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Chapter 316 Song Yi Shen Xingzhou Extra Story

Song Yi stood beside the printer drowsily, the mechanical sound of paper printing was going on regularly, she yawned, put away the printed manuscript, and returned to her seat.

"Yiyi, what did you do last night? The dark circles under your eyes are so heavy?" Colleague An Zhi held two cups of coffee and handed one of them to Song Yi.

The two work next to each other, and the relationship between the two of them is relatively good in the whole department.

"Thank you." Song Yi reached out to take it, and the coffee ran out after a while. She rubbed the center of her brows, feeling tired: "Last night, I was working on the manuscript, and I didn't go to sleep until dawn."

An Zhi took a sip of coffee, and had to admire Song Yi's work ability: "You are working too hard, you have been in the company for almost two years, and I haven't seen you taking a break."

Song Yi will always be number one in terms of quarterly interview manuscripts, attendance index, and year-end bonus dividends.

Song Yi tidied up the interview drafts that had just been printed on the table, put them in a folder, and braced herself: "For money, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier; a small reporter who doesn't want to be an editor-in-chief is not a good reporter. "

An Zhi rolled his eyes: "By the way, you came late this morning. After the editor-in-chief told you to come, go to the office to find her."

Song Yi nodded, "It's just right, I have something to do with her."

After finishing speaking, Song Yi stood up with the manuscript, walked to the editor-in-chief's office on high heels and knocked on the door.

There was a sound of entering, and Song Yi yawned again, before pushing the door open and entering.

"Editor Lin, this is the manuscript of the interview after the collapse of the hotel that I compiled a few days ago." While speaking, Song Yi handed the printed manuscript to Lin Mi.

Lin Mi stretched out his hand to take it, and saw the black and blue color under Song Yi's eyelids, and asked casually, "Have you stayed up late again?"

Song Yi hummed lightly.

The manuscripts were all revised and read before, Lin Mi took it and put it aside: "Song Yi, you know the Shen Group in the next door city, right?"

Song Yi's mind was a little confused, no matter what kind of group it was, the computer would find it out, she nodded subconsciously.

"Their branch was listed in our Jeju city some time ago. The day after tomorrow, you go to interview their president Shen Xingzhou. Our company currently lacks such articles. I will send the content of the interview to your email later..."

The three words of Shen Xingzhou completely cleared Song Yi's mind like a paste. She only listened to Shen Xingzhou's three words in the whole passage. Song Yi didn't know what Lin Mi said later. , also do not want to know.

After a while, she recovered her voice, her face as calm as water: "Editor-in-Chief, I can't do anything about this interview." Fearing that Lin Mi might misunderstand, she continued, "I'm not feeling well recently, and I plan to take a few days off work."

She is well aware of Song Yi's working ability. Since she joined the job, she has almost never asked for leave, and she has done all the work seriously and conscientiously.

Originally, she was looking for Song Yi because of her strong working ability and good looks, which is a great advantage when interviewing reporters.

Since Song Yi is uncomfortable, she can't force it: "Okay, then you go home and have a good rest. I will leave this matter to others."

When Song Yi came out, she let out a sigh of relief. She sat on the seat and felt a little headache.

An Zhi took the biscuit, stepped on the ground, and ran to Song Yi in a pulley chair: "Did you know that Shen's branch company went public recently?"

Song Yi glanced at An Zhi: "I know."

Or just know.

"Such a great opportunity, did the editor-in-chief ask you to interview their president, Shen Xingzhou?"

Hearing Shen Xingzhou again, Song Yi frowned. She stretched out her hand to eat a piece of biscuit, and sat up straight: "I refused."

"Ah!? You refused?" An Zhi seemed to be surprised by something, her voice raised, but fortunately it was a break, she lowered her voice again: "Do you know how much money you can make if such an interview is pushed out? Wake up, sister, this is money! The money you dream of."

Song Yi didn't want to either, but she really didn't want to see Shen Xingzhou, and it would be completely broken. In her heart, her ex-boyfriend was as good as dead. If she went to interview again, and the two of them met, what might happen? Moth, she doesn't have the energy and time to deal with it.

"Besides, the person you're interviewing is still Shen Xingzhou. Look at his abstinent face. I love him." An Zhi almost licked the screen: "Sister, you don't need money for whoring for nothing. What's more, it's such a close-up whore for nothing."

Song Yi looked at the look of the little girl seeing her idol with a bit of disgust, and she glanced at the photo of Shen Xingzhou on the phone, which was a half-length photo of him.

He was wearing a dark blue suit, sitting on the black leather sofa behind him, with his other arm resting casually on the backrest, with no expression on his face.

Those peach-blossom eyes fanned out with a hint of coolness. Compared to two years ago, his facial features were more profound, and his whole person seemed quite aloof. He sat like a dog and looked like that The appearance of the overlord.

It's a pity that no matter how gentlemanly he is on the surface, he's a scum behind his back.

"You really don't think about it? If Yu Zhijing preempts her, won't her little tail go up into the sky?"

Yu Zhijing joined the company a year earlier than Song Yi. Originally, she was the one who won the most year-end bonuses. After Song Yi came, she had nothing to do with her. Therefore, tit for tat was indispensable.

Thinking of this, Song Yi's head hurt even more.

At noon, Song Yi's mother called.

"Yiyi, how are you doing over there?"

Song Yi and An Zhi sat face to face in the staff cafeteria, and answered the phone: "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry; eat well, sleep well, and I get the most year-end awards every year. By the way, what about my dad?" How is it?"

Mother Song's joyful voice came from over there: "That's good. Your father can already speak. The doctor said that as long as he does rehabilitation training well, he will be fully recovered in a short time."

Song Yi's parents are both university teachers, and they lived a leisurely and self-sufficient life. A year ago, Song's father was in a car accident. Since both parties were responsible, there was no one who would compensate the other.

Because of his old age, Papa Song was discharged from the hospital after lying in bed for almost half a year. His physical functions were not the same as before. At the beginning, he had trouble talking and walking. Now, after half a year of rehabilitation training, Papa Song can already walk independently. I spoke.

In order to take care of Song's father, Song's mother temporarily asked for leave from school, and with her younger brother studying abroad, the family's expenses were almost gone out at once.

Although it is not as good as before, life can be passed, and it is not to the point of being very economical.

Song Yi has been particularly ambitious in the past two years. She wants to earn more money. Firstly, she wants to make Song's father recover from his illness as soon as possible and give them a better life. Second, she does not want to let herself be idle.

Song's mother: "Yiyi, the family has money, so don't send money to the family recently; your brother also has a part-time job in the United States. He is a boy and can take care of himself, but you."

Song Yi hummed: "I'm fine here, Mom, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, An Zhi looked at the white rice in front of Song Yi, and reminded again: "Are you really going to give up this opportunity? Of course, I don't know why you didn't go, but I'm not used to Zhijing either. , and feel that this opportunity is really rare for you."

"..."

Song Yi calculated carefully, and the result was why he died because of one!go!of!forward!male!friend!And give up the renminbi, which no one likes? !
Isn't it just an interview, who is Song Yi afraid of! ?
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(End of this chapter)