Siheyuan: Silly Zhu snatches my teacher Ran and cries for him

Chapter 82 Shame on you?
"Humph!"

Wang Zhongtian was provoked by Lin Anguo, and he snorted unconvinced.

"This is the point-checking team!"

"You are a newcomer and want to overwhelm us, don't even think about it!"

"Could it be that you are young, are you in charge of some major task, or have you published any books?"

Lin Anguo shook his head.

He did not complete any major tasks, nor did he publish a book.

But he completed a difficult problem that Huaxia Bookstore will overcome in the future ahead of schedule.

"I don't have any contribution at all, and I dare to speak nonsense!"

"Brothers, even if a big man comes later, we are not afraid of him."

Wang Zhongtian looked like I had moved bricks for the motherland.

It seems that he is not afraid of Lin Anguo's backstage at all, but his heart is already extremely empty.

"Big man? What big man is coming?"

Zhao Shouyan was afraid that Lin Anguo would clash with the editors again.

Back at the office, I picked up a stack of "Drafts of Qing History" and trotted all the way back.

He happened to hear what Wang Zhongtian said.

Wang Zhongtian heard Zhao Shouyan's voice first.

The heart goes directly to the throat.

His expression became flustered and anxious, and his head dropped several degrees in an instant.

Then seeing that Zhao Shouyan came back alone, he put his mind back.

Lin Anguo looked at Wang Zhongtian's appearance and found it very interesting, so he teased him.

"Editor Zhao, Editor Wang thought you were going to invite my backer. You came back alone, won't this disappoint Editor Wang?"

Zhao Shouyan found that he was getting more and more confused about what these young people were thinking.

Not to mention young and vigorous.

Still very aggressive.

"backing?"

"What backing?"

"You, Lin Anguo, still have a backing."

inexplicably.

Zhao Shouyan shook his head speechlessly, flipped the "Drafts of Qing History" in his arms, and checked the proofreading.

"Distribute this and have a look."

"This is the paid version of "Drafts of History of the Qing Dynasty" in which Lin Anguo edited himself independently and completed many tasks such as proofreading and typesetting by himself."

"After reading it, if you are still not convinced, it's easy to handle."

"There are still more than a dozen historical annals that have not been checked. Each of you chooses one and checks independently."

The so-called paid version.

It is a book that has been typeset and proofread.

There is no need for any major changes in the future, it is equivalent to a finished product, and there is no big problem even if it is published directly.

The only thing missing is the review of the publishing house.

The editors in the office were skeptical, one by one, they stepped forward to pick up the "Drafts of Qing History" that Lin Anguo had proofread.

These editors are experienced people.

What I do is to proofread ancient books.

After turning a few pages, you can already feel the gap.

Others are fine.

They felt that Lin Anguo, an editor with outstanding ability, had joined the team.

The burden on everyone's shoulders is much lighter.

It’s different in the past.

Now there are no historians or university professors to answer any questions for them.

If they encounter academic questions, they can only find answers from a large number of books.

Before.

Just ask a knowledgeable professor.

So when the editors realized Lin Anguo's ability, they were all happy to see it.

"Deputy editor-in-chief, do you want to give up your position by bringing such a great master here?"

Immediately, someone teased Zhao Shouyan and said.

"That's right, Huaxia Bookstore is a small temple, and with the position of editor, you want to tie up such a great god? It's too difficult."

"I said why the deputy editor-in-chief, who always goes to work on time, was late today. It turned out that God had gone."

"What gods are not gods? We are firm atheists, and feudal superstition is not advisable."

"Okay, okay, then I will call Editor Lin Master Lin from now on."

at this time.

There is nothing to say about fan circles or fans.

With absolute strength, it is possible to block Yoyo's mouth.

Good times.

Lin Anguo saw that most people had no objection, so he hurriedly humbled himself.

"Don't, don't, don't call me that."

"In the future, everyone will work together. If you are older than me, just call me Xiao Lin. If you are younger, call me Brother Lin. I will not treat you badly."

These words won many favorable votes for Lin Anguo.

Wang Zhongtian is not without enemies in this office.

No matter how good the character is, it will make other people feel uncomfortable.

not to mention.

Wang Zhongtian was originally a man of talent and arrogance.

Always look down on other colleagues in the office.

Usually, they form gangs.

Smash other people.

"Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Lin."

"Brother Lin, my brother called me too, why don't you invite the big guy to have a rub at noon?"

"Brother Lin, I know there is a good hot-boiled mutton restaurant."

"Really, when Xiao Lin came, let him bleed profusely. Wouldn't it be better to kill him slowly in the future?"

The original tense atmosphere in the office was gone.

Suddenly, it became such a joyous appearance.

Zhao Shouyan looked at it and wanted to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

The more he looked at it, the more unreal it seemed.

"Okay, okay, if you have anything to say, you can talk about it later, I will take Lin Anguo to go through the formalities first."

Zhao Shouyan clapped his hands, interrupting the conversation with Lin Anguo.

He thought about taking Lin Anguo to the administrative department to go through the formalities.

But Lin Anguo didn't intend to leave at all.

There is a stone in the shoe, you have to clean it up before you walk.

Wang Zhongtian continued to stay in this office, and would only give Lin Anguo eye drops in the future.

"Editor Zhao, editor Wang Zhongtian said just now."

"People without abilities are not suitable to stand here."

"I think his ability is less than one-tenth of mine. Can I let him go?"

Lin Anguo looked at Wang Zhongtian and said calmly.

When Zhao Shouyan heard this, he felt a little embarrassed.

His deputy editor-in-chief really has no power.

Everyone in this editorial department is assigned from all directions.

Employment issues are all managed by the above.

"An Guo, it's not necessary, it's just a small conflict, just let it go."

Zhao Shouyan could only persuade Lin Anguo, and at this time he went to tell Wang Zhongtian that if he was asked to resign and leave, he would not resign.

It's hard to find a job worth tens of dollars a month.

Lin Anguo understands that Zhao Shouyan has no power, so his target has always been Wang Zhongtian.

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Zhao, I can keep Wang Zhongtian, but does Wang Zhongtian have the face to stay here?"

"Changing places, if I were Wang Zhongtian, I would just leave."

"Could it be that after going to a university and taking classes for a few years, you don't even want your face?"

"Anyway, he's a big man!"

This is being unreasonable.

That being said.

But when he reasoned, Lin Anguo spared Wang Zhongtian this once.

The next time Wang Zhongtian catches Lin Anguo.

Can he let Lin Anguo go?

Absolutely not!

This is not a courtyard house.

Those people in the courtyard house are all decades old neighbors, so there is still a bottom line.

Those old neighbors will not do things that force people to die.

But the outside is different.

(End of this chapter)