Sweetness Drowning, Callous Boss and Awkward Wife

The day of the interview came as scheduled. When the secretary came to remind Ke Chen, the man completely forgot that there was still such a thing. He questioned silently with doubtful eyes, as if to say: Where did the interview come from?

The secretary felt several pieces of cold sweat sliding down on his forehead, and the hand holding the file was shaking slightly. He swallowed his saliva unconsciously. He looked at the itinerary for another confirmation before replied tremblingly: "Mr. Ke, It’s the trump card interview with local satellite TV, you promised to participate the other day."

Hearing the word "Ace", Ke Chen had a slight impression. His eyebrows moved, but the expression on his face did not change at all, "I remember, when will I participate in the recording?"

"It starts at six this evening."

Ke Chen glanced at the time. At 4:30, there was an hour and a half left, enough for him to process the remaining documents that he had not had time to read.

"Okay, I see," Ke Chen waved to the secretary, "You go out first and let the driver come and pick me up at five thirty."

The secretary was dumbfounded. He did not expect that Ke Chen would still react like this after he remembered the incident. He suddenly became embarrassed: "President, there is only an hour and a half left to record the show. You have to go to the TV station to dress up in advance, half past five. Isn’t it a little bit late?"

Ke Chen threw an eye knife over, and a cold voice sounded in the office: "Dress up? Put on some feminine makeup like those little stars?"

Seeing that Ke Chen was already on the verge of an outburst of temper, the secretary did not dare to speak any more, shook his head hurriedly, and retired from the office, never daring to mention anything without makeup.

It's just that the TV station still wants to say something. The secretary looked at the mobile phone in his hand and sighed. This kind of thing caught in the middle was the most difficult thing to do, but she couldn't bother either.

Carefully explain the situation to the TV station. Although knowing that the other party cannot be seen through the mobile phone, the secretary still accompanies the smiling face and apologizes: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ke has an urgent meeting. It will be over an hour later. It may be too late to put on makeup. ."

Fortunately, the TV station is also very good at talking. He is very satisfied with Ke Chen being able to accept the invitation to interview, so he did not entangle too much about this time.

after an hour.

The secretary followed Ke Chen out of the office on time.

After getting in the car, the secretary turned around from the passenger seat, and passed the questions raised by the host to Ke Chen to see, "Mr. Ke, this is a question that the host will ask you for a while. Take a look. See if it needs to be modified."

Ke Chen took it and looked down one by one.

It can be seen that the program team has really worked **** his recording this time. The previous questions about the business are very good, and at the same time, it avoids leaking commercial secrets. Even a picky person like Ke Chen can bear it. I couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.

It’s just that this satisfied mood hasn’t been maintained for two seconds. He turned a page back, and the problems in private life came into view. The first thing was the emotional problems. The meager smile before that instantly cooled down, and Ke Chen's face changed. Get serious.

The secretary has been quietly observing Ke Chen's expression from the perspective mirror. Seeing his darker and darker face, he knew that something was wrong.

She had read these questions roughly before showing them to Ke Chen. Regarding the emotional issues that followed, she had communicated with the program team in advance and proposed to delete them, but the program team rejected it because they needed topics to attract attention. The solution can only be temporarily accepted.

Ever since Ke Chen started to look through those questions, the secretary's mood has always been uneasy. Although Ke Chen's expression was fairly clear at first, as expected, after turning a few pages, that little bit of clarity soon disappeared without a trace.

"Delete all the following questions."

The secretary didn't want to think about it anymore, but he heard Ke Chen open his mouth coldly. Thinking of the attitude of the program group, he suddenly felt his head big, and turned around to look at Ke Chen embarrassedly, with hesitation on his face.

Seeing that the secretary didn't speak immediately, Ke Chen knew that things might not be that simple.

He stretched out his arms domineeringly, and asked imperiously: "Is there any problem?"

The secretary replied with difficulty: "The program group said that it needs a topic, just..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ke Chen interrupted him mercilessly: "You can keep these questions. You don't have to come to work tomorrow."

The secretary's glasses widened in disbelief. She has been with Ke Chen for several years. The assistants beside the president come and go, but she has been with Ke Chen all the time. She did not expect to have a few questions now. , The other party will fire her.

"Mr. Ke, I..." The secretary started anxiously and wanted to explain to herself, but Ke Chen didn't listen to her saying those useless reasons.

"I never leave anyone who is incapable of doing things by my side."

Ke Chen’s sentence was clear enough. The secretary knew it well. He reorganized his mood and dialed the number of the producer of the program group: “Producer Wang, hello, regarding the question of interview with your program group before, I think I need to think about it again. If you insist on asking those questions as a gimmick, then I’m afraid I’m sorry, we can’t work together to complete today’s recording."

Every word of the secretary was sonorous and powerful, and the courage radiating from his body couldn't help making Ke Chen look a little stunned.

The program group probably didn’t expect Ke Chen to raise such questions temporarily. He was reluctant and his tone became stiff: “These questions were sent to you a few days ago. Too much?"

Knowing that Mr. Ke was looking at him, the secretary straightened his back invisibly and did not make any concessions.

"We had already negotiated with the program team on the day the question was sent, but they were directly rejected by you. I think that your program team’s method of attracting people purely for ratings is not the same as Mr. Ke’s idea. Too much, we need to consider whether we need to continue to cooperate. Of course, we will not pay less for the damages for breach of contract."

Apart from his wealth and wealth, Ke Chen had no other feelings.

He showed a short smile, but he didn't expect to be so forced to force the secretary to be so domineering.

When the producer saw that Ke Shi had even raised the issue of compensation, there was nothing else to say. The compensation was small. The key is that if Ke Chen does not come to participate in the recording today, where will he find a new interviewee? , And the identity is comparable to Ke Chen.

This is simply a fantasy.

The recording of the program cannot be interrupted, and the producer has no choice but to agree.

"Well, we will delete the latter questions, but at the end of the interview, the host will randomly ask some questions outside of work. I hope that Mr. Ke can cooperate."

Hanging up the phone, the secretary told Ke Chen the meaning of the program group. Ke Chen didn't make a statement, leaning on the seat and closing his eyes to rest up.