Chapter 22 There is something in the words of He Lao
The newspaper hopes to dig out as much as possible the ins and outs of major cases and the progress of the investigation in order to attract readers. In order to collect evidence, or some cases need to alert the society, the police also hope that the media can report it and jointly build a harmonious society.
As soon as Song Chi came up, he reported the name of his newspaper, of course, he also wanted to enhance the influence of the newspaper in front of the police.
"That courier may not be the real murderer, suggest that the police track down the occupants of the deceased's upper floor, it is very likely that the real murderer is among them. In addition, please ask the police to investigate the ins and outs of the purple clay pot in the deceased's home. The deceased was killed, probably due to some disputes on the purple clay pot, and I hope the police will investigate the deceased's recent bank account transactions. ”
As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you can't get your shoes wet. Since Song Chi was reborn, he has proofread the manuscripts of various cases every day, and he has long been familiar with the writing methods of some reporters and the investigation methods of cases. Since no one could believe that he would dial the mobile phone number of the deceased, he only used a guiding tone, hoping to use the police's Liliang to conduct further investigation.
After hanging up the phone, Song Chi suddenly felt relieved. He wasn't sure if the clues he provided would help the police solve the case, but he felt that he had done what he could.
He felt relieved and moved a big stone out of his heart. In the choice of fear and bravery, he conquered fear. He looked at the phone in his hand and flipped it over. Whether this phone brings you a blessing or a curse, it is still difficult to judge. If you can really return the truth to the deceased, then this mobile phone is no longer a mobile phone in the ordinary sense.
I'm afraid all of this is known only to God.
Since he completely clarified the previous misunderstanding with Zhang Yulin, Song Chi feels that his daily life is full of sober air. He would send her a message every morning to remind her of the weather and silently follow her.
Even when he was proofreading at work, as long as there was a message from Zhang Yulin, he always replied as soon as possible. There is always a sense of anticipation in my heart, perhaps this is the rhythm of wearing warm flowers and thinking of spring.
Before he was reborn, he was just a step-by-step little policeman, and he couldn't imagine that after being reborn, he could meet such a favorite girl.
He learned that Zhang Yulin had just gone to work at a foreign bank, and he always had to work overtime two days a week, and the pace of work had also accelerated. He could always hear Fang Lin's complaints about his work, feeling that it was too hard and not as free and easy as when he was a student. Especially in the face of complex interpersonal relationships in the new work environment, she is even more intimidated.
Whenever Song Chi always encourages on his mobile phone, newcomers will integrate into society, and they will always encounter potholes, which is the wind and rain that cannot be missed on the road to growth. Stick with it, and after 1 or 2 years, you can look back and feel that you are obviously growing.
In the proofreading office, everyone has a new topic.
"My nephew, finally admitted to the civil service of the customs!" Sun Erniang put down the phone in her hand and shouted happily to everyone. The smug look seemed to be announcing that he had successfully lost weight. "This kid is really promising, glorious ancestors!"
He Lao, who was lying on the table, took off his glasses and replied: "Is that the young man who drove a BMW to the newspaper office last time?" What does a civil servant have to do with honoring his ancestors? However, it is really not easy to be admitted, and my wife and children will not have to worry about it in the future. ”
Hearing the praise of others, Sun Erniang pouted her ass from the chair. "I have a relative who is a civil servant, and I am so angry when I say it! In the future, when I go abroad and bring some cosmetics and all kinds of apples back, I will not be afraid of the customs spot-checking me for tax evasion. After saying that, he laughed to himself.
"Don't think about it, other public officials will help you evade taxes for these dozens of dollars of cosmetics? You, daydream. Uncle Seven couldn't listen to it anymore, and poured a bucket of cold water on the side.
Sun Erniang loves to show off the most, but this time she was slapped on the head by Uncle Seven, and he ridiculed him for using cheap cosmetics, and his face turned into pig liver when he was angry. The seventh uncle is so old, and he is often forgetful, arguing with him, which is not an extra move.
"But today's young people are better than our generation." He Lao said with emotion: "My grandson went to England, and several nieces are either teachers or doctors, and they are all very diligent in their work, and there are almost no days off. Our generation is really going to be eliminated by the times and become an antique. ”
Sun Erniang approached He Lao and said: "People, always go to high places, have you heard that the reporter Wang Gui who came in last year quit and went to work as a lawyer, and it is said that his income has doubled several times!" ”
"It's true, he just left his job yesterday, and you're really well-informed! After all, the newspaper has a small pool and can't retain talents, as long as there is a good treatment outside, sows can learn to climb trees. ”
The conversation between He Lao and Sun Erniang, the speaker has no intention, and the listener has a heart. Song Chi listened to the successful people in their mouths, and suddenly felt that he was too small. Although the family is not bad for money, and life can be said to be carefree, this proofreading job is too boring.
Song Chi remembered that before he was reborn, he always wanted to be a famous detective, but with the graduation of college, his former ideals disappeared like dead leaves leaving a tree.
When Sun Erniang and Uncle Seven walked away, Song Chi seized the opportunity and walked to He Lao. "Teacher He, I heard that a reporter has resigned, you see that I have been a proofreader for so long, can you help me change my position?" Song Chi thought to himself, the previous Song Chi's autism had long been cured, and he couldn't keep proofreading. He desperately wanted to change his position and get rid of more people.
He Lao glanced at Song Chi, pressed his right hand a few times, and pinched the lighter in his hand. The lighter ejected some sparks, but no flames came out. Song Chi suddenly understood, and hurriedly took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes from his drawer and handed one to He Lao.
After taking a deep puff of cigarette, He Lao said earnestly: "Xiao Song, you have been here for a few months, you are quite active at work, and your work is relatively dedicated, and our proofreading team is quite satisfied with you." If you want to be a journalist, you shouldn't actually ask me, you have to think about whether you really want to do it yourself. It's all up to you, you think of it yourself, and you have to fight for it. ”
He Lao is sure that Jiang is still old and spicy, with few words, and there are words in his words.
"I'm stupid myself, so I ask Mr. He to dial more." Song Chi said.
"I'm old, and on the surface, everyone in the newspaper respects me, but how many of them are sincere? At most, I'm just doing something nice to the cake. He Lao took a deep breath and replied.
It seems that He Lao's words have been made very clear, and this matter must depend on Song Chi himself. And if the above speaks, He Lao will definitely help others.
He Lao got up and didn't forget to tell him before leaving. "Young man, seize all the opportunities in front of you!"
Take advantage of all the opportunities in front of you...... Song Chi kept circling this sentence in his mind, and he was stunned when he even walked to the bathroom.
What kind of opportunities should we seize?