Divine Lucky Star

This is poor... But this person is quite responsible, which is good.

Walking in again, Wang Hao glanced at it casually, and saw several people from the personnel department muttering inside, Wang Hao pricked up his ears to listen, and the voice inside came intermittently——

"Manager Lin, I beg you, tell me to go, I really can't stand it anymore!"

"I want to resign, can't I resign?!"

Then I heard a female voice almost crying: "Now is the most difficult time for the company. If you persevere and persist, it will be good for a month? Otherwise, if you leave, we will find someone again. No way!"

Lin Xiaoyun shook her head helplessly, and said, "My sister Lin Xiaoyu, alas, she is almost going crazy from this torture!"

This is really the rhythm of falling trees and hozens!

Continuing to walk in, Wang Hao was completely stunned by a room just after taking two steps! Looking in through the window... can't see anything! The whole room is like a big chimney mouth, and no one can see it!

Lin Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "Zhao Fei, editor of the plot, during this period of time he was so worried that he smoked one cigarette after another, three packs a day! At the beginning when the benefits were good, he smoked 15 packs of Yellow Crane Tower, but now it has changed. Seven wolves for five yuan a pack..."

Wang Hao: "..."

This is definitely a rhythm that is almost unbearable to smoke. Look at this tragedy...

The two of them took another two steps, and at this moment they saw a girl holding a stack of manuscripts, chasing a middle-aged man in a suit and begging, "Editor Li, please give us a chance! Believe that our company's works will definitely work!"

"This work of yours is really not good," said editor-in-chief Li, shaking his head as he walked, "This kind of work can only be used as stock when it is printed, I am really sorry."

Damn, what works can only be used as inventory?

Out of curiosity, Wang Hao walked over, snatched the manuscript from the girl's hand, and laughed after just looking at it!

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be a detective comic? What a joke!"

Are detective comics trivial? Who is this person with such a big tone?

Editor-in-Chief Li looked Wang Hao up and down, and asked curiously, "Who are you? Do you know detective comics well?"

In fact, he was just asking casually, but he didn't want to, Wang Hao ignored him at all, but looked at the entire office and frowned fiercely.

In fact, Wang Hao is definitely no stranger to comics, and he can make everyone submissive in minutes.

But now he discovered one of the biggest problems of this comic company!

That's why it's so dead here.

A company can be without money, but it cannot be without morale! If the morale of the company's employees is gone, and they spend their days together all day long, even if they have any creative ideas, they must be useless!

This is not possible, Wang Hao slammed the manuscript in his hand on the table, and said loudly: "Everyone listen to me, I don't care if you want to resign or what you want to do, anyway, put down what you have right now , come to the meeting room!"

If it was another company, at least one would have to ask who this person is, but in Lin Xiaoyun's company, no one said anything!

All the employees in the office are all downcast——

"What kind of meeting is there at this time? Let's dismiss it quickly..."

"Yeah, this submission was rejected again, there is no hope..."

"Are you planning to declare the company bankrupt? Look at Sister Lin's disheveled appearance..."

"Let's listen first. Sister Lin is pretty good anyway, and she's about to go her separate ways, and it's not too late, alas..."

Those who can take the initiative to go to the meeting room are considered good, and there are still many people who didn't move at all, as if they didn't hear Wang Hao's words!

Painter Zhang Zhengyang was still scratching his hair and rubbing paper balls, and the sound of lighting a cigarette came from the room of plot editor Zhao Fei. People in the personnel department continued to talk about resignation...

Brother knew that if this company had such an atmosphere, no one would veto it, and he would have to destroy himself!

In such an emergency, extraordinary means must be used. Wang Hao walked directly to Zhang Zhengyang's painting table, snatched the brush from his hand without saying a word, and then directly tore his painting book into pieces, and then went up with a kick. : "Immediately go to the conference room for me to prepare for the meeting! If you don't go, I will kick you in!"

This clay figurine still has three parts earthy nature, but this Zhengyang is just like a wooden figurine, not even feeling angry at all, he got up in a daze and walked to the meeting room...

Ignoring him for now, Wang Hao ran to the door of Zhao Fei, the plot editor, and shouted loudly: "It's not your fault that others don't want your work, and I wouldn't accept it if it were me! What is this about! Detective comics Ah! You’re drawing a detective cartoon, right? But why does this plot look like romance?! It’s solving a case! It’s all kinds of strange killing methods!”

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, there was a bang, and the screenwriter Zhao Fei rushed out of the office with billowing smoke! As soon as he appeared, half of the office was shrouded in smog, which was even more awesome than the smog!

"Who said my work is not good?! Who said?!" After Zhao Fei rushed out, he looked around, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like an angry bull! Some employees of the company were afraid of a fight, so three or four employees hurried forward, hugging arms and legs, trying to persuade: "Editor Zhao, don't get excited, don't get excited, you have something to say. Speak well!"

Wang Hao looked at Zhao Fei who had three boxes of seven wolves every day, and said, "I said, why, don't you agree?"

Originally, Wang Hao thought that according to Zhao Fei's current state, he might have to fight today, but he didn't want Zhao Fei to rush over, hugged Wang Hao's thigh, and cried loudly: "Help! Help! Ah! I've been thinking about this plot for six days and six nights! I really can't think of anything that can move people! If you can, please help me out! I'm dying of anxiety!"

Oh shit, what's the situation?

"Stop talking nonsense, go to the conference room!" Wang Hao kicked him away: "Smoking is not allowed after entering, do you hear me?"

After finishing Zhao Fei, Wang Hao went to the door of the personnel department again, rushed inside and said, "I don't care if you plan to resign or not, just go to the conference room for a meeting right away! Now, hurry up! There's still you," Wang Hao pointed at Lin Xiaoyun Little sister: "You too go right away!"

The two resigned employees got up listlessly and entered the conference room. At this time, several other executives in the company also walked over in a state of dismay, as if they were about to fly away. In their current thinking, this is already a company with no future.

Declaring bankruptcy is definitely the best option for this company. The reason why they haven't left is because they have been here for several years, at least there is still a little bit of reluctance, that's all.

"What the hell is this young man doing?" Editor-in-Chief Li looked at Wang Hao's figure with curiosity on his face: "Just now I said detective comics were trivial, and now I plan to hold a meeting. What is he going to do?"

Thinking of this, Editor-in-Chief Li also followed the company's employees into the conference room—listen and talk!

Soon everyone gathered in the meeting room, and when everyone was seated, Wang Hao stood on the podium in front of him, reached out and slapped the podium hard, making a loud "boom", and said, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. From now on, I am the new director of this company, my surname is Wang, everyone can call me Wang Dong from now on!"

New director? ! Our company can still have new directors?

All the employees in the company finally got a little interested, and they all looked up at Wang Hao, but they were stunned when they saw it——

The clothes on the young man were tattered, not only dirty, but also full of burnt black holes!

"Is he here to be funny?! Dressed like this and still be the chairman!"

"Look at his dirty clothes, it hasn't been washed for several months, right?"

"It's over, new directors are like this, this company has no future at all..."

Editor-in-Chief Li was stunned when he heard this! He endured it for a while, and then he couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing instantly: "Hahahahaha, let me laugh if it's too bad, what kind of director is he? He's a migrant worker!"

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