7. Chapter VII
Yan Jin knocked on her table with a stern face and said, "Come in with me."
Huo Hui got up and took the notebook and followed up silently.
The two looked at each other strangely in the office, Huo Hui thought he was going to taunt her like those colleagues, but he didn't expect him to ask her.
"Is what Lao Du said true?"
Huo Hui didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at him very blankly: "What is true?" β
Yan Jin was a little impatient: "Three foreign languages!" β
Huo Hui sighed twice in a row, and nodded sincerely: "It's true." β
"Which three?"
"English, French, Russian"
Yan Jin narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Have you ever gone to a language school?" Or are you studying in college? β
"I've seen your file, but you dropped out of school before you even finished your senior year."
The implication is, I know you old bottom, you don't want to fool me.
Huo Hui pursed his lips: "I have learned English since I can remember, I have taken IELTS, but I haven't been exposed to it for a few years, I learned French and Russian when I was six or seven years old, I have studied for ten years, I have not gone to any serious school, I have not taken the exam, and I can barely communicate with people." β
Yan Jin quickly grasped the center of the question: "Who taught you?" β
Huo Hui was silent for a few seconds, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his eyes: "My mother." β
"Foreign language teacher?"
"It's not." Huo Hui paused: "She is a translator, a very good foreign language translator. β
Yan Jin nodded, his eyes constantly examining Huo Hui: "Your mother is great." β
Huo Hui did not hesitate: "Of course." β
Her mom is the best mom in the world.
Huo Hui remembered that he had just entered elementary school at that time, Huo Mengdi took out two foreign books in one night, and asked her if she liked it gently, Huo Hui turned two pages, there were many cartoon pictures in it, but the text was not understood, and her mother read a short paragraph to her softly, which was a very tongue-twisting and gentle language, she asked herself if she wanted to learn, Huo Hui nodded ignorantly, her mother was very pleased in her eyes, touched her head and said, then every week your mother will teach you to learn this, okay? When you grow up, you'll be like your mother.
Huo Hui asked his mother, what can he do like his mother? Huo Mengdi looked at her very gently, his eyes were firm.
She said that she could grow up like her mother and be a useful person, a person who contributes to society, and a ...... People who can support themselves.
Huo Hui asked, can that make the children stop calling me a wild child? Huo Mengdi's nose was sour, and he nodded with tears.
In fact, at that time, Huo Hui didn't understand what self-reliance and contribution were, she just felt that by promising her mother to learn this, she could see the happy smile on her face that she hadn't shown for a long time.
She wanted to make her mom happy.
After getting the answer, Yan Jin didn't ask any more, pulled out the chair opposite him and motioned for Huo Hui to sit down, very businesslike.
"The meeting is going to be held the day after tomorrow, I don't know why Lao Du chose you, I don't care how you came, it doesn't matter to me what background you have behind you, but you are my person, and walking out from here represents the image of our group."
Yan Jin said "You are my person" with an expressionless face, very strict, very manly.
Huo Hui curled the corners of his lips and mumbled, his eyes narrowed.
Yan Jin touched the back of his head, realized that he used the wrong words, and coughed: "When you arrive at the venue, talk less, follow Bi Tong, don't leave her half a step, be polite to anyone, and don't take off the badge of our newspaper office for a moment." β
After saying these words, Yan Jin lit a cigarette in the office, and quickly wrote something on the ledger while smoking: "You have to bring a computer bag, don't hold it in your arms, it's neither formal nor safe, turn around and fall to the ground, I don't want you to look foreign." β
Huo Hui nodded.
Yan Jin was surprised: "You don't take the notes?" What about the notepad that you have with you? β
Huo Hui was indifferent, and didn't seem to take it to heart: "Say it, I can remember." β
Yan Jin frowned, stared at her for a while, and then said: "The most important thing is to enter in advance, with an invitation, there must be a high security in front of the Great Hall that day, you usually line up outside for security checks, the security check is very strict, you don't bring any sharp objects or lighters or anything like that, you should enter through the east gate, the east gate is the main gate, and it is also ......"
"It is also the entrance for everyone to enter, this meeting will be in the hall on the third floor, go up to the first floor and turn left, wait at the reporter's entrance, and then stand in order, I must be behind the leader of Bi Tong, stand upright, do not put things randomly, do not bring any trouble to the colleagues in front and back, and keep quiet throughout the meeting."
Huo Hui stared at Yan Jin and said these things dryly: "Is there anything else you need to add, team leader." β
Yan Jin was speechless for a while.
He extinguished his cigarette, glared at Huo Hui for a while, and suddenly smiled.
"It seems a bit verbose."
"It's nothing, you can get out."
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On the day of the meeting, the newspaper office had a car to pick her up early in the morning, and Yan Jin had sent a text message to Huo Hui the night before yesterday, asking her to dress formally, so the three people who traveled together today all wore suits.
got into the car, Xiao Wang, who was in charge of the camera, sat in the front, Huo Hui and Bi Tong were in the back row, the three of them had their own concerns, and they talked very little on the road. And Bi Tong herself is also a little eccentric, she has no feelings for Huo Hui, who later came, and she is also very cold, but she just kindly explained that she followed herself, don't go around.
When you arrive at the venue, you need to queue up three hours in advance. The camera needs to shoot some materials with Bi Tong in advance, Huo Hui is wearing high heels, carrying Bi Tong's coat and computer, and follows them stupidly, tossing, and when he enters, Huo Hui feels that his feet are going to break.
They stood in the hall on the first floor and were divided into two sides, when suddenly there was a whistle in the distance, and a few hundred meters away from them, there was a motorcycle flashing a siren to open the way, which was the participants arriving at the venue one after another.
The scene was spectacular.
There is a lot of shutter flashing on the spot.
Countless cars, Iveco buses, buses, and buses poured in one direction, and they were parked in their own parking spaces in a complicated and orderly manner, and then someone maintained order, guarded the scene, and waited for everyone to enter.
Huo Hui followed a bunch of reporters to squeeze in front, and the camera behind her head was about to poke her face, but she didn't move.
Through the people and faces, she saw the person at a glance.
The man drove a very formulaic black car, got out of the driver's seat, wore a regular shirt, it seemed that it was hot in the car, the collar of his shirt was open, he scooped a black suit from the back of the seat, put it on, and went around to the other side of the car to open the door, to pick up the person sitting in the back seat.
The man who got out of the car was in his early fifties, dressed in a military uniform and of high rank, and he took the briefcase from the man's hand and followed silently.
Then the two of them walked up the stairs and walked briskly into the venue.
At all times, he is always upright, quiet, and not easily shaken by anything, he follows behind, and the person walking in front of him occasionally pauses and turns back like he asks something, and when he hears it, he will quickly step forward and answer in a low voice.
That look of neither humility nor arrogance, calm and composed!
Huo Hui kept staring in a daze, until he was pushed by Bi Tong behind him, and scolded her dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking at!" Let's go! β
Huo Hui came back to his senses and followed him with his computer.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the conference started on time, the door of the main venue was also closed, the press gallery was arranged in the back position, next to the camera and recording, many news media were conducting live broadcasts, Bi Tong was also quickly remembering the content preparation questions, Huo Hui sat in the penultimate row, she listened carefully, stared closely at the speaker on the stage, listened and listened, her eyes suddenly rolled, and she began to look at a certain position in the front row in a daze.
Her eyes were greedy, like the children in the classroom who were unintentionally distracted by the teacher Yan SΓΉ and looked out the window.
The man was still sitting straight, from Huo Hui's angle, he could only see the back of his head, the length of his hair was the same as many years ago, black and clean, and then down, there was a white collar hidden in the suit, probably tired of sitting, occasionally he would fold his legs and lower his head for a while.
When he looks down, he should be remembering something, or playing games on his mobile phone to hide people's eyes.
Huo Hui felt ashamed, like a pervert who peeped at others, and she looked down on herself like this. The room's McTon guΓ² surround sound came from all directions, and she patted her face and began to concentrate on recording the minutes.
In the blink of an eye, it was time for the lunch break.
When leaving, Liu Weijiang and a few people who were also wearing military uniforms talked while going downstairs, they were all old comrades-in-arms, each in his position, and there were few opportunities to meet each other.
"I've been following all morning, I'm tired."
Shen Siliang smiled slightly: "It's okay." β
Liu Weijiang scolded with a smile: "You are a monkey when you beat a child, you can't sit still, I brought you here to polish your temper, you have to sort out the meeting minutes and hand them over to me when you go back, don't be perfunctory." β
Shen Siliang nodded slightly: "Understood." β
Someone behind him who didn't know Shen Siliang asked Liu Weijiang: "Have you changed your secretary?" β
"Lao Shen's son, he has been in the bureau for several years, and he has been following the three departments before, and he doesn't show up often."
The level of secret protection of the three units is very high, and everyone obviously knows it in their hearts, they suddenly sighed, and then looked at Shen Siliang with a little appreciation in their eyes.
The group walked out of the hall, and it was noisy outside.
Shen Siliang stood on the steps and swept down calmly with his gaze.
At this time, the parking lot, shade ground, shade of trees, and stone piers outside the venue will become a battleground for soldiers, because outsiders are not allowed to rest inside, so these media who participated in the morning need to take advantage of this time to sort out the manuscript, eat, take a lunch break, and pass on the text, so as to seize the time that can be used.
If you don't have time, just find a random place outside and rest.
It seems that it is not easy.
Liu Weijiang asked: "At noon, I will have a light meal with you Uncle Qin and them, don't drink, they are all old comrades-in-arms, go together?" β
Shen Siliang opened the car door, looked back at the noisy scene outside the venue, smiled perversely, and was quite humble: "No, I'll pick you up after eating, there are some other things at noon." β
Liu Weijiang knew him very well, and when he saw him smiling like this, he knew that something was wrong: "What bad are you holding back for me?" β
Shen Siliang touched the back of his head.
He didn't say it, Liu Weijiang didn't ask, anyway, there are so many people who came today, those who are in charge of vigilance, those who participated in the meeting from the same unit, former classmates, comrades-in-arms, it is inevitable that there are people he knows, these children love to make trouble, and they also have their own affairs.
Liu Weijiang closed the car door and approved his leave: "If you don't like to go, don't go, don't be late in the afternoon." β