With Fu Yingying and the holiday to cook, this lunch was extremely pleasant, but the time was delayed a little longer, and when they returned to the newspaper building, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiao Lei is still a little weak-hearted, for fear that the leaders will not be able to explain what happened when he goes out during work, and he does not have the courage to skip work and absent from work.

"It's good to work when you're full," He Wan'er gave her courage, "If you really meet the editor-in-chief, don't be afraid, I'll support you." ”

To say that He Wan'er's crow's mouth is really not covered, the elevator stopped on the seventh floor where their department was located, she pulled Xiao Lei out of the car, and heard Yu Wei'an's voice coming from the corner: "Cheer me up, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't let people see jokes......"

The back of He Wan'er's neck was cold, and while Yu Wei'an was still far away from them, he pulled Xiao Lei along the wall and ran in the direction of another corner.

Xiao Lei ate too much and was a little dazed, and he didn't know what to do: "No, no, our department is over there, and the direction is reversed!"

He Wan'er pulled her into the corner and hid, and put his index finger in front of his lips: "Shh, the editor-in-chief is in the elevator." ”

Xiao Lei came back to his senses, stuck out his tongue, and obediently followed He Wan'er, preparing to go back to the office in a big circle.

When passing by the printing room, Xiao Lei remembered an article that he had typeset in the morning, so he said that he wanted to pick it up.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Lei instantly pulled down his face and said to the figure who was busy next to the shredder: "Wang Xianzhi, it's you again!"

The man turned back at the voice.

He is a handsome young man, in his early twenties, and his face is very raw.

He pushed his glasses, glanced at Xiao Lei, and noticed He Wan'er on the side, and suddenly smiled meaningfully: "Editor-in-chief He, I just arrived at the special planning column, I heard that our two departments have a deep cooperative relationship, and our editor-in-chief also said let us learn more from you, after all, you are so motivated, you can be anti-customer in three years." ”

He particularly emphasized the four words "anti-guest-oriented", in which the irony is self-evident.

He Wan'er's eyes widened in disbelief.

What kind of cow ghost snake god is this?

Is this the one in front of you who succeeded Fu Yingying and continued to cause chaos for the special plan?

Xiao Lei is really not wrong, what kind of vision does Nie Yun have, Fu Yingying is gone, and now she has found a more second?

The kid continued to hold his head high: "If it weren't for Editor-in-Chief He, our interview with the planning of Tongcheng Road and Bridge this time would not have been bright and going to the next level." ”

said it so arrogantly, people who don't know still think that he got Mo Chunshan.

Xiao Lei rolled up his sleeves angrily: "Did you kick your nose in the face? Which night pot are you, sprinkled with night incense to us?"

When she was in a hurry, the Mandarin in her mouth was changed to Gyeongju dialect, and she had a posture of jumping up and scratching her face.

He Wan'er hurriedly held down Xiao Lei, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Man?"

The kid was a little stunned, but immediately asked back without momentum: "What?"

"Do you know Yang Xianzhi?"

He Wan'er said with a smile, glanced at the basket full of confetti on the ground, and glanced at Xiao Lei again.

"Who?" Wang Xianzhi obviously didn't have such a person in his mind.

"Yang Xianzhi is a miscellaneous drama master of the Yuan Dynasty, this person with the same name as you, loves to use idioms like you, such as what moths fight fires, extraneous branches, the third fold in "Xiaoxiang Rain" he wrote, and there is a sentence that is very suitable for you now - Hugh should be more talkative and more tongue--Hugh should be more talkative. ”

Wang Xianzhi was listening to He Wan'er's words with bated breath, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and there seemed to be something on his head, and something else fell on his head.

He hurriedly lifted the things on his head, only to see that Xiao Lei had buckled the garbage basket on his head.

"Oops!" Xiao Lei shouted in surprise, "Xiao Wang, how can you knock over the waste paper basket when you run errands and make a copy? ”

He Wan'er patted him on the shoulder heavily: "Boy, the first lesson, there is no place for monitoring, don't mess with me." ”

Bang bang bang three times, Wang Xianzhi was slapped so much that he almost fell to the ground.

"You hit me?"

Wang Xianzhi came back to his senses easily, covering his shoulders, and couldn't understand why someone was so rude.

Anyway, this is a newspaper office, and the people who come and go are so-called cultural people, how can someone do it when they don't agree with each other?

"If you beat you, you will be beaten, do you still have to pick a day?" Xiao Lei jumped to his feet and shouted, his expression looked like the same emoji, "I don't ask about my queen, I was chased by more than 20 people with knives when I secretly visited the underground bank, and I was not scared, you actually have the courage to provoke?"

He Wan'er straightened his teeth and pulled Xiao Lei's sleeve: "Don't say that I'm like a mixed underworld, but it's just two little minions, okay?"

"Yes, yes, two, two!" Xiao Lei hurriedly changed his words, "Our editor-in-chief He punched the left and kicked the right, and the two moves brought down the old boy who mixed with society." What kind of thing are you, just kicking your nose and running in the face to show off your might? Could it be that your department can fight to the death, and you can also play Mu Guiying in command?"

Listening to her more and more she talked, the more she didn't look like it, He Wan'er rubbed her temples that began to jump in pain, and dragged Xiao Lei, who was still chattering, out of the printing room.

While walking, she said to Xiao Lei: "It's just a little rookie, try not to move your mouth if you can do it, and if you don't monitor it, it's useless, if he dares to fight back, you call it indecent behavior, if you can't play tears, pinch the tender meat on the innermost side of your arm, and wrap you with pear blossoms and rain......"

Before she finished speaking, in a blink of an eye, Yu Wei'an appeared in her sight, and he led a huge group of people over, and He Wan'er was only a few meters away.

A straight corridor with an open view and no way to avoid it.

He Wan'er couldn't slip away anymore, so he had to stand still, pulling Xiao Lei to stand obediently against the wall, and quickly thought about how to explain the reason why he appeared here.

Wang Xianzhi, who was buttoned by the garbage basket just now, woke up and rushed out with his fists clenched: "You ......"

As soon as I raised my eyes, I also found Yu Wei'an.

No matter how stupid the rookie is, he knows the rules of not being noisy in front of the boss, and no matter how big the feud is, he has to leave the leader to turn around before he can pinch each other.

He Wan'er found that the situation in front of him was not quite right.

It is true that Yu Wei'an is at the forefront, but he doesn't look like he is taking his little brother on a trip to inspect - looking at his polite and modest smile on his face, he turns sideways from time to time to talk to the people behind him, and it looks more like he is leading the way.

And the two people behind him, the familiar and unfamiliar silhouettes made He Wan'er stunned in place for an instant, as if the power was cut off in his head, and it took a while to react.

No wonder she felt as if she had overlooked something-didn't Xiao Lei tell her that Mo Chunshan came here today to take promotional photos.

And the photography department, isn't it next door to the printing room on this floor?

Then, the Sven scum behind Yu Wei'an, who was so neat in a suit and leather shoes and hair that he couldn't even stand up to flies, was undoubtedly Mo Chunshan. And the guy next to him who is not easy to mess with at a glance with thin eyebrows and careful eyes is, of course, Mo Chunshan's dog-legged and horse-boy, Meng Qianyang.

So Yu Wei'an just led a bunch of people in the elevator, was it actually to welcome Mo Chunshan's arrival?

He Wan'er regretted it incomparably.

If she had just taken the plunge and had a face-to-face with Yu Wei'an, instead of going in the opposite direction and trying to go around in a big circle to return to the office like now, then there would not be this one at all.

Mo Chunshan didn't seem to see her yet, and his eyes followed Yu Wei'an's introduction and fell on several landscape paintings hanging on the wall.

Thinking of his cold and transparent gaze that fell on her, He Wan'er couldn't care about any decent and indecent trivial things, grabbed Xiao Lei's arm and ran away.

The skinny little little Lei was pulled up and down by her like a kite, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Yu Wei'an heard the movement and watched the two of them run farther and farther, his face was full of inexplicability - He Wan'er, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, saw him at this time like a mouse and a cat.

I've never seen her respect herself so much?

Nie Yun understood a little, glanced at Mo Chunshan without a trace, and then turned around and whispered to the newcomer who was hiding by the wall like a quail: "Xiao Wang, follow along." ”

Mo Chunshan looked sideways, glanced at the back that disappeared at the end of the corridor, and frowned.

I was so sick that day that I didn't know that my life was dying, and after only a few days, I was alive again?

Suddenly, his throat felt a little uncomfortable, and he remembered another thing.

He coughed lightly twice, his voice was a little hoarse, and instructed Meng Qianyang: "Qianyang, pick up the airport in the afternoon, I will go in person." ”

Although it was Friday, because the publication date was approaching, the review of the newspaper had reached the last critical stage, and it was necessary to reserve space for emergencies, and the afternoon passed quickly.

The busy work made He Guaner forget the chance encounter at noon, but occasionally quieted down, and a silhouette always appeared in his mind. Immediately afterward, I will uncontrollably think of the "little grass".

Something seemed to be stirring in her memory, hiding some unknown fear and danger, which made her a little stunned.

It's like being on a cliff dozens of meters high, overlooking the deep black water under the cliff, knowing that something lurks under the rolling waves, but you can't see it clearly.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, He Waner and Renault walked out of the newspaper building and stood on the side of the street, both breathing a sigh of relief.

After a busy afternoon, He Guaner only felt that his spirit and body were extremely empty.

"Is there anything to eat?" she pulled Xiao Lei's bag and rubbed her tumbling belly, "The materialist dialectic principle of Marxist philosophy tells us that the more you eat at noon, the faster you will be hungry in the afternoon. ”

The corners of Xiao Lei's eyes twitched, and he rummaged in his bag for a long time, and finally found a crumpled Snickers and handed it to her, and began to talk nonsense: "I have treasured the rations for a long time, and I have never been willing to eat them, so I am prepared to have something to continue my life in case of a major earthquake." ”

He Wan'er glanced at her, and before she could unpack the Snickers, her ears were pulled by someone, and then she heard a soft female voice.

"Eat something so high in calories? He Wan'er, don't you look at how thick your waist is?"

He Wan'er blinked stupidly, only to realize that he was looking sideways at people.

"Niannian!" she exclaimed excitedly, "why are you here?"

Gu Nian threw a wink at her proudly: "I came to Gyeongju in person, why don't you take the car quickly?"