Damn it. I'm married to the president!

Shen Qing'er reluctantly holds his things and goes to the corner. He looks at the computer on the desk, which is even more broken than the one before.

Tomorrow she'd better bring her own computer. She really can't get used to the computers here.

Just want to be fascinated, Lu Fengwei suddenly came with a water cup, water dispenser next door, she is to draw water.

As she was drawing water, Lu Fengwei raised her head and looked at Shen qinger complacently, smiling with a smile. "Shen qinger, are you still used to doing this new job? It's said that this position requires a lot of overtime work. "

Shen qinger replied with a smile, "thanks to you, I'm wonderful."

"Ha ha, you will get better and better in the future. Come on."

With that, Lu Fengwei took the water and left.

Shen qinger is depressed in the heart, staring at the computer.

Although the micro-blog official account is simple, the actual operation is rather cumbersome and has a large amount of update. On average, two original micro-blog and several forwarding micro-blog are updated every half an hour.

The official account is more troublesome. The six plates are all public numbers. After finishing six semicolons, they must be aggregated into the official account.

After a whole day, Shen had almost no time to drink water, so he went out to eat noodles at noon and came back to continue.

Not only that, she also has to set up the content to be published regularly at night in advance, and once there is an emergency news, she also has to get up at night and manually tweet.

With such a heavy workload, it's no wonder that this position has been replaced so frequently that normal people can't stand it.

After only one day, Shen Qing'er had a strong rebellious mentality - I really want to leave!

But thinking of what teacher Han said, "enjoy it", she forced herself to adapt to the job.

My sister worked so hard in the army that she could become a special soldier in the end, but she gave up when she was tired. What's the difference between her and waste?

So, she can't give up. The harder she works, the luckier she is. There will be harvest!

When he was fascinated, Han Ziheng suddenly came up to her with a backpack on his back and said with a sorry face: "Shen qinger, the top sent me to J City branch to do a special report on local festivals. Do it yourself first and wait for me to come back."

Shen qinger raises his eyebrows. J city seems to be a small city in the south. It's eighteen thousand miles away from the imperial capital. It takes half a day to fly to

"Miss Han, how long are you going to go?"

"It's expected to be a month. Call me if you have something to do."

"Good."

"Do a good job. You must wait for me to come back. I can't make it. I'm leaving..."

Looking at the back of the fat man, Shen qinger blinked innocently.

If she didn't get it wrong, Ms. Han should have been demoted, right?

From the imperial headquarters to the local branches, how many levels have been lowered?

Say

Miss Han is not here. What will she do in the future?

……

In the next half a month, Shen qinger will spend almost all his time working overtime and staying up late. Although he is busy, his life will be very full, but he will lose weight unconsciously.

Looking at the blue veins protruding on the back of his hand, his mind can't help floating to other places.

It's been half a month

Qi Yuyao has never been home since she drove him away last time.

Is he so busy?

Maybe, during this period of time, she herself is busy as a dog. He is the owner of Qi mansion, and he must be busier than her.

Before that, he also said that he wanted her to meet President Herman Rowe with him as a reporter.

It's a pity that she didn't have the chance to be present in this interview. The leader arranged for her to stay on duty in the newspaper.

Oh, no chance.