Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

Lin Fan flipped through the information in his hand: "Zhizhi went to kindergarten?"

"En." Jiang Qingyan nodded, propped her chin with one hand, raised the coffee cup with the other, and took a sip.

Lin Fan drank coffee like water, and she joked that the blood flowing in her veins was brown, so the coffee here was excellent.

Freshly ground coffee beans and an expensive coffee machine are many times better than a certain father who is as light as water.

On weekdays, Jiang Qingyan is reluctant to part with such petty bourgeois consumption, but when talking about work, it is only natural to have a cup or two of coffee.

Jiang Qingyan was a little unsatisfied: "The coffee beans are a little sour this time?"

Lin Fan didn't raise his head: "It's good to eat for free."

Jiang Qingyan then smiled: "What? Does your family stop bringing you coffee beans?"

Lin Fan raised his face, his face was a little exciting, she finally put down the documents in her hand, and looked at Jiang Qingyan with a playful face.

"I said, let you study a little psychology, let you study a little scouting, it is to make you work better, not to—"

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows: "Pick the leader."

Jiang Qingyan raised her hands in surrender: "I was just testing before, but now I'm 90.00% sure - after all, people only go to war like this when they care about things..."

"Jiang Qingyan!" Lin Fan rolled up the documents in his hand and hung them on Jiang Qingyan's forehead, "It's not big or small!"

The information that was slapped on her forehead was handed over to her: "Let's have a look, your new mission."

Jiang Qingyan rubbed her forehead: "If you want to send me a job, just send me a job, and you have to pave the way like this? It seems that this task is another fake form. Theism?"

Jiang Qingyan is quite strange.

When people are journalists, they like praise-style publicity and praises the most.Not only is the article easy to write, it can be posted immediately after writing, and there is also extra money to receive it.

This is an uncommon rule in the industry.Publicity for some big companies and organizations is half report and half advertisement. The host is polite, the hospitality is thoughtful, and the red envelopes for traveling expenses after the event are huge, which is the most affordable.

How many people are scrambling to pick a "fat job".

But Jiang Qingyan just didn't like it.

She would rather go thankless to report those unknown hidden corners——

Those scars and filth that are hidden in the corners of the city, don't want people to see, don't want people to touch.

Jiang Qingyan had a strange idea. She said: To be a news media, you should also have the pride and persistence of a journalist.Otherwise, why bother to be a reporter? Wouldn't it be better to be an idol drama screenwriter?

Bad money drives out good money since ancient times.

Jiang Qingyan's unrealistic sense of justice has attracted the sneer of many people, and there are many people who are waiting to see the good show.

Everyone is waiting to see, this "principled" "proud" girl, the so-called perseverance is her means of fighting for position?

Or her true nature?If petty profits can't make her succumb, what about the overwhelming wealth?Can you buy Jiang Qingyan's flattery?

Or, if riches and honor cannot be promiscuous, can mighty be subdued?Can poverty be moved?When will she disappear from the crowd?

There are many, like the editor-in-chief of "Phoenix Entertainment" downstairs, who used different methods to ridicule Lin Fan: "I have raised a Bodhisattva."

It's not that Jiang Qingyan doesn't know this. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. In the past, the small eight-person dormitory was a rivers and lakes. The "Phoenix" magazine, which is a leader in the industry, is also undercurrents.

However, you can’t be willing to be a “bad coin” because bad money drives out good money, right?

But it's not that no one appreciates her.

Back then, Jiang Qingyan wasn't even an official employee of Phoenix, but her years-long follow-up report on a certain homeless group caught Lin Fan's attention.

Lin Fan liked this girl with problems very much. He not only hired this young woman with no academic qualifications, but even ignored the opinions of the public and entrusted her with a heavy responsibility.

Jiang Qingyan was not grateful for this.

She lowered her eyelids: "Since it is a task issued by Editor-in-Chief Lin, I still have to work hard to complete it. Let me see what the subject is—"

The more she looked, the more energetic Jiang Qingyan became, and her somewhat casual posture straightened without knowing it.

What coffee didn't achieve, this material did.

Jiang Qingyan leaned forward and tapped her knuckles rhythmically on the table: "You really want me to follow up and report on this topic? Are you really, really, really..."

After saying it three times, I was so excited that I couldn't speak coherently: "You are so kind!"

This made Lin Fan a little surprised: "Don't you think it's a task of singing praises?" She was a little curious about Jiang Qingyan's thoughts.

The topic this time is to report on the city's anti-drug police. It takes three months to complete a semi-public report that cannot be named.

Lin Fan was a little surprised that Jiang Qingyan didn't like to sing praises the least, not only for big companies, but also for the propaganda and reports of certain government agencies and departments, Jiang Qingyan was even more like a snake.

She once rejected the positive publicity of three departments in a row calling for her to write an article. The magazine's executives refused to step down and even threatened to fire her.

But Jiang Qingyan went her own way, and even pulled the trigger: "If I was fired because of this, Phoenix would be nothing more than that, maybe not as good as a chicken."

The topic changed: "So, the reason why Phoenix is ​​Phoenix is ​​that we enjoy full freedom of speech and the responsibility of news supervision-professional matters are left to professional people. I think the organization's publicity will be happy to write such articles..."

A crisis disappeared without a trace.

Lin Fan clapped his hands in praise, and said that he had never seen such an interesting thing in recent years, and he did not have such a witty soul.

So this time, whether Lin Fan gave Jiang Qingyan this task.After all, this is not a free-for-all, pros and cons debate.

This is a very serious and serious news report.

But I couldn't find anyone more suitable.

——The difficulty is too great.

The senior journalists of the magazine are not willing to endure this hardship and make such a head;

Those who are younger are afraid that they will not be able to control the subject matter, but will be led by the nose by public opinion.

More importantly, the topic is sensitive——

The work of the anti-narcotics police is unknown, and this report needs to disclose details of their work and life;

However, the work of the anti-drug police must be kept strictly confidential, and cannot involve any secrets in the work, and cannot even disclose any relevant personnel information.

How to say?They are a group of unsung heroes who cannot show their faces in life and cannot erect monuments after death.

Just like the clips in the movie "Operation Mekong", monuments can only be erected for the police dogs who died in the line of duty, and those police comrades, even if they died, can only record one item in their personal lives and archives: martyrs.

In life they were lonely guardians of justice, and after death they were nameless heroic souls on the battlefield.

It cannot be disclosed and not recognized, but it has never neglected to perform its duties and has no dissatisfaction.

Jiang Qingyan held the documents in her hand, her eyes were a little red.

"How can this be a eulogy?" She murmured and asked, "This is a true report."

Lin Fan sighed inaudibly: "I want to do a special feature, and I plan to use three to five issues to follow up the report. But-it is very difficult to pass the review. What I need is not superficial and fragmented reports, but A comprehensive, holistic thing that can reflect the working status of this group and some new trends of the times—can you understand?”

When it comes to work, the two working women are serious and serious.On the standing whiteboard, I began to draw line graphs to sort out knowledge points.

Jiang Qingyan couldn't help nodding, she could understand the key points that Lin Fan emphasized: "Leave it to me, I am willing."

Lin Fan also nodded, of course she believed in Jiang Qingyan's professional ability.

"It's just that the time span is long, as short as two months, as long as three months, and it will take a while to take care of Zhizhi."

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Jiang Dongping turned over and wanted to get up.

Fang Yiting grabbed him from behind with a lazy and hoarse voice.

"Sneaky, why go?"

Jiang Dongping didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Who sneaked around?"

Fang Yiting got up, regardless of the slipping of the thin quilt, and the slight chill on her shoulders.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on violently.

If the air-conditioning is not violent, it is easy to sweat too much.

People can't drink too much water at one time, because the water in the body is constant, too... easy to get dehydrated and get sick.

Fang Yiting felt that her throat was uncomfortable, so she reached out to take the mineral water on the bedside, twisted it first, but without unscrewing it, she handed the mineral water to Jiang Dongping.

"I want to drink."

"Yes, miss." Jiang Dongping opened the mineral water in good temper and handed it to Fang Yiting.

Fang Yiting gulped down several times, probably because she drank too much, and finally choked and coughed continuously.

Jiang Dongping patted her on the back helplessly, and muttered softly, "I'm already old, and I can't take care of myself..."

"Who is old? Are you disliking me for being old?"

Fang Yiting couldn't believe it, her figure, her appearance, her skin, her waist!

How dare she? !

"Yes, yes, a 43-year-old girl." Jiang Dongping suppressed a smile, and took a big sip of the mineral water that Fang Yiting drank.

The two of them have been trapped in this huge and luxurious room for two days and nights.

A day in the middle of the cave is a thousand years in the world.If it weren't for the reminder from the mobile phone, Jiang Dongping almost doubted that he would die of old age in this room.

"Miss, I'm going to take a leave of absence." She continued to say with a smile.

"Where are you going?" Fang Yiting felt that Jiang Dongping's words were teasing herself.

She was a little bit ashamed yesterday, she managed to meet Jiang Dongping, and on some occasions, she couldn't hold back and confessed all the things that were kept under wraps and couldn't be disclosed to the other party?

For example, that 43-year-old girl—how could she disclose her age to Jiang Dongping?

Jiang Dongping is two years younger than her, Fang Yiting is very concerned about this fact.

Apart from the fact that your lover is smaller than you, what you care about is getting older and getting older.

It's not that Fang Yiting lacks self-confidence, nor does she feel sorry for herself.

It's just that Fang Yiting is the timeless youth, the pink lady is the 38-year-old Fang Yiting, and the charming is the 38-year-old Fang Yiting.

Now—Fang Yiting is a little unwilling.

What she is unwilling to meet is not meeting her at the best age, not showing her perfect side to the most important person.

It's why we are sad, because we are unwilling.

This is true of women, especially of women in love.The more you love, the more you care.

Fang Yiting was ashamed to show this kind of mentality of a little girl, so she had to use excuses to take advantage of Qiao, looking for trivial things to get angry.

"You're going to leave just after you come back? Disappear? How many years and months? It's a good idea! I'll break your limbs and trap you to death in the room."

Half-truth, half-truth, I was really angry when I said it.

The more she wanted to leave, the more she refused to let her go easily.

Unless she can tell why—

It's not okay to say why!She has sacrificed for "them" for three years.Who are they?Naturally, those two incompetent children.

Three years, for Fang Yi and Jiang Qingyan, it was just three short years.

For Fang Yiting, it was an extremely precious three years of youth.

Jiang Dongping checked the time on his phone again, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Good." She stroked Fang Yiting's hair, which was as soft as her heart.

"Then you drive me there, the time is very tight. In the current school, you can only wait in advance, and you can't let the teacher wait for you..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Zhizhi: Hey, Aping, who is this beautiful sister?

Jiang Dongping: It's Tingting.

Zhizhi: Can I call you sister Tingting?

Jiang Dongping: ...

Fang Yiting: Are you surprised?Surprised or not?It was the branch I saw first!

Fang Yi: ...