When Ye Qingqing arrived at Wei Jian's office, she was on the phone, with a solemn face: "Well, well, I have counted, oh, don't worry......"

When she saw her, she paused and hurriedly ended: "My colleague here is here, I'll hang up first." She hung up the phone and beckoned to Ye Qingqing: "Come on, come on, tell me what's going on, why are you late and skipping work?" ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to pull a rattan chair at hand to the opposite side, and motioned for Ye Qingqing to sit down.

Seeing that this posture was mostly about to have a long talk, Ye Qingqing was reluctant and waved his hand: "Oh no, Mr. Wei, I'll come to say hello to you, or hurry up to Mr. Wu." ”

"Then you have to talk to me first! When I asked me yesterday, I didn't know anything and couldn't cover for you, so now that you're here, it's better to tell me first! ”

Ye Qingqing was very grateful and guilty when she said this, and could only say, "Teacher Wei, it's actually nothing. I was reading Fang Rin's manuscript again yesterday, and you said that Tang Ye's and his father's are both very good books, but we can't publish them, I feel quite frustrated. She said, her heart moved, and she put on a look of annoyance, "Is it that I did something wrong, will it not be a problem with the book at all, Mr. Wei, what does Mr. Wu think of the book?" If he doesn't plan to go to the market to publish at all, then I won't toss it in the future. ”

After hearing this, Mr. Wei's expression was a little complicated, and he comforted: "This is really not your problem, you must not think about it." Mr. Wu is still very sure of your motivation, but his style of doing things is there, he is the final judge, he thinks it can't work, that's not good, it's useless for you to ask. ”

"But if Fang Rin's book is not very problematic, it can still be changed slightly. I think as long as it's not too contrary to the principles, he should agree, after all, there are no books on the market that can be published without changing at all. ”

Wei Jian shook his head again and again: "Hey, Fang Rin's book, don't ask more, it's a matter of asking more." ”

Ye Qingqing frowned, the more she listened, the more she felt that there was a hidden feeling, and said coldly: "It's not my problem, it's not the book's problem, it can't be the author's problem, right?" Could it be that there is anyone in the society who knows Old Man Fang? Offended by the old man? ”

Wei Jian was stunned for a moment, laughed dryly, and shook his head again and again: "No, no, the eight poles can't be hit, this is too far." ”

"Then I don't understand ......"

"Okay, okay, you can go to Mr. Wu, at this time Bai Niangniang should finish saying hello." Wei Jian waved her hand to catch her up, "I told Mr. Wu that I know you plan to send the manuscript but I don't know why you want to send it for a day, when you go, just explain what you are doing in the afternoon, remember not to get into trouble with him, it's boring." ”

Wei Jian said this, Ye Qingqing was not good at getting to the bottom of it, she went to Mr. Wu's office without much motivation, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the white lady's high-decibel laughter from inside.

Why haven't you left yet......

Usually, every morning, Bai Shuli Bai Niangniang will turn around the offices of President Hong and Editor-in-Chief Wu, greet and laugh one by one, and talk to them about her dog and her own daughter, and her sense of existence is sufficient.

I only don't go to my immediate boss Zhang Vice She.

Everyone in the club blindly guessed that it was because although Vice President Zhang, who was in charge of marketing and finance, was far more shrewd and capable than President Hong and Editor-in-Chief Wu, on the contrary, it was even more difficult to fool, and he was already retired......

So many of the oppressed little pitymen in the club took Vice President Zhang as a backer, and especially liked to see when Vice President Zhang didn't eat White Lady Ecstasy Soup. It's a pity that Vice President Zhang is also a good person, and he doesn't let the little ones fool him, but he doesn't care about the small things.

At this time, Ye Qingqing was standing outside Mr. Wu's office and listening to the sharp laughter inside, very dazed, not knowing whether to go in or not. She looked helplessly at the half-open door of Vice President Zhang, where half of his arm was moving, probably writing.

"Hey......" She really didn't want to encounter Mr. Wu and Bai Niangniang at the same time at this time, so she turned around and prepared to come back later, and just took two steps before she heard Vice President Zhang greet her.

"Ye Qingqing, it's Xiao Ye, come, come in, I have something to ask you."