"Yo, it's so lively, what are you doing here?"

The president passed by and heard that the voice was too loud, and Lin Zuodong's laughter was too magical, so he went in and took a look. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"President, Lin Haven took the provincial top prize, and Editor Lin invited us to eat candy. ”

For Lin Haven, the president's mood is very complicated, he is now worried every day, for fear that the people above him will say that he can't do things. But it's just that Lin Zuodong can't move again, not to mention this emotional garden, which is now the ace column of the newspaper. Recently, as a small bureaucrat who is not good at professional skills but has a keen sense of smell, the president also paid attention to Lin Haiwen's "Acura" National University Symposium", and heard rumors that some leaders liked this poetry collection very much. Otherwise, who knows what Lin Haven will do.

That day in Linchuan No. 1 Middle School, what kind of National Writers Association, chairman or something, he still remembers it clearly.

"That's it, hehe, Lao Lin, congratulations, you have cultivated a good son. ”

Lin Zuodong was still holding the candy in his hand, looking at the president's smiling face, he suddenly decided, this is the time, what a good opportunity, the scenery is infinite, turn around and leave, and there are several more splendid momentum out of thin air.

He grabbed a handful of candy, handed it to the president, and without waiting for the president to excuse himself, he said, "President, I'm going to resign, thank you for taking care of me all these years." And everyone too, thank you for your help. ”

“…… Huh?"

The editors in the office are all in the dark.

Lin Zuodong felt very cool, "Yes, there is a small shop at home, you know, the business is quite good, Haiwen and his mother can't be busy alone, I have long wanted to help her, but I have never made up my mind." Today is a good day, so let's just decide. ”

What he said was the truth, since Liang Xue planned to expand Juewei's business, he would definitely be too busy. His future in "Linchuan Evening News" is like this, and it is quite good to quit to back Liang Xue. It's just that some imperfection is that his novel was not published, and if "Green Willow Chunhong" was accepted, he would be able to write it at home as a matter of course.

But it's not bad now, with a dustpan of envy, jealousy and hatred, leaving this place where I have worked for more than ten years.

"Lao Lin, why did you suddenly have this idea? Do you have any opinions to mention, if the society can do it, you must consider it. The president suddenly panicked, this poetry section is yellow, if the emotional garden falls again, your "Linchuan Evening News" is about to suffer a heavy setback.

The paper media itself is a day to live, and if there is such a serious blow, it is really nerve-wracking.

Many editors have also thought of this truth.

The more Lin Zuodong was squeezed out before, the more nervous they are now, they are angry because of the president's pie, in the final analysis, they want to be profit-seeking, and they want better treatment. Now that Lin Zuodong is still gone, the future of the newspaper is mysterious, and it affects their interests. This account, their brains are nimble to death, how can it not be clear.

"That's it, Lao Lin, don't be impulsive. ”

"I have been an old colleague for more than ten years, how can I resign if I say I will resign, this is so reluctant for us. ”

"That's it, Lao Lin, you said that a big man, go and help his wife do work, are you the boss, or is your wife the boss?"

"Yes, yes, Lao Lin, Lao Lin, think about it again, this kind of big thing can't be rushed. ”

Lin Zuodong listened to their hurried words, with a nervous expression on his face, and that little melancholy was not left at all. People are like that, even if you are so important, but if you go against the grain, no one will be willing to give you respect. I have to ask you to pick a child, I can't do the work anymore, and I'm in a hurry to burn down the house one by one.

It's a bit stupid, Lin Zuodong feels that he should have told these people a long time ago about his significance to the "Linchuan Evening News", and most of the authors attracted by the emotional garden contacted him at the beginning, because he knew that he was Mr. Lin Haven's father, even if some authors were later assigned to other editors, they didn't break off contact, he didn't care about leaving, not to mention that they were lost, and there was no doubt about it.

Not to mention, the most important Lin Haven.

Why did Lin Hai keep contributing to the "Linchuan Evening News"? For the sake of the media in his hometown? Looking at his ruthless appearance that day, we knew that it was impossible, and there was only one reason, that is, Lin Zuodong worked here.

Lin Zuodong is gone, and Lin Haven will not continue to write for the newspaper seven or eight times out of ten.

"No, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I've been thinking about it since the store opened in October last year. The child has his own ability, and he doesn't need us to run for him, and I don't have any burden. Lin Zuodong gave out the sugar, and poured the rest on the table, "You take it yourself, I'll pack up some things first, and come over tomorrow to go through the formalities." ”

From the hustle and bustle to the cold silence, it is the kung fu of such a sentence.

At this time when Lin Zuodong was packing up his personal belongings, colleagues, editor-in-chief Han, president, and finally the secretary went out in person, but it was useless to be a scholar, and it was also a scholar who was smelly, hard and cold, since Lin Zuodong had decided, it was impossible for someone to talk about it in his forties, so he changed his mind.

Later, seeing that he had made up his mind, everyone began to hope that Lin Haven would continue to contribute to the newspaper.

"It's up to him, I can still decide his affairs now? I'm not as good as his son. Lin Zuodong still seized the opportunity and stabbed them.

When he walked out of the newspaper office, he felt very emotional, but thinking about the future, he could concentrate on writing manuscripts, or he could work for Liang Xue's staff officer, go to learn a car, and it was convenient to pick her up. Lin Zuodong felt that kind of life was quite good.

……

When Lin Zuodong made a major decision in his life, Liang Xue returned to the taxi with a box of candy.

The car slipped to the Fenglin community, Liang Xue paid the fare first, and the driver still wanted to take notes, but she said that she really didn't. Then he took the ticket and didn't hold the candy, so he got out of the car, "Master, wait for me for ten more minutes, I still have to use the car, and I won't take the sugar." ”

Seeing her hurriedly enter the community, the taxi driver took a look at the box of candy, luckily, and specially asked for a small ticket.

Almost ten minutes, maybe a little more than a little, Liang Xue put on the platinum chain, the small gold-cut winter melon inlaid with rubies hung on it, shining, the jade bracelet on his hand, with a sense of coolness, also changed into a skirt with a black and white ramp on the waist, and the milky yellow fish mouth heels under her feet, the last two pieces were bought by Lin Haven when she took her to visit Xijing Road after the exam.

"Ah, ah, you-"

"Let's go, go to Linchuan Second Brush, oh, it's the second brush factory, you know? Liang Xue stopped sitting in the co-pilot, and sat directly in the back seat, anyway, she remembered that it was said in the TV series that the boss did not sit in the co-pilot.

"Yes, yes. ”

(To be continued.) )