Mr.President,Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Canonization? Who is the canonization? " Xiao Li was puzzled and asked.

"The president of Fengsheng group is sanctified! So, you young people who have just entered the industry, don't think that paparazzi only need to know the stars in the entertainment industry. Business people, especially those diamond queens like canonization, should learn more about them! "

Editor Zhu looked at the camera with his eyes, but pointed to Xiao Li and criticized him one after another.

Xiao Li was not a journalist at all. He was a monk and applied to Nanbei daily. He didn't know much about entertainment and business.

"However, was it not that Luo Yangyang and Feng Heng were together before? Why is the man holding her at the airport sanctified? "

Chief editor Zhu stares at the camera, full of questions and murmurs softly.

Looking at Zhu's dignified and puzzled expression, Xiao Li asked in a low voice, "chief editor, is this big news?"

Editor Zhu's eyelids were lifted, and his eyes were brighter than his bald head: "big, of course big!"

"Luoyangyang is taking advantage of the popularity of" the fate of immortals "and his identity as the president of Fengsheng Fengshi group. This is great news, of course. It's very big! But what about that? Can you send the news? "

"These days, because of an unidentified Luoyang central bank, what kind of turbulence has become in the industry? Who dares to commit crimes against the wind and release the news of Luoyang central bank?"

Although this news is of great value, editor Zhu's face is still not good.

More than ten minutes later, Xiao Li and his silent companion walked out of the office in dismay.

Xiao Li thinks that he really has to leave next month.

What he had never thought of, at three o'clock in the morning of that night, in his sleep, he was urged to call by editor in chief Zhu.

"Xiao Li! You immediately report back to the society, according to the photo of luoyangyang, write a very exciting manuscript

Editor Zhu didn't care whether Xiao Li was asleep or not. As soon as the phone was connected, he ordered in a hurry.

"News from luoyangyang?" Xiao Li was confused, "is not the news of luoyangyang not allowed to appear in the newspaper? What does she do? "

"You care so much? If you want to do it, do it! " Chief editor Zhu's voice was non-negotiable. "In an hour, you must hand in a manuscript that satisfies me, or you'll leave me tomorrow!"

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the next morning, the old house was closed.

Feng Laozi has the habit of reading newspapers every day. The newspapers of every newspaper office of the emperor will appear on his desk every day.

The old housekeeper of the old house, whose surname is Li, is about the same age as the old man Feng. He has a white beard and a Chinese tunic. He stands at the lower left of fenglaozi.

Housekeeper Li looked at the old man who sat on the throne and read one newspaper after another. His hands on his back were almost sweating.

If someone stands behind him, you can see his hands on his back with a newspaper rolled up.

The four words "Nanbei daily" were faintly visible in the newspaper. The newspaper was a little wrinkled because he rolled it too hard.

After 15 minutes of silence.

Feng put down the last newspaper on the table and looked at housekeeper Li: "Lao Li, why do you have so much time today? It's been here all morning. "

Feng Laozi's voice is rich and loud, full of air, not like the voice of the elderly at all.

"Sir, are you kidding? What day am I not standing here to serve you

Steward Li's hand behind him tightened a little, and his smile was stiff.

"Is there something wrong?" Feng Laozi picked up the steaming cup on the table and gently blew the tea in the cup.

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