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Chapter 464 The Youngest Deputy Chief Director of the Olympic Opening Ceremony

Han Qiao's exclusive interview, the news will explode, Xie Wanyi has never doubted it, but with the release of the latest issue of Southern Entertainment Weekly, which published her press release, she really realized...

What is an ace reporter!
Let's put it this way, she didn't dare to go out for two days. She ate, drank, and messed up in the small attic. At night, when she went out to empty the toilet under the moonlight, she was afraid that someone would sneak up on her from behind.

yesterday.

The editor-in-chief repeatedly urged: "Wanyi, I have wronged you. Your contribution to the newspaper is obvious to all. Don't worry, you can rest well these few days. Hahaha, take an annual leave. The rioters at the gate of the newspaper, this I will solve it."

"You are a meritorious minister, no matter who comes, the newspaper office will not abandon the meritorious minister!"

Xie Wanyi didn't look like an entertainment reporter at all, she had a lot of backbone: "Editor Wang, I won't withdraw the manuscript, they want to beat and scold, so let them go!"

withdraw……

It was only a fool who withdrew, the impact was so sensational, outside the window, the sun was shining slantingly, Xie Wanyi wore a pair of shorts, her two legs were laid on white, and her feet were clasped. She leaned closer, smelled it, and retreated in disgust.

Glancing at the computer screen, he poked his foot up and yelled, "You fucking eat my aunt's stinky feet, June, you all know what an ace reporter is, a legend!"

Breathe out.

She was sluggish all of a sudden, limp, buttoning the mouse, frowning, and wailing: "Brother Han, you can't lie to me!"

Come on.

She is so miserable. It's a good report. Yes, she admitted that she praised Xiuchun Knife, but she didn't say that Xiuchun Knife is better than Wuji!
That's it……

Netizens didn't buy it, and scolded them one after another: "What kind of shitty reporter, can a blind man be a reporter now? It's a nonsense fabrication. How can Xiuchun Knife be comparable to Wuji, and the box office is comparable. I see you praise Han Qiao's stinky feet." Addicted."

"Xie Wanyi, I know this reporter, he is a professional Han blow."

"What about the professional ethics of a reporter? For the sake of money, I dare to brag about anything. I am a fan of Han Qiao, but I dare not say that Xiuchun Dao is better than Wuji."

"Complain to her..."

on the newspaper.

Xie Wanyi advocated Xiuchun Dao, Southern Entertainment Weekly is a major newspaper, and the sales volume of entertainment newspapers has been ranked among the top three all year round.

Netizens are insulting.

People in the industry, that would be vicious, and complaint letters flew over like snowflakes.

two days ago.

A tycoon in the industry said: "Southern Entertainment Weekly, although it is an entertainment newspaper, must not lose the seriousness of the newspaper."

In a word.

Xie Wanyi took a quick rest. Of course, in name, she was on annual leave, and the treatment was not bad, and her salary was paid as usual...

"go to hell!"

Xie Wanyi clasped the skin of her feet, like firing a bullet, hitting the mosquito on the window eaves.

Mosquitoes flap their wings and lick...

"Han Qiao's Embroidery Spring Knife is a rare martial arts masterpiece. Even if it can't compare with Wuji, but with Han Qiao's box office appeal, it is not difficult to gain a firm foothold in the film market in June..."

Xie Wanyi refreshed the comment, and soon, her comment exploded: "It's just you, that trash reporter, how much did you charge, just tell me."

"When you look at you, you are Xiaomi from Hanqiao, so save 20 years of hard work?"

With a yellow accent, Xie Wanyi didn't even bother to reply to such prejudiced messages. She slid down the mouse and saw a sincere reply: "It's difficult. In the market in June, Promise is too popular. Two movies, two armies against each other, the first If there is a wave of hedging, the Xiuchun knife may fall, and Wuji will expand the results, and the chance of the Xiuchun knife is very small."

"Of course there are."

"Wuji's box office on the first day is almost predictable. It must be far better than Xiuchundao. Xiuchundao has faced difficulties. The only chance is that Wuji's word of mouth is upset."

"The chances of that are very small."

"Nearly impossible without analysis."

This person spoke a little way, and he saw it very thoroughly. Xie Wanyi frowned: "Why is it impossible? You know, Han Qiao is the best at creating miracles!"

The reply was quick: "If Han Qiao is good at creating miracles, then Brother Chen Kai is a miracle. If Han Qiao is a miracle, then Brother Chen Kai is a great miracle."

"There is no comparison between the two. Between Brother Chen Kai and Han Qiao, there are at least 100 Feng Xiaogangs."

"not to mention."

"Wuji invested 3.2 million yuan this time. Chen Kai worked hard on the script and created it himself. In terms of special effects, I heard that it is a Korean team. So, understand what I mean?"

"You..." Xie Wanyi was about to reply when the phone buzzed, and she glanced at it.

Editor-in-chief.

"Editor Wang."

"Wanyi, it's like this. Recently, the newspaper office is not a staff adjustment. You see, you have been tired for so long. Do you have any ideas to take a long vacation for yourself?"

"Editor Wang..." Xie Wanyi frowned. After graduating from school and working hard for several years, she finally gained a foothold, and said anxiously: "Brother Wang, if there is a problem with the manuscript, I can withdraw it, and I will publicly apologize to Brother Chen Kai. "

"Wanyi." On the phone, he interrupted: "There is no problem, there is no need to withdraw the manuscript, I am very optimistic about you, but..."

Editor-in-Chief Wang sighed, and said in a low voice: "I dare not keep you. To tell you the truth, you got into a big trouble, and someone directly stabbed you at the top. This time, if the top wants to hold you accountable, you just feel wronged and make a temporary decision." Reporter."

"Editor Wang, I..."

I have been working for 6 years, day and night, from a temporary reporter to a front-line reporter.

how,

Now that she was a temporary reporter again, Xie Wanyi's eyes were slightly red, and she felt wronged in her heart, so she was about to speak.

"Beep beep..."

The phone was hung up, and a series of busy tones hit her heart like a hammer.

She's a girl from a small town.

Living in a small attic, sleeping in the open air, staying up late to catch up on manuscripts, like an iron man, after a few years, Yuejing is almost exhausted,

blah blah blah...

Bean-sized teardrops, crystal clear, fell on the cabinet drop by drop, smashing to pieces.

Xie Wanyi looked at her phone, wanting to call the deputy editor-in-chief to ask for help.

The phone rang.

Hang up, and immediately, a text message came: "Don't ask, I can't save you, the surname is Chen."

See "Chen."

Xie Wanyi gave up, Chen was like a cloud, all over the sky, she was an ant.

just.

She just sent out a press release, and the response was good. The revenge was so cruel and swift.

Can be imagined.

The propaganda struggle behind Wuji and Xiuchundao has reached an extremely serious time.

sunny.

Xie Wanyi was very cold, she put her knees on the chair, put her arms around her knees, and was in a daze: "I'm going back, how should I explain to my parents."

At this time.

The phone buzzed, an unfamiliar number, Xie Wanyi connected, the man's voice was low: "Xie Wanyi? My name is Zhuo Wei, Han Qiao told you to come to work."

Xie Wanyi looked puzzled and was about to ask.

"Don't ask." Zhuo Wei spoke in a gloomy voice, as if he hadn't woken up, with a heavy nasal voice: "The salary is 8000, plus commission, food and accommodation are included, and no punch card..."

"I'll come!" Xie Wanyi said immediately: "I'll be the day after tomorrow, no, I'll go to work tomorrow."

………………

4 month 25 day.

Olympic Building.

The Olympic working group and preparations for the opening ceremony were all moved to the Olympic Building.

A black red flag car was parked at the door, Han Qiao was in a suit and leather shoes, with an oily head on his back.

Elite temperament.

The team selection for the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games will compete for the final team today.

"Brother Han, the arrangements are made." Yang Tianzhen hung up the phone: "Xie Wanyi will go to work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Han Qiao nodded: "Reporter Xie's writing is good. This time, she spoke out for me and suffered revenge. I should help her."

"Boss Wang and Wang are so shameless."

"Put yourself down and target a small reporter." Han Qiao spat fiercely, "You're despicable."

After all, Huayi is a big company in Beijing, so it is too easy to deal with a small reporter.

It's easy.

behind.

But it is intriguing. Southern Entertainment Weekly, a major newspaper, reported on Han Qiao's Xiuchun Dao and said a few good things.

The reporter was killed directly.

Killing chickens to warn monkeys is to suffocate him in the cradle, Han Qiao shrugged: "Hua Yi is dying."

Promise if you lose.

With such a large investment, Huayi will be injured and recuperate, but Han Qiao will not give him a chance.

When.

There are only two choices, one choice: death, and one choice: surrender.

obviously.

Mr. Wang and Mr. Wang didn't like the two options. Han Qiao turned his head and said, "Naive, Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang are insane. There must be more than this kind of indiscriminate means. We must guard our position on the Internet."

"Offline."

"Newspapers can ignore it, TV stations, radio stations, movie theaters, and propaganda must not be left behind."

"Damn it, Old Han, you're here so early."

Han Qiao looked over and opened his arms: "Damn it, Lao Chen, you look handsome in this suit."

"Handsome." Chen Danqing touched his head: "There is no way, an artist has temperament, and he can smoke."

"No."

Chen Danqing lit a cigarette and looked at Hongqi: "Fuck, Lao Han, you can do it, Hongqi cars, Audis, BMWs, why don't you like them?"

"Who drives an Audi?" Han Qiao complained, "Master Otti's car, Chinese people can't afford it."

"It makes sense." Chen Danqing shook the ashes: "This time, what we did was, Mr. Ottie became Ottie..."

(End of this chapter)