"Huh?" The editor-in-chief put down his work and looked at the abnormal Cuicui: "Do you know my sister?"

She studied Cuicui's reaction and tentatively said, "It's not good to have a good relationship with her." ”

Cuicui hurriedly calmed herself, and when she looked at the editor-in-chief again, she found that there was a small mole on the corner of her mouth, and Leng Shu didn't seem to have it. This woman and Leng Shu are twin sisters.

"Uh...... Editor-in-chief, there was only a small misunderstanding between me and Ling Mei in the past, but now the misunderstanding has been resolved......" Cuicui replied.

The woman raised her eyebrows: "You don't have to defend anything, my sister and I are not as close as you think." In addition, my name is Leng Liang, you can call me Leng Editor-in-Chief. ”

"Well, okay, okay. Cuicui hurriedly answered: "I actually came here to apply for the editor of the Imperial City Daily. ”

The woman smiled mechanically: "Introduce yourself." ”

Cuicui answered the greetings first, then closed the door, and then walked straight to the editor-in-chief's desk, and sat on the chair in front of the table at Leng Liang's signal.

"My name is Wang Cuihua, I am 20 years old, I have loved literature since I was a child, and I can quickly see the highlights and shortcomings of a report, so I think I am very suitable to join your newspaper. ”

Although Cuicui's resume is not very good, she still understands what the interview is all about.

"Yes. Leng Liang asked again, "Why do you have to join our newspaper?" ”

"Because, I witnessed the influence of the Imperial City Daily on the street, and the Imperial City Daily really dared to say it, and this spirit made me very impressed. ”

Cuicui's praise made the editor-in-chief feel very comfortable, and Cuicui said that the report that smeared Jiang Chuan could be sent out, maybe it was the instruction of the editor-in-chief or other shareholders, so praising the truth and daring to say it can make them feel that Cuicui has the same position as them.

The editor-in-chief finally asked a more important question: "If you join our newspaper, what section do you want to be in charge of, and why?"

"Current affairs, because I was attracted to your newspaper by the current affairs section. And I also have experience in entering the palace, so I can see the situation very clearly......"

Leng Liang shook his head, and Cuicui's speech was forced to be interrupted: "You don't need to be too capable to do the current affairs sector, as long as you ensure that every manuscript is in line with the wishes of the shareholders." ”

Cuicui asked tentatively: "Are there people in the DPRK among our shareholders?"

"Smart, if you're sure you want to stay, I'll give you a thirty-day probationary period, and if you can do what they want, I'll consider keeping you. ”

"No problem. Cuicui replied with an oath.

"Okay, then go downstairs to find Editor Zhu, who is in charge of current affairs. ”

Cuicui walked down the stairs, there was still a commotion below, and after finding the editor-in-chief said that Editor Zhu, she was told that there were very few people in the current political sector, and if she wanted to stay, she had to show something different from others.

Cuicui doesn't care anyway, her purpose is not the job, but the impact that the job can have. She wanted to dig out who the high-level people who smeared Jiang Chuan were, and familiarize herself with how the Imperial City Daily published those smear news.

The urn was placed in Cuicui's backpack, but Wang Jiuguang could also hear what was happening outside. Cuicui finally has what she wants to do, which makes him very happy.

He had been urging Cuicui to find a job before, not because he wanted her to have a source of money to live on, but because he wanted her to have something she wanted to do.

Life is always short, and there are still a few "people" like Wang Jiuguang who are out of time. Perhaps, knowing what you want to do means finding the meaning of life.

Editor Zhu is a short woman, and she holds a large stack of manuscripts and stuffs them to Cuicui: "Today's job is to pick out the most unfavorable ones for Jiang Chuan in this pile of manuscripts. There are a lot of manuscripts, so I'll leave it to you for review. ”

Cuicui took the big dozen manuscripts and sat down in the empty seats one by one.

The desks here are rectangular and resemble a dining table, but longer than the dining table. There are very few people in the current affairs plate, and they are all dissatisfied.

Cuicui glanced at the title quickly. Good guys, it seems that they know that the Imperial City Daily is going to accept Kuroe River's manuscripts, and all the manuscripts sent by freelance writers are about the same headlines.

summed up the black spots, it is nothing more than "digging graves", "making weapons", and "cults", it seems that Cuicui's previous whitewashing news with the Science Sect has hit the point.

The similarity of these manuscripts is too high, Cuicui can't pick a few normally, she just found a few novel titles and handed them to Editor Zhu, of course, all of them were rejected.

"There's nothing for you to do today, if you really don't have a usable manuscript, I'll write it myself. "Editor Zhu looked at what others handed in, and the black material was all the same.

"Xiaocui, I have something to do when I go out, you can help me sort out the manuscript again. After speaking, Editor Zhu left.

Cuicui stared at the back of Editor Zhu leaving, knowing that she had completely walked out of the door of the newspaper office. She may have only been away briefly, and the phone was still on her desk.

It's hard to get a little hands dirty with this open desk. The most dangerous way is the safest, Cuicui naturally sat in the seat of Editor Zhu, first sorted out the manuscript a few times, and then naturally picked up Editor Zhu's phone, as if it was her own.

As Cuicui imagined, no one noticed her.

This kind of mobile phone in Taoyuan Country is like an old-fashioned button phone, without a lock screen password, Cuicui easily opened Zhu Editor's phone, and rummaged through the text message box, call records and address book.

To her surprise, there were no suspicious records on the phone. All the text messages about the manuscript requirements were sent to her by the editor-in-chief.

How can I steal the editor-in-chief's phone?

Cuicui sorted out the documents a little and walked out of the gate of the Imperial City Daily and entered a secluded alley.

As if he had a heart, the figure of the ancestor sneering at the blood appeared in front of Cuicui.

"Something?"

"I'd like to see the call transcript of the editor-in-chief, you should have a way. ”

Wang Jiuguang made an OK gesture, and he didn't talk nonsense, and his body slowly faded until he blended into the surrounding environment.

Maybe that's what a normal ghost should be.

After a while, a phone floated in the air and quickly flew towards Cuicui. The air around the phone seemed to fluctuate somewhat, slowly staining the color.

The ancestor covered in blood handed the phone to Cuicui.

"What's wrong with the editor-in-chief?" "Coming back so soon, this can't be considered stealing, it's robbery!

There was a sullen laugh from under the mask: "I just left her with a little bit of a good memory." Only a little, I promise. ”

Opening the editor-in-chief's phone, Cuicui didn't see any of the names she wanted to see.

Isn't it him?

There is a person named in the call log that piqued Cuicui's interest.

The man's name was "Redwood".

Whose name would be Redwood?