genius editor

The four men took a Didi to a nearby hospital.On behalf of the magazine department, the beautiful man briefly welcomed the two new employees and introduced himself.His name is Ye Shun, and he is the text editor of "New Painting"; and Mr. Jianmei is the executive editor of "New Painting", and his pen name is 'Leng Huo Ru Ge'. It seems that his pen name is as unique as his taste.

Along the way, Brother Lie Huo in the front seat kept making phone calls, with a very anxious expression on his face: "Has the person been rescued? Oh, it's still undergoing surgery...brain congestion??? When it was delivered, he was naked and there was an obvious scar on his neck. strangle marks?!"

"She hanged herself?!" Tian Tian gasped, hugging the front seat in distress, "Why is she so hard to think about it?"

Brother Riehuo looked desolate: "Probably because the company's capital chain is broken..." One of their pillars' new books was first printed with 20 copies, and they were urgently recalled due to policy reasons. Turnover is poor.The deputy editor-in-chief left with the core editorial team, and the marketing department and publishing department followed the proprietress to start a new job. He was very worried that the editor-in-chief would not want to commit suicide by jumping off a building, but he did not expect the nightmare to come true.

Tian Tian: "...!" If the induction guidance just made him feel like he was standing on the edge of a cliff, then this time he was directly pushed down the cliff, and a knot was tied around his neck.

"There is no problem with the operation of the company, don't scare the newcomers." Ye Shun winked at Brother Liehuo, and then smiled calmly at Tian Tian, ​​who was frightened into a quail, "The editor-in-chief was hurt a little, he just got divorced. "

Brother Lie Huo belatedly attributed the misfortune of the editor-in-chief to a personal problem, and then sincerely blamed himself: "He was depressed because of the divorce a while ago, and I was busy receiving the manuscript, so I didn't enlighten him in time. If I had written " Show him Self-Training: Changing the Habit of Anxiety and Depression, and maybe he won't be so overwhelmed."

"Wait, wait...divorced?! The editor-in-chief was divorced a while ago?!" Tian Tian originally wanted to ask when she got married, but it seemed inappropriate at this time.

"Well, the reason for the breakup of the relationship is more complicated, probably because of long-term communication with a little girl." Ye Shun whispered gossip.

Tian Tian: "Uh... Is there something wrong?" For example, gender and the reason for divorce.To be honest, he is still a pure male college student, and he is not prepared for a third party to destroy Sister Yu's marriage. He cannot bear the condemnation of his conscience.

"What?! His left leg was also broken?!...It's too miserable, it must have been interrupted." Brother Liehuo heard the second bad news from the phone, closed his eyes and shook his head, as if an editor-in-chief was playing in front of him. The horror of domestic violence.

Tian Tian clenched his fists angrily and anxiously.No matter what the reason is, anyone who beats a woman is a hot chicken; secondly, no matter what the reason, whoever marries Wu Lan and domestically abuses her is a hot chicken.Although she has been in correspondence with her for a long time, God is pitiful, they are just pure literature lovers, they talk about poetry!poetry! Poem!What messing with the relationship between men and women, vulgar!He vowed to take revenge on that scumbag and make his worst fear happen, which was to show him some green.He will confess to Wu Lan later, no matter what sequelae she has left due to this domestic violence, he is willing to take care of her for the rest of her life.

"If the chief editor's leg is broken, how can he hang himself? It's too troublesome to climb up on the table with his broken leg." The man, who is also a newcomer, couldn't help but speak.He had been silent since he got in the car, and now he keenly found a logical loophole.

Brother Liehuo thought for three seconds, said "it makes sense", then turned around and looked at the people in the back seat sullenly: "Besides, it is impossible to take off your clothes if you hang yourself, so when everyone rushes in to collect the corpse, how can you It's not a shame. So it must not be a suicide, but a murder of passion, breaking his legs and strangling him with stockings."

"You read too many reasoning novels." Ye Shun smiled indifferently, "The editor-in-chief broke up peacefully."

"Even Jingyu's office has been cut in two and half an inch of land will not be given up. Where is a peaceful breakup, it is full of resentment." Brother Liehuo disagrees.

"The office was cut in half?" Tian Tian pricked up his ears, planning to get to the bottom of it, both public and private.

"That's right!" Brother Lie Huo told him heartlessly, "We originally had two floors of office buildings, the 11th and 12th floors; but when the editor-in-chief got divorced, the 12th floor just disappeared, and the 11th floor couldn't fit so much at all. People, layoffs, layoffs, and dismissals. The books in the aisle are all piled up from the move some time ago, and I don’t know where they can be stuffed.”

"So the two of you are the only ones left in such a big magazine?" Even though Tian Tian was silly and sweet, he was vigilantly aware that the company might be going cold.He is an old reader of "New Painting". In the heyday of "New Painting", the editorial department Wu Yaya in the photo is full of heads. How can he look depressed now that he has no writing and no martial arts.

"Aren't you four plus you?" Brother Lie Huo asked if you counted.

Ye Shunyun calmly held his respect: "It's normal for a company to lay off employees. Those editors who were fired have no professional ability. The company wants to make money, so naturally it doesn't support idlers. "New Painting" is an old-fashioned magazine, and it is also the best youth magazine in the industry. To the monthly magazine, only the best talents are left here, and we would rather be short than excessive." When he said this, his expression was still smiling, but this kind of smile was no longer friendly, but with a sense of distance, which made Tian Tian's truth-seeking spirit The bluff died down.He understood three things from Ye Shun's unmoving attitude: "New Painting" is still his father; Ye Shun and Lie Huo are the best left; Ask West to avoid getting fired.

Tian Tian stuck out his tongue in guilt, but the man sitting beside him couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Shun glanced at him.During the dog days, the man wears a suit with no discernible brand, and leans idly in the back of the taxi. Under the French armbands, the inconspicuous and honest mechanical watch is faintly exposed, which is a classic model of Patek Philippe.Maybe a fresh graduate like Tian Tian would only think that he was overdressed and was lucky to be decent; but an old fritter like Ye Shun clearly knew that this kind of decentness is not cheap.To wear a suit as docile as a second skin, not only need a good figure, but also need to be customized according to the good figure.High-grade fabrics and fine tailoring are precisely the reasons why luxury goods are expensive.

Wealth may come from inheritance, or it may come from self-effort.If it's the former, people will often envy his good life; if it's the latter, he himself respects and fears him.The man couldn't tell his age at a glance—he looked very young, but his expression was completely devoid of the uneasiness and fresh curiosity of a rookie. He even smiled calmly at Ye Shun's probing gaze, not intending to feel sorry for his trouble at all.

To sum up, he is not a rookie who has just graduated. He has been in society and knows how to behave. Because he is rich and powerful, he doesn't take himself seriously.

Ye Shun narrowed his gaze, not intending to argue with him, and wisely decided not to have any conflicts with this person in the future, this kind of domineering president will not appear in the editorial department for no reason.

At this time, the third bad news came over the phone, and the doctor on the other side calmly announced: "His lungs also have very serious inflammation, which is the most critical at present."

"Paraquat! He must have been fed paraquat!" Brother Liehuo's eyes were blank, as if he had lost his vital signs, "I was wrong just now, the murderer was not a passionate murder, she planned every step of the way. She first broke the editor's leg so that he couldn't escape; then she sat on him, strangled his neck forcefully, forced him to open his mouth, and poured paraquat into his mouth..."

Tian Tian scratched the back of the chair nervously, his eyes wide open: his lover's fate is so difficult, he feels the same.If it wasn't for a man who doesn't shed tears easily, he would be so scared that he would hide in someone's arms and cry on the spot.But he soon realized that he can no longer be so childish and incompetent, he still needs to provide a solid arm for Wu Lan to rely on.So when he got out of the car, he ran to the flower shop and bought 199 roses, intending to confess and propose.

Whether poor or rich, sick or healthy, married for the first time or remarried, not pregnant or with a baby, he is willing to love her forever, accompany her, and never leave her for the rest of his life.

Seeing this scene, Brother Lie Huo was deeply surprised: "Lao Ye, do you send roses to see patients?"

Ye Shun: "It's better than you coming empty-handed."

Brother Raging Fire: "..."

A group of people rushed to the hospital, Brother Liehuo strode beside the doctor: "Did he kill him?"

doctor:"……"

Doctor: "I'm a doctor. He's not dead yet."

"Based on the strangle marks on his neck, can you deduce whether it was a woman or a man who attacked him?"

The doctor said cautiously: "If the attacker was a woman or a man, he should have died long ago."

"He will never be himself. He didn't have any tendency to depression before, let alone drink paraquat by himself."

"Who told you that he drank paraquat?"

"Didn't you say that his lung disease is very serious?"

"I said he had severe pneumonia. If it was paraquat, his entire respiratory system would be fibrotic."

"Lung...inflammation?" Brother Lie Huo repeated these two words dumbfounded.

"Why do I feel that you want him to die sooner?" The doctor adjusted his glasses suspiciously and pushed them away from the ward.

The editor-in-chief just got off the operating table, lying on the bed with a plaster pad on his neck and an IV drip.Tian Tian followed Brother Liehuo into the door, and was confronted by Zan Guangwaliang with a big bald head.

Even though he had already experienced the impermanence of fate over and over again, he couldn't help being stunned for half a minute at this time.He originally thought that after experiencing "the editor-in-chief is a man", "the editor-in-chief is a man and he is not interested in me", "oh, this person is not the editor-in-chief but my beloved editor-in-chief committed suicide", he would never go through any mountains and rivers again Who knows that this world has once again broken through his lower limit - the editor-in-chief is actually a 50-year-old bald man!

A 50-year-old bald man took the pseudonym "Wu Lan"!

Go fuck it!

...his youth fed the dogs.

The author has something to say: [Small class on editing knowledge: what kind of experience is it like to be an editor? 】

Immersing in the ocean of culture, feeling the influence of knowledge, and making friends with a lot of literati is a very stylish job.But the reality is pain and happiness. There are many miscellaneous tasks. With a salary that will never die, the author spends half and himself spends half.It is necessary to constantly pursue the current market environment, and at the same time take into account the maintenance of the relationship with the author, which can be said to be a broker + assistant experience.