After the two big guys exchanged their official duties, they remembered that there was a Bu Fan who was making soy sauce next to him.

At this time, Lan Xinling turned her eyes to Bu Fan, who was acting as a light bulb, and a smile appeared on her face and said, "Bu Fan, you did a good job, I'm optimistic about you."

Bu Fan grinned and touched his buzz cut and said to Lan Xinling embarrassedly: "That Sister Lan, don't praise me, let's talk about it, I should be raising my tail."

Lan Xinling looked at Bu Fan carefully and saw that although Bu Fan said he wanted to raise his tail, his attitude was very straight and his mentality was calm. He could not tell that he wanted to raise his tail.

Knowing that he was joking, Lan Xinling nodded secretly.

In the entertainment industry, she has seen too many artists who have achieved some results but don’t know how to be tall and strong. Although she has been popular for a while, she will disappear in no time. She doesn’t want such things to appear on her hands.

The same thing is said, "What is your surname important!"

Seeing Bu Fan's appearance, Lan Xinling was very satisfied. He thought for a while and said, "Some time ago, the company received a very interesting book. The company decided to vote for him. One of the characters is quite suitable for you. I will give it to you to try."

When Bu Fan heard this, he immediately nodded and flattered, "Boss Lan, you are so nice. My admiration for you is like a surging river, and it is like the Yellow River flooding, so I won't say anything else. In the future, if you have something to do, just say hello to me, and don't say anything else. I'm proficient in everything..."

When will Bu Fan take the time to express his loyalty at this time? He took the time to take over his heartfelt words.

Lan Xinling heard Bu Fan's words become more and more outrageous, and waved his hands repeatedly to interrupt Bu Fan's words.

Let’s not talk about the memorization, it’s impossible, it’s impossible.

Let’s talk about serving tea and pouring water. Can a big man’s rolling pin-like fingers work with her soft and cute assistant?

Two words, "Dislike!"

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Lan Xinling said: "Okay, I'll give you the opportunity. You have to cherish it. You should perform well during the audition. This time I will find you the first time..."

"Nani?"

When Bu Fan heard this, his eyes lit up and asked uncertainly: "Boss Lan has not passed through Teacher Feng's hand?"

According to the company's previous practice, when you have a good book, you should give Feng Feng a look at it. After Feng Feng took the rest, it was Bu Fan's turn. Of course, Feng Feng's main energy is still focused on his studies, which gave Bu Fan a lot of opportunities.

This time, Lan Xinling said this, but it was unintentional that this book was not handed over to Feng Feng first, and went directly to Bu Fan's hands. This surprised Bu Fan, and at the same time, he realized that his position in the company had increased invisibly.

"No! There is no role for him in the play."

After getting Lan Xinling's affirmation, Bu Fan smiled three points and quickly patted his chest to promise, "Don't worry, Sister Lan promises not to embarrass the organization."

At this moment, Qi Qi, who had not spoken next to her, suddenly said something, which made Bu Fan, who had already floated to heaven, come to hell again in an instant.

"I'd better not arrange roles for him first. Lao Lan will give you a task to urge Bu Fan to learn English well, and when will he take on the role when he can practice oral communication?"

Bu Fan, who was originally smiling and bowing to thank him, suddenly froze in the air. He could not bend it any longer, but he would not have the confidence to support him.

"Mr. Qi, I...I didn't hear it clearly just now? What are you saying?"

Bu Fan thought he had hallucinations and quickly shook his head, which had been insomnia because of the award these two days, and now he was fragile in his nerves.

"The company gives you a mandatory task, learn English first and then take on the show."

"But it's very difficult! If you haven't learned it for a year, then you won't be able to take on the show for a year?"

When it comes to acting, Bu Fan is confident that he can win any role, even if he can't win it himself, the system will help him win it. However, if he wants to master a foreign language, the system conditions do not allow it...

"It's just that you are asking you to learn oral conversation first and be able to communicate normally. It's not difficult. It depends on whether you use it carefully. If you don't learn it for a year, you won't take the show for a year. If you don't learn it for two years, you won't take the show for two years. As for the first time when I joined the company, I promise you that the resources I will make up for when you learn it."

After saying that, Qi Qi popularized Bu Fan's performance at the Berlin Film Festival to the curious Lan Xinling next to him. After Qi Qi finished speaking, Lan Xinling stood firmly on Qi Qi's side.

At the same time, I also felt Qi Qi's good intentions for Bu Fan.

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Seeing the two bosses' extremely serious expressions, Bu Fan was furious.

"What's wrong with me not being able to speak English? I'm proud, I'm proud... I'm patriotic!"

But Bu Fan dared not speak out, and he found that he was shamelessly cowardly.

The company's big boss, his direct boss, was staring at the two big bosses with cold eyes, Bu Fan found that he didn't even dare to say anything to resist.

I think he was a passionate and patriotic young man who was defeated by two women. I think he was born in China, which has been passed down for 5,000 years, and he still had to learn English...

"Those two big guys, I will study hard and improve every day, but that... I won't need to stop the show!"

"Can you guarantee?"

"I swear..." Hearing Qi Qi's doubts, Bu Fan quickly put down his hand holding the suitcase, raised three fingers and sweared to the sky: "He wants to be a tough man, and he can't be pressed by the women. There is no such thing as heaven."

Of course he dared not say this, but it did not prevent him from praying silently in his heart.

Qi Qi looked at Lan Xinling, "What do you say?"

"Since Bu Fan has such a determination, let's take a look at the effect first. If it doesn't work, it will be cut off..."

"Well, okay, let's arrange it like this first!"

Looking at the two of you who were left alone, you decided your next fate with me and I. Bu Fan wanted to sing to the sky.

Get up, people who don't want to be slaves

Put our flesh and blood

Build our new Great Wall

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Advance in the enemy's artillery fire

Go forward... Go forward... Go forward!

Bu Fan wanted to strode forward, but he said that there would be resistance wherever there was oppression. He wanted to rush into the company to attract a group of like-minded young people to resist this undemocratic regime.

He wanted to stand on the desk and shout out his feelings in his heart to these oppressed people, his desire for equality between men and women, and his ideals in his heart.

Two thousand years ago, women were men's goods.

A thousand years ago, men were able to shout loudly that brothers were like brothers and feet, and women were like clothes.

Five hundred years ago, men could marry as much as they wanted, and three wives and four concubines were even more ordinary. At that time, women had to always follow the three obediences and four virtues, and their husbands were in a long way.

A hundred years ago, with the impact of the new culture, women shouted about equality between men and women, and women also wanted to be free. We pity them, we gave them the hope they wanted, brought them a happy dawn, and ended the long night of men's superiority and women's inferiority for five thousand years.

However, a hundred years later, we must face up to the tragic fact that women have been treated equally, but we men have lost equality. A hundred years later, under the shackles of love, marriage, etc., men's lives are greatly squeezed; a hundred years later, men are driven by women to a poor island in the ocean of material abundant; a hundred years later, men are shivering under the shadow of women, and realize that they are the losers of sovereignty. Today, we gather here to make this horrifying situation public.

In a sense, today we gathered in the office to demand the fulfillment of our promises. Our cry is to make promises to every man who comes here with a strong aura, giving all people the right to survive, freedom and the pursuit of happiness.

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When we act, we must ensure that we move forward. We cannot go backward. Now someone asks us, "Are you still not satisfied after being superior to men and women for thousands of years?"

No, as long as men are still subject to barbaric persecution that women cannot describe, we will never be satisfied.

As long as we are tired from traveling outside and are treated unfairly when we return home, we will never be satisfied.

As long as we men offer sacrifices every month but still have to look at the face of women, we will never be satisfied.

As long as we have a washboard and a durian at home, we will never be satisfied.

No! We are not satisfied now, nor are we satisfied in the future, unless justice and justice are like the waves of rivers and seas, surging and rolling in.

I have not noticed that some of the people who attended today's rally suffered and torture; some still hurt their knees now, some were hit by crazy persecution in their places of residence due to their search for freedom, and were shaking in the whirlwind of their wives' atrocities. You are long-term victims of human pain. Keep it up and firmly believe that enduring undeserved pain is a sin.
Chapter completed!