In the morning, as soon as Nie Congcong went to work, he saw Qian Yang push the door and come in, Cong Cong, I just met the president downstairs, and he asked you to go to his office in a while. Without waiting for Nie Congcong to reply, Qian Yang took the door and left.

Nie Congcong looked at the closed door, he couldn't react for a while, everyone chatted more hilarious last night, when Nie Congcong came home, it was already more than one o'clock in the evening, and he was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, and it was a blank at this time.

Half a month has passed since I came over, Nie Congcong has been in a dreamy state of chicken blood, after calming down in the past two days, plus yesterday I communicated with my peers, Nie Congcong couldn't help but have some panic in his heart, I want to do a good job in a magazine, enthusiasm is not enough, but also need to have a very high emotional intelligence and public relations ability, Nie Congcong never cared about these before, since coming to Zhengzhou, she feels that this is simply her life shortcoming, if there is any change in her life in the future, The problem must lie in their low emotional intelligence and weak public relations skills. However, now Nie Congcong can't think of a better way to solve this problem.

Zhang Xiaoqun came in, saw that Nie Congcong was also there, and habitually greeted her, she found that although Nie Congcong was sitting in front of the computer seriously, her desktop was just an open WORD file, and there was not a word on it, and she didn't even move her eyes to the computer. Editor-in-Chief, Nie Editor-in-Chief. Zhang Xiaoqun's immediately raised volume startled Nie Congcong, dead girl, what are you doing, scare me. Zhang Xiaoqun smiled embarrassedly, editor-in-chief, I just wanted to ask if you want to add water to the cup. Nie Congcong shook his head, no need, Xiaoqun, you can be busy with you, you don't have to worry about me. Zhang Xiaoqun didn't speak again, picked up his cup and added water, returned to his seat, put a piece of music on the computer, and didn't move again. This habit is Nie Congcong's habit in the magazine before, and now that she has changed places, this habit is still retained, but she handed over this matter to Zhang Xiaoqun as a job, she believes that a relaxed and comfortable environment can make editors have better creativity, which has been completely verified in later work.

Nie Congcong was in a daze, Zhang Xiaoqun sent the landline phone and pointed to the microphone. Nie Congcong took it, and as soon as he finished saying hello, he heard a deep voice, asking you to come to my office, why haven't you come down yet, what are you busy with important things? Nie Congcong remembered that the president asked Qian Yang to talk early in the morning, and in a blink of an eye she actually forgot about it, which was really a bit excessive, she apologized repeatedly, I'm sorry, I'll come down now.

After hanging up the phone, Nie Congcong picked up the printed editing process, remuneration standards, editorial evaluation system, salary system and magazine planning and went downstairs, whether these things are perfect or not, she has done her best, and the final result is still to listen to the president's opinion, so she has no psychological burden.

When Nie Congcong went to the second floor, the door of President Zhao's office was wide open, and she knocked lightly, and she heard the voice of the president letting in. She walked in and saw that the president had already taken care of other things and was waiting for her. She whispered, President, I'm sorry, the printer was a little slow to print documents just now, so it was late. Never mind. The president didn't answer her words, and asked her directly, Cong Cong, how is the thing I asked you to write? He asked, pouring Nie Congcong a glass of water and placing it in front of her.

Nie Congcong hurriedly sent the documents in his hand, President, this is all the documents you asked me to do, you can take a look at it first. President Zhao quickly browsed it and asked, based on your accounting, our monthly expenditure of 50,000 yuan this year is basically enough, right? Nie Congcong replied, yes, but this cost does not include printing costs, if you want to include printing costs, the cost of printing 10,000 copies per volume is about 7.8 yuan, and the overall cost of a month is between 128,000 and 135,000. President Zhao nodded and understood. He then broadcast a phone call, Mr. Liu, are you in Zhengzhou or Guangzhou? I don't know what to say over there, President Zhao continued, now that the issue number of the magazine has come down, and the editor-in-chief in charge of the magazine has also been in place, you see, come to the company next Tuesday, you and the editor-in-chief will meet, and we will also determine the cooperation matters in detail, and sign the cooperation contract as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. Nie Congcong didn't hear what the other party said, but heard President Zhao already say very domineeringly, okay, Mr. Liu, then that's it, don't change in the middle. Then, the phone quickly hung up, completely different from the usual style. Nie Congcong watched his movements in one go, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Cong Cong, there is basically no problem with these things you do, let's implement this, I will only look at proofs in the magazines in the future, and you will be solely responsible for other things. Do you think it's okay? President Zhao paused for 30 seconds, seeing that Nie Congcong was still stunned, he didn't react. He patted the table lightly with his hand, Cong Cong, what's wrong with you, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly become stupid today? When he finished speaking, he laughed to himself. Nie Congcong woke up as if he was suddenly awakened, ah, president, what did you just say? Looking at Nie Congcong's ignorant expression as if he had just woken up from a dream, his tone became much gentler, I mean, in the future, I will only look at the proofs of the magazine, and you will be solely responsible for other things, do you see if you can? Nie Congcong immediately replied, yes, I can, president, don't worry. If I don't understand something, I will contact you in time, and I will not make my own decisions. Although it is only a short time here, I also know that the relationship between the magazine is still relatively complicated, and I will not cause you trouble. President Zhao felt a lot relieved when he heard Nie Congcong say this, he always felt that although Nie Congcong was very talented, he had the simplicity and directness of a stunned baby in Shaanxi, and he didn't know how to do many things.

President Zhao watched Nie Congcong drink a small half of the water in the cup, and then paused before saying, Congcong, I still have something to tell you. Nie Congcong's heart trembled, and he said with a serious face, President, I am a relatively timid person, is what you tell me a good thing or a bad thing, if it is a good thing, you can tell me now, if it is a bad thing, you can send me a text message. The president was angry and laughed at Nie Congcong in front of him, and he had some naughty mentality of a child in his heart, so he wanted to tease her, and said with a straight face, if it's not good or bad, don't I need to say it? Nie Congcong didn't think of this problem, so he quickly lowered his posture and smiled, the leader can say whatever he wants, and the employee who cares about the good and bad things said by the leader is not a good poet. President Zhao was amused by Nie Congquan's crooked reasoning, and he couldn't hold back his seriousness, and couldn't help laughing.

Facing the man in front of her, Nie Congcong knew that many times, she could neither treat him as a leader, nor as a friend, neither close nor alienated, and this delicate relationship had to be handled very skillfully, so as not to create obstacles for herself in the future work. She asked seriously, President, what is the matter? President Zhao said in a very flat tone, you let Zhang Xiaoqun go! Let Zhang Xiaoqun go, this is something that Nie Congcong never expected, she asked very surprised, President, Xiaoqun was introduced by you, although she had no work experience before, but she was smart and clever, and now she is studying hard every day. I didn't find anything unreasonable about her, why would you let her go? President Zhao said that this was decided by the social office. Nie Congcong was very angry, president, even if the social office decides, there must be a reason, right? Can a social office dismiss an employee for no reason? President Zhao said lightly that Zhang Xiaoqun is still in the probation period, and employees in the probation period have the right to dismiss at any time according to their work performance. Nie Congcong was even more excited when he heard the president say this, and said angrily, President, is there no rule in the club like this, is it possible for me to be fired at any time? President Zhao still has that faint expression, no, Cong Cong, with me, no one can let you go, unless you have to go by yourself. Do you know? Nie Congcong looked at him, not knowing whether to say he knew or didn't know, in the face of this fickle man, Nie Congcong didn't know what to say for a while, and said very disappointed, Okay, president, I won't ask you why, since you have decided, I will go back to the office and talk to her now. After Nie Congcong finished speaking, she picked up her things and walked away, she had a sense of loss that was extremely happy and sad.

For Zhang Xiaoqun, Nie Congcong didn't like it very much at the beginning, but after getting along slowly, he found that this girl didn't have any bad problems except for being sophisticated, but in this province with a large population, everyone's survival pressure is relatively large, and if there is no high emotional intelligence, it is difficult to find a place for yourself. The longer Nie Congcong and Zhang Xiaoqun get along, the more she can understand......