Wang Bo sat absentmindedly at his desk, busy under his hands, but his mind was not here.

The sun was shining outside the window, and I didn't know if the birds in the trees were hot.

The screams are annoying, why aren't there any bear children to take them away?

"Xiao Wang, do you want to choose a topic?" the editor-in-chief's voice was full of concern.

Wang Bo sat up straight and said, "Yes, I don't understand." ”

"Don't think about it, just write Yang Rui. If you don't have anything to write, go out and walk around, otherwise, talk to Yang Rui. The editor-in-chief spoke pleasantly, and by the way, he lifted the teapot on Wang Bo's table and helped fill his cup with water.

Wang Bo said "oops": "Don't don't, don't, I'll do it myself." ”

The editorial department of the "Beijing Morning Post" is a small unit, and everyone has been in the same unit for more than ten or twenty years, and maybe they will have to work for several more decades in the future, so the relationship between the upper and lower levels is not very clear. Still, there is no reason for the editor-in-chief to pour water on the junior editor. Anyway, people are still more than 20 years older than you.

The editor-in-chief used to pay attention to maintaining his majesty, of course, he is also very careful now, so he poured a glass of water, put the pot on the table, and said with a smile: "Who is not pouring, okay, you are busy with you, I am a big idler today." By the way, I asked Lao Wu to leave you three-quarters of the page, can you fill it?"

The corners of Wang Bo's eyes jumped, and he asked, "Is it a picture?"

"If you want a picture, I'll give you a layout. ”

Not only Wang Bo's eyelids jumped, but also the eyelids of other reporters and editors.

The Beijing Morning Post is a local tabloid, a little bigger than the newspapers of state-owned enterprises and large units, and because of its presence in Beijing@Beijing, it is also more influential than some local tabloids, but no matter how influential it is, in the final analysis, it only has four pages.

A newspaper with four pages is a piece of newsprint, folded in folio, with two pages on either side of the middle seam, and in turn two pages.

In other words, the tabloid is now a piece of paper, printed on both sides, and finally folded in half.

For example, in later generations, newspapers with dozens of pages, or even hundreds of pages, basically did not exist in China in 85 years. First of all, there is not so much content published, and the most important thing is that there is not so much paper waste, you sell it expensively, and most people are not willing to spend that extra five cents.

For tabloid editors and reporters, the unit of space they usually use to compete is a quarter of the page, and no matter how small, it belongs to the tofu block, which usually belongs to something with no connotation.

Wang Bo used to write about tofu blocks, so he had no influence in the newspaper office or outside, let alone prestige.

Wang Bo has never published a full-page article.

"Do you really give me a layout?" Wang Bo's voice was a little excited.

This is equivalent to saying that a full quarter of the next issue of the newspaper will be written by him.

This kind of treatment is not new, many old reporters have gotten it, but Wang Bo has never gotten it.

For him, it was a career leap.

If you go out in the future, others will have to look at it twice, at the very least, you are qualified to go to the company alone to get a red envelope or something.

Reporter Wang Da - Although there are more reporters with this title, it is quite touching to think about it.

Hey, it's good to have a prostitute, but there are few people with the surname this.

The editor-in-chief said disapprovingly: "You write a good article to show me, if there is still the previous level, I will give you a layout, and with pictures." ”

Wang Bo gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely write it." ”

"It has to be a word. The editor-in-chief admonished.

"Definitely. Wang Bo is a little weak-minded, a newspaper page can have four or five thousand words, and the pictures can't be too big, four thousand words are always indispensable.

4,000 words to write have something to say, but it is not easy.

The editor-in-chief laughed twice and said: "I won't tell you about the writing technique of the whole page or something, I suggest you take a new picture, and take a better picture of Yang Rui, just his face, I think it can increase sales." ”

The editor-in-chief laughed as he spoke.

Wang Bo understood, quickly stood up, picked up the bag, and said, "I'll shoot now." ”

"Go to the props room and grab that Laika's camera. The editor-in-chief handed a note to Wang Bo. Their newspaper does not have a full-time cameraman, and it is customary for reporters to bring their own cameras when they go out, of course, newly bought cameras are always allowed to be used only when they are old, and only a very small number of times will they be sacrificed as treasures.

In the office, Han Jinjie, who joined the company in the same year, looked at the background of Wang Bo's departure and muttered in a low voice: "Why didn't I fall into this kind of luck." ”

Sitting opposite Han Jinjie was Lao Wu, who had brought Han Jinjie, who had just graduated, so he laughed and said, "This shows that people are good at catching hot spots." ”

"I also wrote a comment on Yang Rui's matter. I wanted to interview him later. When Han Jinjie said this, he was a little excited: "Who knew that he only accepted an interview with a reporter from a newspaper, and Wang Bo went a few days earlier than me." I'll look for it again, people ignore me, do you say he's stupid or not, can there be a difference between my interview and Wang Bo's interview?"

"There must be. Lao Wu smiled and said in a low voice: "You think, Wang Bo must care about the relationship with Yang Rui now." ”

"That's for sure. ”

Therefore, what he wrote made Yang Rui happy, at least not unhappy. ”

Han Jinjie came to his senses and said disdainfully: "Collusion!"

One sentence made Lao Wu angry: "How can you speak, this is called collusion? You kid, don't let Wang Bo hear it, otherwise, the editor-in-chief will have to scold you." ”

"I'm not wrong, as journalists, we carry out the responsibility of social supervision, just write things that make people happy, and ask reporters to do something. ”

"Well, you can oversee it, and see who asks you to oversee it. "Lao Wu is too lazy to teach this kid a lesson.

Han Jinjie shrunk his neck, he was actually not so coarse, he was just happy and happy.

Wang Bo, who went out on a bicycle, also felt that he was quite happy.

Yang Rui unsurprisingly reappeared in the hotel again.

The time he is interviewed every day is three meals.

That's right, I also accepted interviews for breakfast, but the time was shorter, and familiar reporters didn't like to make appointments, and they were all newcomers who tried to mix up their faces.

Thinking of the difference between the newcomer and the old man, Wang Bo raised his head proudly, he has now mixed into the dinner pie, which is the longest time in the three meals, and the dinner is usually more delicious, unlike the lunch pie, often can only eat snacks.

However, I heard that there is also a fitness school, which lasts longer, and Wang Bo doesn't care about it. How tiring it is to work out, and it's not easy to write notes, in case you accidentally train a whole body of muscle bumps, how ugly it is......

"Commissioner Yang. On the second floor of the Manfu Building, Wang Bo saw Yang Rui, and before he could sit down, his mouth was already drooling, and he asked, "Eat copper pot shabu today?"

"Together with the white water sheep's head, will you eat the sheep's head?" Yang Rui and Wang Bo were also a little familiar, and asked with a smile.

Wang Bohaha smiled and said, "You pay for it, and I will eat everything." ”

Yang Rui is not short of money, every time he invites reporters, he said with a smile: "That's good, the white water sheep's head in Laobei @ Beijing, I don't get tired of eating it a few times, but it's a bit boring to eat alone, let's eat it with shabu pork, I think it's quite appropriate." ”

"I think it's appropriate, too. Wang Boshuang didn't want it, and said: "Don't say it, the last time I ate white water sheep's head, it was a few years ago." The lamb's head meat is boiled and then chilled, cut thinly, fragrant! The copper pot shabu-shabu is hot, the sheep's head is cold, and it is cooperative!"

"Ice water is also used when the sheep's head is boiled, and the water is changed after boiling, and you have to change seven dishes of water before you can get out of the pot. Yang Rui added: "It has to be done like this, it has no smell, and it is rotten cooking." In fact, the sheep's head is not fat, but it looks ugly, we only eat meat, not the head. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Commissioner Yang is a gourmet. ”

"Don't dare to be, it's just a foodie. ”

"The word foodie is good, this word is good. Wang Bo praised and praised.

Recently, the hottest news is the war of words between Yang Rui and Miki Company, especially in Bei@Beijing, everyone likes to watch Chinese scholars and foreign companies come and go.

Wang Bo still attaches great importance to seizing this opportunity, and he doesn't care about patting Yang Rui's little fart.

If you want to say that the Chinese and foreign companies are in lawsuits, there are actually many people in China, but most of them, for a week or two, either one side will go to the loss, or there will be peacemakers to intervene and negotiate a plan that everyone can accept, or have to accept.

Yang Rui is different, and he doesn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he has been fighting this lawsuit for two months, and he has no intention of stopping, and there are more and more media involved.

If it were a different person, I wouldn't know who I would meet at this time, but Yang Rui didn't know how to get it, but it was even more powerful.

Privately, Wang Bo heard that Yang Rui had rejected several heavyweight peacemakers, which made him pay more attention to every interview.

If you don't get it right, you won't be able to interview a few times.

"By the way, there are two reporters coming over, let's order food first, then ask for a pot, eat white water sheep's head, etc. Yang Rui politely beckoned Wang Bo to sit down, asked him for beer, and asked for a pot of tea.

Wang Bo looked at the surroundings and said happily: "There are still reporters who want you to wait?"

"A reporter from Youth Daily. ”

Wang Bo was taken aback: "China Youth Daily?"

Yang Rui nodded slightly.

Wang Bo's head suddenly turned upside down, this level is a bit high.

It's a bit difficult to grasp the key points when everyone chats together, it's too high-level, and the readers of our newspaper don't like it.

"The two reporters, both from China Youth Daily?" Wang Bo asked cautiously again, the two of them came together, and the specifications were not small.

Yang Rui shook his head slightly.

Wang Bo was a little relieved, if there was only one person, maybe he could talk about something less condescending.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Rui spoke again: "There is also a reporter from the San Francisco Chronicle, a second-generation Chinese, easy to communicate. ”

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