The car stopped at the door of the magazine, Nie Congcong just got out of the car, and saw the president and Zhang Xiaoqun going out, the president saw Nie Congcong, and asked cordially, Congcong, where have you been? Why don't you reply to messages? Nie Congcong asked with a blank face, did you send me a message? Alas, President, I'm sorry, I didn't receive it. Is there something wrong? The president glanced at Nie Congcong meaningfully, and then said, there is nothing to do now. Then you get busy first, I'll go out for a while. After speaking, he walked out with Zhang Xiaoqun one after another, from beginning to end of the whole process, Zhang Xiaoqun didn't have Nie Congcong to say a word, as if he didn't know Nie Congcong, which made Nie Congcong very strange, from knowing Zhang Xiaoqun to today's whole contact process, I found that Zhang Xiaoqun is a very enthusiastic and kind girl, although there is some sophistication, but it does not hinder anything, living in a complex environment for a long time, no matter who it is, it will practice the ability of being exquisite. However, Zhang Xiaoqun's performance just now was too strange. Nie Congcong didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly went upstairs to work in the office.

Since being the author of Qin Ge, Nie Congcong's writing level has improved rapidly, but Qin Ge has also been more strict with Nie Congcong, not only the speed of the contribution is fast, but the quality is not bad at all, especially when he was the editor-in-chief in the first half of the month last year, it is simply a little Huang Shiren II, saying that he wants a manuscript, it is simply a military order, and it cannot be delayed at all, otherwise it will be a bunch of fierce criticism, Nie Congcong, what's wrong with you? When you become an editor, your wings are stiff, and you don't recognize your master? Although the manuscript is led by the master and the practice is personal, but without the strict requirements of my master, how can you improve so quickly, how can your reputation improve so quickly, if it were not for my oppression, how could you become a talented woman in the journal industry in such a short period of time, you must know that you are a teacher for one day and a ...... for life Qin Ge finally didn't have the face to say the word father, every time he listened to Qin Ge with the appearance of a master, when Bala Bala was educated, Nie Congcong thought in his heart, if he had the ability to say that he would be a teacher for one day and a father for life, she would dare to call him father in person, and directly scare him to death...... Of course, such an opportunity never appeared, but Nie Congcong did have a feeling of wanting to die.

Turning on the computer, Nie Congcong closed his eyes and leaned lazily on the chair, feeling like he had been in a movie. Suddenly, she thought of the scene at the door just now, and quickly constructed a love story in her mind, crackling on the computer, without taking a sip of water in between.

It is a beautiful story, the young girl fell in love with the excellent department head, he was very good to her, however, he never accepted her love, he cherished her like a daughter, loved her, and never touched her, she said to him, for a lifetime, he promised. However, in the spring when SARS was raging wildly, he was infected with the disease during treatment as the director of the department, because it was a contagious disease, until he died, she never saw him, until he was buried and a tombstone was erected, she quietly went to pay tribute to him alone, that day, she told the secret in her heart in front of his tombstone, and also buried a small photo of herself in front of his grave...... Another year of spring came, and he in her heart would never appear again, she covered her eyes and didn't look at spring...... When Nie Congcong wrote this sentence, she was moved to tears.

Cover your eyes and not look at spring, this is something that can only be done with how sad a person's heart is, Nie Congcong thought about it, deleted the original title, and replaced it. She counted the number of words again, just 3800 words, and left 200 words for the editor to delete, which was perfect.

Nie Congcong stood up at this time, moved her neck, and walked to the water dispenser to get water, only to find that it was already half past ten in the evening. While drinking water, she emailed the article to Qin Ge, and after sending the document, she sent a text message to Qin Ge to say it, so that he would not be at ease and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

She picked up her phone and found that there were nineteen calls on her phone, only one of which was a sales call, and the other numbers were all President Zhao. These calls are almost every ten minutes, and just now in order to write a script, she turned her mobile phone to silent, so these fifteen or sixteen calls have almost no effect on Nie Congcong, but now, these fifteen or sixteen calls have begun to have an impact on Nie Congcong.

Fifteen or sixteen phone calls, every ten minutes, what kind of mentality is this, that is, for nearly three hours, the other party's heart is waiting and anxious. However, it is now 10:40, and it is impossible for her to call back to ask what happened, so after thinking about it, she still sent a text message: Leader, I was working overtime just now, my phone was silent, I didn't hear your call, and I will talk about work tomorrow, is it too late? Good night. Nie Congcong read this passage three or four times to confirm that there was no problem before sending it out.

Two minutes later, he received a blank message from President Zhao. Nie Congcong glanced at it, didn't know why, didn't know what to say, and closed the phone in a complicated mood. But the time is relatively late, there is still a short distance from the unit to the place where she lives, and she will still be a little scared when she walks back in the dark, so she quickly put on the computer and left, although there are still some lights in the office building, but it is terrifyingly quiet, only Nie Congcong's high heels make a clicking sound.

Nie Congcong is a very rule-abiding person, she cares a lot about the distance between her and men, especially married men, and has always maintained three nos: do not contact outside of working hours, do not eat alone, and the phone time does not exceed one minute, these three good habits have made Nie Congcong always maintain a clean reputation, no matter how chaotic the relationship between men and women in the media circle is, no one will say that Nie Congcong has a bad scandal with a man.

Back in the room, Nie Congcong turned on all the lights, and under the orange-yellow light, the room was clean and warm, and she was like an outsider who suddenly entered. Before she could get acquainted with this new environment, she walked around the room twice, closing the curtains of the study and closing the door. I went to the living room to open the bag of daily necessities and put the toiletries in a suitable position one by one, and everything seemed to have become what she wanted.

Looking at the house that had been completely cleaned up, Nie Congcong felt happy in his heart, and suddenly, the mobile phone dinged, and a text message came in, and Nie Congquan saw a text message: Congcong, your personality is not so strong, you don't need to look at the number, she also knows who sent the message. From here to now, they have been polite and distant, I don't know why it has become like this, and she doesn't know how to face it. She glanced at it, silently put down her phone, and prepared to take a shower.

After tossing all day, Nie Congcong was tired and tired, and when she turned on the water heater, the warm water flowed down from the top of her head, she felt so lonely that she couldn't help crying, tears mixed with hot water flowed through her body, making people both lonely and sad......