bacchusnovels Chapter 428 The company is a vegetable market!
Chapter 428 The company is a vegetable market!
Kim Tai Fook Security Department.
This is the quietest place in the entire building.
After all, those who can work here are either retired veterans or professional security personnel; what kind of gold and silver mountains haven't they seen?
What kind of top-tier celebrities haven't you escorted before?
They weren't as crazy as the other departments.
Because they can leave at any time!
"Captain, my heart keeps pounding. I just don't feel at ease with Goddess Baizhi."
A security guard adjusted his headset, glancing at the monitor screen every now and then.
"Wearing that red dress, if something happens, we guys can't afford the consequences. How about... we lead the team to the photography department?"
The security captain, sitting comfortably in his swivel chair with a thermos in his hand, asked with a puzzled expression upon hearing this:
"Something happened? What happened?"
The captain blew on the foam in his cup, his tone calm and steady.
"You bunch of newbies are so naive! This is the headquarters of King Tai Fook!"
"Here, everyone coming and going is a high-earning professional, someone who values class and decorum!"
"This is the headquarters of King Fook Jewellery nationwide! Superstars come to borrow jewelry every now and then."
"When one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the music scene came last time, no one in our hall even looked up; they were all calmly working on the reports."
So, don't worry.
The captain patted the young security guard on the shoulder and said earnestly:
"Remember, the key to success for our King Fook employees is composure, calmness, and acceptance of anything unusual."
"Daredevil fans? They don't exist, unless the sun rises in the west today!"
"But, Captain, look at the security footage..."
The security guard in charge of monitoring nearby had a trembling voice.
"What surveillance? Let me see..."
The security captain leaned over to take a look, and the next second, he jumped up from his swivel chair, nearly smashing his thermos on the mahogany table.
"Holy crap! What's going on?"
On the screen, the office areas that should have been occupied with their respective duties were now undergoing an extremely rare mass migration.
The finance department staff, carrying calculators, sprinted like they were doing a 100-meter dash.
The HR ladies, wearing sky-high heels, somehow managed to outrun a Ferrari.
The worst was the cleaning lady, who pushed a cart full of mops, driving recklessly through the Dali Temple corridor like a tank, shouting slogans at the top of her lungs:
"Make way! Make way!"
"The tiles in Studio One aren't shining, I need to go wipe them clean, everyone be careful not to block the way!"
Throughout the surveillance footage of the entire King Fook headquarters, everyone seemed to be summoned by some mysterious magnetic field.
There's only one destination—Studio One of the photography department!
"Is this what you call good manners? Is this what you call composure?"
The security captain looked at the crowd that was about to burst in the corridor, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
"You only see this kind of scene when year-end bonuses are handed out!"
The security captain abruptly ripped off his jacket, revealing a sharp uniform, and roared:
"However, this is the headquarters of King Tai Fook!"
"Gathering and causing trouble during work hours, do they think the company is a vegetable market?"
"You guys, follow me and charge over there! No matter which department they're from, drag them out and make them write self-criticisms!"
In his view, this was nothing more than a few young, inexperienced employees who had just joined the company and were chasing after celebrities.
He had already planned it out: he would first use his loud voice to intimidate them, then use a warning as his trump card, which would surely make these people run faster than rabbits.
that's it.
A group of burly men in black from the security department.
Led by the captain, they stormed into the photography department corridor like a rampaging bulldozer.
However, when the security captain stormed into the photography department corridor with great momentum and saw the back of that troublesome guy on the outermost layer, the "No noise allowed" that was about to come out got stuck in his throat, making his old face turn blue.
He was a man wearing a dark gray custom-made suit.
Although it was only a view from behind, his signature Mediterranean hairstyle shone with an air of authority under the lights.
"Director Zhang?"
The security captain's baton dropped instantly, and his heart skipped a beat.
That was the head of the brand design department, a ruthless character who even the president had to give some face to in meetings, but at this moment he was peeking in without any regard for his image, standing on tiptoe.
The security captain wiped away a bead of cold sweat and muttered to himself:
"The director is human too, it's normal for him to be a fan of a celebrity... Find someone else!"
He planned to bypass the director and pick on a few easy targets, but then his gaze drifted to the left.
The man on the left, adjusting his glasses and pushing his way forward, is the marketing manager.
She's usually so arrogant, but now she's like an old lady who missed out on a discounted egg.
The security captain's lips twitched, and his gaze continued to move inside. The more he looked, the more alarmed he became, and the weaker his legs felt.
Director Wang from the Administration Department, Minister Li from the Marketing Department, Sister Zhao from Human Resources...
The most outrageous thing is that the old man with a potbelly standing at the front of the crowd, who was seriously adjusting his tie, was actually the company's vice president!
"Captain, are you still kicking people out?"
The security guard behind him shrank back, his voice trembling.
Chase them away?
The captain's lips twitched, and he roared inwardly.
If I fire the vice president, I'll be sitting in the CEO's seat at Jin Dafu tomorrow!
"Everyone, switch to maintaining order! No one is allowed to make loud noises or disturb the filming!"
"Oh, and make sure the leaders are well protected; don't let the paparazzi outside take advantage of any loopholes!"
The captain decisively backed down and led his bodyguards to stand guard on both sides of the corridor like wooden stakes.
And so, the security department, which originally planned to clear the area, instantly became a human wall protecting the high-ranking leaders.
After giving the instructions.
The security captain stared at the tightly closed door of the dressing room, a question lingering in his mind:
"Angelica dahurica?"
"Although he's been quite popular online lately and raised 70 million, he's still just a newcomer who's just started out."
"These high-ranking officials, who've seen it all, are acting like they've never seen anything like it before, blocking the entrance like they're made of glass? Are divas worthless these days?"
Before the words had even finished, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the end of the corridor:
"Teacher Bai Zhi is out! Make way! Everyone, step back!"
The heavy doors of the dressing room slowly opened.
In that instant, the originally noisy corridor seemed to have been silenced by a deity.
A stunningly beautiful girl stepped into the crowd's view, her steps moving with an ancient and solemn rhythm.