It rained heavily in the middle of the night. After receiving a call from Zhang Zihua, Wei Lang hurried to the agreed hotel.
They used to meet here often.
Only this time, he came very reluctantly.
“Don’t drink!” Wei Lang snatched the glass, sighed helplessly, and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.
“Why don’t you drink? My career and my life are about to be ruined, I… what can I do besides drinking?” Zhang Zihua was drunk crazy while grabbing Wei Lang’s tie. She looked confused and kept getting closer to Wei Lang.
Her voice was unusually lazy, “Don’t you miss the days of the past at all? Now that Jiao Yize is back, our good days are over!”
“You’re sober!” Wei Lang unceremoniously pulled her hand away.
“Hey, you still have to pretend to be tall? Tomorrow, Mr. Cheng will prepare such a grand welcome ceremony for Wei Lang, don’t you understand what it is for? The position of artist director has been vacant for five years. She has been waiting for Jiao Yize to come back, you With me, just a clown that’s not worth mentioning!”
Wei Lang took a half step back and picked up Zhang Zihua’s bag from the bed, “You are drunk, I will send you back.”
“Go back? I don’t! Wei Lang, you should be a little more sober. When Jiao Yize becomes the director of the artist, will Ole still have our place? The only person Cheng Yun trusts is him.” Zhang Zihua fell on the bed with a corner of her mouth. There was a sarcasm smile.
But although she was drunk, what she said was right.
After so many years, the shadow of that incident has never disappeared.
“We exposed his relationship with Zhuo Yu together, which caused such a tragedy…It was we who shared his resources equally. Do you think he will let us go when he comes back now?”
“So, you called me…”
“We must do it first!” Zhang Zihua said with a smile, “I have already figured it out. As long as we cooperate and talk to Mr. Cheng together, she will definitely weigh both sides. If she really makes up her mind, she must keep Jiao Yize as the director of artiste. , Then I will take my artist away.”
“How long have you planned?”
Wei Lang calmed down and stared at the woman in front of him indifferently.
Jiao Yize came back suddenly, and it didn’t take long, but Zhang Zihua dared to say this to him tonight, it means that she has taken action long ago, even if there is no Jiao Yize, she will betray Cheng Yun sooner or later.
“I don’t care about that, I’ll just ask you a word, cooperate with me, or stay in Ole, and be slowly tortured to death by Jiao Yize.”
They have accumulated a lot of resources in Ole in the past few years. If the artists are taken away at once, Ole’s strength will be greatly reduced. It is impossible for Cheng Yun to ignore it, not to mention that Jiao Yize still has an artist.
In this way, they have a great chance of winning.
Seeing him silently, Zhang Zihua said with a sneer, “How about going to Mr. Cheng to talk to Mr. Cheng before the welcome ceremony tomorrow morning?”
Her hands clung to Wei Lang’s neck, showing her feminine charm to her heart’s content.
“Wei Lang…”
Their plan looks seamless, but who told them that Jiao Yize has no artists!
Zhang Zihua wanted to get ahead, but chose the most undesirable path.
Early the next morning, they walked into the door of Ole together and went straight to Cheng Yun’s office.
When Cheng Yun saw them appear together, she was a little strange. She put down the file in her hand and looked at them, “Something?”
“Cheng, I’m here to resign.” Zhang Zihua smiled and put the resignation letter on the table.
At the same time, Wei Lang also said, “Me too.”
Cheng Yun’s face sank, and he paused for a few seconds, “What are you doing?”
“Mr. Cheng, we know that you value Yize and it took a lot of effort to invite him back, but…the things that happened to us in the past, he still misunderstands us, if he officially enters the company, the three of us will be very embarrassed. , So we left voluntarily.”
Cheng Yun looked at them incredulously, and paused for a while before saying, “You guys, threaten me?”
“It’s not a threat, Mr. Cheng, we have been with you for so many years. We have nothing to do. We only hope that the company will get better and better, but if Jiao Yize comes back…” Zhang Zihua was halfway through her words, showing a faint smile.
“Wei Lang, this is what you think? You can’t get through with Yi Ze?” Cheng Yun was obviously a little disappointed.
Wei Lang’s eyes darkened a bit and nodded.
Zhang Zihua became even more proud. “I already won the role of Director Zhao for Xiao Yu yesterday, but Jiao Yize took the role from it and snatched the role. I don’t know what the company expects of him, but if a company’s colleagues I have to compete with each other like this. I really can’t stay. I don’t want the artist in my hand to be so awkward.”
“I sincerely congratulate him on his return to Ole, but I chose to leave with my artist.”
Cheng Yun raised her eyes coldly and looked at Zhang Zihua.
She just said, her artist?
It’s so ridiculous, when did Ole’s artist become her!
Cheng Yun was already on the verge of anger, but because of the welcome ceremony in the afternoon, she did not throw the two resignation letters on their faces.
The atmosphere is very depressing.
“Okay, I know what you mean, go back first, and I will give you a satisfactory answer.”
Cheng Yun gave the order to chase away the guests. Zhang Zihua and Wei Lang looked at each other and walked out of the office together.
“What I said is wrong! The artist we have is enough for Mr. Cheng to weigh whether it is worthwhile for Jiao Yize to return to Ole!”
Zhang Zihua became more arrogant, “Wait, the welcome ceremony in the afternoon will soon become a dismissal ceremony!”
Wei Lang recalled Cheng Yun’s expression, always feeling something was wrong.
Cheng Yun did not agree or disagree. Will they really get caught up in their threats and give up Jiao Yize?
In the office, Cheng Yun sneered. She was too kind to make these two people so rampant, and even delusional to take Ole’s artists away?
On the other side, Yan Xi was ready for the welcome ceremony in the afternoon.
She wore a long one-piece dress made by the famous Italian designer Owen. The gold-pink skirt was as elegant as a fishtail. The crochet design at the collarbone made Yan Xi’s skin look fairer. Her long hair was scattered, and she only did A simple curly hair, with red lips and heavy makeup, don’t have a charm.
But unlike the gentle and quiet in the past, she is more like a queen today.
Her beauty is natural, like a gravitational whirlpool, which makes people can’t help but fall for her.
Jiang Mochen put his arm around her slender waist, reluctantly dropped a kiss on her earlobe, “Come back early.”
Yan Xi blinked and asked deliberately, “Do you prefer me to dress like this?”
“I love you all the way.” He praised it sincerely, and personally drove her into the car.
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