If Love Was Predestined

Walking in, the receptionist at the door saw Lin MI. She said politely, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

Lin MI, with the same polite smile, looked at her and said, "I'll find editor Xu."

The receptionist looked at Lin MI and looked at the child in her arms. Her eyes were filled with some unspeakable things. Her voice became a little cold from her initial enthusiasm and said, "excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

"Appointment?" "I don't have it, but..."

Lin Mi's words have not finished, the receptionist lightly interrupted her words, "I'm sorry, there is no appointment, our editor in chief will not casually meet people."

Having said that, he no longer paid attention to Lin MI, lowered his head and busied himself with his own affairs.

Lin Mi choked for a moment. She didn't expect that there would be so much trouble coming to this magazine. She sighed. She took out her mobile phone and called editor Xu.

Before Lin Mi had time to speak, chief editor Xu began to scold him, "Lin Mafei, half an hour after the agreement, will arrive soon. You should not be so stupid as to call me now and tell me you can't come?"

Lin Mi quickly denied, "no, no, chief editor Xu. It's like this. I've met something below. I may need your help."

When the receptionist heard Lin Mi calling, she raised her head and looked at her. Seeing that Lin Mi stepped back two steps, she looked as if no one else said the phone call. She was even more disdainful.

She has seen a lot of such people. She runs to the door of a magazine with her children in her arms to find the editor in chief. It's not just for the sake of being a master. Nowadays, girls are not good at it and have no heart to bear hardships and stand hard. When she sees other people's men succeed, they just stick it up, and they can't do anything for money.

Making a phone call is just acting in front of yourself, pretending that you want to use a phone to deter yourself and put her in? There are no doors.

The receptionist looked scornfully at Lin Mi hanging up the phone and walked towards him. She asked, "how, did chief editor Xu say let you in?"

Lin Mi didn't care about the shady tone of the receptionist. He just handed her the mobile phone in his hand, pointed to the microphone and said, "chief editor Xu wants to talk to you."

The receptionist was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Lin Mi had an affair with the chief editor

She looked at the child in Lin Mi's arms and felt a chill in her heart. Could the editor in chief be married long ago?

Lin MI, holding Liangliang in his arms, stood quietly waiting, watching the receptionist take the phone and said, "Hello, chief editor Xu."

I don't know what chief editor Xu said over there. He only saw the face of the receptionist changed suddenly. Then he looked at Lin MI and looked up with respect. "OK, chief editor Xu, I know."

After hanging up the phone, the receptionist handed back the mobile phone to Lin MI. Lin Mi picked it up and said with a smile, "can I go in?"

The receptionist nodded quickly and said, "yes, of course. Sorry, Miss Lin. I just misunderstood you. "

Lin Mi didn't care. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter."

Did not put in the heart, raises the leg to walk toward inside.

The magazine office is not big, and the decoration is very simple. It is hard to see that such a simple place is the incubation base of several popular magazines in Cloud City. On the first floor, there is an office, and the space between the grids is very large. Everyone has a large activity area.

The second floor is the chief editor's office. Lin MI and those curious looking at her smile and nod, saying hello, and go straight upstairs.

Go to the office door, Lin Mi knocked on the door, heard a mellow voice inside, "please come in."

Lin Mi's heart pauses for a moment. The voice sounds different from that heard on the phone and audio. It seems that he is younger and more pleasant to listen to.

But the idea was just for a moment. Then Lin opened the door and went in. There were only black and white colors in the simple and generous office. Lin had the feeling of entering Liang Bocheng's office. However, Liang Bocheng's office was bigger than here, and the air was thinner than here.

There is a sofa by the window, and then there is a desk. It is very old style. It is different from Lin Mi's novel and modern chief editor's office. Lin Mi stops at his desk, looks at the man who is writing at his desk and says, "Hello, I'm Lin Mafei."

In the heart is also a little surprised, the man's head is not a gray hair, she thought that the chief editor is full of white hair veteran cadres.

The man raised his head when he heard the news. Lin MI was stunned. He didn't expect that editor Xu was not only white haired, but also looked like he was only in his thirties. He was in a simple black suit and his face was pretty.

It's just that the face is square and square, and there's no expression at all. Liang Bocheng also likes to have a straight face, but Liang Bocheng is a kind of cold that never comes out. Except for Lin MI, he has no expression for anyone. This editor Xu, at first glance, has been used to it all the year round.

Veteran cadres have a sense of sight.

Xu Bonan looked at the woman in front of him and was surprised, "are you Lin Mafei?"Then he stood up and held out his hand to Lin MI, and said, "hello."

Lin Mi quickly stepped forward to hold Xu Bonan's hand and said with a smile, "Hello, chief editor Xu. I'm Lin Mafei. I've kept you waiting."

Xu Bonan gently shook it politely, then pointed to the chair in front of the table and said, "you sit."

Lin Chai just sat down and heard Xu Bonan say, "I don't want Lin Mi Mengmeng to take over those magazines like today. In fact, she can't remember what she wrote in the past two years. Even when she wrote a collection of articles for her, she was as unreal as in her dream.

Looking at Lin MI, Xu Bonan sat there for a long time without moving. He pushed his glasses. A pair of eyes behind the lens flashed sharp light.

So young, reaction is not fast, those wise and self-restraint articles are really from such a woman's hand? In my opinion, this woman is like a vase with a big chest and no brain. She doesn't have the temperament cultivated by the writer for a long time.

Xu Bonan squinted. If he was looking for someone to write for him, it would be a good investigation. He has been an editor for so many years, and no one dares to play tricks under his nose.

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