Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 228

Chapter 228: Call Teacher An

The little girl still circled around An Zhixia several times, muttering: "Isn't it possible? If Teacher An is your grandfather, I can still believe it. How can a person be so beautiful and talented, and combine a group of screenwriters with each other? How about all the old men, uncles and aunts?"

“You want to say that I can make a living by my appearance, but I use my talent to work with others?” An Zhixia said with a smile and raised her eyebrows. She hadn't heard anyone call her teacher for a long time.

"Yeah, yeah, that's the truth, no one can envy you." The little girl was hit hard and doubted her life.

“Director Liu, please help me go through the formalities. My brother is still waiting to go back to work,” An Zhixia reminded with a low smile.

Director Liu sat down, took out the key to open his drawer, and started to take out things. Keys, pens, a few stacks of information books, ink, ink pads, etc. were all spread out on the table.

"Originally, Teacher An is going to report to the Human Resources Department, but we are pressed for time. Captain Jiang has greeted us, so you can handle it directly with me. I will help you go to the Human Resources Department and the Finance Department later." Liu The director lowered his head and began to copy An Zhixia's information into the booklet. He also called the little girl to open the door next door and help move the things out.

"Teacher An, these things are all assigned to you. They are part of the activity benefits. You can take them home after the end." The little girl moved out quilts, mattresses, pillows, sheets, quilt covers, pillowcases, pillow towels, washbasins, and thermoses. , rice jars, kettles, enamel cups, soap dishes, toiletries, office supplies, etc., quite spectacular.

"This, the benefits are great, right?" An Zhixia couldn't help but clicked her tongue.

"Where are you, Teacher An?" The little girl put the things on the iron cart and explained with a smile: "You are one of our heavily paid external directors, and you will definitely enjoy the highest level of benefits. These are all Personal daily necessities seem to be many, but in fact, the internal wholesale price is only twenty or thirty yuan without tickets. How can it be compared with the retainer given to you by the troupe. Besides, if others use it, we can't use it to entertain you. "

As he spoke, the little girl introduced them to what the various yards and houses of the troupe were used for. An Zhixia deliberately recorded it with her mobile phone through her pupils in the supermarket, so that she would not have to look back to ask for directions.

The logistics department opened half an hour early in conjunction with the spring performance group competition, so An Zhixia and her brother only had time to move things to the dormitory, find the door, and go about their business.

By the time she arrived at the conference room, the fifty seats inside were almost full. She found the table sign with her name on it, and calmly put down her water glass and briefcase and sat down under the astonished gazes of everyone.

"You, are you the director An Zhixia?" On her right was the deputy director, a bald old man with a white beard who matched her rumored image very well. He pointed at her with a trembling hand and asked with disbelief and dissatisfaction. road.

Not only him, but every one of you here is an old guy in his thirties or even approaching retirement age? The occasional young faces are also the clerks who serve everyone, pouring water and distributing meeting materials.

They can tolerate a thirty-year-old young and promising comrade sitting in the position of the second-in-command director, but they cannot accept that An Zhixia, who can almost be their granddaughter and is so beautiful, sits among them.

"Isn't this a joke?" A female cadre in her forties, her hair meticulously combed and covered with a hairnet, stood up angrily and said in a slightly sharp voice: "They are treating our spring performance group competition as a What's wrong? Just put someone in there and put it on the surface, and don't even bother to show off? Can you just go out and become a director or director of a TV station?"

"Lao Zhang, please calm down. So many people are building momentum for her. It shows that she has a very powerful background. Why are you struggling with your own future?" The person next to her pretended to persuade, her voice seemed low, but she was very skillful in letting everyone in the conference room know it. Everyone can catch it.

“Huh, a future? I don't believe that our industry is so bad, to be fair, we will be benched! Isn't the example of Yongyi Performing Troupe enough a lesson?

What kind of ability can a young yellow-haired girl have? She is boasted to be like that, and she doesn't know how much money she has spent to steal other people's works.

If she doesn't go out today, then I will leave with my bow. It saves me from busying myself with work, but it is foolishly used as a stepping stone. Why? "

 "Lao Zhang, don't be impulsive..."

“That's right, Lao Zhang, there are directors and deputy directors here, so wherever a director is needed, we can just turn a blind eye. Why are we so **** ourselves?”

"Look at how beautiful this little girl is. She will make people cry later. The big guys will have to say that we are not..." Everyone was adding firewood without fear.

"Oh, you are afraid of her, but I am not!" The **** surnamed Zhang gritted her teeth and stared at An Zhixia's porcelain-white and moist face and delicate and beautiful facial features, "I look at her because of her good looks, not Do you know who the big boss is? She is so coaxed that she gets such a high position shamelessly, without even considering whether she is worthy of it or not!"

 “Lao Zhang, if you pass, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth...”

"That's right, why should we be angry with a little girl? It's business to complete the tasks assigned by the organization!"

“Director and director is not a serious position, so who can hold it differently? Lao Zhang, you are very experienced, but our chief artist is in charge of costumes, props and makeup. No one can be without you!”

Everyone hurriedly acted as peacemakers to put out the fire. After all, the matter was getting serious, and everyone present would be affected.

Comrade Zhang, who was praised, sneered: "It's because I have such a little say that I don't allow cats and dogs to mess around in our team competition. The previous director at least had some good results, I turned a blind eye." It doesn't matter if she just closes one eye. As a person who relies on her face and body to make a living, what qualifications does she have to sit with us big guys?

 I still say the same thing..."

"I'm not leaving today, please help yourself," An Zhixia crossed her chest and raised her eyebrows with a chuckle: "If I hadn't followed the signs and specifically looked at the sign posted at the door, I would have thought that the food was here. The market is full of filth, how can it be said by a literary artist? For someone like you to be an artist, I'm really afraid of lowering the aesthetic taste of our leaders in Kyoto."

"You, you ignorant girl," Mr. Artist Zhang was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He pointed at her and trembled: "What qualifications do you have to be so arrogant? I have been coordinating the makeup and props for the team competitions for so many years. The whole picture!”

“You two colleagues, please calm down, Comrade An…Xiao An…”

"Please call me Teacher An, thank you!" An Zhixia said calmly with a cold and pretty face, full of aura.

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