Such a move not only made everyone confused, but also caught some off guard. I'm talking about her topic, she ran away, what about the meeting?

Seeing this, Xu Xinqi knew that it was impossible to chase him out. I had to run to the window, push the glass window, and ask "where are you going?" in a loud voice. His mind was so messy that he didn't know how to survive this embarrassing scene.

Jiang Yiyao, who was also at a loss, followed two steps behind, and saw Li Fengzhu's figure "whooshing" to the end of his sight, and he couldn't see it anymore. Turning his head, the room was full of people, either standing up or stretching their necks, and no one could control their curiosity. A few people got together and whispered, and they didn't care about anything else.

Lu Naiwen was obviously frightened as well. As Li Fengzhu's introducer, his situation is not much better than Xu Xinqilai. Therefore, first of all, I want to make the big things as small as possible: "The talent in a person's belly is always inseparable from the eccentricity of temperament, and even very proportional." Although I had a hunch that this Miss would not be a player who played according to common sense, I never expected it to be so chic......"

Wang Fuchun was rudely put aside, and he was naturally very angry at first. However, after a slight turn of his mind, he thought that this was an opportunity to send it to the door, and he had planned a plan for a long time, and finally had a very valid excuse. Although he still maintained anger on his face, he was already snickering in his heart. Because of this, no one was given face, and many people shouted at Xu Xinqi: "Is this your management level as the director of the information department?

For a while, the room was really silent. Everyone even raised their eyelids, all with a cautious attitude.

Xu Xinqi knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and his face seemed to have overturned the color palette, pursed his lips, held the window with his hand, and didn't move for a long time.

Li Fengzhu is very abnormal, but Wang Fuchun is also abnormal. Suddenly there was a meeting, and as soon as the meeting started, he kept finding fault with his face. When she contacted the attitude of the external deputy editor-in-chief, Jiang Yiyao had a strong intuition in her heart, regardless of whether she was reasonable or not, she had to suppress Wang Fuchun's arrogance first. Because took a step forward and broke the silence: "I believe she has a reason. ”

Okay, I'm afraid that you won't come forward, but you are willing to cooperate. Wang Fuchun thought so, stiffened and stretched out his index finger, pointed at her angrily, and began to tremble with anger. Hatefully warned: "It's not up to you!"

Xu Xinqi was silent, and thought about what Li Fengzhu said before entering the house several times. He somewhat understood Wang Fuchun's intentions, this meeting had no good intentions at all, but Li Fengzhu had the intention to remind him to cherish himself. However, the person who handed the knife out a few minutes ago was also her Li Fengzhu. What's going on?

The scene in front of him is not allowed Xu Xinqi to continue to think about it, no matter what it is, he has to give a sentence immediately.

Therefore, thinking about it, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yiyao's bruised forehead, and repeatedly expressed the same attitude: "I believe she has a reason." ”

From the attitude towards Li Fengzhu, the attitude taken by the three of them shows that it is a confrontation scene at this moment. But Xu Xinqi's posture still maintains elegance, so although Wang Fuchun's eye knife keeps stabbing past, there is a feeling of hitting the soft pillow.

However, the irrelevant sales manager Gao Jian was particularly keen to express his position today. actually took the case, and accused again and again: "I hate women with a bad temper, and whenever something doesn't go their way, they turn around and run away silently." If you play these little tricks on your husband at home, it may be fun for the two of you. But I can't look down on me like this at work. It can be seen that only women and villains are difficult to raise!"

Jiang Yiyao turned around and looked at him squarely, with a hint of disdain hidden in her raised eyebrows. Regardless of the industry, sales is always a vital but highly discriminated department, let alone in a newspaper where literati gather. Gao Jian sits firmly in the position of manager, which means that his heart and eyes must be astute. It is true that in addition to reporting business, he never took the initiative to show himself.

But this time it's unusual. Jiang Yiyao stretched out two fingers and gently rubbed her earlobe, and a faint smile appeared on her face when she lowered her eyes. This guy is really good at calculating, and he has seen Wang Fuchun's thoughts, and is ready to do what he likes, and then kill two birds with one stone. At this time, fanning the flames and letting the candidate of the first echelon get off the horse, as a candidate for the second echelon, the probability is high, and at the same time, he also slapped the sycophants of the right person. By the way, there is also a strange phenomenon that cannot be ignored, as the name suggests, the topic selection will only target reporters, and suddenly he is also included, isn't this ironclad evidence of the conspiracy.

It seems that there are more and more people with ghosts in the society. This is basically consistent with Xu Xinqi's prediction.

Jiang Yiyao thought about it, since Xu Xinqi has the ability to foresee, he naturally has the ability to balance. She can't let these selfish villains succeed, and she can't say anything to find a way to help Xu Xinqi get on the horse. Because he deliberately made a little noise, he sneered at Gao Jian again and again.

Sure enough, Gao Jian's eyelids jumped, and he arched for a while: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Gao who got angry at some point and talked nonsense." Everyone knows Mies Jiang's style, and her gestures are all generals, and she has no appearance of a little daughter. Working with you, I don't feel the slightest gender difference. ”

This man has a glaring flaw, but I'm afraid few people in the newspaper can detect it. He doesn't dare to offend anyone, but intentionally or unintentionally, he will inevitably offend his female colleagues. Perhaps, in his eyes, he never sees women as competitors, so naturally he does not need to be careful to maintain a good relationship. More likely, he felt in his heart that praising a woman for not being like a woman was indeed a positive compliment.

Jiang Yiyao just wanted to use this topic to play a role, so she asked him rhetorically: "Is it a compliment to evaluate that I don't look like a woman?"

Gao Jian was choked so much that he couldn't hold the corners of his mouth, there was a twitch on his face, his mouth was still apologizing, but the volume went all the way down: "Dissipate your anger, you don't remember the villain." ”

"I'm not angry. Jiang Yiyao grinned and put on a fake smile, "It's also a coincidence." You hate grumpy women, and I don't like villains who talk a lot, especially those who turn their backs and talk a lot, I hate them very much. So, let's get even. ”

These words have the meaning of stirring up a thousand waves with one stone, and the sound of gasping cold air constantly comes. The more such movements, the more people will come back to it.

"I made an appointment with someone at the post office and said goodbye first. Gao Jian glared at Jiang Yiyao, arched his hand twice towards Wang Fuchun, raised his feet and walked out.

"Then, I ...... too" Lu Naiwen said slowly, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stood up and whispered, "I also want to take a leave and leave early." ”

Wang Fuchun's face, which was red and green for a while, squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, and said politely: "Mr. Lu, I'll send you." ”

However, the door that had been slammed was kept shut.

After more than ten minutes, Jiang Yiyao slowed down, raised the watch high, and looked at the dial for a while. It wasn't until someone couldn't hold back and whispered the first sentence "Let's disperse", and everyone left one after another.

Xu Xinqi's head was a mess of porridge, holding his forehead with one hand, hanging there with the other, grabbing the air indiscriminately.

The last one to go was Chen Yanping, who had just finished listening to Jia Qianzhong's speech in the morning, and couldn't wait to start writing while sitting on the tram. When I heard that there was going to be a topic selection meeting, I didn't even drink my saliva, so I finished writing the first draft. He can be described as solemn, but no matter how much he wants to break his head, he never expects the meeting to end like this. The chaotic situation brought him a lot of shock, but also gave him a lot of disappointment, and his body was a little unable to get up for a while, so he could only prop up the table, push the chair back, and drag out the extremely harsh noise.

Jiang Yiyao, who casually pulled a chair and leaned against the contemplative Jiang Yiyao, was startled by this sound, raised her head and said, "Yo, child, it turns out that you are here, and you are almost gone." Despite her playful words, she couldn't squeeze out much of a smile on her face.

"So that's how the job is......" Chen Yanping seemed to respond, and as if no one wanted to deal with it, he muttered and moved out of the conference room.

Xu Xinqi came back to his senses, just glanced at his back, and then began to pace the six gods again. Then he sighed to Jiang Yiyao and explained: "I understand his mood at the moment, although he joined the club early, his main business is just a student. Although he has been editing and writing in the past few years, and has also taken on the title of chief writer, in my impression, he has never participated in the topic selection meeting. Either he writes wherever he thinks, or we invite him to write when our discussions come to fruition. Such a tense scene is indeed the first time he has experienced it. ”

"There are some scenes that I have never seen before. However, some people can be reasonable, so I am not in a hurry to confront the results at a moment's notice. When Jiang Yiyao spoke, she easily put the manuscript paper left on the table together. Inevitably, I remembered the scene that I was surprised again. Her explanation to Li Fengzhu did not mean that she agreed with the practice of suddenly throwing her hands away, but compared to this, Wang Fuchun's purpose of holding this meeting made her more angry. Two hearts rushed to the top of her head, so angry that she gritted her teeth and threw the manuscript paper she had just received on the corner of the table.

With a heavy sigh, Xu Xinqi squatted down to pick it up.

Jiang Yiyao's evil breath in her heart, no matter how she flares up, it is difficult to calm down: "What I hate the most is that I am in Cao Ying's heart and in Han! I look at him, I have wanted to go to the "Central Daily" for a long time. No matter how well we do here, the benefits are limited. Hmph, unlike the president of the Friendship Daily, the Propaganda Minister has always served concurrently. If you can exercise to go to the central newspaper, then it will become a study walk. ”

Xu Xinqi put the manuscript paper in his arms and looked up at her. The tone remained calm, but as he spoke, the tail began to tremble: "I understand your anger and worry. For a newspaper, poor sales and financial constraints are all temporary difficulties, as long as the heart is in the soul, there will always be a day to turn over. However, if you lose the freedom and space for discussion, even if you are still beautiful on the outside, you will undoubtedly be on a desperate road if you lose your spirit. ”