I’m Really a Superstar

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Confuse.

curious.

eccentric.

Colleagues' eyes came from all directions, staring at Zhang Ye. Some were pointing and talking, but a few people didn't pay much attention and continued to work with their heads down.

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to stand facing so many complicated looks. Even if he didn't look at them, he would at least feel uncomfortable all over his body. Who could stand being stared at and whispered to like a giant panda? But Zhang Ye is not an ordinary person. He doesn't feel any pressure at all. Thinking back to the time when he was on the shore of Daming Lake... No, that's not the case. Thinking back to the radio station, he was shunned as a broom star by countless colleagues. Thinking back to the TV station, He was stared at like a mourning keeper by many of his peers, and he was used to it.

Besides, this time is different from the past.

In the past, he and his colleagues were notorious.

But this time, he was an anti-hijacking hero, and he saved more than a hundred people. What's wrong with him? Just watch it if you like.

After putting away his things, Zhang Ye turned on the company's computer and began to familiarize himself with the environment.

There were two people over there who seemed to want to come over and chat with Zhang Ye, but as soon as they got up, they hesitated and sat down again.

The first person who came to contact Zhang Ye was not someone from his department, but a staff member from the human resources department who came in from outside. Zhang Ye had never seen this person before. He was not the young man who picked him up in the lobby, but a second-level employee. A man of seventeen or eighteen years old, holding some documents and forms in his hand.

"Who is Zhang Ye?" the man asked.

A woman at the front pointed to the back and continued to work on herself.

Zhang Ye also heard it, "I am."

The man walked up and took out a form, "Please fill this out. The mobile phone number and address must be stored in the database for easy contact. File insurance and the like are a bit troublesome and will have to be processed next week."

"Okay." Zhang Ye took out his pen and started writing.

The man didn't leave either. He went to chat with a few people not far away with a smile, "Aqian, Xiaoyu, the beautiful woman who came yesterday, you didn't bully her, did you?"

Xiaoyu said: "How could it be?

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Ah Qian smiled and said, "It's too late for us to hold it."

The man smiled and said, "You two are not married yet, so you can pursue her."

A Qian rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, she's so beautiful, she doesn't deserve it."

The man said cheerfully: "If you don't chase me, you might be picked on by other colleagues. I have the files of all the people in the company. I can tell you for sure that there is no such beautiful girl in our entire company. Network TV You are really lucky to have such a beautiful woman in the department. Unlike our female comrades in the human resources department, who have a straight face every day, oh, don't mention it."

Zhang Ye put down his pen, raised his head and said, "Brother, I'm done writing."

"Okay, let me take a look." The man came back and glanced at his cousin, frowning and said: "You have to fill it all out, why is the column for your English name empty?"

Zhang Ye said: "I don't have an English name."

"You still have to write it if you don't have one," the man said.

Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "Why don't you write it?"

The man smacked his lips and said, "Can't I just pick anyone? Pete, David."

Zhang Ye was still very calm, "Let's forget it. I really don't know how to come up with such a name, and it's not important information. Just fill in the rest."

The man was a little annoyed, "Why isn't it important? Company regulations require everyone to write."

Generally speaking, foreign companies have this rule, but this is not a foreign company, right? Do you want an English name?

Zhang Ye thought for a while, took the form, and wrote in the top column -angyb

The man stopped him and said, "What are you talking about? Chinese pinyin is not English, so you can just pick one up. Who among you is not like this? If you can't think of one, I'll think of one for you."

The movement here attracted many people's attention.

Zhang Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the form on the table, and shouted: "Can't you hear me when I say I don't have an English name? If you are willing to worship foreigners, go and do it yourself. Don't get me, I'll take care of you." Chinese, I give you the English name of your uncle. I'm sick, why do you name me? Who are you? I only have one name, which was given to me by my parents."

The man is stupid

Everyone in the office area was also stupid.

"Are you swearing?" The man's face turned green.

Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "I'm ignoring you and you're not done yet. This is the first time I've heard of someone forcing someone to change their name. I don't have an English name. What's wrong with you?"

"You...you..." The man pointed at him and trembled.

As a native of the capital city, Zhang Ye also inherited the fine tradition of a part of the capital city people - the angry youth, in a city that had suffered from the war between the eight countries. In fact, he is not an irrational national angry youth. Zhang Ye can also accept foreign culture and some ideologies. He can also watch American dramas and animations, and also likes to eat steak and pizza. But for these, Zhang Ye never not proud of

A foreign name?

This has exceeded Zhang Ye's bottom line

As a newcomer who has only been in the company for less than an hour, Zhang Ye certainly doesn't want to have a conflict with his colleagues. Although they are not in the same department, the impact will be very bad, so he has been very calm and patient at the beginning. The man said that it was indeed impossible for him to come up with a foreign name that was neither yin nor yang, but the other party refused to listen no matter what he said and even got angry with Zhang Ye. How could Zhang Ye endure it? Fuck you

Wang Xiong came out of the office, obviously hearing the noise, "What's going on?"

The man from human resources found someone, and said angrily: "Mr. Wang, the new Zhang Ye didn't write his English name. I asked him to fill it in, saying it was company policy, and he even scolded me."

Wang Xiong said speechlessly: "Is it just this little thing?"

The man said angrily: "He actually cursed people."

Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "I said I don't have an English name, and you still want to give me a name. Who are you? It's your turn to name me? It's you I'm scolding."

Wang Xiong made a serious face, "What is Xiao Zhang doing?"

The man pointed over there and said, "Mr. Wang, look, look."

I read? What am I looking at and are you still telling me what to do? Wang Xiong knew this man and knew that he didn't know how to speak. Indeed, the company had regulations that required writing an English name, but that's all. If he didn't write it, he wouldn't write it. Besides, he glanced at the one that fell on the ground. Isn't it a form with eangyf written on it? It's also written in English letters. That's pretty much it. Why is there any need to be so pretentious? Do you still want to name people? People have to scold you. You can't speak at all. Does it have to be your turn to name someone else?

Wang Xiong waved his hand, "Okay, I understand, haven't you filled out the form? There is no more space, just put it in the file, we will discuss it if you have anything to do, what are you yelling like?"

"But he..." The man was not good at it, and his face was not good or bad.

Wang Xiong's voice sank, "This is the work area. What are you making a fuss about?"

The man knew that Deputy Director Wang was trying to protect his shortcomings. He held his breath but had no choice but to take Zhang Ye's form and walk away in despair.

As soon as he left, Wang Xiong said to Zhang Ye: "Xiao Zhang, this is a company. It's normal for colleagues to have work differences. You can't curse."

Zhang Ye also had a very good attitude, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I'll pay attention next time."

Wang Xiong didn't blame him for anything. He just said yes and went back.

The matter has calmed down, but everyone in the office area has no intention of calming down at all.

Damn it

Are you really scolding me?

What kind of temper do you have?

No one in the network TV department expected that under such circumstances, Zhang Ye, a newcomer, would dare to point at the human resources comrade and scold him. Anyone with a little workplace experience would not be able to do such a thing. But Zhang Ye scolded him, and if you look at it afterwards, he continued to play on the computer as if he were an old man. He was calm and calm, and he didn't take it seriously at all. Everyone knew it at a glance. This is definitely not the first time Zhang Ye has done this, otherwise he would never be so leisurely.

I go

What kind of colleague did they have here?

Everyone felt disappointed before, thinking what ability could such an ordinary young man have? How could he be as awesome as he was boasted about on TV and online? But now that they have a look, they understand that your mother is a wolf in sheep's clothing, and she is definitely a difficult master to get along with.

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice squeezed in.

"What's going on? I heard some scolding just now? What happened?" A sexy woman walked into the office area holding documents. Her face and body were both stunning.

"Teacher Dong is back?"

"Hey, just now a person from human resources asked one of our new colleagues to write an English name, but he started scolding him, and Mr. Wang was alarmed."

Several people explained to her one after another, all of them enthusiastically.

The woman blinked and said, "Can you still curse me?"

Zhang Ye, who was working on the computer with his head down, suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar, too familiar, so he looked up and was stunned, "Dong Shanshan?"

The woman was also startled, looked at him and said, "Zhang Ye?"

Zhang Ye was amused, "Hey, why are you here?"

Dong Shanshan also laughed, "I still want to ask, how come you... I understand, you came to Shanghai to work at Weiwo Company?"

Zhang Ye said, "You also come here to be a network host?"

Your sister, aren’t you here to make movies, aren’t you here to make TV series, your words are too stupid

However, many things became clear at this moment. It was obviously not a coincidence that the two of them met on the plane. It turned out that Weiwo Company not only invited Zhang Ye, but also Dong Shanshan. It is estimated that Dong Shanshan was invited before him. Yes, otherwise the flight tickets wouldn't have been booked in such a hurry. Zhang Ye was asked to fly the next day. It was obvious that the company was trying to save trouble by booking the two people's tickets together, and then they met on the plane. .

Everyone was dumbfounded. Do they know each other?

Dong Shanshan smiled and said, "Isn't he the person you scolded just now?"

Zhang Ye nodded and said, "If you have to force me to give you an English name, it's better if I don't do it."

Dong Shanshan was overjoyed when she remembered something, "Hahaha, you are still the same angry young man as when you were in college. Although three or four years have passed, I still remember the English class in my freshman year. The teacher asked the whole class to Everyone has an English name, and they will call us that in the future. Everyone started to do it, but it turned out that you were lucky. I spent half a class with the English teacher on why a Chinese person should have an English name. In the end, the English teacher was so angry that he threw down his lecture notes and dismissed the get out of class. Hahaha, why are you still the same?"

Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly: "As a matter of principle, we cannot retreat."

The conversation between the two made them suddenly realize that Zhang Ye and Dong Damei were college classmates. They both graduated from Communication University with a major in broadcasting.