Ouyang Lai returned to the magazine office, and it was already evening.

She went in, and the people left.

Therefore, in the entire three-story small western-style building, only the east corner of the second floor is lit up.

She prostrate in front of her desk, her fingertips darling across the keyboard.

The phone in hand rang over and over again, and she didn't notice.

It wasn't until it was almost ten o'clock that Ouyang Lai saved the manuscript and submitted it, then he stretched his waist and picked up the phone.

Chen Qiaomu....

Fifteen missed calls?

Ouyang Lai rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

Half leaning back in his chair, he dialed the phone.

It didn't seem to have time to ring before the phone was connected.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little urgent: "What are you doing, Xiao Lai?" ”

Ouyang Lai raised his lips and smiled: "I went out for an interview in the afternoon and muted the phone, and I was writing a manuscript just now, so I didn't pay attention to the phone...."

The other end of the phone sighed slightly: "I thought something happened to you...."

"What can happen to me? It's you, why are you so clingy? Ouyang Lai said jokingly.

"What? No way? ”

"If you want to be an independent man, you will be loved if you live well and don't stick~" Ouyang Lai blinked and teased easily.

"I can't do it." The other end of the phone was categorical: "It was originally a five-day meeting, but I shortened it to three days. ”

Ouyang Lai raised his eyes: "Then you will come back the day after tomorrow?" ”

"Hmm. Day after tomorrow. ”

Ouyang Lai's smile deepened: "Anyway, I don't want you, it's the same when you come back." ”

The voice of the phone paused, and only after a while did he say, "Well, then I'll go and socialize first..."

Ouyang Lai sat up: "Where to socialize?" ”

"Don't know, nightclub?"

"Don't go."

"You don't want me anyway, it doesn't matter where I go, right?"

Ouyang Lai opened his mouth for a while: "Lie to me again!" ”

There was a low laugh on the phone, and then he said, "Entertainment is fake, overtime is real." ”

Ouyang Lai pursed his lips, pronounced a thick "um" in a nasal voice, and then instructed: "Don't stay up late, go to bed early." ”

"So are you."

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Hang up, and the world seems to be quiet again.

Ouyang Lai tidied up his things and prepared to go home for a good night's sleep.

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Before it was time to get up the next day, Ouyang Lai's mobile phone was already ringing.

With sleepy eyes, she pulled her phone out of her pillowcase, using her newly restored vision to try to make out the caller's name.

Oh. Ma Weiwei.

So I picked up the phone.

Before she could speak, she had already scolded on the phone: "Ouyang Lai! Do you not understand people? Let you leave it alone, you still visit under the banner of our magazine! If you don't want to do it, don't bother us! I'm telling you! There's no way your manuscript will be approved! Even if you change the vest, you won't be able to send it out! I've blocked the whole text! Don't think about it! ”

Ouyang Lai rubbed his eyes and wanted to open his mouth to argue a few words, but Ma Weiwei hung up the phone again.

Look again, it's 6:30 a.m.

I cursed a few words in my heart, and then went back to the bed and continued to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already two hours later.

Ouyang Lai brushed his teeth while logging into Weibo, which he had not logged in for 800 years.

Then copy-paste, send.

After packing up his things, Ouyang Lai was about to go out, and after a glance at Weibo, there were already hundreds of messages.

Before she could finish all the messages, the phone rang again.

This time, Ma Weiwei's voice was extremely sharp, and she seemed to be angry: "Ouyang Lai! Are you born with a backbone? Can't tell right from wrong? I'm telling you! You're fired! How much liquidated damages will be paid to you! You don't have to go to work anymore! ”

After saying this, Ma Weiwei hung up the phone again.

Ouyang Lai was stunned at the entrance, hesitating and not knowing whether to wear shoes or not.

After hesitating for a while, I decided to go to the magazine.

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Before I arrived at the magazine office, there was already a row of people standing densely outside the courtyard, which seemed to be other media, but also some personal self-media.

They all poked into the magazine side by side.

I saw that the editor-in-chief Ma Weiwei was late, standing at the gate and shouting to everyone.

"That Ouyang reporter is no longer from our magazine! So you don't have to be around here, we don't know anything! ”

The crowd outside the door didn't buy it: "You can still see the name of reporter Ouyang on the official website, how can you say that it is no longer from your magazine?" ”

Ma Weiwei explained anxiously: "We change the personnel information every quarter, so it may not have time to take it down...."

Another person asked, "Did you read the report this morning?" ”

Ma Weiwei waved her hand: "I haven't seen anything yet, I don't know anything, don't surround here, it's a delay in our office.... So be it...."

Ma Weiwei called a few propaganda colleagues and shouted: "You take your colleagues to get some milk and bread, I just asked people to prepare some, I guess I didn't eat breakfast in the morning....."

Ma Weiwei played the family card, and sure enough, the situation settled down temporarily.

Ouyang Lai watched from a distance, and it was not a good time to pass at this time.

She's ready to make waves with her manuscript, so she can also afford to shoot her head bird.

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When the crowd dispersed, Ouyang Lai walked into the magazine office, and the front desk happened to be unattended, so no one stopped her.

So she was able to go straight to the third floor and push open the door to the editor's office.

Ma Weiwei was resting on the chair with half-squinted eyes at that time, and immediately opened her eyes when she heard the noise, with a face full of disbelief: "Why are you here?" ”

Ouyang Lai came in and closed the door: "Editor-in-Chief Ma." ”

This is the first time Ouyang Lai has called Ma Weiwei as editor-in-chief.

"I went to the hospital yesterday and interviewed Deputy Director Xu, and those things are true, and they are by no means false...."

Ma Weiwei frowned and turned her face: "So what! Not receiving an order from your superiors is fake news! ”

Ouyang Lai said solemnly and firmly: "We are journalists, and we have the obligation to bring real events into the public eye as soon as possible..."

Ouyang Lai propped his hands on the desk: "Editor-in-Chief Ma, we sent out this report, more people will see it, and more people will notice it." ”

She paused and adjusted her breathing: "If even we don't report and look ahead, will it cause very serious consequences?" ”

Ouyang Lai's eyes stared at Ma Weiwei deadly.

Ma Weiwei pressed her temples and didn't speak for a long time.

Ouyang Lai continued to speak: "My personal strength is meager, but if it is officially released by a magazine that has a reputation for ten years and rave reviews, then the influence is very huge!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Lai's mobile phone rang.

She answered for a minute, then hung up.

Ma Weiwei cursed in a low voice: "Didn't I owe you in my last life!" ”

Then he waved his hand irritably: "Fa Fa Fa Fa!" We said yes! Some of the consequences are up to you! ”

Ouyang Lai showed a relieved smile and nodded: "Well, all the consequences are borne by me!" ”

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Three days passed quickly.

Because Qiao Mu compressed the itinerary of the business trip, there was no leisure except for eating and sleeping in the past three days.

He turned on his phone in the waiting room.

found that the words "Ouyang Reporter" appeared in the local popular column.

Qiao Mu clicked on it and read the article carefully.

At the end, he smiled knowingly.

"You're amazing."

Qiao Mu pressed send and looked at the avatar of the dialog box for a long time.

It didn't take long to get a reply.

"I'm unemployed."

Qiao Mu's eyes moved, and his fingers tapped gently: "It's okay, I'll raise you." ”

Suddenly, another transfer message was followed by a mischievous bear expression.

"This is the 20,000 yuan you lent me last time, I took the compensation, and I will pay you back first...."

Qiao Mu didn't collect the money, and then saw a new message: "You have to accept it first before you can continue to support me, this is my self-esteem." ”

Qiao Mu hooked his lips and smiled, muttering, "Hmm, familiar self-esteem. ”

Then press Collect.

"What time do you arrive today?"

"4 p.m."

"Then I'll pick you up."

"Okay."