Wang Fuchun, who presided over the meeting, had not yet arrived, and the colleagues present passed the time waiting by greetings.

Lu Naiwen said to everyone: "I finally escaped a big storm, and I finally have a chance to sit down and talk." Finally, he nodded, and his gaze stopped on Li Fengzhu for a moment.

Li Fengzhu smiled at him, and his heart was open. Lu Naiwen has a lot of identities, and his time must have been planned in advance. It is not difficult to guess from his opening remarks that he was invited by someone to talk about friendship or something.

looked up, and the topic on the blackboard under Li Fengzhu's name really gave her a headache. It was written that "the company recommended the head is suspected of human trafficking".

A nonsense excuse hit the muzzle of the gun, and you have to hurry up to think of a countermeasure.

As for Jiang Yiyao, she didn't want to get too close to Wang Fuchun, and at the same time, she knew that the supplement she was responsible for could not be the center of the meeting. Therefore, he sat down next to Li Fengzhu, and muttered softly: "No wonder I was collecting the topic in the morning, it turned out that I was going to have a meeting in the afternoon." ”

Li Fengzhu turned the pen in his hand in a circle, but his mind was elsewhere. Chen Yanping said that Wang Fuchun temporarily proposed a meeting, Lu Naiwen vacated time in advance, and Jiang Yiyao was unintentionally preparing for the meeting although he was unaware. And a lie that I inadvertently told in the morning was actually going to be discussed. It seems that the message to everyone is well-thought out and targeted.

Maybe no one will have a hard time today, pull out these topics one by one, find faults, and then make a heart-wrenching summary, then you can reasonably put forward the topic of hiring someone from outside to be the deputy editor-in-chief.

"Sorry, it's late. ”

Wang Fuchun's arrival pulled Li Fengzhu's thoughts back to the conference room, and she looked around, there were very few people who took this stubble.

Seeing this, Wang Fuchun reluctantly swallowed this sulk. After a brief opening remarks, he asked the heads and writers of each section to introduce the topic selection plan for the new quarter one by one.

First of all, Lu Naiwen stated on behalf of the supplement "Economic Circles": "It has been a year since the national economic construction movement was proposed. Next, we would like to do a field trip to see the real progress in agriculture, mining, transportation and other aspects during the year. If the interview goes well, the survey is likely to continue into the fourth quarter. ”

There are such talents as the economic supplement, and Wang Fuchun has no second sentence except for satisfaction.

The absent-minded Li Fengzhu picked up the pen and scribbled a long list of question marks on the paper. When she drew the first stroke, she was able to clearly consider what kind of justification she needed to find in order to remove the topic of human trafficking in a reasonable way. However, when she wrote the second pen, she began to think crankily, if the report of the domestic product movement failed, how to explain it to the kidnappers?

"I'm sorry, you forced me!" followed by a gunshot, and the child ceased to cry abruptly. An invisible cold wind penetrated Li Fengzhu's body from left to right, poking hard at her arm. The thin wrist twitched to himself, and the pen fell in response, interrupting Wang Fuchun's speech for half a second in a very discordant manner.

On the one hand, Li Fengzhu was frightened by the picture he imagined, and on the other hand, he was also stunned by the gaze of everyone, and his cheeks began to burn on both sides. She touched half of her cheek with the back of her hand to cool down, pursed her lips unnaturally, and clearly tasted a sourness flowing from her mouth to her heart.

The corners of Wang Fuchun's mouth hung down in dissatisfaction, and he continued to say according to the draft he had prepared: "On the topic of women...... It is possible to focus on women's work under the New Life Movement, and to take a positive and positive stance. Women should be guided to understand themselves, as they are the driving force behind the transformation of family life. Yes, that's a good sentence! These are Madame Chiang's exact words. He looked up at the blackboard and chattered to himself, then picked up the pen and added a few more words to the paper.

Jiang Yiyao smiled indifferently: "So, as soon as a man comes home, he is about the same as a dead person, right?"

Most of the people present were very tired of Wang Fuchun's efforts to fly into the temple, but they were unwilling to turn against each other easily because of the friendship they had formed over the years.

The atmosphere naturally froze, and after a while, someone in the corner couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I don't think it's wrong to say the driving force, not the only driving force. Wang Fuchun slammed the knife at most of the people in the room, and finally fixed it on Jiang Yiyao's face, "Madame also encouraged women with higher knowledge to instruct their neighbors on how to discipline their children, how to handle housework, and teach the women around them to read and write." Such hard work can be called a golden word. Isn't Mies-Chiang impressed?"

Jiang Yiyao snorted coldly in her heart, this is good, she is called "Madam", and she is as intimate as if she is a personal secretary.

I saw that she pushed the pen and paper forward slightly, hugged her arms in front of her chest, and her eyes were full of doubts: "It is a good thing for women to read and write, but why can't they be promoted in a centralized and efficient way in the school, but slowly solved through amateur means?"

Wang Fuchun threw the manuscript on the table and said angrily: "I think you want to raise the bar." ”

Jiang Yiyao snorted coldly: "Isn't the discussion just about expressing your own opinions?" In fact, the topic I submitted was not to support Xinyun, and I personally think that Xinyun is a failure, which is ridiculous and absurd. ”

At this point, most of the people nodded in agreement. However, Gao Jian, the sales manager, hurriedly shook his hand to stop her from continuing: "The New Life Movement is a major plan of the country, and it is okay to make suggestions, but Mi Si Jiang's words are probably a bit ...... That's a big deal. Xinyun pursues discipline, morality, order, and cleanliness, and its purpose is to improve national morality and enrich national knowledge. ”

"yes. Aren't you talking about resisting Japan all day long? I think that the implementation of the new movement is to resist Japan!" Wang Fuchun glanced at the few reporters who had just nodded in agreement with Jiang Yiyao, and his knuckles were clasped on the table, making a sonorous sound, "We must catch up with the national quality of Japan and even the European and American powers, and then the Northeast issue will be completely solved, and this is the reason why I take the position of 'delaying resistance.'" It is far wiser to say less and do more to surpass with strength than to hit a stone with an egg. ”

"What's the use of theory, why don't you talk about implementation?" Jiang Yiyao glanced at him and continued to speak: "I want to ask my colleagues, has anyone noticed any new slogans in the barber shop on the street recently?"

However, what was given back to Jiang Yiyao was not a tacit understanding, but an absent-minded silence, which made her a little embarrassed.

The attention of the whole room was projected on Li Fengzhu.

Wang Fuchun lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc. Gao Jian looked at Li Fengzhu coldly, and then looked at Xu Xinqi with the mentality of watching a play.

Only then did Lu Naiwen realize that there would be hidden waves in this topic, so he took a thoughtful sip of tea.

Xu Xinqi coughed at Li Fengzhu, but he still saw her nailed to the seat with a clay statue-like image, and she didn't even blink her eyelids. So, I had to answer on my behalf: "Is Mies Jiang telling the joke of 'perming is a woman's branch'?"

"That's right!" Jiang Yiyao, who was rescued from the embarrassment, breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was talking, his eyes still couldn't help but glance at Li Fengzhu twice, "Since it was mentioned above that women's perms are extravagant and bad habits, things have evolved into this ghost. The streets are full of straight-haired girls, and instead of changing the bad problem of wasting money, it has also contributed to it. Originally, people permed their curly hair, and they wouldn't go to the barber shop again for a few months. It's better now, everyone has to pay more money to get their hair back. Who is extravagant, and who is causing the extravagance?"

Someone chimed in on with the example: "I forget where the joke is, it is said that drinking tea is defined as lazy pleasure." However, when we go to tea stalls and teahouses, what we drink is nothing more than tea foam, so why should we say that it is pleasure? If we want to talk about pleasure, we have to talk about those capitalists, one or two tea leaves and one or two gold, that is a drunken gold fan!"

Wang Fuchun's liver became more and more angry, and he kept shaking the folding fan, and his speech speed increased: "Although the process is tortuous, do you need me to repeat it? The purpose of Xinyun ......?"

Jiang Yiyao raised his hand to signal that he didn't have to go down and say, "Editor-in-chief, you have the right to agree with Xinyun." But I would like to ask, if you were to write the pen, how would you put it down? Could it be that openly speaking, in our country, men do not like to button up their clothes, and women love to perm their hair, which directly leads to us being bullied by others? And Japan's strength is due to the fact that its people have the habit of washing their faces with cold water? If those officials and masters in Nanjing are willing to bow down to their dignity, it is not difficult to find that among the common people, there are many extremely poor people who cannot afford to buy carbon fires, and it is not only cold water to wash their faces, but also to have cold water to bathe in their eyes is regarded as a behavior that only decent people have. The problem of laziness and extravagance lies in the idle class, especially the big capitalists, and it is the ordinary people who are most constrained at present. Therefore, I conclude that Xinyun will not have any effect. ”

Wang Fuchun slapped the table heavily, propped his elbows on it, and his index finger shook for a long time without being able to make any sense. In the end, he still tried to resolve the dispute in a one-word style: "This issue is not within your responsibility." ”

It can be seen that Jiang Yiyao has a stomach that can be taken out to talk about, but Xu Xinqi grabbed the conversation and said: "On the topic of Xinyun, if Miss Jiang has no objections, I am willing to assist or even take over." It is indeed more appropriate to publish it in the important news page or the city's supplementary journal than the women's magazine. ”

Xu Xinqi thinks so, instead of spending time and effort to reverse Wang Fuchun's outdated concepts, it is better to use ingenuity to bypass the dispute. Since he decided that these discussions should not appear in the women's supplement, he simply changed the page to a suitable one.

Wang Fuchun asked him mockingly: "You, you busy man, where did you get the time? If I remember correctly, in the morning you also said that the topic in Li Fengzhu's hand was a little dangerous, and he planned to take over it personally. I don't think you have three heads and six arms, why do you have to take every topic?!"