At 12:30, a group of girls driving luxury cars and holding flowers gathered near the university of Qingjiang University of Media and Communication, saying that they wanted to dedicate themselves to the author of the first intimate contact.

The security guards were dumbfounded.

On weekdays, there are many luxury cars parked outside Qingjiang University of Media and Communication, but most of the owners are men. The best thing to say is to reminisce about youth and experience campus life. The ugly part is to pick up girls, find and support female students.

Wu Xie? Who is it!

Writer!

From this moment, the security guards of the Broadcasting Academy all knew a writer - Wu Xie!

12:45 p.m.

Qingjiang Media Building, a Chinese restaurant outside Qingjiang Media Building, Wu Haitao, editor-in-chief of Qingjiang Metropolis Daily, came here for lunch as usual.

But at a certain moment.

Wu Haitao felt that today's Chinese restaurant was a little weird, he ordered the food for five minutes, and the food was not delivered. As usual, the three-minute event meal was already served. He walked over to the delivery table, and was about to get angry, but then his eyes froze, as if he had seen something strange, and he returned to his seat in silence.

Shock, surprise, delight......

At this moment, Wu Haitao's mind full of rhetoric could only find the words written like this, and the feedback was excited.

The waiters gathered around in twos and threes, chattering and discussing. And in their hands, it is an ordinary newspaper that cannot be more ordinary.

Qingjiang Metropolis Daily!

Since then, Qingjiang Metropolis Daily also has such a charm, like Qingjiang Life Newspaper to attract migrant workers! This Chinese restaurant, he often comes, and the waiter also knows him, which time is not busy from morning to evening, how can he have spare time to read the newspaper and forget the customers in the store.

No, I'm going to ask which section of our Qingjiang Metropolis Daily attracted them.

Wu Haitao's inner pleasure unfolded with the wrinkles on his forehead. The traditional newspaper industry is in a worrying situation, and the circulation of Qingjiang Metropolis Daily has plummeted year after year. At last year's meeting, the relevant leaders have slightly revealed their attitude of closing some newspapers year by year.

Last year, it was the Qingjiang Daily Express, and today it is not clear to anyone who is a traditional newspaper person.

But now, Qingjiang Metropolis Daily can attract the attention of migrant workers, which is a new hot spot and an opportunity to increase circulation. Wu Haitao has never been so full of expectations as today, even if he is hungry now, he is still full of spiritual satiety.

"It turns out that the author of the first intimate contact is a college student, and we are here."

"Oh my God, college students can write such crazy love."

"At that time, if I had studied hard, I might have been able to be admitted to college, or maybe I could have been in the same university as him, so would I have become her dancing and flying!"

……

The whispered discussion of the three waitresses was listened to word by word by Wu Haitao - Wu Xie? University student? First intimate encounter......

Countless keywords rippled through his mind, and five minutes later, after communicating with one of the waiters, his eyes lit up.

The reason why Qingjiang Metropolis Daily attracted three waiters was because of a book. The author of the book, to be exact.

First Close Contact, Author: Wu Xie.

After hurriedly taking a few bites of food, Wu Haitao turned around and left the Chinese restaurant. His pace was fast, and he quickly rushed into the elevator, and then entered the editorial office of Qingjiang Metropolis Daily on the fourth floor.

"Shen Cong, quickly show me a copy of today's issue of Qingjiang Metropolis Daily."

Shen Cong's eyes were puzzled, but he still quickly took a newspaper.

The headlines? No!

Celebrity interviews? No!

Literary world? No!

Hey? In this, I almost missed it!

Wu Haitao pushed his reading glasses, and finally found the article in the lowest corner of the literary world, in the most inconspicuous place—my first contact with the author of my first intimate contact.

Wu Haitao quickly skimmed through the article and didn't think there was any problem. But in the gut feeling of a media person, this incident still came from the first intimate encounter with the book.

Open the search engine and type in First Close Encounter. More than 100 million search results made Wu Haitao's mouth grow in disbelief.

The book has only been published for a week, and there are more search records than the Qingjiang Metropolis Daily, which has been published for more than ten years.

Oh, my God!

It's terrible!

What kind of book is this!

The first intimate contact was quickly found by Wu Haitao, and he quickly browsed it. I can't help but be attracted by the plot of the ruffian Cai and the light dancing in the story, now it is the world of the Internet, and in the past, falling in love was solved by matchmaking and blind dates, but now, a love actually relies on the Internet, two network cables, and an email connection.

Love! Internet!

Wu Haitao has been in the industry for many years and quickly captured the essence and highlights of this novel. This book does not have flowery words and rhetorical sentences, but some are simple paragraph divisions and easy-to-understand text language, which does not need to be scrutinized. As long as anyone who can read can read it.

As a senior practitioner, he can't help but be moved by the love story between the ruffian Cai and the light dance Feiyang, and he is also looking forward to the follow-up plot of the hero and heroine.

Seeing that Wu Haitao was so panicked, Shen Cong thought that there was something wrong with the newspaper issued today, so he secretly glanced at the newspaper layout and the focus of the editor-in-chief's gaze, and quickly captured the problem article.

The reporter's signature is an intern reporter: Chu Yanran!

Yanran is serious and should not travel cuò. Could it be that there is something wrong with this article, or the level is too poor, which has caused the dissatisfaction of the editor-in-chief?

Wu Haitao is a veteran editor who has been in the industry for more than 30 years and has a different kind of love and affection for newspapers. This industry is not only his profession for eating, but also witnesses the Chinese cultural industry from nothing to the current bloom. Even if the city leaders intend to overhaul the newspaper industry and will gradually withdraw the relevant newspaper industry from the market.

Qingjiang Metropolis Daily is his child, and he is reluctant. Now that he wants to increase the sales of the newspaper, he has to give it a try. Even if in another month or two, he will be retiring.

The workplace is like a battlefield, Chu Yanran is just an intern reporter, if she is on a business trip, Shen Cong is not willing to carry this pot.

"Editor-in-chief, this article was written by Chu Yanran. I didn't agree to publish it at first, but she asked for it, and I reluctantly agreed......"

Wu Haitao shook his head slightly, what Shen Cong was going to say next, he basically knew it in his heart. Shen Cong is an old fritter, but he has been in the editor position for five or six years, and he has not made any progress in his career, which is related to his personality in this area - if something goes wrong, it is someone else's fault, and if there is credit, it is his own.

"Editor-in-chief, I'm going to come to her, if there is any criticism, you can talk to her! How can such a work attitude work? ”

After a while, Shen Cong was dumbfounded!

The editor-in-chief nodded, and told him to call an emergency meeting of all editors. The host of the meeting is not Wu Haitao himself, nor is it editor Wang with senior experience, but a newcomer in the workplace - Shen Yanran!

The sun won't come out of the west.

Could it be that Chu Yanran's article is not only no problem, but also a masterpiece! The editor-in-chief should praise and reuse her!