After finishing the meal, Cheng Lele returned to the cinema.
Shen Dafeng followed her in furtively: “Sis, Boss Chen and Snow White went into the general manager’s office together.”
Cheng Lele frowned: “What did they go there for?”
Shen Dafeng said: “That’s the only place without cameras.”
If Shen Dafeng hadn’t mentioned it, Cheng Lele wouldn’t have thought of this point. Men and women really did see things from vastly different angles.
“Got it.”
Shen Dafeng looked somewhat indignant: “The conference room we just cleaned up a while ago—we haven’t even used it yet, and they’ve already taken it over for a private rendezvous.”
Cheng Lele wiggled her mouse and said indifferently: “If the general manager’s office isn’t for the general manager to use, should it be for you?”
Shen Dafeng said: “But isn’t he supposed to be with you—” Shen Dafeng didn’t continue, and said, “Sis, want to go drinking together after work?”
“Alcohol is harmful to health,” Cheng Lele said. “Are you that free? If you’re free, do next month’s marketing plan.”
“Do it myself?” Shen Dafeng was stunned.
“Do it well, and I’ll promote you to duty manager for fun.” After all, what Shen Dafeng was doing now was pretty much the same as a duty manager anyway.
Shen Dafeng beamed with joy: “Sis, are you cultivating me?”
“Yes, don’t kowtow in gratitude, just withdraw gracefully.”
Shen Dafeng imitated a little eunuch and called out “Yes!”, then smoothly rolled out.
Cheng Lele continued reviewing the Christmas merchandise activities, but couldn’t absorb a single word. Shen Dafeng came in again.
Cheng Lele was getting annoyed: “What now? You already finished the proposal that fast?”
Shen Dafeng said: “Sis, we’ve got business—someone’s here to discuss a private screening booking.”
Ever since the last dramatic incident, Star Cinema hadn’t received any private screening bookings. When Cheng Lele heard that a patron had arrived, she quickly stood up and said: “Where are they?”
“Waiting outside. Should I let them in? Into the general manager’s office or here?”
Originally, when they cleaned up the general manager’s office, it had been agreed that it would be the place to receive VIP clients in the future. Shen Dafeng’s question was crafty—clearly he had no good intentions. Cheng Lele saw his mischievous look, jerked her chin, and said: “You go knock on the door and make them vacate the room.”
“Why should I go?”
Cheng Lele licked her lips and said: “Because I need to use the bathroom.”
With that, she ran out first.
When Shen Dafeng knocked on the door, Chen An was having a video conference with Tongchuan Technology, with Tang Xin beside him concentrating on taking meeting notes. Hearing the sound, Chen An turned off the microphone and camera and had Tang Xin open the door.
“Boss Chen, Manager Cheng said that this place needs to be used to entertain VIP guests shortly.”
Tang Xin turned her head to look at her own boss.
Chen An pondered for a moment and said: “Give me five minutes.”
“The people are waiting outside.” Shen Dafeng acted like a fox exploiting a tiger’s might.
“How about two minutes?”
“Okay.”
Shen Dafeng immediately fled after completing his mission.
Tang Xin looked at her boss sympathetically.
What kind of VIP guests could the cinema have? Could they be more VIP than a publicly listed company executive?
Alas, in the end, someone had him by his weak spot. Even a ticket seller dared to run roughshod over the boss—they couldn’t even keep control of a mere conference room.
The two walked out of the general manager’s office side by side, and saw Cheng Lele bringing two clients over. On this narrow path where enemies meet, Cheng Lele didn’t even cast a glance at Chen An. She opened the door and ushered the clients in.
Tang Xin, standing beside Chen An, felt the cold ruthlessness of the future boss’s wife and asked tremblingly: “Boss, should you send Manager Cheng flowers or a handbag or something?”
Chen An didn’t respond, then thought for a moment: “Would it work?”
“Handbags cure everything, it should work.”
Chen An took a card from his bag: “You go buy it.”
“Buy what?”
“A handbag.”
“We probably can’t buy a particularly good handbag around here. How about having a dealer from the provincial capital rush one over?”
“You arrange it.”
