If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Luo Wangshu was a little confused when he learned about the content of this year's summer social practice.

In the past, the school organized them to gather and sketch, but this year they were required to submit a summer social work certificate.

"It's time to experience more social life." Father Luo said.

Luo Wangshu had no choice but to accept his fate.

He was drunk and dreamy at home for half a month, until the middle of July, when he reluctantly prepared to go out to look for a job. Before he got a call from Gu Anrang, he couldn't help complaining.

"What else are you looking for? Come and report to me when you have time." Gu Anrang is older than him and has outstanding abilities. He is currently working as the department director of Ruiyi Culture Development Company.

He used to live opposite Luo's house, and he also watched Luo Wangshu grow up, and always took good care of him.

"Can it work?" Luo Wangshu hesitated. "Your company also recruits summer interns?"

"Well, there were two last year. I know your conditions, and they must meet the company's requirements." Gu Anrang smiled on the phone. "I'll text you the address."

Two days later, according to the address given by the other party, Luo Wangshu arrived at the city's famous Century Building, and then took the elevator to the twelfth floor. Confused for a while.

It has to be said that all kinds of periodicals and magazines under Ruiyi Culture are worthy of representing the first-class domestic standards, even if it is only in terms of interior decoration, it can reflect its uniqueness.

At first glance, it is too simple, but at another glance, it seems to reveal a low-key high-end luxury, even in some small details, it is not out of the ordinary, with a full sense of design.

However, at this moment, the equally glamorous reception desk...is actually empty.

Luo Wangshu was stunned for a while, raised his wrist to look at the dial, and made sure that it was neither a rest day nor off-duty time... So what's going on now?

Wouldn't it be good if he just walked in without authorization like this?

He was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call to Gu Anrang, when he heard a burst of crisp footsteps coming from far to near in the front direction, he subconsciously cast his gaze over——

The man was wearing a well-tailored dark gray professional suit, shoulder-length black short hair, thin and petite, but well proportioned.Those high-heeled shoes were worn by her as if they were driving nails into the floor, which made people jump in fear.

When the other party got closer, Luo Wangshu saw that her complexion was not very good-looking, her lips were tightly drawn, and her delicate brows were furrowed. As she walked towards this side, she kept making phone calls .

Luo Wangshu hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to meet her, and smiled politely: "Excuse me..."

"New here?" Before he finished speaking, the woman raised her eyelids and gave him a serious look.Then she gave a "tsk" sound and took down the mobile phone from her ear. It seemed that she didn't get through again.

Luo Wangshu thought that Gu Anrang had explained his situation to others, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

The other party was still frowning, and his eyes wanted to shoot two holes out of the phone screen: "What about the work tasks, have you arranged them yet?"

"Not yet." Luo Wangshu responded obediently.

"That's fine, there's no need to make arrangements, you come with me now." The other party quickly gestured at him, exuding the aura of a capable and strong woman all over her body.

Just looking at her back as she hurried forward, Luo Wangshu had the illusion that this person was planning to take him to kill and set fire.

Luo Wangshu saw that the other party had been calling non-stop, but she was too embarrassed to ask more questions, followed her directly to the underground garage, and got into a well-behaved black car.

"What's your name?" After the car started, the woman was finally willing to stuff the phone into her handbag, and glanced at him through the interior rearview mirror.

The man opened the car door and sat in and changed his flat shoes, to starting the car and driving out of the garage. Luo Wangshu didn't even have time to fasten his seat belt before the tires started to spin: "My name is Luo Wangshu."

"Luo Wangshu." The man repeated, showing a kind smile for a second. "He lives up to his name."

Luo Wangshu heard the compliment in the other party's words, and smiled embarrassedly.

It's not the first time he's heard someone say that about him.

Luo Wangshu grew up in a family greenhouse. His parents loved him very much. His life went smoothly and he never experienced any major setbacks. This made him more gentle than his peers. simple.

It is said that appearance is born from the heart, and his appearance is indeed very pleasing, with soft facial features that no one, man, woman, or child can find anything wrong with. It does not mean that he is perfect and exquisite, but that he makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts. nice.

"You have a good face." The other party praised more bluntly this time, and then there was a hint of puzzlement in his brows. "But I don't have much impression of you...Your appearance is so outstanding, you should have left a deep impression on me during the interview."

interview?

Luo Wangshu also looked at her in puzzlement, and asked softly, "Excuse me, are you?"

"You don't know me?" The man made a sharp turn. "I was one of the examiners who interviewed before."

"That..." Luo Wangshu realized that there must be some misunderstanding, he took a deep breath, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I haven't had any interviews."

The intersection ahead happened to be a red light, and the other party stepped on the brakes hard.

The car had already reached the maximum speed allowed by the road section before, and now it came to a sudden stop. If there was no seat belt in front of him, it is estimated that Luo Wangshu could directly hit the front windshield.

"What did you say!?" The other party stared at him in astonishment. "You haven't been to an interview!?"

Luo Wangshu's heart was beating violently in her chest because of her emergency brake, and she was suddenly yelled at by the other party, and she was inevitably taken aback: "...No."

"Then why do you say you're new here!" The other party was still staring at him.

Luo Wangshu looked at the woman in front of her with exquisite makeup but a really scary expression, her heart trembled a little.He swallowed his saliva, and briefly stated his own affairs and Gu Anrang's original words.

The woman's expression suddenly became complicated, and she stared at him until the green light in front turned on again.

While starting the car, she whispered an English word well-known to the public in a low voice, and it was the kind of curse.

Luo Wangshu knew that he hadn't made it clear in time and was partly responsible, so he quickly apologized to her sincerely.

"I don't blame you. I was too anxious and didn't ask clearly." The woman waved her right hand and sighed.After a long silence, I asked him again: "How old are you, what is your major, which school, and what advantages do you think you have compared with others."

"I'm a junior at the beginning of school, majoring in fine arts, and in the Central Academy of Fine Arts, the advantage... Is it an advantage to have won two national awards?"

"It's not bad." The other party looked forward, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. It seemed that this kid was not the kind of waste who only went through the back door, and he also met the company's standards. "You are studying fine arts, are you going to be an assistant to the editor during the summer vacation?"

"Yes." Luo Wangshu nodded. "But I will still obey the arrangement. I am willing to learn new things."

"Oh—" the man laughed. "My name is Guo Yi, and I'm the editor-in-chief of the Journal of Deliberate Reasoning. Although it's a misunderstanding that you came with me, I happen to have a copy here..."

She paused, and patted the steering wheel guiltily: "It's still an easy and simple job, so don't let Director Gu rearrange it for you, just follow me to do things."

"Ah?" Luo Wangshu was a little baffled by Guo Yi's sudden change of attitude. "May I ask what kind of work..."

"It's very simple." Guo Yi smiled dazzlingly. "It's just to help me urge a writer to publish a manuscript. His original editor-in-charge took sick leave and couldn't come back in a short time. The other editors in the agency were unwilling... No, this author is very important to our magazine. .”

She is telling the truth, that person is the real top card of Ruiyi Company.

"It's only suitable for being in charge alone. It just so happens that you came with me, so why don't you just take charge of him?"

Luo Wangshu was a little bit embarrassed: "This writer is so important, isn't it too rash for me to be responsible?"

"Not carelessly!" Guo Yi replied decisively. "Recently, the agency is too busy, and I really can't tell anyone apart. Otherwise, I wouldn't go there in person today. I have a meeting to be held in two hours. Your appearance really helped me a lot."

Luo Wangshu wanted to say that you just interviewed new employees not long ago, but opened your mouth, but still didn't say anything.I thought to myself why this person was so relieved to hand over important writers to someone who didn't understand anything.

"Just a reminder? Don't you need to do anything else?"

"Well, just give me the manuscript before the deadline." The other party replied with a very cheerful tone. "If you want, you can also help proofread manuscripts and check illustrations in the company at ordinary times."

...The premise is that there is still energy and time in addition to the reminder.

Just as he was talking, the car had already driven into the gate of the community and stopped in front of a unit building.

Guo Yi took out a key from the bag and stuffed it into his hand, and pressed his shoulder seriously: "The man's name is Qiao Wei, and he lives in 801A. This is the key. I guess he won't take the initiative to open the door for you. You just open the door and go in."

Won't you open the door for him?That's not hard to live with.

Luo Wangshu felt like crying, but the development of the matter was too unexpected.

"The deadline is August 8th. As long as you let him hand in the manuscript before the deadline, I will give you the official editor's salary." Guo Yi unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over to help Luo Wangshu open the car door. "Also ask the chairman to personally write a work certificate for you."

Luo Wangshu was still thinking about how to refuse to be polite, but when he heard Guo Yi's last sentence, his eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"

If the chairman of Ruiyi Culture is really willing to personally write a certificate for him, then he basically doesn't have to worry about finding a job after graduation.

"Of course, at least ask him to hand in the first half of the novel before the 25th of this month." Guo Yi patted him on the shoulder: "If there is any inconvenience, you don't have to come to the company."

"Okay." Luo Wangshu took a deep breath, and let it out again. "I do!"

Taking the elevator up to the eighth floor, after confirming the house number several times, Luo Wangshu rang the doorbell.

The doorbell of this community is very special. It is not the usual "ding dong" or "ding dong", but a series of short xylophone sounds. The tune is relaxed and lively, which makes people not feel bored at all.

After pressing several times in a row, no one opened the door. Luo Wangshu put the key in the keyhole, turned to the right, and opened the door with a "click".

He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, looked outside the door for a while before walking in.

Today's weather is already very gloomy, and there are faint signs of rain.And this room 801A has the curtains tightly drawn, making the room even darker and colder, making people feel a little uncomfortable just looking at it.

Luo Wangshu found disposable slippers on the shoe rack in the entrance to change into. After walking into the living room, he was about to press the light switch on the wall, when he suddenly found that besides his own deliberately light footsteps, there was also the vague sound of the air conditioner operating. Subtle humming.

He followed the sound and looked over there, it should be the master's study room, the door was ajar, and the light in the room was obviously brighter than that in the living room.

It seems that the writer was staying in the study, and there was no changed shoes in the entrance just now, so he thought no one was at home.

Luo Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, although Guo Yi told him to open the door and come in, he still felt embarrassed.So he touched the back of his head and walked towards the study room, intending to apologize to the other party first.

He stood in front of the door and knocked lightly on the door panel. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the scene in the study room first through the crack of the door. His heart beat violently, but Luo Wangshu refused to say what was in his throat.

Through the crack of the door, you can just see the place where the computer desk is placed in the room. A man is sitting upright on the chair in front of the desk. The white light cast by the computer screen draws a chilling halo for him. .

The man's back was very stiff, one hand was placed on the keyboard, the other hand was naturally vertical to the side, the whole person seemed to be still, as if even the movement of breathing was omitted.

Luo Wangshu half-closed his eyes, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, cleared his throat, pushed the door and walked in: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I came in without your permission."

He stopped half a meter behind Qiao Wei, waited quietly for a moment, but still did not see the other party speak, and the body that seemed a little stiff did not move at all.

Luo Wangshu's heart skipped a beat, and the weird feeling of being suppressed just now swept over again.He bent to the left: "Joe first..."

The word "sheng" was still stuck in his throat, Luo Wangshu's eyes were already wide open and he could not speak, his whole face was completely pale by the light from the computer screen.

He glanced at the screen inadvertently just now, and found that there was only one WORD document open on the computer.

Although he didn't see what was specifically written on it, the two bold words in Song Dynasty at the top of the first number clearly came into view.

- suicide note.

suicide note! ?

Luo Wangshu stared at the two words on the computer screen, feeling that his brain was about to stop functioning.He kept bending over for two seconds, and then remembered to check on Qiao Wei's situation.

He shook his hands, slowly covered the shoulders of the person in front of him, and shook it lightly, feeling that he couldn't speak very well now: "Joe... Joe..."

Before he could say a complete title, Qiao Wei fell off the chair with a "plop" after being touched so lightly by him, and hit the floor straight sideways.

Luo Wangshu was so frightened that he shivered for a while, his breathing stopped for a few beats, and he took a small half step back in his heart.

The whole person regained his strength, and by the miserable white light of the computer screen, he discovered that there was a knife handle stuck in Qiao Wei's lower abdomen.The light gray shirt had long been soaked in thick blood, and it had already dried up and turned black.

A short muffled groan stuck in Luo Wangshu's throat, making a sound similar to vocal cord spasm, and both legs were faintly weak.

The air conditioner was still hanging on it and was functioning competently, and the cold air was blowing on his back in bursts, making him feel like the hairs all over his body were going to stand on end, but he was still sweating sticky from fright.

this!Ni!Ma!Calculate!yes!Varied!what!Affection!condition!

The author has something to say: PS: The first 3 chapters of Gongjun’s lack of pumping are all superficial phenomena, only one person is shameless to Shou Shou, and Shou Shou is still very painful for the gentle and cold flower of foreign gentle scum =[-]= In the later stage, it’s all sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar, I can’t accept poking it carefully, compare my heart~

I don’t know much about the Central Academy of Fine Arts. I only know that it is the only school directly under the Ministry of Education. The article does not match the reality. You can regard it as a fictitious higher art academy.