C692 Who Is Your Boss?
C692 Who Is Your Boss?
Chen Dalee was on the news on his phone. When he saw this interview, he immediately got angry and jumped up from the sofa.
Brother Dalee felt that last night's show, which was full of their hard work and sweat, was definitely the most successful performance in the country.
Whether it was the quality of the model, the atmosphere of the audience, or Nanfang's advanced technology, he was definitely at the top of the country.
Last night's heated reactions from the audience had strongly proven Brother Dalee's idea to be correct.
So, even though after the show last night, when they came back to headquarters to clap hands in excitement and celebrate, Jack had already given them the cold water, saying that the press might be affected by the pressure of some people, turning black and white and slandering Nanfang's filament.
But after seeing this video, the hot-tempered Chen Dalee was still unable to accept this result: "Damn it, look at that old face of yours, what qualifications do you have to represent the seven million citizens of Qingshan City? "If I don't pull out all your f * cking teeth, you will pay the price for your nonsense!"
"Energetic, what are you doing?"
"Calm down!"
"If you really hurt that woman, it will only make things worse."
Seeing him pick up the fruit knife on the table and rush towards the door, Wang Defa, Dung Shixiong and the others hurriedly stopped him.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Chen Dalee's eyes were red from anger. He raised his fruit knife and screamed: "Whoever dares to stop me from killing those old bitches, they are my mortal enemies! I won't rest until I die!"
"Energetic."
Lin Wanqing, who was sitting at the furthest end of the table, quickly stood up and pointed at him with her mouth and eyes, indicating that she wanted him to take a look.
"What are you looking at, look!"
Chen Dalee roared and looked back.
With a single glance, he no longer went insane.
He slowly put down the fruit knife that was held high in the air.
Lee Nanfang sat on the chair behind the old table and looked at him calmly without saying a word.
Brother Dalee felt guilty.
Dung Shixiong and the others also let go of him. They wanted to say something, but then shut their mouths again.
After Brother Dalee was stared at, he lowered his head and said, "Why didn't you charge out and pull out all the teeth in that old lady's mouth? No one will stop you, just go. "
"Boss, I … I …"
Chen Dalee scratched the back of his head, smiled coyly and didn't dare to say anything.
Seeing the calm Lee Nanfang's cold eyes, Dung Shixiong knew that he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart and that it would burst out at any moment.
Especially when he slowly picked up the teacup, Dung Shixiong even had the illusion that the teacup on Chen Dalee's head exploded with a loud bang and blood splattered everywhere.
He quickly said, "Director Li, the truth is that Big Force is also doing it for the company. After suffering an unfair verbal attack, anger strikes at the heart, and his brain is burning."
"I don't blame him. This means that Energetic sees the company as his home. He took the black silk as his own child. When his child is attacked by an unfair language, he, as a family member, will of course be angry. "
Lee Nanfang drank a mouthful of water, put down his teacup, and then said: "Chen Dalee, I just wanted to remind you. You are no longer a street bumpkin. You are the chief security officer of our company, shouldering the safety of the company's headquarters, production workshops, and even the safety of hundreds of employees. No matter what happens, you have to stay calm. "
"Yes, yes, boss, I was wrong."
Chen Dalee, who deeply realized his mistake, quickly bowed and criticized himself.
"I'll give you this month's prize as a lesson."
"Yes, yes, boss."
Chen Dalee was still nodding and bowing, but his face was full of pain.
"But given your excellent working attitude in recent times, I'm very pleased."
Lee Nanfang looked at Lin Wanqing and instructed, "Director of Division Lin, you can get an extra reward of three thousand yuan from Director of Division Chen."
"Alright, Director Li, I'll remember."
Lin Wanqing, who was in charge of financial affairs, immediately nodded in agreement.
At first, when Lee Nanfang said he would punish Chen Dalee, Lin Wanqing was worried that her brother, who had six orifices to the mall, would hurt the loyalty of the employees. She frowned as she pondered about how she could tact and raise her worries about Chen Dalee.
The monthly bonus from Chen Dalee, the head of security, was almost three thousand yuan.
It was enough to make up for the reward for his impulsive action just now.
However, the monthly bonus was the monthly bonus, and the extra reward was the extra reward. They could not be confused.
This way, it would be able to strike a blow to Chen Dalee's calmness and reward his loyalty.
It wasn't difficult for Lee Nanfang to give him a slap and a sweet date.
"Energetic, do you know? The reason why they interviewed that woman was because they wanted you to use violence against her. "
Seeing Chen Dalee behave, Dung Shixiong pointed at him and then asked Lee Nanfang, "Director Li, since the newspapers are slandering us, will our performance tonight continue?"
Qingshan's international Fashion Festival had been convened for a total of three days.
According to Nanfang Group's performance plan, they would also hold a three-day walk show and a literary and artistic performance at the junkyard ruins.
During this period, Croft and the others would appear on stage every day.
But now, Dung Shixiong began to have strong doubts, did they still have to continue performing?
After all, the power of the media was quite strong.
If Nanfang Group and the media take a hard line against each other, the result can only get worse.
Of course, Lee Nanfang could see what Dung Shixiong was thinking.
As a matter of fact, when he had been reading the newspaper word by word, he had been thinking about it.
"Acting." Why not? How much effort did we put in to set up such a high level stage? Is an international supermodel like Croft something that can be invited anytime? "
Lee Nanfang sneered, picked up the newspaper and hit it a few times, then said: "They called them, let's continue doing what we should, it's completely unrelated."
"But I'm afraid that after Croft and the others see the media report, they will —"
Lin Wanqing interrupted, but just as she said that, someone knocked on the office door from outside.
This is Lee Nanfang's company, on the east side of the second floor of the headquarters.
Wu Yujie, who was the closest to the door, quickly opened it.
Gou Zi appeared in everyone's line of sight, his face was filled with panic as he said: "Li, Chief Li, Vice President Dong, Vice President Wang -- Hey, the foreign girl is here!"
Wu Yujie who opened the door was stunned. "What foreign girl?"
Without waiting for Dogman to explain, the sound of high heels came from the corridor outside the door.
Not alone.
Dogman didn't have time to explain, he quickly dodged to the side.
Wu Yujie felt the fragrant wind blowing into her nose. Her eyes then lit up as she saw six or seven foreign girl s, who walked with bewitching movements, no, great beauties, quickly walking over from the staircase.
Behind him, there were a few young women with anxious expressions quietly trying to persuade him of something.
These great beauties were all wearing black windbreaker and sunglasses. They were Croft and the others who had shocked everyone on the stage of Nanfang Group last night.
At this moment, their faces were filled with anger.
The large sunglasses couldn't even cover it.
Behind them were a few young women who were significantly shorter than them. They were their personal agent at Yuping's company.
The agent was trying to persuade them, "I say, ladies and gentlemen, if you have anything to say to us, we will naturally do it for you. Is there a need for you to personally step in and interrogate the boss? "
"Andaluana, you don't have to say anything. The Chinese media is already calling us b * tches. Why aren't they asking us what's going on with the owner of this event? "
"That's right, that's right."
After Demi asked the broker first, Victoria and the others followed closely behind, "We are only putting on our most professional spirit to do our job, why are the Chinese media slandering us like this?"
"No wonder people in the same industry say that China is an ignorant fool who doesn't know how to appreciate the beauty of a country. It would be better to lose our jobs and beg along the street than to come here and perform. "
The group of models were bombarding the brokers until they were rendered speechless. Then, they coldly snorted and walked into the office with their chin held high.
"We also know that even if we complain to the general manager of Nanfang Group, we won't be able to get any substantial results and won't be able to recover our reputation of being splashed with sewage. But, why should he do two things? "
Amongst the group of models, Croft was the most expensive.
Croft, who had been praised as the center of attention, walked at the front without hesitation.
After entering the door, his eyes swept across everyone in the room coldly. He asked arrogantly, "Who is the boss of Nanfang Group?"
Actually, she didn't even need to ask to know who the boss was.
Besides the boss, who else would be qualified to sit on the boss' chair behind the boss' table?
The reason why she asked this was to show Lee Nanfang her might.
There is a name for people, the shadow of trees.
Croft and the others had been famous for many years, and had long since cultivated their auras.
Just like a butcher killing pigs, they would have a strong killing intent towards them.
The auras of Croft and the others, on the other hand, were filled with scorn and arrogance.
As expected, even though Dung Shixiong and the others had seen a lot, they were still unable to breathe due to their sudden outburst. As they subconsciously retreated, they also felt a sense of inferiority.
However, Lee Nanfang didn't. He was still sitting straight on his chair and drinking tea with his cup. He didn't even raise his eyelids.
Boss Lee had experienced too many life and death situations. Among the women he came into contact with, there was no lack of the most outstanding one in the world.
In terms of aura, how could Croft's group possibly compare to Helan Xiaoxin's aura, which was cultivated through flirting on stage, with a good figure?
Could she compare to Loong Chengcheng?
Could she compare to Suya Qier?
Could he even compare to Yue -- that person?
If he took out a random girl, he could easily compare them to him.
These international supermodels, all they hold is a height, a big butt, a big chest, a long leg, a nice plate, a nice long look -- what else is there?
Have they ever killed anyone?
Have they slept with Boss Lee?
What?
No.
Since they didn't, then what right did they have to put on airs in front of Boss Lee?
"You, the boss of the Nanfang Group, Jack, right?"
Croft glared at Lee Nanfang with unfriendly eyes. After half a minute, he still didn't raise his head. Croft became even angrier.
Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything, Chen Dalee suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Is our Boss Li's name casually called by you too?"
As I said before, Croft is Chen Dalee's dream lover.
But could his dream lover be more important than the boss who gave him dignity, status, and prosperity?