Lin Meili quickly completed the inspection, and then they watched the show intentionally, no longer blocking it.

But the old boss realized some problems from their actions and momentum, so he asked aloud, "Which side should I enter now, please give some instructions?"

"Who knows what you are doing," a Jin Yiwei snorted, but he still pointed to the door of the nursing center, "You can't enter that door, no one can enter, so consider it yourself."

He had no problem at all, and did not say that the door of Luohua Manor was easy to enter.

The old boss looked at the six characters in the line-"Cancer Care Center", and his mind was a little trance. In such a bullish place, sending a small anchor to promote it is not an ordinary pitman.

Live broadcasting is a new thing, but because his son is doing this, he is no stranger to this industry. He believes that this industry is low-priced, and it is even far worse than the "drama".

Why does he think so? To put it simply, there may be one or two powerful children in the play. Because of personal hobbies, they like acting, so they are engaged in this profession.

However, there is no such person in the anchor. They are "broadcasting and performing the best"-only when they are mixed up in the anchor and become famous, then it is possible to act.

That is to say, as long as there is a way to do it at home, you will not be the anchor. If the noble children are down, they will certainly be actors at the beginning. If you don't even have this start, are you embarrassed to call yourself a noble?

Of course, the anchors who play tickets are not listed here, so it goes without saying.

In short, this is how the old boss sees the anchor, and his son also believes that I ca n’t respect those who make money professionally through live streaming.

It is because of this attitude that he can hit such a big board this time-who can think of someone to collect faith?

The old boss was in a trance for a while before he reached the gate of the mountain, but the guards blocked him directly. "... Liu Yuting? Useless. She wanted to enter this door. She didn't speak, and our boss nodded."

So he contacted the middleman again and said that I had arrived at the door of Luohua, and then ... you have to help me make a mistake!

This person also knows that this matter is not appropriate, so I will give you a call, Liu Yuting, you tell her yourself.

Mrs. Wang received the phone with a very indifferent attitude, "Come here? Then tell the guard, explain your intentions, and let them inform Feng Bo, see what Boss means."

The old boss was a bit stunned. "Did you let me come? I've arrived, can't you tell me?"

"I didn't let you come," Liu Yuting's voice became more and more indifferent. "I just advise you, it's best to come to talk about it personally. If you think I let you come, then you can go back now."

The old boss felt cold, but he didn't have the courage to get angry and could only speak patiently, "Director Liu, I don't know anyone here. I'll be bothered to help you report it, will you? I have some intentions."

"It's not a question that I'm not reporting," Madam Wang's words are still so indifferent, "You don't know how big a leak your son stabbed, and I have no guts to provoke the boss ... you communicate first, if I have the opportunity to help you Speak, I will say it. "

After talking, she simply hung up the phone.

The old boss made another phone call to the middleman. After thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. "It's really hard to get in, the face is ugly, and things are hard to handle. This society is getting more and more disgusting."

A young man under Lin Mei's men couldn't help it, "We all know after the incident, did people provoke you? You used to be from the Industry and Commerce Bureau, so I am so embarrassed to comment on others?"

The old boss glanced at him and said nothing again-the most terrible thing in this world is prejudice.

Then he made many phone calls, and even someone could contact Feng Jun's parents.

But Feng Jun's parents said very simply-this matter is not suitable for us. The son is already older. He has his career and his ideas. We as parents will not intervene. You should talk to him.

"This is to leave me dry," the old boss sighed, finally recognizing the reality, and a strong feeling of powerlessness grew in his heart.

He has heard this before, and many people who have worked in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau have had similar sighs.

So ... is this "feng shui rotation, come to my house next year"?

Angrily, he wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to think about it. His son didn't know what was going on.

However, his connections finally worked. Someone called to tell him that the problems he found were not serious. If the other party did not bite, his son could leave for 48 hours.

If the other party insists on embarrassment, don't say forty-eight hours, don't think about leaving for 480 hours.

Forty-eight hours ... then wait for a while, and it will arrive soon, which is also the longest period of temporary detention to cooperate with the investigation.

But unfortunately, fifty hours had arrived, and no one came out. He did not even know where his son was detained.

It's getting dark, and the old boss is still calling frantically, but it is a pity that many of his friends say they are unfamiliar with Zheng Yang, and some people say "love can't help".

In certain levels of circles, Emory ’s ability to help is equal to “thinking about extreme fear” —not because I do n’t want to help you, but I ca n’t help you!

But the old boss is also an old athlete. He has experienced many things, and he walked toward the guard. "I want to see your big boss, can you help to report it?"

This is a very strange phenomenon. He came to the door of the manor for more than three hours before he thought of seeking a formal way of seeing.

However, in fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon. People who are used to working through relationships will be excluded from working through normal channels in their hearts-will they be taken lightly? Will it be troubled by others, will it be particularly inefficient?

If you go through a special channel, you will definitely have the benefits of a special channel. At least it is impossible to encounter unexpected difficulties.

To be conscientious, if he hasn't retired, he will take the normal channels to do things, he will feel that he can't hold his face!

But at this moment, he finally succumbed-the world was big and the child was the oldest.

The doorman contacted the intercom and said unexpectedly that the boss said that he was not interested in seeing you, please come back.

The old boss insisted on his request: the actual controller of the bullfighting is my son, and I hope to see President Feng ... it may be a bit misunderstood.

The doorman contacted Mr. Feng again, and then notified the other party seriously, "The boss said a word ... what did you do?"

The old boss was despondent for a while, and he sighed half a day, "I'm here to solve the problem, this master ..."

"Don't call me my master," the doorman waved his hand. "The boss asked, what have you done? Now, whoever catches your son, who do you go to, we are all a group of natural persons, and it is impossible to influence Isn't national law? "

The old boss gritted his teeth. "Brother, everything in the past is my fault. Now I want to ask you a question ... When does boss Feng usually go out?"

The guard said, "What's the matter, do you still want to squat him? Uncle ... I guess your body is almost close. I advise you, our boss's fighting ability, one hundred and eighty strong men, can't get close."

"Anyway, my son is gone," the old man's face was sad, and his tone was miserable. "Even if I squatted him, I didn't find fault. When the elder came from afar, I always had to see your boss. , Talk about things. "

Although the two guards are relatively hanging, they are essentially real people. The short guard said, "Squat him ... you think too much. The boss has the possibility of not going out for half a year. ? You still think about other ways. "

"Half a year," the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, "So what's the matter with my son?"

"Come and come," Lin beauty beckoned not far away, "Master, come here."

The old boss walked past ignorantly, but with a little vigilance, "What's the matter?"

"Your son's business is terrible," Lin Meili was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, her feet were on the ground, she was wearing skinny jeans, a pose that made her legs extra long, "you Understand? "

The old boss probably guessed the origin of the group, so he shook his head very simply, "I don't understand."

"Even if you don't understand," Lin beauty waved her hand without hesitation. "Then let him die by himself."

Are you unclear about the virtue of your son, still pretending to be with me?

"Don't," the old man was anxious. "We can discuss something ... I always believe in organization."

He is very clear that the opposite is also an organizational person, but in his career, he has always been far away from this kind of person, and now he has to be soft.

Lin beauty stepped on the ground with her feet, sitting on the co-pilot, her legs were naturally slightly stretched, and they were tight jeans ... The key is that the person is still very beautiful, and the visual effect is quite shocking.

She didn't even know it, and spoke slowly, "We have been paying attention to this cancer care center ... so your son's things are relatively bad in nature, do you understand what I mean?"

Of course the old boss understands ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but he must say that he does not understand, so he nodded, "I understand, but ... How can we let people live broadcast wherever we organize care? My son did There is a problem, but are you negligent? "

"You don't know what you are talking about," Lin Meili said disdainfully. "What is our relationship with Feng Jun, do you know?"

After a pause, she asked again, "Also, even if there is no such relationship, can you just bully ordinary small anchors? Don't tell me, you don't know ... I have hundreds of grams of evidence here."

The old boss thought about it, and felt that the retired self would not be able to resist the Guojia machine, so he said sullenly, "Well, my son has bad luck and hit the iron plate, but it is still my son ... He has to fight for his living space. "

He took a deep breath, "You called me, not to humiliate me? If you have anything, you can just say it."

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