Stir-fried bean sprouts with shallots: continue to recruit black?
Ye Cong didn't like Rotten at this moment, and Rotten was not angry. He held his cell phone and played with him.
"Mr. Ye." The staff knocked on the door and walked in after receiving Ye Cong's permission.
Letian looked up and saw that Ye Cong had no intention of letting her and her son leave, so she would continue to stay here.
It's too cold to go out and it's too hot to go to the shed, so it's better to be here.
After the man came in, he walked directly to Ye Cong's table and placed the files in his hand on the table. "This is all Zhao Ya's performance in this drama. There is only one scene at this moment, and the director said that the scene cannot be used and may have to be refilmed."
"There is no need to re-photograph it." Ye Cong looked down and said, "Contact her agency and sign the termination agreement. We will pay the breach of contract fee."
"Ah?" The staff was stunned for a moment, and wanted to terminate the contract? Then why did they have to slap so many times that day?
"Why, I have to say this again?" Ye Cong leaned on the chair and gently hit the table.
"I dare not, or dare." The staff member said hurriedly, "But the script may change in this way, I'm afraid it won't be able to catch up."
"Let Yu Dong find someone again." Ye Cong would not joke about the future of a play, and he asked Mei Xinlin that that role was necessary, so he would not cut off that role for personal grudges.
Lotte was playing games with his mobile phone. After hearing Ye Cong's words, he couldn't help but look up. Ding Junqi had told her about this, but she didn't expect there would be such a follow-up.
Mr. Ye is indeed a domineering president.
Now Ye Yuwei can rest assured that their little maid met the right person this time.
"But if you change people so rashly, you may continue to attract bad luck to the new lady." The staff member reminded.
Continue to recruit evil?
Ye Cong took back his fingers that he had been tapping on the table, for fear that he would not continue to attract bad luck. Sometimes he would pass by bad luck, but instead helped them.
Seeing that Ye Cong hadn't spoken anything, the staff stopped talking, after all, he was the boss.
"I'll do it now."
Ye Cong leaned on the back of the chair and watched the man leave, his shrewd eyes with a bit of calculating.
"Be careful, Sister Yuwei will come over in person." Letian reminded him, after all, they knew how much Ye Yuwei cared about Xinya.
Ye Cong looked up at Letian, "You women are thinking about calculating others all day long, aren't you upset?"
"Don't blame women for bringing peach blossoms yourself." Letian retorted mercilessly.
"I think you've made a mistake. This is Ding Junqi's peach blossom. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, the one with the most peach blossoms is your actress. "Ye Cong said coldly.
Lotte: “…”
It hurts my heart.
Xinya didn't know Ye Cong's decision at all, and even Ding Junqi only knew about it when she came to pick them up.
Sometimes, Ding Junqi feels that Ye Cong's head will be short-circuited when encountering a new sprout problem, but if you think about his method carefully, it is not a short-circuited head. Instead of solving the problem every time he goes out, it is better to solve it from the root.
Chapter completed!