A dream-fulfilling bracelet flew over, and the rich boss has a deep routine

Cao Weiming suddenly spoke up and made a direct request:

"Boss Ming, when can I be transferred to the headquarters?

I personally nurtured Xiao Ding, and she's about to become very successful. When that happens, will you forget what you promised me?"

"Don't worry, I promised you that I would transfer you to the headquarters and I won't break my promise. During this time, I told you about Jia Mi, and you did a great job. I saw it with my own eyes."

With Ming Siyao's words, Cao Weiming's heart, which was about to break down, finally calmed down.

Just now, he thought he had paid so much, but his leader didn't see it at all.

He is underestimating himself.

It turns out that Mr. Ming knows his efforts and abilities.

that's enough!

"Please rest assured, President Ming! I, Cao Weiming, will follow President Ming's lead and will go through fire and water until my death!"

call ended.

At noon, in the company cafeteria.

Ding Jiami finished lunch and prepared to return to the office.

A loud cell phone ringtone rang out: "I want to make money, I want to get rich quickly, I want to become beautiful, thin and cool, I want a lot of money..."

She glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

She remembered what Ming Siyao said, that ZN Film and Television Company would discuss the novel adaptation with her today.

This call should be from a staff member of the film and television company.

Ding Jiami's heart couldn't help but beat nervously, the corners of her mouth curved up, and her little face bloomed like a flower.

This novel was published on the platform, but since Ding Jiami was the one who agreed to the adaptation herself, the platform's share was relatively small, and she could get a bigger share. If she could successfully sign the contract, her royalties would be at least tens of thousands of yuan, right?

With this money, she no longer has to worry about her mother's medical expenses!

Ding Jiami cleared her throat and answered the phone with a sweet voice:

"Hello."

A female voice in an unknown language came from the other end of the phone, and she spoke a long string of words as soon as the call was connected.

Ding Jiami didn't understand a word.

Is the person on the other end speaking a dialect or a foreign language?

Want to test her?

No way, is the threshold for film and television companies so high now? Do I have to master various languages ​​to negotiate with them?

Weird!

She frowned and asked nervously, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are saying. Can we communicate in Mandarin?"

Unexpectedly, the other person hung up the phone as soon as he heard it.

What's happening here?

Ding Jiami sent a message to Ming Siyao.

What languages ​​do the employees of ZN Films usually speak?

At this time, Ming Siyao was lying on the sofa in the office with his eyes closed.

When he saw that it was a message from Ding Jiami, he sat up with a somersault.

Replied: [Of course it’s Mandarin. What? Did they give you a hard time? ]

Ding Jiami: [No, no.]

Ming Siyao: [Don't worry, I'm here, no one dares to bully you! ]

He was eager to protect his wife, so he immediately called Cai Ya, the head of ZN Film and Television Company.

His expression was serious, but his voice was still slow and measured, "Cai Ya, have you done what I asked you to do?"

A pleasant female voice came from the phone:

"Mr. Ming, I've already arrived in City B. I just got off the plane and haven't made an appointment with Miss Ding yet."

"You went by yourself?"

"Correct!"

"That's good. I was worried that you might mess things up if you asked your men to go. I'd feel more at ease if you went by yourself!"

Ming Siyao had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly thought of something and spoke hastily, "By the way, you and Miss Ding should just communicate in Mandarin. Don't use foreign languages ​​or dialects."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke with some difficulty, "I was born and raised in Kyoto, and I have always spoken Mandarin..."

"Oh, oh, yes!"

Ming Siyao thought of something else and reminded her, "In short, you must be polite, courteous, and considerate to Miss Ding. Don't scare her away."

Cai Ya was silent for a few seconds, then spoke with difficulty:

"I shouldn't scare people away, I don't look scary...

Could it be that Mr. Ming has doubts about my PR abilities? That's not the case. We've been working together for a while now, and you're well aware of my abilities..."

Ming Siyao nodded: "I am naturally aware of your abilities. I am just worried that Miss Ding will not sign the work to us."

The other end of the phone issued a soul-searching question:

"Could it be that Miss Ding's book is a masterpiece? I've only seen authors begging us to adapt their books, but I've never seen a production company rushing to sign a writer."

Ming Siyao didn't know what he was worried about, and he felt a little confused. "Anyway, just be careful!"

I was about to end the call.

Suddenly, he thought of another question: "Also, you should meet Miss Ding near their company. Don't go too far. It will be inconvenient for her to go back to work."

The other party chuckled: "Okay, Mr. Ming, I've taken note of everything. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Nothing."

"Then I'll report back to you when things are done."

call ended.

Cai Ya put away her phone and covered her mouth with her hands, laughing secretly.

She had never seen the smart and capable President Mingda worrying endlessly like he did today, he was just like a nanny!

Who exactly is that Miss Ding?

She is really getting more and more curious!

After leaving the airport, Cai Ya hailed a taxi at the intersection.

When she arrived near Ding Jiami's workplace, she took out her phone and called, "Hello, I'm Cai Ya, the head of ZN Film and Television Company. Is this Ms. Ding Jiami?"

The person on the other end of the phone quickly answered: "Hello, yes, I'm Ding Jiami."

Cai Ya politely and courteously invited him, "Are you free now to discuss cooperation? I'm in the coffee shop downstairs from your company."

Ding Jiami was flattered.

The sudden joy impacted every cell in her body, and her voice became lively and loud.

"Whenever I'm free, I'll be there right away!"

It turns out that the staff of ZN Film and Television are so friendly.

She checked the call records and found that this phone number was different from the one that spoke in a foreign language.

It seems that the foreign language caller just now must have dialed the wrong number.

Ding Jiami took the printed documents and left the office.

Afternoon cafe.

The sunlight shines through the glass windows, adding a touch of warmth to the room.

In the corners where sunlight doesn't reach, a soft, dim yellow light lingers, perfectly contrasting with the smooth, beige floor. Melodious light music and the rich aroma of coffee fill the empty space.

There were not many customers, and Ding Jiami soon saw the woman waving at her.

A dignified, beautiful and elegant beauty.

Ding Jiami came to the table and greeted her: "Hello, I'm Ding Jiami."

"I'm Cai Ya." The beauty stood up.

The two shook hands and sat down.

Cai Ya looked at Ding Jiami and explained her purpose with a smile.

Although she seemed to be talking about work, her focus was not on work.

She was very curious about what kind of girl was the one that President Ming paid so much attention to?