Dousha Bao

On the way back, Wang Yincheng kept driving in silence. Shao Zhiwen sat in the passenger seat and stared at him several times, but finally couldn't help it: "My lord, what's the matter with you? The interview didn't go well...?"

Wang Yincheng: "No." But there was not much more.

After returning to the editorial department, Wang Yin came to plan to sort out the manuscript of the interview first, but Ye Anning knocked on the door and came in, and sat down across the desk, with a notebook and a pen in his hand, with a serious expression on his face at work: " Editor Wang, while the interview is just over, let’s get out the first draft together.”

Wang Yincheng had just put down his bag when he returned to the office, and the computer had time to turn on. He turned on the computer, sat back on the chair, and looked out calmly. He found that Shao Zhiwen was stretching his neck to look into the office, as if he didn't know whether to It's time to come in.

It's okay to be responsible for the division of labor and cooperation with everyone who is rushing to catch up on a manuscript, but Ye Anning's actions are obviously a little too hasty.

Wang Yincheng didn't say anything, Ye Anning opened the notebook he was carrying with him, looked at Wang Yincheng and smiled, and said, "Wang Bian, where is your recording pen?"

Wang Yincheng entered the computer password without raising his head: "I told you this morning that Liu Heng is not allowed to use a recorder during interviews."

"Ah?" Of course Ye Anning knew, Wang Yincheng made it clear in the morning, but Ye Anning spent time in this circle, whether it was long or short, she learned a lot of ways of doing things.It's just a formality not to wear it on the mouth. Which editor did the interview and didn't bring a recorder?

Ye Anning thought it was Wang Yincheng who was joking: "Wang makes you..."

Wang Yincheng sighed inwardly. Old Liu was right. Not only did Ye Anning act arrogantly, but she also had no brains and liked to rely on her own cognition. She felt that what was correct was the default in the circle, so she didn't need to worry about it.But Wang Yincheng knew people like Liu Heng. He said that one degree was one, and that two could not be three.

"I don't have a recorder or a manuscript. I keep all the interviews in my head. I'll get out the prototype of his answer later. You and Xiao Shao will be responsible for part of it. The prototype of the first draft will be in charge of you two. I Make a second draft."

Ye Anning almost blurted out, the prototype of the answer?You got it in your head?How do I know if what you wrote is what you think unilaterally or what Liu Heng said personally?

Ye Anning was so angry that she felt that Wang Yincheng was a lunatic.I packed my things and went out on high heels.

In fact, if this happened to Shao Zhiwen or the other girls in the office, they wouldn't be so unhappy. Ye Anning was arrogant, and Wang Yincheng ran out angrily before he finished speaking, and felt that he was very wronged and thought it was Wang Yincheng. Autocratic.But in fact, if it is someone else, Wang Yincheng can understand the situation by explaining the situation at that time a little bit.After all, bigwigs in the financial circle are very different from those in the entertainment circle. The entertainment circle pays attention to popularity and exposure, but there are many rules in the financial circle, one after another. People like Liu Heng are not allowed to use recording pens. The request is quite normal.

Ye Anning ran out, Shao Zhiwen knocked on the door and stood at the door, winking his eyes, Wang Yincheng looked up at him: "Go and bring me the survey that was arranged in the morning."

"Okay! Your Majesty!" Shao Zhiwen ran away in a hurry.

Wang Yincheng spent the next few hours working on the prototype of the interview. From the first to the last, he typed out what Liu Heng said word by word from his memory. This process was long and tedious and required stamina. brain.

Shao Zhiwen came twice on the way, once to bring the survey form, and once to bring in a cup of coffee. He stood behind Wang Yincheng and looked at the computer screen twice. ?He was basically typing out every word Liu Heng said. With his few glances, Wang Yincheng even marked out the tone of the place where Liu Heng paused!

Shao Zhiwen knelt down and retreated silently.

It took Wang Yincheng several hours to make a prototype, and he copied it with a USB flash drive and shredded the original computer files.When he got up to pack his things, he realized that it was long after the off-duty time, Lao Liu was still in the office, and Ye Anning and several colleagues outside the hall hadn't left.

Ye Anning saw Wang Yincheng's office door open.Immediately ran in, step by step with high heels: "Wang Bian!"

Wang Yincheng looked up at her, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Ye Anning closed the office door, "Bian Wang, I want to talk to you." She spoke seriously as if there was something important.

"Well, tell me." Wang Yincheng's attitude was still indifferent.

"Wang Bian, I don't know what you think, but I think you may be a little prejudiced or misunderstood me!" Ye Anning's eyes were sharp, "Like this interview with Liu Heng, the three of us were in charge together. , In the end, it turned out that you went to his office alone to chat, I can understand without a recording pen, but why didn’t there even be a written manuscript in the end? Isn’t that justified?”

Wang Yincheng packed up his bag and carried it in his hand. According to his own habits, he would not explain half a sentence at all, but now it is different. He is not freelance writing manuscripts or columns. He has colleagues and sits in an office. In a small social circle.He put down the bag in his hand, looked at Ye Anning, his expression was still very calm, and of course he couldn't think of any other expression for her: "Do you think I asked Liu Heng to arrange an interview with someone on purpose?"

Wang Yincheng spoke very bluntly, Ye Anning hesitated: "Isn't it?"

"No." Wang Yincheng said, "Liu Heng's arrangement was so sudden that I didn't think about it. As for the lack of manuscripts in written form, it was because I used a computer for a long time and the transcripts couldn't keep up. Use your brain."

Ye Anning still didn't believe it, and felt that Wang Yincheng did it on purpose, "Then your manuscript is out now? Can you show it to Shao Zhiwen and me?"

Wang Yincheng finally didn't take a calm attitude this time, because he found that Ye Anning's problem was very serious. The woman in front of him had her own ideas and was very assertive. As soon as she opened her mouth, she asked Wang Yincheng for the manuscript. She had a bad relationship with most of her colleagues and looked down on many people.

"Ye Anning." Wang Yincheng looked at her, and his attitude finally became completely cold: "I think you should learn how to be a human being before you can produce a qualified manuscript." After speaking, he took his bag and coat and left.

When Wang Yincheng got off the elevator, he kept thinking about Ye Anning's question. The local newspaper he was in was actually very famous in the local area. Although it was very traditional, its sales had been very good.Wang Yincheng thinks that the boss of the newspaper is not an idiot, and he will not be so careless about feathers. Although the attention of the financial section is not as high as that of the entertainment section, the gold content is not covered. Ye Anning's character flaws are so obvious. After impeaching this Ye Anning, how could the boss put this kind of person on the financial section?

Because they are relatives...?

Wang Yincheng couldn't figure it out, but the boss must have his own reasons.

When the elevator stopped on the tenth floor, two women in business attire got on, and one of them laughed loudly at the woman next to him when he came in: "If Ye Xiaotian didn't take care of relatives back then, that woman would have Can you continue to hang out in our city H?"

Another woman looked around and stopped her: "Slow down, you are afraid that others will not know!!"

"Tch, are you afraid that others won't know if you do it? My cousin dares to report the scandal! During the internship, he was more ruthless than anyone else!"

……

Wang Yincheng went to the parking lot to pick up the car and was about to return it to Chen Jiao. When he called Chen Jiao, he said, "Come to XXX Kindergarten, this side of Fuxing Road, I'm right here, fuck it!" There was a sudden snarl on the other end of the phone.

Wang Yincheng frowned: "What's wrong?"

Chen Jiao sounded anxious: "My son was bullied at school. I just arrived...don't cry, don't cry." In the last few words, Chen Jiao's voice suddenly turned and softened a lot.

"Okay, got it."

The acquaintance of Wang Yincheng and Chen Jiao was very accidental.At that time, Chen Jiao and Wang Yincheng were still in City S, Wang Yincheng was freelance, and Chen Jiao was working as a chef in a restaurant.Ever since Wang Yincheng wrote his first novel in Literature City, Chen Jiao has been his loyal fan and even served as the administrator of his official website. Nor is it Wang Yincheng, he is Cheng Yin who writes novels.Later, the two gradually became acquainted in the circle, and they were in the same city again. Chen Jiao said, let’s come out and meet, and I’ll bring you something delicious. .

The two have known each other for many years from the Internet to reality.

As for how Chen Jiao came to H City and why he had a pink son for no reason, Wang Yincheng said that realistic art is always higher than life.

Wang Yincheng found the kindergarten by car, and when he parked the car at the door, he found that the door of the kindergarten was closed, and only a small side door was opened beside it.

The guard looked at Wang Yincheng's car and at Wang Yincheng himself, poked his head out from the reception room: "Which child are you the parent of?"

Wang Yincheng thought for a while, "The child was bullied at school."

Guard: "Oh, come in quickly, the beating was so fierce today that the teacher couldn't pull him away."

Wang Yincheng walked into the small door, called Chen Jiao, and asked where he was now.

Chen Jiao: "Go straight through the door and bypass the fountain for a building. There is a spiral staircase on the second floor."

Wang Yincheng walked in, and after going up to the second floor, he found several parents and children gathered in the lobby on the second floor, making a lot of noise, some children were crying, some teachers were constantly explaining and persuading, and some parents were cursing.

Wang Yincheng stood outside and looked around looking for people. Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist. A woman about 40 years old in a red dress said with emotion: "You are here, hurry up, your child broke his head. ! It's in the infirmary!" As he spoke, he grabbed Wang Yincheng and walked downstairs.

Wang Yincheng frowned, not understanding why the woman in front of him mistook someone, "Sorry, you mistook someone."

The woman frowned: "Stop joking! Liu Xu is in a terrible situation this time, and a large piece of his child's hair has been rubbed off. Hurry up, don't worry about it here, come with me!..."

As the woman spoke, she went to drag Wang Yincheng again. Suddenly, Chen Jiao intervened: "Master Fu, you have mistaken the person. He is my friend. He came to look for me. He has no children."

"Ah?" Director Fu was stunned for a while, unable to react for a while, looked at Chen Jiao and Wang Yincheng, she knew Chen Jiao, "Oh, sorry, sorry."