you a new understanding of your work! Manager Yang, tell me in front of the boss, how are we cooperating in these battles this year? Has the Propaganda Department kept up with your ideas?"

Yang Jingxing was not drunk: "I will continue to learn from Manager Zhou..."

Mo Zongyin was not interested in books: "Assistant Mr. Pang, let me have a drink with you."

Ming Dezhi, who has been a colleague for many years, was pleasantly surprised: "Can Manager Mo make a joke?"

Huang Weiliang was surprised and supported: "Yes, from now on I will call you Mr. Pang, Assistant."
To be continued...
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