A natural and exquisite island, inhabited by local fishermen, they fish for a living, but the only thing that makes people admire is the natural growth of peach forests on the whole island, a gorgeous reflection of the sky, scorching demons.

Butterfly said very sincerely: It's really unfortunate, I still have some things in the unit tomorrow, I'm afraid I can't accept your invitation. However, I have also heard that Peach Blossom Island is a very beautiful place. It's really a beautiful place, it's just that our unit is now in the period of rectification, and we have been saying that we want to revise it, no, we will not let go on weekends, and let the editors of each of our columns rethink a plan, and I am having a headache about this, uh, really a headache - I'm also embarrassed, uh,——

In a hurry, the butterfly blurted out a barely palatiable reason.

It's not that it was made out of nothing, but there was a revision, or at the last editorial meeting, the boss and the editor-in-chief mentioned the revision and rectification in unison.

The reason is very simple, the sales of the magazine are not good, the advertising revenue is not satisfactory, and the boss feels that the money he takes out every month cannot be exchanged for more money, so he naturally can't sit still.

This issue is all burning money, not a little bit of money. Throwing a lot of them into the fire, the problem is that they don't even see a bright spark.

You know, these days, no one who comes out to do business is purely for charity. Even if you put the slogan of doing the market first and making money, if you can't make money in half a year, you will naturally start to be impatient.

If a magazine is full of advertising, even if it has no connotation, but there are piles of advertising money coming in every month to prove that it is a good magazine.

For a while, the boss was even envious of the magazines full of advertisements like dog skin plasters, and many of those advertisements even sold tonics, but they made real money.

In addition, even those institutions that specialize in charity under the guise of charity are enough to hide the shady scenes behind the flies and dogs.

Therefore, profitability is the most important factor and the only test criterion for whether a company's operation is good.

The boss obviously thinks it's bad, and the root cause of the bad is naturally that everyone didn't do their part, ruined the money she gave you, or rather, you didn't realize your value in the company.

Even, she was a little reluctant to see the editor-in-chief, the-for-tat words at the meeting, and the eyes that hid each other...... Let all the people present at the meeting secretly pinch a cold sweat.

Everyone also discussed in private, and it seems that many of the boss's opinions are at odds with the editor-in-chief, and some people even revealed that the boss is ready to change the editor-in-chief. Butterfly's heart is clear, if the editor-in-chief is changed, then the first person to rectify is himself. Maybe they can't wait for the editor-in-chief to be rectified, but first rectify themselves.

The world is impermanent, and it is not a common word to get by, and to live and cherish?

After saying that, the butterfly felt like she had unloaded a burden, and waited for the other person's reaction very easily.

JJ is also a very deep man in the city, in the face of butterfly's words, his face did not rise and fall, not even his pupils contracted, it seems that he is also well-trained, just said: Oh, then let's talk about it later.

He's so approachable, so understanding, is that really the case?

Butterflies don't want to think too much, with this stable platform, everyone can be very graceful and steady, not startled a trace of clothes, quite gorgeous, butterflies are very satisfied, heart clapping hands, it can really be said, fighting, fighting, not startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

JJ's mastery and disguise of himself surprised the butterfly. So far, I have re-examined the man in front of me, and it is really unusual.

He quickly switched the subject, from the ethereal peach blossom island back to his current publication, and then began to talk about his grand goals, which were achieved and which were yet to be achieved.

In the next half an hour, it bloomed from the sky like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, which was more brilliant and colorful than the peach blossoms on Peach Blossom Island.

The butterfly's ears were tortured for half an hour, and her head was dizzy.

Strange to say, those who say it quench their thirst, but those who listen to it have a dry mouth. has to continue to apologize and laugh, he is playing vividly and enjoyably, but the butterfly listens to the pain and helplessness.

In the end, a nameless phone call came, and it finally accidentally saved the panicked butterfly.

She felt that today she really wanted to reward the caller, it was the right time to call, it was a must, it was the nectar of a long-term meeting, and every drop of it moistened the heart of the butterfly.

If this person is on the other side, the butterfly can't help but hug it. I actually thought of making a phone call at this time, which can be said to be unbelievable!

She took out the phone, smiled at JJ, who couldn't stop the car, and said: I'll answer the phone-

Everything was ...... suddenly

Butterfly flashed through her mind a lot of possible people, maybe even some harassing calls, but what she never expected was that the caller she happily wanted to hug turned out to be Zhuang Yousheng.

Zhuang Yousheng's tone was a little sluggish, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to implement it, but after the implementation, he still had some doubts, paused, and was a little lazy, just listening to him: Miss He, it's me, Zhuang Yousheng.

Hearing this long-lost voice, it really surprised the butterfly, but now hearing this voice, the butterfly's heart is like a ray of warm sunshine sprinkled in an instant, faint and hazy, with a little indescribable kindness, the butterfly softened and said: Oh, Mr. Zhuang, hello. Is there something wrong?

Zhuang Yousheng took a deep breath slightly, and then said steadily: I haven't been in touch for a long time, I don't know how you are now?

The rays of sunlight seemed to be more intense, warm and a little hot, but just enough to make the bottom of the heart feel hot, the butterfly replied without thinking: Very good.

He groaned, and then said: I saw the latest issue of your magazine yesterday, and I read your article, and I think it's very well written, really good—

Ahem, the butterfly almost choked in one breath, and suddenly coughed, half a month has passed since this issue of the magazine, I only saw it yesterday, this is inevitable, it is inevitable, cough cough, forget it-

Butterfly barely calmed down and replied: Oh, yes, you can like it, but our boss is very dissatisfied, saying that it is terrible.

Zhuang Yousheng obviously frowned, his voice was a little puzzled, and said: Why? I read a lot better than most messy magazines, and I, who never read a magazine, can read one after all.