"Hey, brother, what are you talking about? We are a family. You don't have to be so polite with me. Isn't it what I should do?"
Ding Ning said happily. He grabbed the luggage from Song Ziwen's hand and walked to the Phaeton first.
"Yes, yes, we are a family. Then we won't stand on ceremony."
Song Ziwen beamed with joy. The more he looked at Ding Ning, the more he liked him. He even said to Song Ziyi, who was sulking on the side, earnestly, "Where can you find such a boyfriend? You have to cherish him. I'm warning you, I've decided to make him my brother-in-law. If you dare to dump him, don't call me big brother in the future."
"I … I know."
Song Ziyi wanted to cry but had no tears. She wanted to argue, but looking at her brother's serious face, she knew he was not joking at all. As the saying goes, the elder brother is the father. She did not want to make her brother unhappy when he was about to leave, so she could only agree in a low voice.
She smiled like a flower, but in her heart, she cursed Ding Ning's ancestors. She cursed crazily, "God, earth, please send a bolt of lightning to strike this damn scoundrel, stinking hooligan, big pervert, and thick-skinned!"
On the way, Song Ziyi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had endless things to say to her brother and sister-in-law, but she ignored Ding Ning. Song Ziwen was so anxious that he kept winking at her.
Ding Ning did not care and chatted with Song Ziwen. Although Song Ziwen was not well educated, he had been struggling in society for many years and had rich life experience. He had a very sharp and unique view of things, and his views on some social issues were also to the point, which made Ding Ning feel that he was quite congenial to him.
In the end, they exchanged phone numbers and promised to keep in touch when they had time. Song Ziwen also smiled and said that if his sister bullied him, she should call him and he would teach her a lesson.
Ding Ning immediately took advantage of the situation and called him "Big Brother" affectionately, which made Song Ziyi gnash his teeth in hatred.
After saying goodbye reluctantly, Ding Ning looked straight ahead and did not say a word on the way back. Song Ziyi crossed her arms and looked out of the window angrily. She did not want to talk to this shameless man.
"Where are you going?"
Ding Ning asked indifferently when they were about to arrive at the Flourishing Huating Courtyard. He was not as enthusiastic as before.
"Home!"
Song Ziyi said coldly.
"Home? Aren't you working today? "
Ding Ning asked in surprise. In his impression, celebrities had to take on jobs every day, and they were so busy that their feet never touched the ground. Song Ziyi did not go to work, which made him feel very rare.
"None of your business!"
Song Ziyi had just parted with her brother and was in a bad mood. When she heard that, she retorted angrily.
The corners of Ding Ning's mouth twitched. It was early in the morning, so he didn't bother to bicker with her. He focused on driving without saying a word.
Song Zi Yi saw his stern face and remembered that no matter what, he was her savior. Such impolite words seemed a little overboard, and she felt slightly apologetic.
She seemed to be talking to herself, but also explaining to him, "Sister Hua has just been fired, and the crew hasn't informed me to start working yet. The company will definitely arrange a new agent for me. I'm going to the company to have a look."
"Oh, I'm also going to Tiangong Entertainment to do something. Do you want me to wait for you and give you a ride?"
Ding Ning said indifferently. He knew Song Ziyi's character and temper. In front of Song Ziwen, he could take advantage of her verbally in a joking way, but if he was alone with her, he'd better restrain himself. The more attentive he was, the more likely he would arouse her dislike. This girl could definitely put him on the blacklist at any time.
"I … Okay!"
Song Ziyi wanted to refuse, but she suddenly remembered that her car had been damaged a few days ago and was still parked in the repair shop. Now it was rush hour, and it was difficult to take a taxi. As a celebrity, it was impossible for her to squeeze into the bus or take the subway. So she simply agreed.
Ding Ning was secretly happy. Anyway, Song Ziyi didn't seem to hate him as much as he imagined, but he couldn't be too hasty at this time.
Song Ziyi was a very cautious person, but he was also a very proud person. Only by maintaining his composure and keeping a distance from her, could he arouse her competitiveness and curiosity.
As the saying went, curiosity killed the cat. When she became curious about a man, she would not be far from falling in love with him.
So Ding Ning was very patient. Even if Song Ziyi changed her clothes for more than an hour, he didn't show the slightest impatience and drove her to Tiangong Entertainment with a calm look.
The reason why the old-fashioned method of picking up girls by loosening the reins to better grasp was that they had a good grasp of the degree of success. As long as they could grasp the degree of success, no matter how old-fashioned the method was, it would be successful.
Just like at this moment, if Ding Ning showed any impatience, he would quickly lose points in Song Ziyi's heart. She would think that a man like him had neither patience nor grace.
As long as he left such a bad impression on her, she might directly sentence him to death in her heart, and he wouldn't even have a chance to approach her, let alone keep a distance from her.
So, how to grasp the degree of success was the most important thing. Only by making her feel that you were a good person, even if she didn't like you, she didn't hate you, and at least was willing to have some contact with you, could you slowly show your charm and make her unconsciously like you. Only in this way could you have the chance to loose the reins to better grasp.
Otherwise, she wouldn't even let you see her face or talk to her. She would directly ignore you and ignore you. Even if you had great abilities, there would be no place for you to show them!
Since Ding Ning learned psychology, he had combined theory with practice, and his level of picking up girls had improved by leaps and bounds. He was no longer the fledgling who would even blush when talking to women.
His just right way of dealing with him made Song Ziyi's attitude much better than before, although she didn't completely let down her guard. At least, she didn't ignore him coldly and occasionally took the initiative to chat with him.
This was progress!
Ding Ning didn't have a good future. He found that when Song Ziyi talked to him, he would feel flattered.
In fact, when he thought about it carefully, he also felt that he was very cheap. If he directly told her that he was Ning Ding, everything would be smooth sailing.
But he didn't know why he just didn't want to do that. Maybe he wanted to conquer her with his charm, which would make him feel more accomplished and satisfied.
Sometimes the result was not important. The important thing was to enjoy the process!
Ding Ning thought shamelessly and felt that his pretentiousness seemed to have risen a lot, and his whole soul had been sublimated.
From frowning at her coldly, to occasionally talking to her, and then to talking and laughing, this was what Ding Ning had gained along the way.
When he arrived at Tiangong Entertainment, Ding Ning reluctantly watched Song Ziyi shake her sexy buttocks and leave. Then he walked to the front desk with his head held high. As a result, he was tragically asked by the front desk if he had an appointment. After learning that he didn't have an appointment, the front desk directly refused his request to enter the company in a gentle but stern manner.
Ding Ning was very annoyed. After all, he was the largest shareholder. When he entered his company to meet his subordinates, he even had to call his subordinates. How could he, the chairman of the board, endure this?
Therefore, in order to maintain the dignity and face of his chairman, Ding Ning directly turned invisible without moral integrity and swaggered to the safe passage. He had no choice. The elevator was crowded with people, and even if he was invisible, he had to be forced to show himself.
The front desk lady stood up with a blank face and looked around, looking for the trace of Ding Ning. Naturally, she found nothing. She couldn't help but shiver all over, and her face turned pale. She kept muttering in her heart, "Where is the little handsome guy? He was here just now. How could he disappear in the blink of an eye? Did I see a ghost in the daytime?"
"I really don't understand why bosses like to put their offices on the top floor. Can it be that they have a sense of accomplishment when they stand on the top and look down on all the people? Aren't they afraid that they have no place to run when they catch fire? "
Ding Ning climbed to the top of the 60th floor in one breath. Although his mouth was not dry and he was not out of breath, he still muttered discontentedly to himself.
In the chairman's conference room, Ouyang Yuntian was sitting upright and still. He was sitting at the head of the table and listening to the report of the management of Heavenly Palace. The extremely obvious dark circles under his eyes showed that he did not sleep well last night. From time to time, he took a sip of bitter strong tea to refresh himself.
However, since he tasted the flower tea of the pavilion in the air last night, it seemed that this Tie Guanyin, which had always been his favorite, was a little difficult to swallow.
However, his spirit seemed to be extremely excited. Even though his eyes were bloodshot and he looked very tired, he still looked very energetic.
"In general, the company's performance this year has increased by three percent compared with last year. Although this increase is very insignificant compared with the previous years, there is a reason for this."
The person who was talking with confidence and confidence was Xu Wenle, the financial director of Heavenly Palace.
He was less than 40 years old, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked gentle. Although he was slightly thin and short, no one dared to look down on him. He was a graduate student from the Department of Economics and Management of Yan University, and he also had the titles of a certified public accountant, a tax accountant, and other titles. He was very capable.
When Xu Wenle said this, he adjusted the leg of his glasses and looked at a middle-aged man sitting across the conference table with a thick smile on his face. He was half-bald and expressionless, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He said humorously, "As for the specific reason, I think it is more appropriate to let Director Wang explain it in person. After all, I am not a member of the Human Resources Department. If I overstep my authority, Director Wang will definitely give me a hard time."
After that, Xu Wenle gracefully bowed and sat down. He smiled and played with the teacup, naturally passing the reporting power to Director Wang.
"Haha!"
Everyone laughed knowingly. In fact, even without Xu Wenle's words, everyone knew what was going on. After all, the company had signed dozens of first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier artists from the three major entertainment companies in one go before the end of the year. The signing fee alone was not a small expense, not to mention the cost of packaging and publicity for these artists, which led to the financial statements of Heavenly Palace Entertainment not looking good in previous years.
"Director Xu, you are welcome. I am worried!"
Director Wang had always been known for his unsmiling manner. When interviewing employees who came to apply for the job, he had scared several little girls to tears, and he was nicknamed "the black-faced judge" by the employees of the company behind his back.
Seeing the kindness conveyed by Xu Wenle, he grinned and squeezed out a stiff smile on his paralyzed face. He stood up, bowed slightly in the direction of Ouyang Yuntian and the three vice presidents, cleared his throat, and said in a cadence, "In fact, even if I don't say it, everyone knows what is going on. But since Director Xu has said it, I will report it. Yes, the company's financial statements may seem to be worse than in previous years, but this does not mean that the company's performance is bad. On the contrary, the company's performance has increased by at least 20% compared with previous years. There are reasons for this."
Speaking of this, Director Wang's expressionless face flushed. He forcibly suppressed his inner excitement and waved his arms to strengthen the persuasiveness of his words. "I am not in charge of finance, and I don't understand it, but I know how many artists the company has just signed this year. The signing fee, packaging fee, and publicity fee of these artists are all huge expenses …"
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