Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 536: Accidents are Everywhere, Surprises
In a large office of a certain media outlet, several employees were pretending to be busy, quietly using different methods to observe the movements of several people at the end of two rows of desks.

Reporter Wang Nan and reporter Xiao Zheng are handing over the materials one by one.

"This is the transcript of the interview. I have sorted out some of it." Wang Nan had a calm expression as he listed yesterday's interview records and related materials on the table one by one, and glanced at Xiao Zheng inadvertently.

This new colleague has risen so quickly. It’s good to be young.

Xiao Zheng ignored Wang Nan's gaze and was checking every piece of information very carefully, even word by word. He even wanted to know what some of the relatively sloppy words on the transcript meant.

Because of her meticulousness, the handover time was inevitably prolonged.

Wang Nan was annoyed by the question: "These transcripts are written materials from the time. All the contents are recorded on video. If you are not clear, you can watch the video."

Xiao Zheng heard Wang Nan's emotion and responded with a formal smile. "Sister Nan, this is the work assigned by the leader. I must be careful. Please forgive me."

Wang Nan became even more displeased when he heard that the other party was using his boss to put pressure on him. He suppressed his anger and continued the handover.

After reading the last piece of material, Xiao Zheng did not sign the handover form.

"Sister Nan, these are written materials, and they don't seem to be complete."

"All the records of yesterday's interview are here."

"Isn't that right? We are all journalists and we know how to work.

You always find some material when you talk. You talked a lot when you went to dinner together. You recorded so many things, you are not reluctant to take them out, right? "Xiao Zheng said very confidently.

Wang Nan was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Zheng in disbelief: "That is my personal record, not a formal interview."

"Hey, why do you make such a clear distinction? Even if there is no video recording, the chat data can be used as material."

"No, I promised them. I can't give them these." Wang Nan refused.

"Sister An, I'm doing this for work."

"That's not OK."

"Sorry, I can't sign this handover form for the time being. Please wait a moment." Xiao Zheng put away his smile, turned around and went straight to his boss' office.

Waiting for Xiao Zheng to walk into an office and close the door.

Many people began to whisper to each other.

Wang Nan walked to his seat and sat down.

This interview was not very important to her, so she handed it over easily. However, what made her angry was the conversation she had with Jiang Zhe and others during the meal, including the notes she made in the car when she came back. Only the photographer, the staff and the driver knew about it. Who told Xiao Zheng this news?
Thinking about my daily relationship with these people, although I can’t say that I am a close friend, I still get along pretty well.

I have worked here for many years. No matter what good things or benefits come my way, I will never forget these people.

However, just such an insignificant thing can reveal a person's true nature.

It made her feel sad.

Footsteps sounded.

"Sister Nan, the leader asked you to go to his office." Xiao Zheng walked back. Although his tone was flat, everyone could see and hear that he was clearly hiding his true intention. My words are effective and I am sure you will agree.

I will just complain, what can you do about it?
"I know." Wang Nan was furious and didn't look at Xiao Zheng.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she made herself a cup of chrysanthemum tea, sat steadily on the chair, listened to music, and looked at the computer. She was blatantly slacking off.

When the tea became palatable, he took two sips.

The phone on the desk rang and it was my boss calling.

Wang Nan answered the phone: "Come to my office."

Wang Nan said nothing, put down the phone, stood up and walked towards the office.

When everyone saw this scene, they used their eyes to communicate and wondered if there would be an outbreak.

Wang Nan opened the office door.

"Xiao Wang, sit down." The boss did not mention the handover at all, but instead showed concern for her life and started chatting about her daily life. Then, the conversation turned from daily life to work.

"Your work has always been recognized by everyone. I also came from your position and understand your hard work.

Back then, several colleagues with similar conditions as mine wanted to advance, and my boss asked me to show my style. I gave in once. It's just one time, so what? In the long run, there is no loss. This time, I arranged it because I saw that you have a lot of work on hand, so you can focus on our key work. Moreover, this is also a protection for you. After all, you know that people in this art circle are all difficult to deal with..."

The boss chatted with Wang Nan for a long time and calmed her down.

Uh~ Mainly because it takes too long and I really can’t afford to waste time.

The boss let Wang Nan go back satisfied.

What to say and what to do are all self-evident.

Wang Nan thought about it again and again, and finally took out the record he made privately...

After the boss got the exact news from Xiao Zheng, he asked Xiao Zheng to go do something, and he used another phone to edit a text message and sent it out...

Next, several calls came in. He looked at them and didn't answer them.

On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Zhe and Meng Xi came to a small restaurant. Although it was not yet dinner time, Jiang Zhe was in a hurry to take a plane back to Binhai, so Wang Zhen and Meng Xi invited him to have dinner in advance.

Wang Zhen has something else to do and hasn't arrived yet.

Meng Xi helped Jiang Zhe choose this restaurant.

Jiang Zhe chose foods such as fried tripe and noodles with sesame sauce.

"Don't save money for me." Meng Xi said.

Jiang Zhe said: "These are still delicious. They are very comfortable to eat."

The waiter quickly brought some food.

They mixed sesame paste into the noodles.

Seeing the noodles covered with sesame sauce, Jiang Zhe felt hungry. "I won't be polite to you."

"You're welcome." Meng Xi watched Jiang Zhe eat the noodles without caring about the order, and he ate with relish.

She smiled and said, "Why do I feel like you haven't eaten for a day?"

Jiang Zhe swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said, "Breakfast and lunch were eaten so hastily, I can't bear it."

"Come over next week and I'll treat you to something else."

"I can't let you treat me all the time. Next week, you choose the place and I'll treat you."

Meng Xi asked, "I see you don't have an assistant. When you attend the Biennale, can you take me with you?"

Jiang Zhe said, "Sure. As long as Mr. Wang agrees."

"Then it's settled." As the two were talking, Wang Zhen hurried into the store.

Jiang Zhe said to Wang Zhen, "I'm sorry I was a little hungry, so I didn't wait for you. See what you like to eat."

"It's okay, just eat yours. I'm so thirsty and can't eat for the time being." Wang Zhen picked up a cup of herbal tea and took a sip.

Jiang Zhe looked at her expression and it seemed that she had more than just dry mouth.

Since Wang Zhen didn't say anything, he didn't ask.

This time when I came to the capital, all the activities were completed according to the planned schedule, and I also improvised a little. Next week, the Biennale will open, and I will come again. Maybe then I can see the effect of the system reward.

Jiang Zhe ate very comfortably. Meng Xi and Wang Zhen only took a few bites of the cold dishes.

……

airport.

Watching Jiang Zhe go through security check, Wang Zhen and Meng Xi rushed back to the company by car.

She sat in the car and made several calls but no one answered.

Because I was a little anxious, I found the middleman who arranged the publicity again.

She received bad news from the middleman.

The scheduled publicity report will be postponed for one day because the reporter in charge of the report has been replaced.

"Postpone it for one day? This is not what we agreed on?!"

The middleman comforted Wang Zhen. "It's just a one-day delay. Everything else remains the same. Don't worry."

After the call ended, Wang Zhen's brows were still furrowed. She felt that this matter was not that simple.

Years of experience have taught him that once things change and he doesn't understand the reasons, then things are likely to develop in a bad direction.

"Manager Wang, what can I do?" Meng Xi asked tentatively.

"It's okay." Wang Zhen answered subconsciously after hearing Meng Xi's words.

"Let's wait and see, there shouldn't be any problems." She consoled herself. This was something that had already been discussed, and it was the part of the publicity arrangement that was least likely to go wrong.

……

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when Jiang Zhe returned to Binhai.

I hurried back to the villa, reported safety to my family and friends, and prepared for classes tomorrow.

On Monday morning, Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan had just come out of the cafeteria when they met Professor Qin.

Chen Yan avoided the question tactfully.

"Teacher, you haven't eaten yet, right?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"I ate it." Professor Qin said as he walked away. "You called me yesterday. There are some details I want to ask."

Professor Qin asked about some of the activities scheduled for the Biennale in great detail.

Jiang Zhe knew the reason.

The Coastal Academy of Arts actively participates in the selection of the Capital Biennale.

The selection results were announced on Sunday.

Because Jiang Zhe was not in Binhai at that time, he did not receive the news immediately.

He heard last night that the results had been announced and had caused quite a stir.

Professor Qin and two other teachers' works were selected. Including Jiang Zhe, there are four people from the School of Art whose works can be exhibited in the main venue of the National Art Museum.

In addition, the works of several teachers are participating in group exhibitions, such as watercolor exhibition, Chinese painting exhibition, etc.

This result is good news for the School of Art.

When he entered the school just now, Jiang Zhe saw the staff posting good news.

After Professor Qin asked for some details, he said, "The school has already notified everyone that they will have a day off on Friday. Let's go to the capital together."

After explaining the arrangements, he continued, "During the interview, what were they asked? What did you say?"

Jiang Zhe did not hide anything and told his interview answers in detail.

Professor Qin frowned. "Your point of view is not wrong. However, your answer is too clear. It should be a little more vague.

If this is reported, it will be easy for people to find fault with it.”

Jiang Zhe said, "Don't worry, this publicity was arranged by the two companies, so it won't have such a big impact. It's probably just circulated in a small circle."

"I hope I'm just being too sensitive."

When Professor Qin and Jiang Zhe finished their conversation, reporter Xiao Zheng was waiting for the review results of the first draft.

(End of this chapter)