Daily newspapers, not everything can be published.

Even in a small city, some content in the daily newspaper needs to be reviewed, because this is not a gossip newspaper.

In a sense, in addition to some major events and current affairs, the main thing is to record some local events and even some local policies.

To put it bluntly, this is the local wind vane!

The old janitor raised his glasses and was a little surprised: "Little classmate, is it an essay written?"

Because of the layout problem, sometimes there are a lot of students' articles published on it.

Nie Hui shook his head: "It's not an essay." ”

"Go to 104, look for Lu Changqing, it's a young man, don't make a mistake!"

"Thank you!"

Nie Hui is here for the first time, and the newspaper building is still a little dilapidated at this time.

The man named Lu Changqing wears glasses and is thin.

You must know that Nie Hui is still very thin at this time, but Lu Changqing is even thinner, and even Nie Hui feels that if he loses weight, he will be a bit like the famous host Lu Yu in the future.

Lu Changqing was very surprised by Nie Hui's arrival, and was even more confused when he saw what was written.

"You wrote this "Foresight of Shanghai Elementary School Students"?"

"Yes!"

Lu Changqing asked again: "Are you a primary school student who has just entered the business world?"

"Yes!"

"You should be a high school student like this!"

"For Shang Hai, I'm a primary school student!"

"Oh. Lu Changqing seemed to understand, read the not very long text, and then looked at Nie Hui carefully: "The family opened a factory?"

"No, my father was laid off, and my mother was an ordinary worker in the factory!"

Lu Changqing was even more curious, and tapped his finger on the table and said, "In this way, the manuscript will be kept first, and we need to review it." If I can publish it, but I need to revise it, how can I contact you?"

"I'm a student in the third class of Guanlin Middle School, but the May 1st is going to be a holiday, but I hope this article will be published in the daily newspaper on May 4th, after all, it's May Fourth Youth Day!"

Lu Changqing raised his glasses, flashed a flash of light, nodded, and took out a form: "Fill in the name and contact information." ”

Nie Hui left quickly, two minutes later Lu Changqing arrived at the editor-in-chief's office, and five minutes later the two went directly to the city hall.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, while classes were still in class, the two cars arrived at Guanlin Middle School.

In the teacher's surprise, Nie Hui was called out of the classroom by the principal and then sat in one of the cars.

At the end of class a quarter of an hour later, everyone watched Nie Hui get out of car No. 1.

Shocked!

Li Cong was already dumbfounded on the balcony.

Isn't Nie Hui the son of a laid-off worker?

What a mess!

The car quickly left, and Nie Hui knew that most of the content of his article would be cut and posted in the Jiangying Daily on May 2, because the full version of the article would be recommended for the China Youth Daily and the People's Daily.

Although Nie Hui is very clear that the possibility of being on these two newspapers is very small, and I don't know how many of them will be recommended in a day across the country, but how many will be selected?

But undoubtedly, this is a great opportunity.

As soon as I returned to the classroom, I was surrounded by several familiar classmates without waiting for the teacher to ask.

"What's wrong, are you secretly from a big family?"

"Nie Hui, tell me honestly, what are you doing?"

Nie Hui smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I wrote an article, and it will be published in Jiangying Daily on May 2nd, so I will be more enthusiastic when the time comes!"

"Article, just you?" the group laughed.

"Your ability to write an eight-hundred-word essay is also a serious article. A crowd burst into laughter.

No one thought that Nie Hui was telling the truth, and they always thought that something had happened.

There are too many people in the daily newspaper, is it possible that the No. 1 car is driving around to talk to someone?

Although Li Cong was shocked, he still didn't believe what Nie Hui said.

It's just a qualified dogleg, as long as it can please the owner, you must report it.

So, Li Cong went to report again.

When it was time for dinner, another car was parked at the school gate, and at first glance I thought it was Zhong Weiming's, but after a closer look, the license plate number was different.

Zhong Weiming's mantissa is 8, and this car is 7, which seems to be born to crush Zhong Weiming.

The window fell, and the people inside shouted, "Nie Hui!"

"You ......"

"Get in the car!" came from the back seat, it was Xiao Songlin, so who this person was was already about to come out.

Nie Hui smiled faintly and looked at the middle-aged man: "It turned out to be Boss Xiao, you don't know what to do with me?"

"Although I am in a small business, I am also interested in the young Yingjie, why don't we find a place to eat and talk?" the middle-aged man smiled and walked out of the car.

This is different from Xiao Songlin, whether it is sincere or false, at least people will get off the car and invite.

Nie Hui didn't do anything about it: "The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!"

The middle-aged man's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he seemed to be a little puzzled: "The Tao is different?

"Huh!"

The middle-aged man twitched, and he hadn't seen this kind of disdainful gaze for many years.

"Even if you are not interested in our Xiao family, there must be a reason!"

"The pattern is too small, I can't look at it!"

Too small?

A boss who has been running a yarn factory for many years was said by a high school student that the pattern was too small.

Could it be that Zhong Weiming's pattern is big?

"You asked Zhong Weiming to open six, but Zhong Weiming only opened three. I think if we hadn't opened more and forced him, he wouldn't have opened a few stores later. The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "So, whose pattern is small?"

That smile and gaze are like Xiao Songlin that Nie Hui saw for the first time, confident!

"Also, I've heard that someone came looking for you today, and I'm more interested. I think we can talk about it, and if we can, we can sign a contract and increase the stake to 5% as soon as possible, what do you think?"

"It's not good, I'm going to eat!" Nie Hui smiled faintly.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his tone became lighter: "You must know that the Zhong family can't give you so much!"

Nie Hui took two steps and turned around and sighed: "The wealth of the Xiao family and the Zhong family is comparable, if I don't have to find another one in the Zhong family, are there fewer rich people in Jiangying City, why are I looking for you?"

The middle-aged man who asked this sentence was stunned.

"Just because you have opened a few more Internet cafes? But does it have anything to do with me, in a few months, I will leave Jiang Ying and go to college. Don't say that you have opened more than 20 stores here, even if you have a few or twelve stores, it has nothing to do with me!" Nie Hui looked at the middle-aged man and showed no weakness: "Boss Xiao, I advise you, and accept it when you see it." In fact, I'm not interested in Internet cafes, I'm not interested in money!"

Xiao Songlin was stunned when he sat in the car and listened, let alone a middle-aged man.

Not interested in money?

Not interested in money, what are you teaching people to do in Internet cafes?!

The middle-aged man clenched his fists hatefully: "Then you tell me that someone came to you in the afternoon, what did you say, it's always okay!"