After Song Chi was discharged from the hospital, on the first day of work, he found that everyone in the company looked at him very strangely.

"Boy, you're in good health! You should rest for a few more days. Seeing Song Chi coming to work, Uncle Seven smiled.

Song Chi responded: "Everyone has worked hard in the past two days, and they have worked overtime for me, and I can't help it." ”

As he was talking, He Lao cut his hands behind his back, paced, and walked over with a serious face. "Seventh Uncle, Sun Erniang and Song Chi, go to the conference room on the second floor and have a small meeting with the proofreading team."

The three of them glanced at each other, knowing each other. This is not a regular meeting of the proofreading team, and looking at He Lao's solemn face, it is estimated that the topic of the meeting will be very heavy.

After coming to the conference room on the second floor, Sun Erniang whispered to Song Chi: "This meeting, eighty percent is about you. In the past few days of your absence, the newspaper office has been so noisy that it almost topped over. You kid counts your fate, and the reporter's manuscript is simply slapping his mouth. ”

"I'm just writing in passing, is it that serious?" The second monk Song Chizhang was puzzled.

Sun Erniang responded: "Fortunately, the market response is good, and there is the support of the distribution department, otherwise He Lao's black pot will be big...... It is estimated that today's meeting will be held, and this is what He Lao said. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, ask God for your blessing! ”

I didn't expect the manuscript to cause so many things. Song Chi felt that he might not even be able to keep the position of proofreader.

While talking, He Lao walked into the conference room leisurely with a purple clay pot and sat on the main seat.

"Today's closed-door meeting is very important. A lot has happened to the proofreading team during this time, there have been complaints from other departments, and there is also support from other departments. Again, I would like to reiterate that this is a very important meeting and that you must pay your full attention during the meeting and not be left out of sight. He Lao said word by word.

He Lao used two "very important" in a row, and it seems that he was under a lot of pressure during this time.

Seventh Uncle, Sun Erniang and Song Chi were all in a state of uneasiness, and He Lao must have something very important to convey.

"The manuscript of Professor Tan's fall from the building......" Just as He Lao was about to speak, suddenly the door of the conference room was kicked open. A sweeping aunt in the newspaper office, holding a broom in her hand, shouted excitedly: "Teacher He, there is a shirt seller at the front desk downstairs, it's very cheap, 25 yuan for one piece, 45 yuan for two!" ”

"What, is there really such a thing?" He couldn't believe his ears. He hurriedly got up and ran to the door of the conference room.

When the aunt saw He Lao coming over, she nodded and replied: "There are a lot of people who buy it, and they will be robbed if they go late!" ”

"So what are you waiting for?" He Lao pulled his aunt and was about to go downstairs. Before leaving, he turned his head and said: "This proofreading group meeting is temporarily canceled and dismissed immediately!" ”

In the process of going downstairs, He Lao also asked his aunt vigorously: "You said that I bought 4 shirts at a time, can I get another 9% discount?" ”

After canceling the proofreading group meeting, as soon as Song Chi walked to the first floor, the front desk lady stepped forward to tell him that President Li was looking for him.

Song Chi was suspicious in his heart, what is President Li looking for himself?

He walked up to the third floor and saw President Li's newly recruited female secretary. Absolutely eye-catching, perfect below the head, and a very three-dimensional figure, giving a strong visual impact. "Hello, President Li called me." Song Chi stepped forward.

The female secretary nodded, put down the makeup mirror in her hand, and motioned for him to enter the office.

President Li was reading a magazine with Erlang's legs crossed in the office, and when he saw someone coming in, he quickly sat up. Song Chi reported to his home and said: "Hello President Li, I am Song Chi from the proofreading team, are you looking for me?" ”

"That's you!" President Li smiled: "I have an impression of the last time you came here. Come...... Have a seat! ”

Song Chi was flattered, originally he thought that he would have no intersection with President Li again.

President Li asked, "Did you write the manuscript of Professor Tan's falling case in the newspaper two days ago?" ”

Song Chi chuckled in his heart, feeling that his scalp was a little numb. "I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to push off the reporter's manuscript. There was new evidence in this case later, so some of the previous speculations were wrong......" Song Chi tried his best to defend himself.

President Li waved his hand and interrupted Song Chi's words. "I don't blame you, on the contrary, I think you are very thoughtful and aggressive."

Song Chi was suddenly happy in his heart, he couldn't imagine his helpless move at that time, but he was affirmed by the leader.

"To be honest, there is an editor-in-chief who is in charge of the editorial department. I'm the president, but I'm not really good at editing. The current editorial department has too serious fixed thinking, especially under the current wave of mobile Internet, and then this kind of thinking of holding on to the defects, the newspaper will have to finish playing sooner or later. President Li lit a cigarette and said endlessly: "Your move has undoubtedly sounded the alarm for the editorial department, and the editorial department must be reformed." ”

The word reform, when it came out of President Li's mouth, Song Chi always felt very harsh. He knew that he was soft-spoken, and the so-called high-sounding words of some leaders were just taking the opportunity to eradicate dissidents. It is very likely that he is just a chess piece in the hands of the leader, and he will use this incident to achieve the ulterior purpose behind him.

As a small person, how can he have a choice, he can only go with the flow.

So for President Li's praise, Song Chi was not very happy. wrote a report the size of dried tofu, and raised himself to a certain height, which is obviously someone within the newspaper taking the opportunity to hype.

He has a few pounds and a few taels, and Song Chi knows it very well in his heart.

"President Li, I just know a little more than the reporter, and there is nothing else to mention." Song Chi said: "Teacher He has always told us that as a journalist, we must adhere to the truth and have a sense of justice. Although I work in the proofreading group, I hope that one day, I can become a real journalist. ”

If you want to realize your dream of becoming a journalist, you have to seize every opportunity.

"Your ability has met the basic requirements of a journalist." President Li is very sure of Song Chi. "Every employee in our social security, even the aunt who sweeps the floor, as long as she works hard, she will definitely shine."

Song Chi responded: "President Xiexie Li's promotion. ”

At this time, the female secretary held her chest up, held a stack of documents in her hand, and bent down to ask President Li to sign. "Young man, do a good job, I will remember you!"

Song Chi knew that these words were to drive himself away, and he wanted to see the wind and rudder.

He got up to say goodbye to President Lee, and when he exited the door, he gently closed the door of his office. Soon after, I only heard a delicate voice inside, and said, "President, how bad are you......"