"You're not fit to be a journalist. Go back, don't make a fuss. Luo Cheng took a deep look at Luo Chun, who was smiling sweetly, and opened his lips lightly.

Luo Chun's innocent little face approached Luo Cheng's thin lips, lifted his lips and smiled: "Is Luo always afraid that the palace reporter will see me? New and old loves are in the same office, maybe there will be a murder, Luo is always worried about this, right?"

"Xiaochun, public is public, private is private, the magazine is part of Luo's, I don't like to bring personal feelings to work. Luo Cheng avoided Luo Chun's gaze with a businesslike attitude.

Luo Chun let out a beautiful smile, and his red lips like flowers opened lightly: "Mr. Luo came to the magazine office with dignity, of course, not for the palace reporter. Mr. Luo doesn't say it, people all over the world know that Mr. Luo has a clear distinction between public and private. I have the ability to be a journalist, and if Mr. Luo doesn't let me be a reporter for a magazine, I have a ghost in my heart!"

Luo Cheng looked at Luo Chun who was close to him for a long time, and finally nodded: "Give you a month, which is considered a probationary period." If you don't do well, you will leave the magazine, and the magazine will not invite useless wasters!"

He has a stern expression and a business-like attitude.

"Listening to Mr. Luo's tone, are you obsessed with being the editor-in-chief of this magazine, and you won't go back to Luo's headquarters to be the president of Luo's with infinite scenery in the future?" Luo Chun said with a poignant smile, and then left the editor-in-chief's office.

She took a deep breath, went directly to Gong Ji's desk, stretched out her hand to Gong Ji and said, "Gong reporter, please take care of me in the future." ”

Gong Ji didn't stretch out her hand, ignoring Luo Chun's initiative to show favor.

She doesn't like Luo Chun, she can't do it like Luo Chun as if nothing happened, and she doesn't want to do things without intention. If you don't like it, you don't like it, and it's a bit ridiculous to pretend to be friends in front of people.

"It's a pity, the palace reporter doesn't seem to like me as a newcomer, is he afraid that I will rob the palace reporter's job?" Luo Chun sighed faintly, fiddling with her slender fingertips at a loss, she looked like a child who had done something wrong.

Gong Xi's movements have always attracted people's attention, and this is a newcomer, and it is very strange that this newcomer showed favor to Gong Ji for the first time. Especially Gong Ji, who has always been kind to people, why is she so strange in the face of this weak beauty?

Everyone speculated and couldn't guess why, until Luo Cheng came out of the editor-in-chief's office and said in the direction of Gong Ji: "Gong reporter, enter the office!"

Hearing this, Gong Ji got up, staggered Luo Chun's side, and flashed into the editor-in-chief's office.

"This is the manuscript that will be rushed out this week, about the chronicle of Luo's growth in the past 20 years, you sort it out, it is very messy and messy, try to control it on ten title pages. There are also these photographs, which are added to the text, and can be arranged for a maximum of fifteen pages. The layout is limited, and the time is in a hurry, so I'll leave it to you. Luo Cheng said and handed over the three full bags to Gong Ji.

Gong Ji took it and was about to leave, but Luo Cheng grabbed her and reached out to her forehead, and said that she was fine: "If the cold is aggravated, you can sue me if you can't do it, and I'll let others follow up." ”

"I'm fine, I'm not so vulnerable. Gong Ji bowed slightly, planning to leave the office.

"When is the palace reporter moving back home?" asked Los Angeles suddenly.

Gong Ji paused, then opened the office door and returned to his desk. She really didn't understand why Los Angeles kept asking the same inexplicable question.