In terms of the spirit of the times, we are deploying manpower to prepare the Aibilin Studio, and Shu Neem estimates that it will take some time for all the personnel to be in place, and she is not good at urging the progress of the temporary editor-in-chief, although Chu Xi said that the staffing of Aibilin is ultimately decided by her, but Shu Neem will not take politeness as a blessing, and really thinks that she can guide the country in other people's yards.

Shu Neem understands the waiting scene, the left and right Chen Guang is abundant, she finishes the private work in her hand with quality and quantity, and looks at the string of zeros that have arrived, who will not get along with money, as long as she gets it rightly, she doesn't mind counting the money until her hands are soft, there are scientific studies that show that money can relieve pain, including physical pain and the pain of social rejection. For Shu, the more practical benefit is that the large amount of money she made up for her losses in the stock market crash.

Wouldn't it be a good thing to be able to chase your ideals with a full stomach? Besides, even if there is no equivalence between money and happiness, it is about the same relationship, in short, she is as comfortable as a health massage, and she sits in front of the computer in high spirits to write a column for Lu Lujin's magazine, and the topic is thought of, can you still be friends after divorce.

Because of her parents' affairs, she thought, if she can still be friends, why did she end the marriage? If you can't be friends, will you never see each other in the future, like strangers? If a child is involved, will the failure to sever ties affect the second marriage?

The rationality of the marriage system lies in the fact that it has an exit mechanism, and two people can divorce after less than one time, and whether they can be friends after divorce varies from person to person. Shu Neem discussed different situations from this perspective, because he had a score in his heart early in the morning, and if he had divine help in writing, in a few moments, the 2,000 words were completed, and with a little polish, he emailed Lu Lujin.

Who knew that Lu Lujin's phone call followed.

Shu Mei wondered, "What, you killed my manuscript?" ”

"No, I'm not worried about the article you wrote, it's very topical just by looking at the title"

"Then find me for a drink? No, early in the morning! ”

"I thought, then I have to wait for me to come back, it's like this, isn't the autumn and winter New York Fashion Week about to start, I have to go over, there are two more important people to interview you, one is an economics professor, the other is an architect rookie, I sent you the interview draft, you see what needs to be added, to improve, after all, these two rely on their brains to eat, and it is better to ask questions in depth"

Shu Nee clicked on the newly received unread email, glanced at it and said, "Cheng, don't worry, I'm doing this...... Eh, can't you ask gossip, I remember that the architect's girlfriend surnamed Yang is a fashion designer, your magazine did a special issue of domestic cutting-edge designers, I have seen it, she looks very punctual, she is simply an idol in the design industry, she recently participated in a reality show, is booming! ”

Lu Lujin sneered, "The old news from 800 years ago, the gossip is changing with each passing day, this idol has already become an ex, the architect is married to his son, and his wife is the director of this reality show."

"No, I watched her show off her couple ring not long ago, obviously in honey."

"Then it's not clear, the architect ordered a full set of jewelry, and the name engraved on it is not an idol anyway, the brand public relations of this jewelry has a good relationship with me, and I told it as an anecdote, saying that the idol faction was embarrassed and embarrassed, and the show showed affection, but the bride became someone else under the show"

"Love her for thirty seconds, that architect is such a scumbag!"

"Gossip is gossip, and there is no personal bias allowed during the interview!"

"Understood, I don't understand this?"

Putting down the phone, Shu Melia still digested this gossip, originally she felt that she was unlucky enough, but she was still slightly inferior to the idol designer, and the sadistic thing of being slapped in the face by her boyfriend happened in reality, which is really unbearable.

At this moment, there is only one song that can represent her mood:

But when I think of you

There is infinite courage

Close your eyes and take a breath

Then step out of the new meaning

That's right, it's time for her to do something meaningful, with the unlucky idol designer at the bottom, the pain of unemployment seems to be less intense.

Today's road conditions are unusually smooth, with more green lights and fewer red lights, and the neem car stereo plays a strong rhythm song loudly, she holds the steering wheel in one hand and hums with the beat in the other: Your big eyes, bright and flashing, like a star in the sky, the brightest one......

Driving to the Suzhou Creek Creative Park, Shu got out of the car and walked towards a dark gray building.

The first floor is a café, decorated with logs, soft lighting, and a leisurely atmosphere, and the people who work nearby are nested in the booth in twos and threes, and Shu Neem stood quietly for a moment, and the rich aroma of coffee beans in the air bewitched her to raise her legs and walk to the bar.

"A shot of espresso, a latte, to take, thank you"

"Medium cup, large cup, super large cup, which one do you want?"

"Big Cup"

"Okay, cash or card?"

"Swipe Card"

There are people upstairs who love bitter coffee, and Shu Neem is what she likes, but even if she loves it again, the 600ml super large cup is too fierce, she likes sweets, and the coffee is not sweetened with milk or sugar, so she can't take a sip. Looking around, many of the customers ordered black coffee, and every time they took a sip, Shu Neem couldn't help frowning, as if they were bitter.

Unlike the renovated café downstairs, this floor retains the original appearance of the old-fashioned warehouse before the founding of the People's Republic of China, with exposed pipes, dark cement floor paint, and black window frames that exude an old industrial atmosphere.

Except for the backlit cubicle at the end of the line, this floor is open to the middle, with a three-metre-long solid wood table in the middle, and Eames chairs on either side, red cushions neutralizing the ubiquitous cool tones.

A long row of white bookshelves against the wall, with a few colorful lazy sofas underneath, should be a relaxation area.

Shu Yu retracted his gaze and shouted Teacher Xiang.

"Wait, I'm washing the pictures," the cubicle man replied.

The coffee was put on the table, Shu Neem pulled out a chair and sat down, crossing Erlang's legs and waiting for Xiang Hui to come out.

Xiang Hui lowered his head and came out of the small door frame of the darkroom, the long hair in front of his forehead was tied with a headband, and a waterproof work apron was hung around his neck.

"People who don't know think it's your territory"

"Didn't I interpret the feeling of being at home with practical actions - come on, Mr. Xiang, the coffee I brought you specially was concentrated!"

"Don't come to the newspaper office to fake the model", Xiang Hui picked up the coffee and took two sips and said: "I bought it downstairs, the espresso made downstairs within a radius of three miles is the most authentic, I rented the office upstairs because I could drink the coffee downstairs every day."

Shu Neem praised sincerely, "Your feng shui here is very good!" ”

"Have a study of Feng Shui?"

"That is, the feng shui is not very good in places that don't match my aura, and I feel very good when I first arrive in Guibaodi. Besides, the lush greenery in your corner shows that your place is full of life! Shu Neem stared at the potted plant with thick leaves.

Xiang Hui lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, spit out the smoke ring, and said, "After I changed the land, it was the first time for you to come, right?" ”

Shu Neem nodded and put away his smiling expression and said solemnly: "I want to go back to my old job!" ”

"I heard a while ago that you were working on a magazine, what's the matter, it's not going well?"

"The magazine changed hands, I quit the unit, I want to be a reporter"

"Then you should go to Liu Wen, didn't he let go, the position around you is ready for you at any time, people go to high places, understand?"

"The Tao is not the same", Shu Neem smiled, implicitly indicating his attitude.

"Liu Wen has no shortage of talents, but he is too heavy on gains and losses, he sold you once, owes you a great favor, take the opportunity to get back the opportunity and position he deserves, he shouldn't be cheapened for nothing!"

Shu Neem stared at Xiang Hui, his eyes were full of sarcasm, "You also said that he sold me once, this kind of thing is born twice once, who can guarantee that he will not use me as a stepping stone next time he is promoted?" I'm not talking about fun, I can be a reporter anywhere, I go to Liu Wen There is undoubtedly a bigger platform, Chinese Satellite TV is good, but I just want to be a freelance reporter! ”

"Then you can think clearly", Xiang Hui looked out the window Nunu, "driving a luxury car, living in a big house, there is no money to be made in the freelance journalist industry, at least the income can't support your current standard of living, even if you are angry, you don't organize to denounce you, the only thing you can rely on is the pen in your hand"

"Lao Xiang, you don't think I'm a whim, if you want to make money to set up a pancake stand at the school gate is better than being a reporter, and don't underestimate my courage, you forgot that I was a person who broke my ribs and almost died in the line of duty, so you don't have to test my determination"

"I used to have about a dozen people here, and in the end I walked halfway, and when I came, all of them were full of fighting spirit, and my determination was not spoken, since you were not frightened by the accident, then you are welcome to join our Communist League!"

Shu Neem smiled, "The Communist Union? Why not the Union of Freelance Journalists? ”

"One meaning, we don't work, people with resources in hand can run the news by themselves, or they can get news clues from me, the only difference is that the latter's remuneration has to contribute a part to pay the rent, this loose group is not for profit, everyone works together to achieve common prosperity, although whether it can be rich is debatable, do not suffer from widowhood and unevenness, as long as no one is special, it doesn't matter if the big guy is poor."

Xiang Hui teased seriously, and then he asked, "What do you know about freelancers?" ”

"In the past, when I was in the regular army of the newspaper, I felt that freelancers were a certain group of people who were free and undisciplined, similar to ordinary freelancers, with irregular incomes, some who abide by professional ethics, and some who violated their principles and made money purely, except that there was no boss, I couldn't see any difference between freelancers and ordinary reporters, not to mention that at that time I was very proud of being a member of the newspaper, and I didn't look down on stragglers at all, I felt that they had no position, and they could write anything for money."

"Have you changed your mind now?"

"Of course, leaving aside the emotional part, objectively speaking, freelancers do not work for just one publishing organization, they are independent and operated individuals, and the website defines freelancers as follows: they are such a group of people, working like copywriters, writers, designers, executors, selling works and services by time and occupation, rather than relying on a fixed salary to work for an employer, the focus is on freedom, even if freedom is relative, it is better than writing some insincere proposition articles"

"Yes, the great thing about a freelance journalist is that it allows you to write by hand, you can choose what you want to do, what you want to write, how you want to write, where you want to start and when you want to finish it, and you can focus on what interests you...... Although you can tolerate being poor, it's not bad to make money, and we have time to discuss ways to increase your income in this industry, and I feel that you must have some experience in this area, after all, you can still live a nourishing life after losing your job."

Xiang Hui smiled narrowly and raised his palms, "I will say come on to everyone who defects to freedom, I hope you won't be a deserter"

Shu Neem high-fived him, "Look down on people, I've fallen in love with the taste of freedom, I can't wait to start work, don't carelessly hand over the work you have too late to do!" ”

"Pai work has to be done another day, I have an appointment today"

"That saved me money for a meal, I wanted to have a treat"

"Keep it first, I'll give you a chance to be courteous, it's almost noon, I'm going to pick up my daughter from school, I promised to accompany her and her mother to dinner"

Shu Melia shook her head, "Another prodigal son has returned to the family, and my sister-in-law is really not an ordinary woman."

Xiang Hui took off his apron, put on his coat, picked up the car keys and said: "The only difference between her and ordinary women is that she has won my love"

"Lao Xiang, have you gone to South Korea for further study? The lines of the idol drama come as soon as you open your mouth! ”

"I keep in mind that a man who can't even say the simplest love still expects him to do something difficult, and that women fall in love with their ears."

"I'm one step late, I didn't expect you to understand a woman's heart so well"

"I accepted your compliment, but are you a woman?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've always thought you're more iron-clad than a man, I remember going to the hospital to see you, the white cloth strips were wrapped like a mummy, I thought this guy was so tough, I'd rather lose my life than hand over the memory card"

During the days when Shu Neem was lying on the hospital bed, there was an endless stream of visitors, but when Xiang Hui came to her hospital bed, she was still a little surprised. Everyone else will ask how you are doing, but Xiang Hui asked if you would jump ship with Liu Wen, he stared at Shu Neem with burning eyes, as if her answer was serious, she thought hard for a few minutes with her beaten head, and said a negative answer in a dumb voice. Xiang Hui's gaze softened, he put down his business card, and said with a smile that he came to him if he had difficulties.

So Shu Neem is here, hoping that what he is about to embark on is a journey that he will not regret.