Chapter 80

Ye Huanyan doesn't have to say it, and the senior executives here won't fail to recognize who said it.

"Manager Zhao, what else do you have to say?"

Ling Han leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes cold, like a sharp blade, sweeping the high-rise floor here a little bit.

The capital operation of happy media relies on the support of happy entertainment group, ranging from the decoration application of the live broadcast room to the basic wage subsidy of signing a monthly online celebrity. Every penny is paid by happy entertainment group.

But now, I'm afraid none of this money will be spent on the right way.

The four managers of the artist management department worked in collusion to cultivate the contracted artists of the whole company's live broadcast platform into their own harem. If they slept well, they would praise them, and if they couldn't sleep, they would suppress them. There are not a few people, such as the female anchor involved, who are struggling to either wait for the expiration of the contract to leave, or wait for heaven to open their eyes, and become popular overnight.

The reason why the female anchor involved was so desperate was that the manager surnamed Tang had provoked her by coercion and inducement, and she wanted to make a killing with the company before she left.

This trouble ruined her reputation, but as she wished, it came to the head office and in front of Ling Han.

Therefore, the corruption inside happy media, which has always reassured Ling Han, was a little bit stripped of its cocoon, and exposed to the sun. No one expected that under this seemingly bright operation, it was full of carrion and maggots.

Ling Han's fingers gently knocked on the table, word by word, very cold,

"From today on, manager Zhao will take a temporary rest. I will send someone from the head office to take over Yuxin media. Employees who have filed for resignation last night will never be hired. Your current job is to appease contracted artists. I will send someone to supervise and select a number of key training objects this year. I don't want similar things to happen again."

No one dares to refute Ling Han's decision.

In fact, according to his previous behavior, it is not impossible to withdraw the whole company and return the funds to the headquarters. In ye Huanyan's eyes, this is already mercy.

Back in the hotel, Ling Han lay down on the sofa, his suit wrinkled, he closed his eyes, looking a little tired.

Ye Huanyan poured tea on the tea table in front of him and whispered, "President Ling, drink a glass of water."

Ling Han didn't move, still lying on the sofa, but his voice was a little stuffy,

"I don't know how he dealt with these things."

Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned,

He probably said lingdongming.

Ling Dongming has a natural business mind, which she has heard from Jiang Meilan countless times. He is proficient in business. No matter what crisis he encounters, he can come up with a solution at the first time. Moreover, his temper is very mild. It seems that he has never seen him get angry in a hurry.

Ling Han inherited his brain, but not his temper

"If Uncle Ling is still there, he will be angry with them. The way to deal with it is not much different from you. It's just the difference between a good temper and a bad temper. In fact, sometimes when he gets angry with employees, they can take it more seriously. This is what uncle Ling told me at that time. He is also very upset that he won't get angry."

Ling Han turned over from the sofa and sat up,

"You say I have a bad temper?"

Ye Huanyan looked stunned, and his face was chatty,

"Well, it's not that. I mean, I mean, it's important to treat subordinates with kindness and prestige..."

"Both kindness and prestige?"

Ling Han's eyes flashed a look of laughter,

This expression fell into ye Huanyan's eyes, inexplicably afraid.

"Secretary ye, as a subordinate, do you think I'm endo or wido to you?"

The question he suddenly asked made ye Huanyan's face freeze.

"This... This... I think it's just right."

Just think about Ling Han's mood at the moment. Ye Huanyan swallowed his saliva and felt that it was better to leave. He stood up and walked towards the door of the suite,

"Well, I'll ask the hotel if there's any milk. It's better to drink it to help sleep."

"Ye Huanyan..."

His voice rang out behind him.

A meal at the foot, involuntarily fixed in place.

"What do you think of starting over?"

The heart seemed to contract violently at this moment, like suffocation, and then that sentence began to circulate wildly in the brain without limit, and the heart began to bang wildly, as if it was going to jump out of the heart, an emotion that could not be suppressed.

She stood in place with her back to Ling Han, wanting to turn back but not daring to turn back.

She was afraid to look back and see the playful smile on his face and the succeeding irony.

"I..."

Ling Han stood behind her, with a pair of deep eyes floating with rare warmth.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw her in my arms, mumbling twice, as if I was sleeping in an uncomfortable position, moving in his arms. At that moment, I suddenly felt that I could see her when I woke up. There was an unspeakable feeling spreading in my heart.

"You just said..." she slowly turned around and looked up at him, her eyes full of shock.

Looking at her skeptical appearance, Ling Han thought she had scruples, his eyes slightly dimmed for a few minutes, and said faintly,

"You don't have to answer now. I can give you time to think slowly."

The future is long, and he has a lot of time to wait slowly.

When Ling Han said this, ye Huanyan's heart was mixed, not a dream, but reality. It seemed that she should be happy, but at this moment, it seemed that her head could not turn around.

Ling Han's transformation during this period was too big and too sudden. She couldn't even figure out why Ling Han suddenly asked her to move back to her old house some time ago. She was still living in confusion for some time, but suddenly she faced a choice whether to start again.

"I..."

"Just call them to deliver the hot milk. You don't have to go there by yourself."

Ling Han suddenly interrupted her words, and the flat tone accurately connected the previous dialogue, as if the inquiry in the middle had never existed.

Ye Huanyan nodded nervously, his head heavy.

That night, there were two scenes in the two bedrooms across the living room.

Ye Huanyan tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. After lying down for a while, he felt uncomfortable and finally felt a little sleepy. His mind involuntarily thought of the words Ling Han said at night, and his brain instantly woke up and began to tangle.

He simply got up from the bed and sat down on the sofa with two pillows of different colors from the hotel. The two pillows were placed on the tea table in front of him.

"Do you think we should get back together?" She squatted beside the black pillow, imitating Ling Han's deep tone.

After saying this, he quickly jumped behind the white pillow and said frantically,

"What do I think? I've slept with you for more than half a year. Don't you know what I think?"

After chatting for a while, she squatted back behind the black pillow with a cold tone,

"You don't have to answer now. I can give you time to think slowly."

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the black pillow on the ground and trampled on it,

"Fuck you, don't answer now, fuck you. Give me time to think about it. I need to think about a fart. I'm just a man like you. Why do you grind like this when you should be tough?"