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"Knock Knock Knock ......"
"Come in. β
"Editor-in-chief, would you like to meet with the new intern?"
A colleague from the personnel department leaned in half of his body, looked at Liang Qiong's obviously worried face, and asked with some hesitation. Seeing that she frowned slightly, he hurriedly added:
"This time it should be Ji Ranmian, but she didn't come today, and she didn't ask for leave, so she ......"
"I know" Liang Qiong rubbed the corners of her forehead: "She asked me, come back and ask her to make up a card." β
"Okay, here's the resume, I'll go out first if it's okay. β
Hr cautiously stepped back and closed the door.
It seems that there is still no way to accept it for the time being, Liang Qiong remembered what Ji Ran said last night, and shook her head helplessly.
At this moment, Ji Ran was lying on the bed in a daze.
Last night, I tossed and turned and lost sleep for a long time, and my mind was always chaotic, and I finally fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.
Later, the smiling faces of the previous parents suddenly began to distort, and even blood and tears were left in the eyes, a pair of dead wood-like hands firmly grasped her shoulders, and a babbling and suppressed voice came from her throat, but she couldn't say a complete sentence in her mouth, and the brother standing next to her looked sad.
Then Ji Ran woke up and stared blankly at the ceiling until now.
In fact, she calmed down, she believed the story told by Liang Qiong for six or seven points, and on the premise of believing, the original anger faded a lot. She knows Ji Kaiyu very well, if it weren't for what she decided to do, no matter what anyone said, she wouldn't have taken action.
And Ji Ran is very similar to him in this regard, after Ji Ran calmed down, he imagined that if she encountered such a situation and knew that the death of her parents was wronged, and someone had the same purpose as herself to find out the truth, then she would definitely make the same choice as Ji Kaiyu.
It was also because of this that she understood that Ji Kaiyu was protecting her by not telling her anything, she could understand it, but she still couldn't help but feel sad.
Why didn't you care more about him at that time, spend more time with him, and don't be so naΓ―ve to always think that there are no secrets between each other, can you find some abnormalities, and even prevent the accident from happening.
Really, even if it's understandable, I'll probably never let go.
Ji Ran got up from the bed in a daze, washed his face, and sat down in front of the computer. She opened the search box and typed down the words "Youjia factory explosion".
Even though so many years have passed, there are still traces of some things, in addition to what Liang Qiong said, Ji Ran also wants to see if there are any lost clues, of course, more so that he can really look back on the deliberately forgotten past.
She propped her chin on, slid her mouse down, clicked on one press release after another, and then read it carefully.
As Liang Qiong said, almost all the media have unified the caliber and classified it as an accident, and it seems that the voices of doubt have long been deleted.
Since this is the case, then you can only take other paths, Ji Ran picked up the manuscript all the way, intending to find the most detailed and detailed news, and generally can write a detailed manuscript, and that reporter is probably a group of people who are closer to the truth.
In contrast, she determined the article she was looking for, and moved the mouse to the source of the reprint, but found that the platform on which it was published was really surprising, and it was actually the newspaper where she had stayed for four years.
Ji Ran smiled bitterly, then went to look at the reporter's name, and suddenly found that the name was a little familiar. She was thinking about it for a long time, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and remembered.
***
Ding Cheng was retouching the picture in the studio when his mobile phone rang. He glanced at the caller and saw that Ji Ran was busy scooping it up.
"Hey Burn"
"Lao Ding, let me ask you something? Did you say that the master in your studio is called Xu Yuan?"
"yes, what's wrong?"
Ding Cheng didn't know why he quickly glanced at Xu Yuan, who was drinking tea and looking at the magazine, and answered.
"Is he with you today?"
"Hmm. β
"Can you do me a favor, I have some old things I want to inquire about, and I want to ask your master to have dinner. Rest assured, I have the numbers. β
"Huh?"
I can't imagine that the two will have anything to do with each other, but thinking about it, Xu Yuan has indeed been a reporter for many years, and although he has changed careers in the past few years, the foundation is estimated to be still there, so he didn't continue to struggle.
"There's no problem with that, you pick a time, I'll make an appointment in my name, you just come. β
"Is it okay today?"
Ji Ran is too anxious, although Ding Cheng was a little surprised, but he also knew that she had always had her own ideas, and seeing that there was really nothing to do today, she agreed.
"Okay, I'll go and say in a moment, you wait for my call. β
***
Ding Cheng was very efficient, and it didn't take long for him to call Ji Ran and tell him where to eat at night. For this meeting, Ji Ran dressed up carefully.
In the face of a person like Xu Yuan, who has been in the media circle for decades, the first thing to do is not to let him feel wary. So Ji Ran wore a ponytail, brought a pair of round black-framed glasses, picked out a white shirt and slacks, stepped on canvas shoes, carried a basic backpack, and deliberately dressed up to look cute, and arrived at the box booked by Ding Cheng in advance.
"Eh, this is the friend you mentioned Xiao Cheng? β
As soon as Xu Yuan entered the door, he saw Ji Ran, who stood up obediently and stood aside, with a shy smile on his face, and joked at Ding Cheng, who walked in later, although he probably knew that people he didn't know would have some purpose when he invited him to dinner, but seeing that the other party was a little girl, the timidity in his eyes did not seem to be fake, and his heart was a little lighter.
"Hey, teacher, don't praise her, the more she praises, the more nervous she becomes. β
"Do you know so much?" Xu Yuan quipped along with his words, looking at Ding Cheng's anxious denial, he pulled out a chair and sat down in understanding, and didn't say anything more.
With Ding Cheng, the middleman, present, the atmosphere was also a little lively, Ji Ran continued from time to time, revealing his admiration for Xu Yuan in and out of his words. When a man of Xu Yuan's age is concerned, how can he be worthy of the praise of a young girl, and after three rounds of drinking, he is a little fluttery.
Ji Ran saw that the time had come, and after clinking glasses with Xu Yuan, he began to get down to business.
"Senior Xu Yuan, did you also suffer from your boss's anger when you were a reporter before?"
Holding her chin when she said it, she pursed her lips a little aggrievedly, Xu Yuan looked at it, and there was a kind smile on her face:
"What, you were bullied by your boss?"
"It's not bullying," Ji Ran played with the cup in his hand: "Our supervisor, his temper is not very good, he often finds fault with my manuscript, and after picking thorns last time, he deliberately said that our batch is much worse than yours." β
"What's the name of your current editor-in-chief?" Xu Yuan asked casually.
"Liang Qiong. β
"Oh, she," Xu Yuan smiled meaningfully: "Her temper is like this, I didn't expect to become the editor-in-chief." β
"Editor-in-Chief Liang has a bad temper before?" Ji Ran asked innocently.
"The temperament is too strong, I won't give up what I want to write or say, and I didn't cause trouble for the newspaper at the beginning, but now, looking at the newspaper like this, it is estimated that it is quite a lot more convergent. β
"That's right," Ji Ran nodded: "But after Editor-in-Chief Liang finished speaking, I really checked the press releases of your predecessors." β
"Haha, it's all from the past. β
"No, the report written by Xu Yuan's predecessor about the home bombing case,"
Speaking of this, Ji Ran slowed down a little, staring firmly at Xu Yuan's movements and expressions, only to see his face that was originally smiling drunkly, and when he heard the words 'Youjia Bombing Case', his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and his originally chaotic eyes suddenly became clear, with a trace of unconscious fear.
With this subconscious expression and action, Ji Ran was almost certain that the other party must know the inside story, and this inside story would definitely not be as simple as what was written in the news report.
This is almost enough, after all, when they meet for the first time, it will be very suspicious to behave too obviously, so after getting what she wants, Ji Ran continued with a sweet smile:
"There are also interviews with new literary artists, all of which are well written, detailed and fair, both the structure and the writing are very smooth, and the words and sentences are very comfortable, which is really worth learning from future generations. β
Xu Yuan looked at Ji Ran with a complicated expression, the girl still had an expression of adoration on her face, and it looked like she had really flipped through his press release, and occasionally mentioned a few of them that were impressive.
But the words 'Youjia bombing' were really too sensitive for him, he looked at Ji Ran for a long time, and finally convinced himself that fifteen years ago, she was just a ten-year-old child, how could she be interested in this matter, so he restrained his emotions and waved his hand.
"Alas, it was all from so many years ago, and now it has long since degenerated, you see, that's why I'm only now switching to documentary photography. β
"Listening to Ding Cheng, Xu Yuan's predecessor's photography projects are also very powerful. β
Ding Cheng picked up the wine glass a little embarrassed, originally listened to Ji Ran chatting with Xu Yuan for a long time in the clouds, this girl also pretended to be well-behaved and couldn't see it usually, she was not very comfortable, but now listening to the two of them praising each other, and also talking about herself, she said in her heart that she didn't want to talk to her at all, but Ji Ran didn't need him to talk to her very much.
"Actually, today Todin sincerely asked the seniors to dinner, because there are some things I want to ask the seniors. β
"Oh, tell me?"
Xu Yuan still had a good temper facing his back, but his heart was secretly vigilant because of what Ji Ran had just mentioned.
"Because the seniors are probably the best people in the newspaper to go out and go around," she smiled embarrassedly as she said it: "So I hope that if the seniors have any good opportunities, they can help the juniors and me, after all, the road of reporters, the seniors understand, it doesn't seem to be a good way out." β
"Of course it's no problem, whoever makes me feel kind when I see you, this is fate, come and have a drink." β
Xu Yuan's original hanging heart was relaxed, and he said that how could a child who had not dried up have so many thoughts, but he was just worried about the future to set up a line, and he would respond to it indiscriminately at the moment.
After touching the cup, Ji Ran quietly bent the corners of his mouth when he lowered his head, what kind of bullshit senior, Lao Tzu is not uncommon.