"Director Shang, the manuscript is here, you can help hand it over to the editing room, I don't have time......"

He Shengming put a stack of six or seven pages on Director Shang's desk, with a briefcase under his arm, and rushed out of the office without waiting for Director Shang's answer, leaving only Director Shang's arrogant back.

Director Shang's face was full of loneliness, he picked up tomorrow's "Looking for Immortals" and glanced at it, and put it down with interest. He thinks this thing is boiled water, and when he is thirsty, he can drink it just right, and if he keeps drinking it, it will be water poisoning. I looked up at the clock hanging on the wall in boredom, and it was 5:10 p.m., a full 20 minutes before the scheduled end time. But now in this building, no one is in charge of attendance. All the big leaders in the newspaper office went out, poured out of the nest, and there was not a single one left.

Even a commodity like He Shengming actually has the luck to rub it off.

Needless to say later, it must be sitting at a table with Manager Shi and them and blending into the leadership of Dongou Daily Group......

It's a great dog's life......

Director Shang was envious and jealous, picked up the "Dongou Daily" at hand, looked at the first signature of "Looking for Immortals" on it, and sighed in his heart: "Damn, I'm only eight years old......"

At the age of eight, you can use the first signature to serialize in a media of the level of "Dongou Daily", what is the concept?

Lao Tzu is really blind, and he actually beats this kind of person's fake. Putting aside the fact that this child is obviously the reincarnation of a monster, just talking about the person behind him, that is also something that ordinary people can afford?

Even the entire group of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" has been planted, and it is really fortunate that he can save a dog's life......

Witnessing the scene of the entire Dongou City surrounding Lao Lin's family today, Director Shang no longer even had the courage to resist, curse, and defend himself on a spiritual level.

Some people really hit their faces in the face, but Lin Miao's family doesn't use knives to kill people, and they don't see blood. Director Shang's own experience is that Lin Miao's slap came over and directly pierced his soul.

"Alas......" he sighed, and he would retire in this broken place with peace of mind in the future.

As long as He Shengming is sober-minded, his position will be his sooner or later......

……

He Shengming, who couldn't even figure out whether his mind was clear, hurried down from the upstairs nervously and excitedly, and when he ran out of the hall on the first floor, he heard someone behind him asking, "Ah Ming!

"Yes!" replied loudly, rushing out of the building without even looking back.

Leaving behind a large group of people, envious.

only blamed himself for his bad luck, and he couldn't hug a thick leg like Xiao He.

He Shengming ran to the side of the road and stopped a taxi without thinking about it.

Compared with catching Lin Miao's birthday banquet on time, the taxi fare of ten yuan is really not worth mentioning.

"Hurry up!" shouted He Shengming after getting into the car.

The driver smiled, started the car, and talked about what he had just seen: "What kind of activities are so lively at the Overseas Chinese Hotel today? I just saw two cars from Xicheng Street passing by with a fleet of taxis. ”

He Shengming smiled and rolled down the window, and the cold wind in the evening blew in, making his feverish brain cool down a little.

At this moment, another taxi sped past him at a faster speed.

In that car, sat Zhong Chuhui and Wu Lindong.

He Shengming smiled slightly, his eyes were full of his superiority that he was already one level higher than ordinary people, and said lightly: "One of them has a birthday, and his family background is quite big, so he invited more guests today." ”

The driver asked again, "I invited you too, right?"

He Shengming smiled.

……

At half past five o'clock, Oucheng District suddenly became lively.

When one after another official cars of the same model, even the license plate on the back of the butt of the car, drove out of the various yamen in Oucheng District, the pedestrians on the road couldn't help but stop and pay attention to these cars.

Scattered cars, approaching the Overseas Chinese Hotel at the same time, gradually converged into a small convoy.

And the small convoy came together, and it became a traffic flow.

All the cars, the cars that gradually slowed down, honestly, began to line up on the road.

The second car in the front, behind the butt, hangs the low-key and full of Qu C00002 license plates, followed by a water official car, and the license plates are all within No. 100. Pedestrians who are a little knowledgeable saw this battle, and even guessed whether it was the big leaders of the capital who came, and the leaders of Dongou City would go out so high-profile collectively. Then I looked at the back of the convoy, and there was actually an interview car from Dongou TV Station, and some people became more and more sure of their conjectures.

After a while, a long motorcade slowly drove into the open space in front of the gate of the Overseas Chinese Hotel.

Jiang Yang and the hotel owner have long been in front of the door.

The first three cars stopped steadily in front of the hotel, and as soon as the door opened, Zhang Kai, Lao Wang and the boss of the Discipline Inspection Commission, the three highest-level leaders made their debut. Jiang Yang and the boss of the Discipline Inspection Commission met, hurriedly bent his waist at sixty degrees, and stepped forward to shake hands with the bigwigs more than his grandson, and the boss of the Discipline Inspection Commission gave face, knowing that this product was a relative of the old Lin family, and shook Jiang Yang gently. Lao Wang and Zhang Kai saw that the boss of the Discipline Inspection Commission gave face, so they naturally gave Zu Jiangyang face and made physical contact with him.

The big guy got out of the car and was greeted by the hotel manager.

The car outside the door drove away, and then continued to drive into three cars, and the leaders came down one after another.

Jiang Yang kept shaking hands and greeting each other, and the more he went on, as he became more and more proficient, the mental pressure gradually weakened. When Gong Changji and Liang Yanhong entered the hotel at this level, Zheng Aifen and Hu Jianhui, these section-level and sub-section-level cadres began to appear, and Jiang Yang's bending degree was also called back from 60 degrees to 30 degrees, and he was transferred to the last batch of Xicheng Street Party and Government Office aunts appeared, he was already straight, and his face was neither humble nor arrogant.

Under the guidance of the hotel owner, Lao Wang led a group of bigwigs to the lobby on the third floor.

The hall was already full of more than a dozen tables of children who had arrived in school uniforms.

When many children saw the leaders who came with Lao Wang, there was a cry of "Dad, Mom" in the hall, Lao Wang was happy, pointed to this group of children and said: "Look, the room is full of socialist successors, let this Xiaolin be wiped out." ”

The bigwigs behind him laughed.

As he was talking, a middle-aged man with a good head, followed by a burly black fat man, walked up to Lao Wang.

"Mayor Wang. Lao Peng stood up straight and stretched out his hand to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang was slightly stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"Boss Peng. ”

The two strongest hands in Dongou City are extremely rare to hold together.

……

At the same moment, outside a high-end suite on the 8th floor of the hotel, there was a knock on the door.

Xiaomei opened the door and saw someone coming, and let out an unusually surprised shout: "Uncle, why are you here!"

"Where's Grandpa?"

"It's inside! I'm about to go downstairs. ”

Guo Fengxiang smiled and walked in.

Guo Heling stood up on crutches, and the gleam in his eyes flashed: "Why are you here too?"

Guo Fengxiang smiled: "Hurry, a little business." Dad, it's almost time, let's go down together. ”

Guo Heling shook his head and told Guo Fengxiang: "Don't take my apprentice badly." ”

Guo Fengxiang laughed: "If you want to bring it bad, you have to wait another ten years!