"Indeed, we at Peak don’t make movies, but our team of lawyers is quite remarkable, Director Deng, might you want to consider? Using your position for personal gain and harming the employer’s interests, that could go to court, right?" Shi Lan glanced at the assistant as she spoke indifferently, "The higher the amount, the longer the sentence..."
"I did not use my position for personal gain!"
By this point, Boss Shi had lost her patience. She sat down next to Deng Cong, dropped her languid tone, and looked at the assistant dangerously, "You’re just an assistant. I’ve already given you a lot of face by talking to you so much today, do you really think I have such a good temper?"
The assistant immediately fell silent, for some reason feeling that Shi Lan at this moment was very dangerous.
However, Shi Lan’s demeanor was exactly to Deng Cong’s liking, prompting him to play along, "Count up whatever benefits you’ve received over the years, tally how many red envelopes you’ve taken. Get the figures in order; after I finish chatting with this young lady, I want to see the specific data."
"So, the esteemed guest Director Deng mentioned is An Lan." The assistant realized after witnessing the scene that he was just like a performing monkey, "I thought..."
"You thought I was really a puppet you could control, a tool for your personal gain? Whatever that media is... go back and tell your superiors, I, Deng Cong, will never take your movies in my lifetime—not only that, but I will also display your scripts in the circle for my peers to properly admire, to see the kind of quality your company produces."
After Deng Cong’s words settled, Jinghan’s people stood up one after another, all realizing they had been played, glaring at the assistant: "We won’t let this go."
The few quickly walked toward the door of the pantry, but at that moment, Shi Lan spoke again, "I don’t care how you plan to retaliate against this little assistant, but once you step out this door, watch your mouths. I really do have a bad temper, and moreover, you should know, this matter isn’t Director Deng’s fault."
This didn’t need reminding by Shi Lan, because it was a consensus well known throughout the circle.
Of course they wouldn’t foolishly retaliate against Shi Lan and Peak; their humiliation would be taken out solely on the little assistant.
Once the people had left, only three remained in the pantry.
Shi Lan sat down opposite Deng Cong and asked, "I’ve brought a gift for Director Deng, I hope you’ll accept it with pleasure."
"What is it?" Deng Cong asked.
Shi Lan glanced at the young assistant and then clapped her hands, prompting a handsome youth to push the door open and stand by Shi Lan’s side.
"Graduated from the Central Academy of Media Studies, majored in directing, capable, keeps a low profile, papers all in order, and most importantly, clever and never betrays."
Shi Lai deliberately emphasized the last few words.
Hearing the words "never betrays," it felt like a stab to the heart for the assistant standing by their side.
Deng Cong was overflowing with admiration for Shi Lan and said, "I’ll gladly accept this generous gift."
Upon hearing this, the assistant’s eyes immediately reddened, nearly breaking into tears, "Director Deng, even if I’ve wronged you, these years I’ve still worked hard, you can’t do this to me."
"It is precisely because of that, I don’t plan to sue you. But as of now, our relationship ends. Go and get the information I need ready. Otherwise, there won’t be a pleasant end for either of us."
Seeing Deng Cong’s mind was made up, the assistant suddenly knelt, pleading, "Director Deng, I won’t dare again. Please don’t cast me aside; I really need this job. Don’t let me go."
Meanwhile, Deng Cong sipped his tea and answered, "If you had not bent your knee, I might have thought more highly of you. But regrettably, everything you’ve done today disgusts me. Haven’t you made enough money? Enough is enough."
Knowing Deng Cong’s temper all too well, the assistant could only stand up straight again, pulling himself together, "I understand." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel{f}ire.net
Yet, as he spoke, he directed a hateful gaze at Shi Lan.
Shi Lan let out a light laugh, looked up at him, and said, "Don’t make me personally deal with a little assistant. You can’t afford the consequences."
The assistant shuddered and then fled in panic...
"Little girl, that temper of yours is far more useful than any script you could hand over." Deng Cong suddenly laughed.