"Wow~~ Which reporter is this? Do you even have this skill?"

"Still boasting about others, don't we have to learn a little bit ourselves!"

The praise and surprise were only momentary, and everyone's attention was quickly drawn to the long black car.

The door opened, and a shadow slowly walked down.

Sure enough, it was the figure of Gu Rongxia, president of the story group.

This is her first appearance after appearing on the hot search, which is very important intelligence news for the media industry.

If you're lucky, you might be able to dig even harder.

However, it is a bit strange that they are obviously secretly squatting, and only swarm when the 'target prey' appears.

The other party seemed to be on guard, and used a large number of bodyguards and guards, making it difficult for them to get close.

Of the group, only one person had a good shot.

That is Lin An'an, who showed his stunts and squatted on the iron fence to shoot.

She didn't last long, and after taking the required shot, she jumped off with her hands on her hands.

Then, the reporters' target prey was seamlessly protected by the security guards and guards, and they swarmed into the gate of the story group.

This massive press interception meeting was officially declared a failure.

These shots can't write any big news, they can only occupy a slight space, after all, the deity didn't give them any chance to dig up.

I didn't even get a picture of my face.

"What's the matter, so vigilant, as if someone told her that we were coming."

"It looks like there's an inner ghost!"

Someone laughed and quipped, "There is an inner ghost, terminate the transaction!" ”

Everyone around them turned their eyes to that person.

Lin Anan blinked, "Isn't it funny?" ”

"Can you laugh! It would have been nice to dig up this news today, but now I have to find it. ”

"Then don't go yet!"

Lin Anan was smiling and looking in a good mood.

"An An, did you write the news this time?"

A colleague leaned in and asked in a low voice.

"Write it, I have something to do."

After chatting with his colleagues, Lin Anan gave the camera to his colleague and walked in the direction of the bubble tea shop with a crossbody bag on his back.

After she finished drinking a cup of milk tea, she received a text message on her mobile phone.

She glanced down, and the smile on her lips widened.

Walked over to the cashier and ordered a few more glasses.

The staff saw that she bought a lot, so they carefully helped her pack it.

When Lin Anan walked out of the milk tea shop with milk tea in both hands and a plastic bag in his mouth.

The fellow reporters outside have long since disappeared without a trace.

For them, time is money, and the fierce material is the father of money.

As long as there is fierce material, they can give birth to time to rest, and once they dig up the news, it is ordinary and there is no urine point.

You can only spend time and continue to work hard.

Compared with those peers who were busy leaving, Lin An'an, who was carrying several cups of milk tea, seemed much more leisurely.

In addition to being more busy on the hands.

When she entered the door of the story group, the front desk saw that she naturally thought it was milk tea, so they stopped her.

Putting the milk tea on the table, she had just reported her name when she received a call at the front desk.

"It turns out that you are a friend of Mr. Gu, I'm really sorry."

The front desk lady apologized politely, and asked someone to help Lin Anan carry the milk tea.

"No, I'll do it myself, you guys are busy with yours."

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