Because it was still early, the door of the newspaper office was only half open, and there were few people.

I saw that behind the half-man-tall pile of newspapers, a head slowly poked out, blinked his eyes twice, his mouth just moved, and a yawn popped out first, and then he lazily said: "Please ask Your Excellency Taifu." ”

"Ta Kung Pao" Li Fengzhu. ”

The man's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his voice rang out: "It's you......"

Regarding the curiosity of all walks of life about female reporters, Li Fengzhu has long been used to it. In addition, at this moment, she was anxious to know who she had lost, so she didn't have the heart to deal with it, so she just turned her head off with a cold face and refused to greet her.

The strange thing is that the person was not annoyed by this impoliteness, and chased after her eyes to continue the conversation: "Coincidentally, no, I have worked with Xu Xinqijun of your newspaper." ”

It's difficult, to meet someone who has no heart and no lungs. Li Fengzhu thought about it, so he had to reluctantly raise his head and promise: "Hello." ”

When the other party heard this, he immediately smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Li Fengzhu first saw that there were still unwashed ink on his wrists, and when his eyes met, he noticed that his hair was unkempt, his eyes were red, and his eyes were hanging, probably a reporter who had been in a hurry all night.

As I was thinking this, I heard the man continue, "There is even more coincidence! Yesterday morning I went to Saifen Road on an errand, and it seems that I met him again." But he was so busy that he didn't even see me. But it's strange that he is not standing next to the original partner I knew before. But......" Although his eyes looked at Li Fengzhu, he suddenly smiled, almost grinning at the root of his ears, "It's fashionable to divorce these days!"

Why is it so difficult to find someone? You have to talk all the way to other people's families. Li Fengzhu secretly slandered herself, seeing that there was a strange presumptuous look in this person's eyes, as if she was waiting for her to make some comments on Xu Xinqi's private life. After being awkwardly opposed for a while, Li Fengzhu was helpless by the look in his eyes, so he could only say perfunctorily: "Director Xu and his wife have a deep love for the plaice, and they are not divorced." ”

I only heard him mutter, "That...... Confidantes have never been left behind. ”

This sounded like a feeling, but Li Fengzhu was at a loss for a while, and only felt that this newspaper was really a little crooked, and they were all so inexplicable. She thought that if she knew everything like this, should the other party immediately return the answer she wanted?

But the man didn't answer the question of which room Tang Shubai was working in, and he even chattered endlessly, and there was a kind of stupidity that he had committed an occupational disease and interviewed people when he saw them: "Mi Sili, I heard your name on the first day I entered the industry, and it is simply a living business card of the "Tianjin Times"! Did you really leave your old club because of disagreements in your career? Did Mr. Xu play any decisive role in this?"

Li Fengzhu couldn't help but smile contemptuously. When asked by an unobtrusive tabloid reporter what it was like to be private, she understood it thoroughly, which really made her so angry that she could only laugh.

"Is it a default?"

"I'm not here to talk to you!" Li Fengzhu squinted, stomped his foot, and said with anger, "Tang Shubai...... Where do you work?"

Until the situation was a little out of control, the man stopped talking and pointed inward with his hand: "The deputy editor-in-chief's office, there is a sign hanging at the door." But I have to wait a little longer, our editor-in-chief Tang has always ordered it after lunch. ”

The answer was completely predictable, but you had to hear it with your own ears before you died.

In the old experience of waiting for Johnson, people like them for the editor-in-chief position had lunch hours or two later than the average person. In other words, if you wait for Tang Shubai, it will take at least four hours. If you have such time, you might as well try your luck at the candy shop.

Li Fengzhu's eyes rolled, and he immediately turned around and went out.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! Withered vines bloom, widows bloom in spring. ”

This kind of headline is a common trick used by tabloids that do not enter the stream. When Li Fengzhu heard this, he didn't even bother to give a sneer, so he just hurried up and left.

"Ta Kung Pao's peach-colored secret affair, a good male thief and female prostitute. ”

When the newsboy finished shouting an entire headline, Li Fengzhu's face turned pale all of a sudden. Since it is clear that we are talking about Ta Kung Pao, and we have talked about the word "widow" earlier, there is in fact no second person to refer to.

"Give me a newspaper!" Li Fengzhu hurriedly shook out a few coppers from his bag, pulled the newspaper over, and looked up only to see the four big characters of "Tianjin Times". I thought it was an unlicensed flower newspaper hiding in Tibet on the market, but it was the old owner who was doing it behind his back.

Just thinking about it, Li Fengzhu's hand holding the newspaper made a gurgling sound, and his head kept buzzing. On a hot summer day, there was a chill on my back. This time, the "Tianjin Times" made up its mind to give her a little color. In the past, the lace of their newspaper would only talk about movie stars, and it was the first time that they had made fun of their peers, which was completely a gesture of declaring war.

Looking at the article below the title, it is about a senior newspaper man with a family, and a female reporter who has been widowed for many years has no scruples about making out on the street.

Oops, the guy I just met wasn't as simple as being presumptuous. He must have read this news, so he made up a set of nonsense, saying that he happened to meet Xu Xinqi in Xifendao, and he obviously invited Li Fengzhu into the urn with a purpose.

It's all because he was careless just now, Li Fengzhu really didn't expect that he who revolves around the news all day long will also become the focus of the news one day, and there is no vigilance in this aspect in his heart. From that person's standpoint, she had already confessed. In this case, no matter what you turn back to, it will get darker and darker.

The only way to make amends is to find the bell tie and put an end to this absurd farce once and for all.

But now immediately go to Johnson's theory, what time should we find to solve the work of burning eyebrows?

Li Fengzhu only hated that he didn't know how to spell, but he really didn't have the ability to break through the soldiers in three ways. In a thousand ways, she chose the most useless stupid idea. Immediately rushed back to the office, and when there were few people, they hid all the "Tianjin Times" there.

This is completely in vain, but Li Fengzhu, who is trembling in a hurry, wants to do this useless work the most. She knew too well what kind of trouble the accusations in her private life would bring her, and if it caused too much sensation, the newspaper director was likely to give up on the defense of the truth and just want to calm public opinion as soon as possible. The possible solution is nothing more than suspension for reflection, or simply dismissal.

Of course, no matter which way it is, Li Fengzhu clearly knows that the degree of punishment she will be far greater than that of Xu Xinqi.

What could shut her up more than being unemployed? Johnson is really calculating!

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"People are uncrowned queens! After the absence of the emperor, the word 'empress' has always been crowned to whom, don't you still know? Let me ask you, can the reporter recite the cross-song?"

"That's a reversal! One has news, two feet rush, three meals are unintentional, four visits are in all directions, five fingers are busy, six gods have no owner, seven meat and eight vegetables, eight sides are exquisite, nine hours, very suffering!"

"Have you ever heard the female reporter's crosswork?"

"This ...... Don't sell it, just talk about it. ”

"A leather bag, two pens, three people walking, four sides of communication, colorful, six gods without masters, seven meat and eight vegetarians, eight immortals circle circle, ninety-nine to one, very angry. You should know by now, no matter how hard you work, you're just a poor proofreader at best. Because if you want to squeeze into the position of a reporter, you have to give your boss some special benefits to succeed. ”

It was too late, and Ta Kung Pao had already gathered people with good deeds in twos and threes to discuss that the deputy director of the information department of the news department who had fallen from the sky turned out to be a "prostitute."

Li Fengzhu, who came all the way, the sweat on his face flowed into a column of water, panting and holding on to the stairs, listening to the jokes of the two colleagues upstairs in a daze, his feet were soft and he didn't dare to come forward to refute anything. They Meng Lang are not theirs, but Li Fengzhu did not dare to release his true temperament to teach them a lesson at this time. She can't continue to offend more people when there is no room for turn, there are too many stones under her feet, and one more fall may face a catastrophe.

Thinking of this, tears from the corners of his eyes and beads of sweat fell down.

Li Fengzhu sat at the top of the stairs, trying to take out a handkerchief from his bag to wipe his tears, but he took out the paper and pen for eating and put it in front of him. She calmed down for a moment and slowly began to calculate.

A piece of news is like a piece of paper, whether unintentional or intentional, in short, someone tore up this page of Ji Qingyi yesterday. But it's only one page, as long as she keeps the pen tube, she still has a whole book, and she always has something to do. But today's events are different, if she can't control the situation, her pen will be confiscated.

In this way, it is very clear which is more important.

Therefore, until the negotiations with Johnson are successful, everything is secondary.

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After making up his mind, Li Fengzhu picked up the pen and paper, patted the dust behind him, and walked to a phone booth on the side of the road.

He took a few deep breaths, picked up the receiver again, and took the phone directly to Johnson's room in Leison. and lied to the front desk that he was a member of the billiards club, and he had to talk to me at this moment, because the word "confidential" was written on a document left by Johnson.

This time, Johnson had to pick up the phone no matter how sleepy he was.

A "hello" came from the earpiece, Li Fengzhu's eyes were sharp, and he immediately questioned: "It's just a school, even if some scandals temporarily affect the enrollment in the second half of the year, but there are not many children of expatriates in Tianjin, I think you can still maintain the normal operation of the school, is it worth it for you to do such an ugly thing? Anyway, you are also a big newspaper, in order to deal with uncooperative employees, even this kind of means are used, are you not afraid that you will not be able to stay in this industry?"