H City, Quicksand Culture Media Co., Ltd., headquarters building.

Although it was already ten o’clock at night, the conference room on the 21st floor was still brightly lit.

I saw a tall young man pacing back and forth on the ground, his expression looking a little unnatural.

And in the chairs in the conference room, there were already many people sitting at this time.

Most of these people were middle-aged people, one by one, with a sad expression, from time to time glancing at the pacing man with the corner of his eye.

During the good rest time, they were called to the company for a meeting, and everyone had some complaints in their hearts.

“Oh, what time is it, there is nothing to let people go, my child will find his mother again in a while.”

I saw a fashionably dressed hot mother with a gloomy face, and muttered reluctantly. Her son has just turned three months, it is the time to find his mother, and now she is asked to work overtime at this point, isn’t it embarrassing?

“Oh Sister Li, don’t complain, you look at my head, halfway through the haircut, the chairman will let me appear in the office immediately, otherwise you will fire me, you say I am not worried.”

Several people around him heard the young man’s words and looked at him one after another. I saw that he took off his hat, revealing a hairstyle that was half long and half short, which really made people laugh.

“Ahhhh

Several people in the neighborhood looked at his hairstyle, and they couldn’t help it. But because the chairman was in front, he didn’t dare to laugh out loud, so he could only endure it.

“Xiao Liu, hurry up and put your hat on, you have held me out of my internal injuries, poof, ha…” an older woman covered her zui and laughed.

“Hey, the chairman doesn’t say a reason, just let us wait.”

“I heard that it should be the imitation pipe, and the day after tomorrow will be the delivery day.”

“Yo, that hot potato, these people in our company can’t make it, don’t look for it in H City, no one can do it.”

“Hey, it depends on whether Old Master Qin can turn the tide, that pipe, I can’t do anything…” A bald man touched his head and shook his head and said.

…………

Due to Qin Tianze’s usual iron-fisted policy, even at such a late hour, he still called over most of the core of the company according to his father’s orders.

In addition to some business trips, there are also those who travel, and now those present are the mainstay of quicksand culture.

Although these people are all kinds and their appearance is not pretty, but when you name the stage name, each of them is a well-known artist.

Especially the bald man Zhang Wengang, he is known as the second person in the strength of the quicksand culture, and the first person is none other than Qin Jinming, the founder of quicksand.

“Tread, tread…”

While everyone was chatting, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the conference room.

These people immediately shut up, and everyone knew that today’s protagonist appeared.

After Qin Tianze heard the footsteps, he quickly opened the door of the conference room.

Looking at Qin Jinming, who was in the corridor, Qin Tianze couldn’t help but complain.

“Dad, how did you arrive, everyone has been waiting for a long time.”

When Qin Jinming saw this son who stabbed Louzi, he was angry again.

Ignoring him, he walked straight into the conference room.

When Qin Jinming walked into the conference room, everyone seemed to see the backbone of the main heart, and all stood up from their chairs and bowed ninety degrees to Qin Jinming.

“Qin Dong, good evening!”

Without a word, there is such a deterrent.

In the entire quicksand, only Qin Jinming alone was able to achieve this level. Qin Tianze was far worse than his father.

Qin Jinming hadn’t appeared in the company for a long time, but his old subordinates still respected him immensely.

In the eyes of everyone, it was Qin Jinming who founded Quicksand that would make them where they are today. This kindness deserves their respect.

After Qin Jinming entered the house, he sat down on the main throne, and then came his old and strong voice.

“Sit down! Calling everyone over so late must not be happy in anyone’s heart, but what I will say next will make everyone so excited that they can’t sleep all night! ”

Many of the people present had worked under Qin Jinming, and they were well aware of Qin Jinming’s character. The way he looks now, it really looks like something big has happened.

“Dad, what the hell is going on? Did you make a pipe? ”

Qin Tianze really didn’t know how big a deal it was, and it was worth stirring the crowd so much.

Qin Jinming glanced at Qin Tianze and snorted coldly.

“If I hadn’t found a worldly master, I’ll see how you would clean up this mess.”

For Qin Jinming’s scolding, Qin Tianze had long been accustomed to it, and chose automatic filtering at this time.

“Dad, is that pipe really ready?” Qin Tianze shouted excitedly.

Everyone present had imitated the pipe, and they were well aware of how difficult it was to make.

At this time, everyone turned their attention to the old chairman, all looking forward to his answer.


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