Sir, what if it's too cold?

"Do you have any other questions?"

Holding the thin folder, Xu Muran forcibly suppressed the desire/desire to swear: "No more."

She thought she came back to work overtime, but she didn't expect that she came back to wipe other people's ass.

She works in the branch of the Haicheng Media Group that specializes in political and economic news. She has never heard of the reason why a periodical should help the Evening News—three first drafts totaling [-] words are written in three hours. , otherwise she is not allowed to leave and her performance will be deducted-it is because she is a newcomer that she is asked to take the top bag.

But today everyone is really busy.An hour ago, there was a sudden collision of thirteen vehicles on the suburban expressway. Those who were idle at work all went out to collect news, for fear of being robbed by the "enemy report".

... But this is not her fault, is it?Why did you call her here?

Xu Muran entered the elevator listlessly, and was about to press the floor button when he heard the phone ring.She exited the elevator regretfully: "Hello?"

"Xiao Xu," the caller was the second in command of their department: "Where are you now?"

"I'm at work, what's the matter with you?"

"Yesterday you just went through the formalities, I forgot to tell you, this time I called to remind you," the other party smiled, "You are on duty this week, don't forget."

……a bolt from the blue.

Although their main business is political and economic news worth tens of millions, it is still very meaningful to set up a hotline to answer the news from the masses. What if the big news jumps to the front without looking at it?

That's why the schedule was born.

Xu Muran went back to his desk, flipped through the shift schedule, and found that he was on duty for five consecutive days, until seven o'clock in the evening.That is to say, this week, she has to stand in front of the phone every night before seven o'clock, and even going to the bathroom is frightening.

Cheng Xuewei turned around furtively, and slipped to her side: "Aren't you not here today? Why, love work and can't extricate yourself?"

She rolled her eyes greatly: "Er Bai taught us that working overtime makes me happy. How about you, have you finished writing the report of the topic selection meeting?"

Cheng Xuewei sat at the table opposite her, and she was in the same batch as her, but the other party had already come to the newspaper office as an intern during her school days, and she performed well during that period, so she was directly promoted to the deputy team leader when she joined the job—say, the deputy team leader Chang, in fact, is just like them in ordinary work, but it makes people feel better to say it.

She squeezed her roots, carefully looked around at her colleagues who were blinded by typing on the keyboard, couldn't hold back the excitement hidden in her heart, hooked her hands at Xu Muran, and said in a low voice: "Come here, I Tell you something."

Xu Muran leaned over absent-mindedly: "Huh?"

"Don't be on duty tonight, just leave early if you can."

"how?"

Cheng Xuewei: "I just went to the bathroom and heard two people say that someone is coming to make trouble at night."

"……what?"

make trouble?

"That's right," Cheng Xuewei sighed, "A while ago, did you know about Times Jinwan?"

Xu Muran quickly searched for keywords in her mind, and suddenly realized: "Oh, what happened in that neighborhood..." In fact, she didn't know what it was, but in this case, as long as she responded appropriately , generally speaking, the other party will continue talking endlessly.

She tilted her head to listen to Cheng Xuewei's speech, a strand of black hair hung down from her temples, fluttering on her cheeks, which actually made Cheng Xuewei blush: "It's just... just..."

Xu Muran blinked inexplicably: "Huh?"

The other party coughed and chattered authentically: "The property in that community is very pitted, and it doesn't do practical things. When the residents just moved in, they found problems such as roof leaks and wall coverings, so they went to the property management team. As a result, the property management team and the developer were arguing with each other. The matter has been procrastinating. Later, a resident came to our house and said that he wanted to break the news and make the matter a big deal. Later, he had dinner with the developer and disclosed the matter to the developer. It was published in two days It was about to be released, and the developer stuffed money to suppress the manuscript... I don’t know what happened to this matter, and the residents knew about it again, no, I have to come to ask for an explanation.”

The more Xu Muran listened, the more amusing she became. She pulled her hair behind her ears and tapped on the keyboard: "The networks on both sides are good enough... you will know when there is any movement on the other side. Go to learn from them, and you can publish the manuscript while sitting in the office.”

"Who says it's not? Just listen to me, don't work overtime tonight, this kind of thing, I'd rather believe it!" Cheng Xuewei clicked her tongue twice, "What are you writing?"

It's okay not to mention it, but she will be even angrier if she mentions it.She told Cheng Xuewei about the whole thing like beans in a bamboo tube, but the other party just smiled: "Oh, did you catch the strong man and caught us on the head? It's okay, it's okay, just get used to it, I also came here like this back then. "

Xu Muran could only sigh, newbies don't need human rights.

[Received, thank you for your hard work this afternoon. 】

Xu Muran glanced at the other party's reply, and then he slumped on the chair like Ji Chunsheng, truly feeling what it means to be hollowed out.

The fingers never stop, and the mind never stops.The moment she clicked the send button, her mind was full of "who am I", "where am I", "what am I doing"...

On the second day of work, she felt that her body was hollowed out, and Xu Muran began to think heavily about how she should cope with it in the next five years at least.

Except for her, everyone in the office has left cleanly.She propped her chin and was about to open the video website to watch funny videos when the intercom phone on the desk rang.Xu Muran was a little surprised: Who would call her inside?

She picked it up quickly: "Who is it?"

"Is it Xu Muran?" The voice on the phone sounded familiar to her, and it took a few seconds for her to remember that it should be the little girl at the front desk on the first floor.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Your courier is downstairs, please come down and sign for it."

express delivery?She hasn't bought anything online recently?

She replied "Got it", then hurriedly put on the coat on the back of the chair and went downstairs.

The courier boy had a look of tiredness hidden in his brows, he threw the package into her arms impatiently, then turned and left, the little girl at the front desk was dumbfounded, unable to speak: "This..."

Xu Muran was also baffled: "What kind of temper?"

The two exchanged a helpless look, Xu Muran smiled: "Thank you."

"it's okay no problem."

On the way back, I was stopped by the elder sister of the personnel department who had just finished working overtime to talk about life and ideals. It was already 10 minutes later when I arrived at the desk.The first thing she did was find scissors to tear apart the layers of tape.While tearing it apart, she slandered: I don't know what it is, it's worth wrapping it so tightly.

The outer packaging was peeled off, revealing a box tied with red string and wrapped in brown oiled paper.Xu Muran hooked the end of the red rope with his little finger, and with a light tug, the knot was torn apart.There was a faint fragrance coming into her nose, she raised her eyebrows: what to eat?

After unpacking the oil paper, the contents of the box became clear.The white satin box, tied with a pale pink bow, contains handmade cookies in three flavors: matcha, cranberry and chocolate, and comes with a handwritten note.

"The biscuits in this store are delicious. When I received it, I suddenly thought of you."

Signed is "Theresa".

Xu Muran's face flushed.

Holding the note, she felt a strange feeling in her heart. She turned her head and looked at her watch, it was six fifty.

Sneaking a shift 10 minutes early, it should be...it's okay, right?

After tidying up in a hurry, Xu Muran didn't realize until he got into the elevator that he hadn't thanked Zhou Qing yet.

She opened WeChat, clicked on the dialog box with Zhou Qing, typed a line, and then deleted it with a frown.

In this case, I always feel that the words are too dry... It's very bland, and it can't express what she wants to express at all.

She cleared her throat, and tentatively pressed the recording button—there was no signal in the elevator room anyway: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for sending me the cookies, they must be delicious."

No, no, the last word was not recorded.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you very much for the cookies you gave me—"

Ahhh why is the voice trembling!

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for giving me... ah!"

Trembling, Xu Muran put down the phone, let out a short scream unexpectedly, and swallowed hard.

The panoramic elevator issued a crisp sound, indicating that it had reached the third floor.

She instinctively pressed the door open button for no other reason, and she saw a dark crowd covering the entire floor from the elevator.

Cheng Xuewei actually... didn't lie to her! ?

Really... really someone came to the door of the unit to make trouble? !