Chen thought he was on the fifth floor.

Unexpectedly, his mother was in the atmosphere this time.

Sometimes, life is like this. When you think you are successful in pretending, you will instantly pull your hips...

For this reason, Chen Zui had to drink two bottles of mineral water and made up for it to explain to his mother how profitable it is in the entertainment industry...

Ms. Wang Lan was stunned when she heard this.

In the end, in order to deceive herself, her son probably wouldn't do anything despicable, so she had to reluctantly believe it.

But after that, I didn't forget to instruct Chen Zui: "Anyway, don't learn bad things..."

After putting down the phone, Chen couldn't say that he felt that this wave of pretending was boring, but he always felt that something was missing... Maybe 300,000 was not shocking enough, and 3 million could make my mother speechless.

So he took some cash on the way and came to the company with his legs, preparing to advance the process of losing money.

Of course, Wang Cai, who is in charge of the soft decoration office area.

And he was still in the office, bent over and fiddling with something.

When I got closer, I saw a big golden cicada that could spit water, placed on Chen Zui's office desk.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Cai turned around and showed his indescribable honor: "Mr. Chen, how about it? I went to Baocheng Temple in the morning and asked for it. I have been open to ensure that our company will have a lot of money after it opens!"

Chen Zui was not in a good mood...

Now that I hear these depressed words, I feel even worse when I see this unlucky golden cicada.

So he said handsomely: "Send it back!"

Wang Cai: "..."

"We are all the successors of **. The company doesn't engage in feudal superstition. Do you understand?"

Wang Cai heard Chen Zui's tone low and felt a little aggrieved, and his sausage pouted: "Oh..."

Chen Zui pointed to the empty wall in the office area and said: "If you feel that the office is empty, tomorrow I will make the core socialist values ​​in gold-inlaided characters stick on the wall!"

After saying that, he swept to the office area and there were a lot of green plants...

Are these small trees a fortune tree?

Damn... bad!

Chen Zui took a deep breath: "Wang Cai, all the money trees have been moved away. Just get some green ivy, and you can also absorb formaldehyde."

Wang Cai didn't know what was wrong with Mr. Chen, but he had to: "Okay..."

Finally, Chen Zui looked at Wang Cai, who had been sleepy all year round and said softly: "Don't do these meaningful things in the future. Our company believes that people will conquer nature..."

In other words, you are enough with Lao Wang...

As long as you make a contribution, I will lose 10 million as soon as possible and the company goes bankrupt, won’t I be financially free?

Wang Cai did not understand that the person in "Man conquers nature" refers to himself.

He focused his attention: "Okay, Mr. Chen...I'll do what you told me."

"Go, go..."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

After Wang Cai left, the office became quiet.

Chen most remembered that after he transferred money to his mother, he felt a little different at that time. There was a system message that he didn't read carefully, so he immediately looked back.

[According to specific behavioral terms, deeply bound account transfers are allowed (friendly reminders, large amounts and frequent transfers may be recognized by the system as transfer assets. For details, please refer to Article 118 of the default clauses)]

Really rigorous...

It seems that I have to be more rigorous.

So, Chen Zui added some courses to Bao Jiang's spending plan, and made it into a form and printed it out.

Looking at this form, Chen felt it was perfect, so he picked up his cell phone and called Baojiang.

Half an hour later, Bao Jiang happened to return with Wang Cai.

The difference is that Baojiang came alone. Wang Cai followed the flower shop and moved away a pot of money-making trees, leaving behind a bunch of hanging baskets and green ivy. Because the number was a bit large, the air smelled of soil.

I have to say that this taste is very good with Baojiang and Wangcai.

In Chen Zui's office, he showed his plan.

"Bao Jiang, look at it."

"Wang Cai, tomorrow Baojiang will start the art training. I haven't had time to sign up for some courses. You can check if there are any good teachers I know to introduce them to see if they can match the time."

Bao Jiang swept for a while and was a little dizzy, so he handed the plan to Wang Cai.

Wang Cai looked at it and looked confused... What do you think of this?

Monday's mathematics class English class Chinese reading comprehension.

Introductory performance theory training for physical training on Tuesday.

Wednesday's basic music theory singing skills dance street dance.

Thursday...

Wang Cai looked at Chen Zui in shock...

What is Mr. Chen going to do?

Although there is a treasure in Baojiang's name... it is not really considered a baby to be raised, right?

Of course, he didn't criticize his boss, but just coughed and said tactfully: "Mr. Chen, are there too many courses..."

Bao Jiang immediately felt that he had found a soulmate, and didn't think Wang Cai was ugly, and protested in a low voice: "Brother Chen... Why do I have to learn mathematics... English?"

Chen Zuiyi said righteously: "Bao Jiang... You practiced martial arts when you were a child and had all fallen into cultural courses. This must be made up for you. Cultural literacy is the basic requirement of an actor. It is not only helpful to your actor's profession, but also the company's responsibility for your personal life and future~~!"

Bao Jiang understood: "But...this singing and dancing..."

Chen Zui raised his hand: "All artists nowadays must develop in many aspects, and their skills are not suppressed. Look at the kings in Hong Kong who only sing but not acting, or only acting but not singing? We have to follow our predecessors!"

Bao Jiang understood, and finally he had to point to the last course of the last day of the course schedule and asked: "Then Brother Chen... Is the flute play course really unnecessary?"

Wang Cai also looked at Chen Zui with a puzzled look. The previous courses really make sense... What is the use of playing the flute?

Yes...what is the use of playing the flute?

Chen Zui couldn't say that there happened to be an old man in their tube building who taught flute playing, and the system also accused him of letting artists learn it. It would be useless if they don't make money...

“Yeah~~~~~”

Although he didn't think about it in his mind, Chen Zui's face certainly looked like a child was unspeakable.

Bao Jiang didn't dare to continue asking...

Wang Cai carefully speculated, and after a while he clapped his hands: "I understand!"

Bao Jiang looked at him: "What do you know?"

Actually, Chen Zui also wanted to ask...but of course he smiled slightly on his expression, and he looked like Wang Cai was still like you understand me.

When Wang Cai got this look, he immediately felt that he had guessed it right!

"Bao Jiang, I'll ask you what kind of musical instrument is Xiao?"

"Xiao...it's the flute...it can still be..."

Wang Cai also showed a child's unspeakable expression and corrected: "Classic musical instrument!"

Chen Zui looked at Wang Cai with a 'right' look, but in fact he still didn't understand... What's wrong with classical instruments? Why did classical instruments become a reason Bao Jiang must learn?

Bao Jiang: "Oh, so?"

Wang Cai said confidently: "Idiot! Mr. Chen asked you to learn classical instruments, but the focus is not on the instrument itself."

"That's it?"

"It is the process of learning this kind of musical instrument that you can slowly cultivate the classical temperament you have!"

"Classical temperament..." Bao Jiang still has questions.

Wang Cai sighed: "You are such a elm-headed person. Your classical temperament will help you star in costume dramas in the future!"

Chen Zui's pupils shook slightly and quickly converged...

TMD..

Reasonable ~~!
Chapter completed!