The three of them were busy in the reference room for a whole day. By the end of the day, the house had been tidied up and had the feeling of a library.

When Yan Xiao walked out of the door of the newspaper office with a sore back, he had already read all the people in the reference room in his heart.

After dinner, Yanxiao lay on the sofa in the living room and cried angrily to He Mengmeng about the experience of this day. I think she is a graduate of a prestigious university, but now she is being used as cheap labor! He Mengmeng sat on the side and sneered, "Tired? It's good to get used to it, and when you stay up until the next batch of new people comes, you won't be the one who is enslaved. ”

Yanxiao, who had just sat up, heard this, and instantly fell down again.

"Hey, that's right, Meng Meng!" Yanxiao, who remembered something, suddenly sat up again, "I want to ask you about someone." ”

He Mengmeng, who was immersed in TV, said without replying, "You say." ”

"Jian Sang, yes, it's called Jian Sang, he looks quite handsome, he should be from the Ministry of Information, he joined the company eight years ago, is there such a person in our newspaper?"

He Mengmeng was finally reluctant to take her eyes off the TV, tilted her head and thought hard, and shook her head again, "No, I don't remember such a person, but I've only been here for a year, and it's from another department, maybe I don't know it." After speaking, he looked at Yan Yan suspiciously, and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

Yanxiao waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, the old resume I saw in the data room today feels handsome, just ask about it hahaha." ”

"Nymphomaniac!" He Mengmeng glanced at her and smiled, and then ignored her.

Back in the room, Yan Xiao lay on the bed and looked carefully at the resume that was taken. Like, really like. Ah, no, I couldn't hold back my curiosity, Yan Xiao still sent this photo to Jian Shang, and sent a message to ask, "Uncle, is this your twin brother?" ”

Just guessing, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and Yan smiled at it, Jian Shang's phone.

"Hey, uncle."

"Where did you get this resume?" The tone on the other end of the line sounded unpleasant.

Is it because of privacy concerns? Yanxiao hurriedly explained, "Uncle, don't be angry, don't be angry, I work in the city daily now, and today I will help go to the data room to sort out the old information...... Somewhat curious, so ask you. ”

Jian Shang's tone sounded a little strange, "You work at the daily newspaper now?" ”

"yes, yes, isn't it a bit awesome hahaha." A little pride suddenly surged in Yanxiao's heart, and he thought, he always joked with me, now come and praise me, come and praise me.

After a brief silence, the person on the phone chuckled, "Heh, what a coincidence. ”

Yan Xiao was confused, "What is such a coincidence?" ”

As if he had made a decision, Jian Shang's tone on the phone sounded a little resolute, "Yanxiao, can you do me a favor?" ”

It seems to be something important, Yan Xiao listened and replied solemnly, "Uncle, you can say it." ”

"Didn't you just ask me who the person on my resume is? Let me tell you, it's me, I'm Jian Sang, but I changed my name later for some personal reasons. The current president of the newspaper, Yan Songming, used to be a very good colleague of mine, but he has not been in touch for many years. He helped me, and I owe him a word of thanks, and if I had the opportunity to meet him, say hello to him on my behalf, and tell him that I was grateful for the manuscript he handed in for me at that time, and that I had the opportunity. I will repay him well. ”

Yan Xiao didn't understand very well, "Then uncle, why don't you tell him personally?" ”

Jian Shang didn't seem to intend to answer this question, so he only instructed again, "Don't tell him about my name change now." Thank you, smile. ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Yanxiao felt a little inexplicable, strange guy!

At this moment, people who want to go out to work have already gone home, Jian Shang stood on the balcony and looked at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, and the tall buildings were full of small lattices with lights on, revealing the unique warm taste of home. I should have had it too, Jian Shang thought.

Looking at the face on the old resume, Jian Shang only felt as if there was another overwhelming amount of memories roaring, and he wanted to crush himself again.

Panting and leaning against the railing, Jian Shang clenched his fists and couldn't help but sneer,

"Yan Songming, you, the first person to be greeted by me, don't let me down."