Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

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In the morning, Guangyao Media Company Building.

In the office at the end of the top floor, the decoration is extremely luxurious. There are several medieval oil paintings and retro horns hanging on the wall. The colorful enamel vases on the table reflect the dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

Zhou Wenbin had a cup of black coffee in his hand, and the whole body was relaxed and stuck on the leather sofa behind him. His expression was quite comfortable.

The man wore an Armani haute couture suit with a Patek Philippe-qualified watch. The hair was bright and shiny. Although he was a middle-aged man, he was over forty years old, but he was very well-maintained. In his early thirties.

At the moment, Zhou Wenbin is sitting opposite, wearing a slightly old white T-shirt and washed jeans, simple black short hair, clean face, no makeup, the shadow of the back is a creator. Under the flawless face.

But the man’s eyes were bleak, and the meager lips were not a trace of blood, and the whole body was covered with a cold and dead atmosphere.

Zhou Wenbin sipped his coffee leisurely, and he was forced to look up at the other side. "Lochen, how? Do you think about it?"

Luo Chen’s body was abnormally thin and thin, but his back was quite straight. He heard the stiff back of the back and trembled in a hurry. The faint scorpion was cold to the extreme cold, but soon the chill was smashed. The darkness of the bottom is swallowed, turning into a desperate defeat.

At this time, a knock of the door "咚咚咚" sounded, interrupting the silence in the room.

A man in a gray suit and a bloated man rushed in sweatingly. When he saw Zhou Wenbin, he shouted in panic. "Director Zhou...the big thing is not good..."

Zhou Wenbin, who was disturbed by the leisure and elegance, suddenly frowned and looked dissatisfied toward each other. "What is it in the early morning?"

The fat man anxiously said, "Zhou Zhou, the top did not even say hello, suddenly sent a new agent to come over and said that it is coming today, and let us all fully cooperate with his work, you say this what's the meaning?"

Although the performance of Guangyao is the tail of the crane among the subsidiaries of the world, it is a global brand, and it is better to rely on the big tree to enjoy the cold than other small brokerage companies.

Whether it is an artist or a broker, it is not easy to enter the glory. It is necessary to have relevant professional experience and educational background. The interview has passed through five levels and the requirements are quite demanding.

The point is that Zhou Wenbin is the boss now, and any artist, including the broker, must have seen the nod before he enters the company.

Now suddenly a free agent came over and gave him such a big privilege. No one can be convinced, especially Zhou Wenbin’s party, which will naturally pay special attention.

Zhou Wenbin heard the words and sighed with a sigh of sorrow, and there was a hint of gloom on the surface, and it was cold and screaming. "Is that called Ye Bai?"

The fat man nodded again and again, "Yes! It's this name, Director Zhou, you know?"

Zhou Wenbin didn't know what to think, and his face was even more ugly. "It's just a fledgling little boy. It can be turned over on my site. What to do, a little thing is worth making a fuss!"

Hehe, this stinky boy, did not expect that he actually found the high-flying of Mars Weekly to reverse the public opinion, and finally let Han Yuyu salted fish turn over, white broke his good deeds.