World-class directors in the entertainment industry

Outside the community, there is a braised chicken restaurant.

"Here... cheers."

Six adult men in their twenties and thirties gathered around a dining table, holding cups and clinking against each other.

This scene caused other diners in the restaurant to stare blankly at the people at this table with incredulous expressions.

"Brother Jun, let's calm down. This is too embarrassing."

Xiaowu, the youngest among the six, couldn't help but cover his face and remind everyone in a low voice.

A group of grown men were drinking Coke in a small restaurant like this and cheering.

Looking at the way other people around them looked at them, they probably thought they were crazy.

"What a shame, Coca-Cola is also bought with money."

Zheng Dajun didn't take it seriously. He took a big gulp of a glass of Coke and continued to fill it up.

"Brother Jun, why don't we have a drink at the bar, maybe a beer? Anyway, the chairman probably won't go out today."

Xiao Wu suggested with an expectant look.

"Snapped..."

The suggestion was met with a slap in the face.

Holding the back of his head and looking at Zheng Dajun's downcast expression, Xiaowu smiled brightly and immersed himself in eating the braised chicken.

"Jingle Bell..."

Zheng Dajun's cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it. His face immediately became serious. He quickly stood up and walked out to answer the call:

"Hello, Mr. Liu, I'm Zheng Dajun."

"Director Zheng, I want to ask about the chairman. I didn't see him in the company today."

Liu Sisi's question came from the phone.

"Mr. Liu, there is a high probability that the chairman will not go to the company today."

"where is he?"

Zheng Dajun smiled bitterly, it was difficult to answer this question, so he could only plead:

"Here, Mr. Liu, don't embarrass me."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then a calm voice came:

"...Does that person have the same last name as me?"

Zheng Dajun's face was tangled. These were all big guys. He couldn't offend anyone. Anyone he offended could be told to get out. After struggling for a moment, he whispered a few words:

"I like the movies directed by Zhou Xingxing very much."

"Okay, so be it, don't tell the chairman that I called."

"Okay, Mr. Liu, I won't take the initiative to say it unless the chairman asks."

After Zheng Dajun hung up the phone, he wiped the sweat stains on his forehead that were not there. It was too difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

After standing for a while, I walked back to the restaurant to continue eating. It was now lunch time.

"Brother Jun, you said that the chairman is so happy. Throughout the year, all kinds of female stars..."

Xiaowu has the most restless temper, is clever and quick-tongued. When Zheng Dajun took out his mobile phone just now, he saw the note from the caller. At this time, he took two bites and couldn't help it anymore, but this time he didn't finish the sentence.

Zheng Dajun pinched his shoulder with his hand.

"Ah... Brother Jun, it hurts, please be gentle."

Seeing that Xiao Wu's expression really changed, and it seemed that he really felt pain, Zheng Dajun let go of his hand.

Only this time, he stared at Xiao Wu with a serious face.

"Brother Jun, why are you looking at me like this?"

This inexplicable look made Xiao Wu subconsciously feel something bad, and he smiled brightly.

"Lunch will be ready in five minutes."

Zheng Dajun paused, said this, then lowered his head and began to eat rice quickly.

Looking at Zheng Dajun's appearance, everyone else felt the seriousness of the matter. They quickly took out their army routine and started eating quickly.

Not only did they finish eating in five minutes, but everyone left the restaurant together and went to a remote place outside.

"Brother Jun, tell me what's wrong."

Shitou was a steady person, introverted and didn't like to talk much, but at this moment he was the first to ask.

He enjoys his current life very much. Not only does he have a leisurely job, but his salary is a white-collar salary, which is many times more than the thousands of dollars he once earned as a security guard in his hometown.

And all of this was brought to him by Zheng Dajun. This man was not only a comrade and brother in his former army, but also a benefactor.

"Yes, Brother Jun, just tell me if you have anything to do."

Others also started talking.

"Brothers, be quiet."

Zheng Dajun waved his hand, not wanting to attract the attention of passers-by.

"Xiao Wu, you were smart, clever and eloquent when you were in the army."

After hearing this, Xiao Wu began to feel uneasy, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Others also felt this way. They were not fools. Even though most of them had honest and responsible characters, they now understood what Zheng Dajun meant.

"Do you know how many former comrades there are in our company's security department?"

"Nearly two hundred."

Xiao Wu answered honestly. Everyone in the security department knew the numbers, because these people were all from the same unit, even though many people had never met them. Some of them had served several years apart, but because they were all from the same unit,

We are in the army, so we all feel very good and get along well.

"Then do you know what these comrades did before they came to the company? How much salary did they earn every month?"

Zheng Dajun continued to ask expressionlessly.

"It's all... not very good. It's an ordinary job. Brother Jun, if you have something to say, just say it. Is there something I did wrong? If other comrades are harmed because of me, then I can leave."

Xiao Wu is an outgoing and smart person. At this moment, Zheng Dajun doesn't need to ask any more questions and understands the meaning.

"Not that serious."

Seeing Xiao Wu taking the initiative, this reaction made Zheng Dajun's face soften, and he reached out and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder:

"Xiao Wu, you are the most eloquent and discerning among us."

"That's why I brought you with me, hoping that one day you would be valued by the chairman and stand out."

"But, at this moment, I realize that maybe I was too naive."

"You do have those advantages, but your eloquent mouth, placed next to the chairman, has now become a shortcoming, and it can easily bring disaster to all the comrades in our department."

"The chairman treats me and us very well, and allows us to get unimaginable wages."

"But you can't be big or small. Can you discuss the chairman's private affairs?"

"Don't you know that the chairman spent 200 million US dollars on litigation? Do you think that if the chairman's private affairs are leaked from your mouth, the chairman can be spared?"

At the end of the sentence, Zheng Dajun's face turned red and he roared in a low voice. Although he tried to lower his voice as much as possible and did not want to attract the attention of passers-by, this performance made the other five people present look shocked.

"Jun, Brother Jun, I really didn't mean it, and I really didn't tell anyone else, including my family."

Xiao Wu stammered and explained that he really just said it casually when chatting among his comrades.

"I believe in you, Xiao Wu."

Zheng Dajun took a deep breath:

"It's just that, for the sake of the future of our other comrades, I don't think you are suitable to stay with the chairman."

"I'm afraid you'll drink too much one day, and you won't be able to keep your mouth shut when you're drunk."

"The more you know, the greater the chance something will happen."

"You go back to the head office and work as a guard. Can you understand me? Xiaowu."

Everyone was silent.

"Hey, let's just talk about this. Brother Jun, I thought it was a big deal. It's okay. I can go back to work as a guard. Of course I understand you. Everyone smiled. Anyway, the salary of the guard is the same as yours now.

Yes, we don’t have different jobs, just different wages.”

Xiao Wu forced a smile on his face and took the initiative to comfort the others with a smile.

"Indeed, there are nearly 200 people in our department. Except for the supervisor Jun Ge, the rest of us get the same salary no matter what job we do."

"Xiaowu, the guard doesn't need to run around every day. It's so comfortable to squat in the guard box, check your phone and listen to music every day."

Zheng Dajun took out the car key from Dashan and handed it to Xiao Wu:

"Now drive back to the company and ask Lao Hei to bring the car. He will take your place from now on."

Lao Hei is an honest man with healthy skin who comes from a rural area. Now Zheng Dajun understands that the chairman does not need smart people around him, but an honest man with a strict mouth.

No matter what I saw, heard, or knew, I kept it in my heart and refused to tell anyone.

Zheng Dajun is always responsible for Qin Dong's safety, only domestic security, so he usually only arranges three vehicles and six people to protect Qin Dong's safety 24 hours a day.

If Qin Dong goes abroad, there will be only ten or twenty security personnel at every turn.