An Ying

Chapter 217: Drama King Triplets, Oscar Owes You a Little Gold Man! 3 [Extra Release for Monthly Votes]

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Drama King Triplets, Oscar Owes You a Little Gold Man! 3 [Extra Release for Monthly Votes]


The executives present all wiped the cold sweat from their brows.


Who didn’t know that before Mo Yinhe left business for politics, every company he set his eyes on would become his prey within a month?


His capital was like Mount Wuzhi.


No company could escape from the palm of his hand.


Moreover, the companies acquired by Mo Yinhe generally saw a complete changeover in their top management, with most being forced to leave and replaced by Mo Yinhe’s own people!


The executives of Song Group were very wary of Mo Yinhe and did not want to accept such a dire fate, so one by one, they took a stand.


"Miss Si has resolved the current crisis of Song Group, and I am willing to support Miss Si in temporarily managing the group."


"I also agree with Miss Si!"


"As agreed, whoever resolves the crisis should manage, and I support Miss Si!"


"Song Group was originally Si Group, so it’s only right and proper for Miss Si to take over Song Group. I support it!"


"..."


Everyone was leaning overwhelmingly towards Si Mingjing.


Even if, in their eyes, Si Mingjing was nothing but a straw bag.


But as the saying goes: It’s good to bask in the shade of a big tree.


Fang Jing suddenly fell back into her chair. This is absolutely not acceptable! She must find a way to get her husband out of the police station! Song Group absolutely cannot fall into Si Mingjing’s hands!



Si Mingjing knew she lacked the ability. Even if she had obtained the management rights at this moment, the executives present were only obedient on the surface but not in their hearts.


After thinking it over, she decided to retreat in order to advance.


"Thank you all for your support. Before my father comes out of the police station, I will take temporary charge of the group. I admit I have limited abilities and indeed do not know how to manage such a large group. But I believe my dad will come out of the police station soon, and I won’t be managing for many days, so it won’t affect the overall situation."


Hopefully, President Song can still come out, the executives thought.


"In addition to temporarily managing the group for my dad, I will also start from the grassroots, down-to-earth, to understand the empire my grandfather once built. I will show everyone that I am not a straw bag parachuted in; I know that what matters most in the workplace is real capability. I will earn my keep with my ability. Now, the meeting is adjourned!"


Having said this, Si Mingjing took the initiative to take Mo Yinhe’s arm and left the conference room with great strides.


She obtained the management rights today, all thanks to Mo Yinhe.


Right now, I want to cling to Mo Yinhe’s coattails. No, to his arm, she thought.


Mo Yinhe watched her every move, his lips curving into a subtle, knowing smile.


「After exiting the conference room」


He asked her, "Do you really plan to start from the bottom?"


"Yes, sooner or later, Song Group will return to my hands. I might borrow your influence for a day, but not for a lifetime. To stand firm, one has to rely on true ability."


Mo Yinhe was not pleased with her words upon hearing them.


He reached out and tapped her forehead. "Who says you can’t borrow it for a lifetime?"


If she wants to, even three lifetimes are possible, he thought.


Si Mingjing did not respond.


Then Mo Yinhe said, "It’s better to teach someone to fish than to merely give them a fish. If you want to manage the group, I’ll teach you."


"For real?" Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes shone brightly.


"I’ll teach you." Just like before, I’ll hold her in my arms, let her sit on my lap, and teach her anything she wants to learn. I’ve accumulated knowledge from a hundred lifetimes; if I don’t use it to charm her, wouldn’t that be a complete waste?


The Song Group was an entertainment and film company.


Si Mingjing studied all its departments and felt that the artist management department was the easiest to start with, so she had Zhou Wanyun take her to visit it.


They happened to see Yun Xiaosu in the photo studio, posing non-stop, vain and loving to be photographed.


Se Nuandong stood outside the studio, continuously clapping. "That’s right, Little Cutie, just like that! Wow, my little Princess, you’re too good at this!"


"Director Se, where did you find such a natural in front of the camera, such a peerless little treasure?"


"Heaven sent her to me! I must sign her! I guarantee she’ll become the hottest child star next year!"


I wonder who this child’s parents are? Se Nuandong rubbed his hands together. Regardless of who her parents were, with his gift of gab, he was determined to sign the child and package her well!


At that moment, Zhou Wanyun came over and introduced Si Mingjing to Se Nuandong. "Director Se, this is the interim CEO of the group, President Song’s daughter, Little Chief Si. Little Chief Si wants to intern in the artist management department."


Se Nuandong hadn’t yet grasped the situation, but at a glance, he saw the imposing figure beside Si Mingjing. Ooh, a mogul? Whoa!

He was instantly filled with awe.


Se Nuandong immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Little Chief Si! H-h-hello... Mr. Mo!"


Mo Yinhe, with a detached attitude, didn’t utter a sound, nor did he extend his hand.


Si Mingjing reached out to shake hands with Se Nuandong.


But just as she extended her hand, it was caught by Mo Yinhe, whose gaze swept coldly over Se Nuandong. That look seemed to say, Is my woman’s hand something you can touch?


Se Nuandong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He quickly retracted his hand and tried to save face, "Secretary Zhou, what did you just say? Little Chief Si wants to intern in our department?"


"Yes, Little Chief Si plans to start from the ground up. She’s taken an interest in the artist management department. However, she won’t stay for too long, as she also has to manage the group for President Song and has a lot on her plate. Director Se, please take good care of her."


Is she just here to pad her resume? Se Nuandong understood. "May I ask what position in the artist management department has caught Little Chief Si’s eye? I’ll arrange it for you."


"An agent position would be good; the schedule is more flexible. Is this little girl our company’s young artist?" Si Mingjing pointed at Yun Xiaosu, who was being photographed.


Se Nuandong said, "Er... yes, but she’s still in her probationary period. We haven’t officially signed a contract with her. Is Little Chief Si interested in her? She currently doesn’t have an agent. If you would like, once we sign her, we’ll arrange for you to be her agent?"


"Sure, let it be her." I’ve really grown fond of children recently. This little girl looks so cute, just as adorable as Liangliang, and she even looks a bit like Liangliang. She makes me want to take her home, Si Mingjing thought.


Se Nuandong promised confidently, "OK, no problem, leave everything to me!" After the peerlessly cute little Princess finishes this photoshoot, I’ll find a way to contact her parents and sign this child!


But once the photoshoot was over, Little Cutie suddenly said, "BOO HOO HOO, Susu doesn’t have a mommy or daddy. Susu was abducted, and I just escaped. I don’t want them to find me again. If they find me, they’ll kill me."


As she spoke, tears began to stream down. It wasn’t loud wailing. Rather, she quietly pursed her little lips, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes one by one, silent and heartbreaking.


Si Mingjing’s heart nearly melted from Yun Xiaosu’s tears. To think she was an abducted child!


Si Mingjing squatted down to ask her, "Do you still remember who your mommy and daddy are?"


Yun Xiaosu wiped away her tears forcefully, trying to be strong, her eyes wet as she said, "I might be a poor little thing abandoned by Mommy and Daddy. Susu will have to rely on herself from now on."


After speaking, Yun Xiaosu extended her little hands, hugged Si Mingjing’s neck tightly, and clung to her. "Susu wants to be a child star. If Mommy and Daddy see Susu on TV, maybe they will find me."