Damn it. I'm married to the president!

Other people can't even get into Dongxia daily. As a result, the mayor can get it done with one phone call. This world is really unfair.

Lu Fengwei packed up her things and was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something. She turned her head and looked at Shen qinger. "Your name is Shen qinger, right? We'll see."

Meaningfully, he turned and left.

Shen qinger's face was puzzled. It seemed that she had just been given a hard word

Come on, when did she offend this woman?

Not long after that, Han Ziheng, the editor in chief of her interview, came in from the outside and sat down in front of her casually, with ten fingers naturally buttoned together.

"Shen qinger, I'm going to tell you some bad news."

Shen Qing'er felt a thump in his heart and said urgently: "you don't want me, do you?"

Han Ziheng said with an apologetic smile, "I personally like you very much. I'm sincere. I have a clear purpose and a good temper. I'm very suitable for our business. But I believe you know the nature of our newspaper.

Sometimes the people on the top will send some special tasks, and we have to make a choice. For example, we just received the phone call from the top, and the top will send two people to our newspaper office... "

After a pause, he looked up at the girl's disappointed face, "one is the editor in chief, the other is the trainee reporter, pushing me and you out, but I don't want to lose talents like you.

So, I want to ask you, would you like to go to the entertainment section with me as my assistant? Although I am no longer the editor in chief of the content department, I am willing to teach you what I have learned. "

"Ha?" Shen Qing'er knows a little about it.

If she understood correctly, what Han meant was that he was demoted?

Han Ziheng said with a smile: "basically, that's what I said. You can go back and think about it and give me a reply tonight. This is my business card."

With that, Han Ziheng gave her a business card.

Shen qinger took the card and asked, "editor in chief Han, don't you feel angry at all?"

Han Ziheng does not think, "when I am a reporter, I have never been happy for a position."

With a meaningful finish, Han Ziheng stands up, takes a final look at her and turns to leave.

What a pleasure!

In this instant, Shen qinger got his own answer and yelled at the back of the fat man: "editor in chief Han, I'll think about it. I'll mix with you!"

Han Ziheng stopped, slowly turned around and gave her a nice smile, "OK, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you come to the entertainment department to report, and then call me Mr. Han. I'm not the editor in chief."

"Mr. Han..." this name is very comfortable.

Han Ziheng turned and left.

Shen qinger packed up and left the East summer newspaper.

……

It's night.

Shen qinger washed the bowl after dinner, then went to the living room and took out Han Ziheng's business card.

Put Han Ziheng's number in the mobile phone, ready to go upstairs to sleep.

The moment I got up, there was a movement from the door.

Shen qinger is stunned. Is it Qi Yuyao?

speak of the devil.

Qi Yuyao came in from the outside and stopped at the door to change his slippers.

Shen qinger couldn't help asking: "Mr. Qi, how did you come back? Have you had dinner yet? "

"What do you have at home?" Qi Yuyao asked.

Shen qinger's heart trembled, and suddenly he was in full bloom, "what do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you right away