In today's newspaper office, anyone can see that Ji Ran is a little abnormal, he didn't go out to run the news for the first time, he buried his head in his position for half a day and did a pensive state, and from time to time his eyes drifted towards the editor-in-chief's office.

The door of the editor-in-chief's office has been closed, and seeing that after a morning, Liang Qiong still hasn't come to the newspaper office, Ji Ran began to be a little anxious.

She spent a night and a morning sorting out everything she had seen and heard in the past few days, thinking about every detail, and gradually had some guesses about the place with one mystery after another.

So she drew up a topic, attached the information she had discovered, and planned to use the name of the newspaper to explore the secrets behind it. Of course, she actually has some selfish intentions, and since she is sure that her brother once existed there, she also firmly believes that as long as she digs deeper, she will definitely find other clues.

Waiting left and right, finally watching the familiar figure holding the coffee and holding the folder to open the door of the editor-in-chief's office, Ji Ran grabbed the notebook on the table and followed with a cigarette.

"Come in. ”

Listening to the knock on the door, Liang Qiong put down the documents in her hand, didn't raise her head, cleaned up the desktop a little, and then looked at Ji Ran who rushed in.

"Tell me, what's the matter. ”

Without waiting for her to finish, Ji Ran took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and put them in front of Liang Qiong with some eagerness.

It was rare to see Ji Ran's eager expression, Liang Qiong's expression was also a little more serious, she took the thing she handed over, swept her eyes, and stopped at the photo glued on it, her pupils dilated slightly.

It was the picture of the suburban villa that Ji Ran took when he was squatting a few days ago, and the delicate font under the photo listed what he had seen, heard and conjectures one by one.

With just such a glance, Liang Qiong probably knew what the other party wanted to do.

She sighed and put down the papers.

Ji Ran's words were filled with urgency and excitement:

"When I was squatting a few days ago, I found that there was a problem here, and it was likely to involve some secrets, and I wanted to ......."

"I don't agree," Liang Qiong rubbed her temples, Ji Ran's words made her feel a headache, and she actually ran to squat by herself, which was too uncomfortable.

"Why?"

"There's no why, let's change the topic. ”

Liang Qiong rested on the table with her hands interlocked, leaned forward to look at Ji Ran, and her expression was firm and irrefutable.

"Do you know how many big people I've seen in it? If you dig it up, maybe it's going to be a big piece of news that can make a national sensation. ”

"You ask yourself, are you really just trying to dig up the news?"

This sudden rhetorical question stuck in Ji Ran's throat all the arguments that Ji Ran had prepared to argue with reason, and Liang Qiong didn't wait for her to think of a rebuttal, and then said:

"You've been working here for four years, and you've always adhered to the topic selection route of speaking for ordinary people, and now you're suddenly interested in this kind of news about big people, saying that it's to write a big news, are you lying to yourself, or are you lying to me?"

"What about you?"

Ji Ran bent down to support the tabletop, his face was a little unpleasant. She had never heard Liang Qiong's naked words, and she was originally a little angry in her heart, and her tone was impulsive at the moment:

"Why did other colleagues dig up the filth between the big guys, you easily agreed, and when you came to me, you refused so decisively. ”

"Could it be that I want to investigate this matter, what do you know?"

"Please pay attention to the way you speak. ”

The two looked at each other for a while, the suppressed anger and collapse in Ji Ran's eyes, and the sternness in Liang Qiong's eyes, for a while, sparks flew everywhere, and there was no speech in the room for a long time.

"I'm not going to give up. ”

The tense atmosphere that had gradually subsided was instantly provoked by this sentence,

"It's not up to you to give up or not, I'm your boss, I didn't agree, so you don't have any reason to spend the time you should have worked to do this. ”

Liang Qiong turned on her computer expressionlessly, and her words and deeds were all in the posture of chasing customers:

"Now, you can take your notebook and go out. ”

Ji Ran clenched his hanging head and stared at Liang Qiong for a while, but there was no trace of impulse on the other party's face, as if there was no other person in the office space, just busy with his own things.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed her notebook from the desktop fiercely, took two steps out, slammed the door, and when the huge closing sound sounded, Liang Qiong looked at Ji Ran's back helplessly through the glass gap exposed by the blinds, and sighed.

***

When Hong Qi found Ji Ran, she was leaning on the stairs to smoke, the cramped space was full of the unique smell of burning tobacco burning, after working for a while, Hong Qi also had some understanding of Ji Ran's habits, and only smoked when he was too tired to work overtime and was in a bad mood, and the current situation obviously belongs to the latter.

Thinking of this, Hong Qi, who originally wanted to find her and touch his confusion, was a little hesitant.

Ji Ran heard the noise on his side and snuffed out the cigarette.

"What's wrong?"

Scratching his hair, Hongqi walked down the stairs with some embarrassment.

"I want to talk to my seniors. ”

"Say it. ”

Ji Ran stood a little tired, and sat on the stairs: "Is it still the news from last time?"

"No, no, I'm done. ”

Hong Qi carefully sat next to Ji Ran and explained.

"I forgot, I seemed to see it last time, but I thought you would cry out for your grandparents who hugged you and cried, but I didn't expect to say a good word to the developer. ”

"Because senior, didn't you say that some things can't be biased," Hong Qi replied curtly, lest Ji Ran ask again: "Today I want to come to talk to my predecessor about the newspaper." ”

"Huh?"

Hong Qi organized his language, his tone was very entangled, and he couldn't stop looking at Ji Ran's expression when he spoke.

"Senior, I've been at the newspaper for three months, and I've been wondering lately, isn't it...... It's time to stay. ”

Ji Ran was a little bored playing with the cigarette case in his hand, lowering his head and showing no expression:

"What do you want?"

"Huh?" Hong Qi didn't react for a moment, and after blurting out, he was a little unsure of the meaning of the question.

"Earning a lot of money, or is it the so-called realization of journalistic ideals?"

"I'm ...... now I don't know anymore. ”

"Actually, I don't think it's a bad thing to keep or not, but it depends on when you give up those unrealistic ideas. However, as far as I know, there will probably be no establishment this year, so even if I stay, I will be a supernumerary reporter. If you want a better material life, then I think it's better not to stay. ”

"Anyway, the key to writing news is not the platform, but the individual. ”

As she spoke, Ji Ran suddenly felt that she was persuading Hong Qi, but at the same time, she was also persuading herself, the reason why she has always insisted on staying in the newspaper is not only popularity, but also because compared to other media platforms, she seems to be more able to adhere to her own principles here, even if she sometimes has to make some sacrifices, but most of the time, she is still able to express her thoughts and make her voice heard.

But the words she said to Hong Qi suddenly opened her mind. The platform is dead, but the man is alive. Just like strong alcohol, no matter which container you put it in, it is still alcohol, it does not change its properties, and even if it is mixed with other liquids, its properties will never be obscured.

So, since there is no way to give her the support she wants here, is it possible to succeed with a different platform?

Her heartbeat suddenly increased, and the stubbornness and blood in her heart that had just been suppressed ignited.

Since he already had other ideas, Ji Ran was no longer entangled, and went straight back to his position, ready to ask the friends of the personnel department about the resignation, and as soon as he approached, he saw a stack of folders in front of him.

This is?

The colleague on the side looked at her with some sympathy: "Just now, the editor-in-chief asked someone to bring it to you, saying that you should handle it today and hand it over to her." ”

This is definitely deliberate, Ji Ran took a deep breath and glanced at the editor-in-chief's office from a distance.

Isn't it a little too naïve to want to use such trivial work to make her give up? Forget it, it's only a few days away anyway, so let's exercise your endurance.

Ji Ran suppressed his desire to get angry, sat down and opened the folder.

***

At nine o'clock in the evening, the people in the office slowly finished their work and returned home one after another, Ji Ran wrote the last word, raised his head from the computer, rubbed his somewhat sour neck, scooped up his hand, picked up the folder in front of him and hugged it in his arms, and walked towards the editor-in-chief's office where the lights were still on.

She knocked on the door a little impatiently, and as soon as Liang Qiong's invitation was halfway through, she kicked the door and strode in.

"All the work you commanded has been done. ”

Expressionlessly, he piled the folders in his arms on Liang Qiong's desk, and Ji Ran, who was not in a good mood, didn't want to listen to her criticism, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute. ”

The body reacted faster than consciousness, and Ji Ran subconsciously stopped.

"I kept you until now because I wanted to say something more to you. ”

"Oh," Ji Ran turned around, and hugged his arms with some resistance: "Say something." ”

Liang Qiong stared at her for a while, as if she had made up her mind, took out a key from her bag, lowered her head and unscrewed the bottom safe.

Ji Ran watched Liang Qiong pull out a folder, although he was a little puzzled, he still sat opposite her.

"Open it and take a look. ”

The folder in front of her looked a little old, with some faint whitening marks on the blue plastic cover, and a string of numbers "2003" written in the middle of the brief bag

Ji Ran was a little puzzled, what does this thing have to do with her.

Liang Qiong seemed to see her incomprehension, her tone was a little desolate and guilty, and she said in a low voice:

"Open it and see why I'm going to reject you today. ”