Before the reopening of the Mulan Theater, various newspapers were given hardship fees.

Su San actually didn't want to go, she was the chief writer of the newspaper, and she went to cheer for a theater and kill chickens with a knife, right?

But Editor-in-Chief Song has a point. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Mulan Theater, it's best for you to listen to this name, you are the Mulan of our newspaper, I heard that the boss is really a woman. If you go, you will definitely be able to dig out something different, the gender advantage is here, and those who can work harder. ”

When it came to this, Su San could only admit it.

After Su San left, Director Li turned out of the inner room. Editor-in-chief Song asked: "Lao Li, why do you have to ask Miss Su to go to the Mulan Theater?" ”

Director Li smiled, looked at no one on the left and right, and whispered in his ear: "Have you heard the legend of the murderous seat of the Zhongxin Theater?" ”

Editor-in-chief Song said with a smile: "Most of this kind of gossip news is made up by reporters, how can you believe it." He suddenly came to his senses, "You have to say, that Mulan is ......."

"Yes, the current Mulan Theater is the Zhongxin Theater in the past, which was bought and reopened, and the soup is not changed, I really hope that this medicine will be touched by her."

Editor-in-Chief Song was chilled, looked at Director Li blankly for a minute, shook his head and turned to leave.

Director Li sneered: The surname is Su, don't you know about the small actions you engage in when others don't know? We'll see.

Of course, Su San didn't know the twists and turns, and after going out, he walked a few steps, beckoning to call a rickshaw, and suddenly stopped beside her with a Volkswagen look, and the window rolled down, it was a man in military uniform wearing sunglasses.

"Where are I going, I'll give you a ride."

"Inexplicably, you're shaking again."

Su San, which pot is called, which pot is not opened.

Mo Ming smiled: "If you forget to do that thing, just take it as a dream." ”

"No, it's hard to save a big living person, how can it be so easy to forget, besides, you scared my little landlord."

"Get in the car, I'll send you."

Why not save money on rickshaws?

Su San got into the car, Mo Ming started the car, and he glanced back at the sign of the newspaper: "That kid is still in your newspaper office?" ”

Su San shook his head: "I heard that my hand was broken, and I can't hold a pen, so I'm at home." ”

Mo Ming smiled coldly: "Well, I hit it on purpose." ”

Without waiting for Su San to answer, he said again: "Actually, we all know who wrote the manuscript, this time it's like this, you can cause less trouble in the future." The next time it falls into the hands of others, it may be more brutal. ”

"I don't think you're brutal enough. Is there anything you have over you? Su San rolled his eyes, feeling that this person was really vicious, and he regretted getting into his car a little.

"If you don't say that you are really bold, anyone will dare to get on the car, and I am not afraid that I will sell you directly."

Mo Ming is not a very annoying person, he has been in that organization for a long time, he can observe words and emotions more than anyone else, and knows what to say and what not to say, and the two of them probably chatted a few words along the way, which subverted Su San's perception of him in the past.

Soon, the Mulan Theater arrived, and I saw a lot of reporters gathered at the entrance of the theater from a distance.

Su San got off the driveway and thanked him, and Mo Ming shouted: "Apologize to your little landlord, you can tell her that I am not a bad person." ”

Su Sanxin said, you usually look fierce and vicious, who believes that you are not a bad person.

Su San walked to the door of the theater in a few steps, and a colleague he knew surrounded him: "Ah, Miss Su, I read your report on split personality last time, and I don't know much about some things, so I will discuss it later." ”

"You're an old-timer, so you're so kind."

"Hmph, I can write ten of that kind of sensationalist articles in the morning."

It was a reporter from Dahua Daily named Wei Hongyuan.

The old reporter next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Old Wei, let's go, find a good place to take pictures." ”

Su San didn't want to deal with this kind of person who said cool things at all, so he smiled at the old reporter and said that he understood his hard work.

Then Wei Hongyuan looked at Su San mysteriously and asked, "I'm afraid you came to see the dead." ”

Su San was stunned, and said in his heart, even if you are jealous and resentful, you can't talk like this.

The old reporter paused and said: "Lao Wei, we are old acquaintances, you say these are boring, let's go, look, the theater owner over there is out, let's take pictures." ”

"Murder seat, there is a murder seat in this theater, whoever sits will die."

Wei Hongyuan lowered his voice, put his finger to his mouth and made a shushing motion, and then laughed: "Don't pretend not to know, don't you just want to see who will die and make some scary reports." ”

Su San really lacked on-site interview experience, and with such a stunned effort, the theater owner was already surrounded by reporters.

Su San stood on the edge of the crowd and only listened to the reporters' discussions: "Wow, it's her, it's been a shadow for many years." ”

"Haha, this time is good, big beauty, murder film, shoot more, and sell it to magazines for covers."

"Haha, this outfit is fun today. In the end, it was a writer who was always so maverick. ”

Fortunately, Su Sanzi was not short, and through the gap in the crowd, she saw two familiar faces, one was dressed in a fur coat and was graceful and luxurious, and the other was dressed in a robe with wide sleeves, like a silhouette from an old photo of the former Qing Dynasty.

Jin Xinyi also saw Su San, waved her hand and shouted: "Please come to the front from the Su reporter of the Hujiang Evening News." ”

At this shout, the noisy reporters all fell silent. Wei Hongyuan turned around, his eyes were cold, and his sword was shining.

Su San stepped forward under the gaze of everyone. She had no choice, since she had to hand in the photos back since she came to the interview, she couldn't take a picture of the reporters' heads and go back and say that the interviewee was inside.

"Miss Su, please take two photos for us." Ms. Jin smiled very delicately, and Su San felt that she looked better and radiant than she did more than a month ago.

Mr. Zhang, who was sentenced to 10 years in prison for assisting in the dumping of the body and failing to report it, heard that Ms. Jin quickly divorced him and took most of the Zhang family's property, which is why he had spare money to buy the theater and reopen it.

Su San snorted and found a good angle to take pictures of the two of them.

The onlookers were really envious and jealous.

Wei Hongyuan said to the old reporter sourly: "Look, which one says that opposites attract, this is not right at all." ”

He held back the fire in his heart, so he simply deliberately looked for trouble, and saw that Su San was talking to Jin Xinyi after taking the photo, and asked loudly: "Ms. Jin, Zeng Writer, what do you think of the murderous seat in this theater?" ”

Ms. Jin said coquettishly: "Murderous seat? This friend hasn't read too many serialized novels, why can't I understand it? ”

Writer Zeng said with a straight face: "Now is the era of civilization and enlightenment, and the strange forces and chaos are outdated." ”

"It's not either, it's not silent, it's covered with the ears of those who haven't been easy to speak, and the writer has read a lot of books, how can you forget this sentence?" Wei Hongyuan came to find the ballast. Su San smiled on the side: "There are ghosts and ghosts, there are fierce and not fierce, please go in and have a look, you can understand?" Ms. Jin, it must have been decorated and ready, so let's all follow and see the freshness, after all, in our Shanghai city, and even across the country, it is unheard of for movie stars and famous writers to open a theater together, and they are still two big beauties. ”

Jin Xinyi nodded, and Zeng Writer rarely smiled on his face and made a gesture of please.

The reporters were in a hurry to take a look inside, and rushed in, leaving only Wei Hongyuan standing there alone, he glared at Su San and said, "No wonder Miss Su can be the chief writer of Hujiang, she really has a wide range of contacts." (To be continued.) )