Ni Hui said: "Yes, I sorted it out, if Mr. Yan doesn't want to look at the content inside, just look at the outside, it's probably enough, it's all the previous documents, you can read it or not, but you need to keep it." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Yan Buwen nodded: "Meticulous, not bad, bothered." ”

Yan Buwen looked at the handwriting on it, and felt familiar, and then remembered that it was the same as the handwriting on the pile of materials that Shi Ming handed over to him before, it seems that Shi Ming's information was also ghostwritten by the young man in front of him, Ni Hui, as his name suggests. Yan Buwen let Ni Hui go back, and he would read these documents by himself.

"Do your job, as it should be." Ni Hui smiled.

"When Mr. Yan was the deputy editor-in-chief, he may not have felt it, but now that he is the editor-in-chief, he feels quite close to people and has a good temper." After Ni Hui went back, several girls from the editorial department surrounded him, wanting to inquire about what kind of person the new editor-in-chief was, and at the morning welcome meeting, and he had met a few times in the newspaper before, but he didn't know much about the editor-in-chief.

After listening to what Ni Hui said, several girls smiled and said: "It's similar to what we guessed, hey, Sister Yun, you came earlier than us, you should know a lot of things about our editor-in-chief, let's hear it." ”

They didn't have much to do in the afternoon, so they asked some gossip in the office, and now that the three deputy editors were not there, there were only girls in the office, and some male editors, so it was a good time to discuss the gossip.

The girl known as Sister Yun thought about it, she came more than half a month earlier than them, how could she know so many ways. So he said two nonsense, and what Yan Buwen said was magical. She also heard that Mr. Yan was the son-in-law of Mr. Chen, the owner of the newspaper, and then wrote a novel in the newspaper to make the newspaper make a lot of money, and then the newspaper expanded, so she recruited them.

In the end, they are still Mr. Toyan's blessings.

"You don't know, let's talk about it, I've been here for a long time, and I came in at the end of last year." A middle-aged editor smiled and walked up to the group of girl editors, then sat down on the table in front of them, and took an apple to eat.

"Uncle Chen, say quickly, hey, don't eat." The girl snatched the apple from Uncle Chen's hand and said angrily, she hated this kind of thing the most.

Uncle Chen smiled: "What are you calling me?" Uncle Chen? I won't say that. ”

"Okay, okay, Brother Chen, let's talk about it." A girl couldn't wait, caressed Uncle Chen's arm, and said charmingly.

Uncle Chen saw the expectant eyes of so many girls in front of him, and he had never found himself so popular, so he talked about it.

"Ah, so that's the case, Miss Chen has passed away, and logically speaking, we also have a chance?" One girl muttered.

"What do you think, like you, Mr. Yan may not be able to see it." Several girls whispered to each other.

Uncle Chen smiled: "Don't think about it, there is no shortage of women next to Mr. Yan, the younger Xiao Rong, the adopted daughter of Mr. Chen's family, the older secretary Ruan Lingyu, and it is said that there is also a Miss Su, all of whom are as beautiful as fairies, hehe." ”

"Hmph." The girls glared at Uncle Chen and went back to work, which made Uncle Chen very embarrassed.

"You don't like to talk very much."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth!" Uncle Chen was bored with himself, so he wanted to return the apple and nibble on it, but he really didn't know, the last thing a girl needed was to tell the truth.

Upstairs, Xiao Rong flipped through the gifts, and then turned to the tie, books, small shelves, tumblers, teacups, etc.: "Uncle, some people feel pretty good about you, I see them praise you, I blush when I look at it, but it's the truth." ”

"What?"

"Some people say that you are handsome, talented, young and promising, and well-informed, I think these are all written by the girls in the editorial department." Xiao Rong said.

"How do you know it was written by girls?"

"These personal things like ties must have been given by girls, how could a man send this?" Xiao Rong said, Xiao Rong sorted out these things, put a few of them in the newspaper office as decorations, and took the rest back and put them in her uncle's room.

Yan Buwen asked Xiao Rong to take whatever she liked, Xiao Rong hurriedly said: "Don't, if someone else gives it to you, you give it to me again, I don't want it, I make it look like a recycling yard." ”

"Okay, then I'll buy it for you." Yan Buwen said, the salary increase during this period was a bit high, and the salary of the editor-in-chief, Cao Yuanan gave himself one hundred a month. The remuneration for the novel has also increased, eight yuan per thousand words, and nearly 100,000 words have been written during this time, which is eight hundred yuan, plus the rest from before, and his own savings are also four or five thousand yuan, which is a huge amount of money at this stage.

On Lu Yan's side, because of the best-selling of the special issue, the remuneration of Lu Yan, Lin Fangping, and Hua Shurong has reached two yuan per thousand words, which is a particularly high salary. But the three of them resolutely returned half of the remuneration they received to Mr. Yan, only as tuition, and after several shirks, Yan Buwen could only accept it, and the three of them also agreed to Yan Buwen on one condition: In the future, there will be no need.

"Okay." Xiao Rong said with a smile.

In the next few days, Yan Buwen had a lot of entertainment, such as invitations from the same department of this newspaper, other departments, and invitations from other newspapers, and the time to come back later and later every day, Xiao Rong's opinions became bigger and bigger, and finally did everything well, going to work and getting off work on time every day, which finally calmed Xiao Rong's anger.

Managers of other newspapers like Jinhua, Zhuo Lin, Qian Wen, Luo Xinghai, etc., please have a meal to congratulate Yan Buwen on becoming the editor-in-chief, this kind of dinner is enough to eat once, determine the loss, they also give Yan Buwen face, each newspaper only needs a hundred compensation, a total of eight hundred, and everyone will still be a brother company in the future, creating brilliance together.

In this department, Yan Buwen invited them once, everyone urged Yan Buwen to drink, Yan Buwen was not drunk, and several girls drank a few toasts, but they were drunk. Luo Yang from the printing factory invited Yan Buwen once and went to his house, where he had a wife and a daughter, and he had a lot of fun. After that, there were two inter-departmental leaders who had dinners, and I got to know everyone a lot.

There are also some invitations that Yan Lun can refuse if he can. A party with Cao Yuan'an, but invited an acquaintance, it was Cao Yuan'an's nephew Cao Lingyuan, who met at the Xinye tea party last time, Cao Lingyuan has been serving as the editor-in-chief of the literary column of the "Shanghai Daily" after returning from studying abroad, Cao Lingyuan has a sense of arrogance, but is not good at hiding. The last time the Xinye tea party confessed to Su Wenjin unsuccessfully, and Su Wenjin was told to be strict about ignoring the manuscript, which made Cao Lingyuan angry, so during this meeting, there was always a hint of sharpness in his words, and the implication of his words seemed to be wanting to compete again.

Yan Buwen naturally pushed it away, and had no intention of discussing it with this son.

When it was over, Cao Lingyuan arched his hand and said: "Mr. Yan, if you are interested, can you get together, Su Xiaomei and Brother Wangyu are also there." ”

"If it's all right, go." Yan Buwen saw Cao Yuan'an pushing the boat along the side, so it was difficult to refuse, so he agreed.

"Recently, there will be an invitation delivered to the house."

Sure enough, the next day, the invitation had already arrived at the house.