After wearing the chronological control group

Monday, Seattle Magazine.

Everyone has long received the news from the president Xu Jiefang that the magazine will complete the handover today, so they should get to work early and don't let the new boss wait.

So even though everyone knew that the new boss was a good talker, Ye Weixie didn't neglect him at all. He arrived at the office early and wiped down the tables, chairs, benches, windows, etc., trying to build a good impression in front of the new boss.

So when Ye Weixie, Liang Hua, and Lawyer Li arrived at Xiya Magazine, they saw a magazine office that had been cleaned up.

Everyone's mental outlook is also very good, and there is no such depression as the magazine is about to disappear.

Presumably, after two issues of the journal, everyone has gradually read about the closure of the magazine, and they are no longer immersed in grief like Mrs. Xianglin.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is Liang Hualiang, deputy editor-in-chief, and this is Li Guoan, lawyer Li." Ye Weixie pointed to Liang Hua and Li Guoan beside him to introduce to everyone.

Afterwards, he introduced the employees of the magazine to the two, "This is editor Lu Zhong..."

After the introduction and greetings, more than ten minutes have passed, and finally the old president Xu Jiefang stood up and called everyone to the conference room.

Worried that there will be changes in the middle, Ye Weixie proposed a condition in exchange for the matter left by Xiya Magazine. He hasn't told everyone about it, so he has to find a way to implement it today.

Don't let anything happen.

Ye Weixie sat at the main seat, with Liang Hua on the left and Lawyer Li on the right.

He looked around and said, "Before we start, let me say one thing."

Everyone must be watching him, waiting for the next article.

Ye Weixie: "That is, I decided to continue running Xi Ya Magazine."

"Bangdang-"

As soon as the words of Ye Weixie's decision to leave Xiya Magazine behind, everyone present at the meeting, except Liang Hua and Lawyer Li, who had known for a long time, were all in a daze. Falling off, crooked crooked.

There was a burst of jingling and clanging.

Ye Weixie was a little amused for a moment, but he thought this group of people were cute.

Because of the change of location, if the magazine he has been in for more than ten or twenty years has clearly come to an end, but in the end he can continue to run it suddenly, the shock and recovery will probably make him lose control and lose his mind.

"real or fake?"

Lu Zhong confirmed with Ye Weixie in disbelief. It wasn't that he didn't trust Ye Weixie, but that the news was too shocking. He was afraid that he had heard it wrong.

Hearing his question, the others also turned their attention to the protagonist of the meeting—Ye Weixie.

A dozen or so eyes cast their gazes over, shining brightly like searchlights.

Ye Weixie smiled and said, "It's true."

!!!

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to the old president Xu Jiefang again. They were afraid that this was just an illusion, so they desperately wanted more affirmation.

And Xu Jiefang never thought that Ye Weixie would talk about it from the very beginning, he was extremely shocked, he really wanted to ask, isn't the other party worried that he can't do it, can't get the issue number?

But now seeing everyone cast their gazes over, he could only helplessly say, "What are you lying to? Do you have food?"

Well, with the familiar tone, everyone's hearts are finally at ease.

And when they thought of Xiya magazine being kept, everyone's eyes turned red.

They were all prepared to have no more Xiya magazines from now on, but they didn't expect that they would turn around in the end, just like swinging on a swing, ups and downs.

Knowing that everyone needs time to calm down, Ye Weixie was not in a hurry. He waited until everyone calmed down before he started talking.

"Although President Xu said it was unconditional when he sold the magazine, but since I agreed to keep your conditions at the beginning, I will naturally abide by them, so you can stay as long as you want."

"However, I have to talk about the premise first," Ye Weixie changed the subject, "that is, the magazine will be revised 100% later, which means that your job content or positions may be adjusted. As for how to adjust, It’s hard to say now.”

"If you can't accept it, you can also choose to leave the job. This is not a mandatory requirement."

As soon as Ye Weixi finished speaking, Lu Zhong raised his hand, "I'll stay."

Although he didn't come to Xiya as much as others, his feelings for Xiya are real, and he has worked with Ye Weixie for more than a month, so he knows Ye Weixie better than anyone else.

He felt that it would not be too bad to work under the other party's subordinates.

And he also wanted to watch Xi Ya go on, and also wanted to do his part.

As for the content of the job, just adjust it. Even if you go outside to find a job, it is impossible to find the exact same job as before, so it is better to be familiar with it.

Afterwards, proofreader He Lian and editor Li Wanqiu also expressed their willingness to stay, and their ideas were similar to Lu Zhong's.

Seeing this, the rest of them also made decisions to stay. Apart from wanting to see Xi Ya go on, they also knew that it would be difficult to go out and find a job according to their age.

So since Ye Weixie gave them a chance to choose, it's better to stay.

In the end, only the older Sun Xinghua was left.

Sun Xinghua was not in a hurry, after all, he had eaten more salt for a few years, so he naturally wanted to think a little deeper.

"I want to ask Xiaoye... Boss, how do you change the magazine? I'm getting old, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it and waste time." That's still a vegetarian meal for the corpse.

The others hadn't thought of this matter before, but now that Sun Xinghua said it, everyone's expressions became serious.

That's right, if they can't take on the new job, won't that add burden to Ye Weixie?

So everyone continued to look at Ye Weixie, wanting to hear the other party's explanation. If they really couldn't do the job, they would automatically resign, and they couldn't chill the hearts of good people.

Ye Weixie didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, but he felt a little warm in his heart.

People didn't take it for granted.

This is enough.

He said: "The job content adjustment I am talking about does not mean that editors should do finances, but that everyone used to mainly write manuscripts, but in the future, the focus will shift back to reviewing manuscripts and discovering high-quality authors."

Because this is the job of an editor.

Of course, you can’t blame everyone for this. It’s because the sales volume in Xiya was too low at the beginning, and the number of contributors was pitifully small, let alone usable manuscripts, so in the end, only the editors could upload them.

Otherwise, you can only open the empty window.

In this way, everyone will understand.

If you can write a manuscript, you will naturally know what is good about it, so you should be able to do it.

Sun Xinghua nodded, "Then I choose to stay." If he really can't do it, he can leave the job when the time comes.

The others also nodded.

"What about the president?" Suddenly someone asked.

As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and a dozen or so eyes all focused on Xu Jiefang.

That's right, how did they forget the president?

The other party is not like them, they are part-time workers, and they can stay if they sign a new contract. Selling Xiya Magazine means that Xu Jiefang will leave the magazine.

Xu Jiefang didn't expect the topic to turn to himself. He smiled and said, "I'm going home to drink tea and take a walk. It just so happens that I'll be rich after selling the magazine, so I can retire."

"President, how old are you? Take care of yourself." Lu Zhong blurted out.

Ye Weixie had already thought about Xu Jiefang's fate, so he said: "If the president doesn't mind, we have a new column that is very suitable for you."

! ! !This time Xu Jiefang was really shocked, "New column?" Is this what he meant to keep?

"Yes," Ye Weixie said with a smile, "I'll tell you the details later, you can read it before deciding to stay."

"No, no, no need to look." Xu Jiefang hurriedly said, "Just stay if you can."

Everyone laughed kindly when they heard the words.

Great, none of them have to leave.

Afterwards, Ye Weixie and Liang Hua chatted one-on-one, readjusted everyone's positions and work content, and signed a new labor contract.

And Xu Jiefang was very happy after reading the plan of the food column. He grew up in the Shanghai stock market, and there is no one who knows more about the food in the Shanghai market than him, so he patted his chest and promised that he would definitely be able to run the column well. .

That would be the best, Ye Weixie said in his heart.

Half a month later, the newly purchased small building was renovated, and the magazine office collectively moved to the new home, and the newly recruited employees also arrived one after another.

The first issue of the new magazine is finally on the agenda.

And Ye Weixie also gave the new magazine and the magazine a brand new name.

Xi Ya Magazine officially changed its name to Time Magazine, and Xi Ya Magazine became [Time · Xi Ya].

Old Seattle employees nearly wept with joy when the name was settled.

Ye Weixie also set the theme of Time·Sea's first issue as [Rebirth], which is not only the newborn of the magazine, but also the newborn of everyone, and it is also a big step for him, Ye Weixie, to realize his dream.

So everyone was trying their best to fire the first shot as if they had been shot with chicken blood.

Of course Ye Weixie is happy to see the results, so whenever he is free, he will go to the magazine office.

He even moved "Defying the Sky" to the magazine office to draw.

After he finished drawing on his side, he took the manuscript back to the studio to draw lines and paste dots, and there was no delay.

During this period, the first ten chapters of "Defying the Sky" and the first book were also released as scheduled.

As for the sales volume, they don't need to worry about it at all, because they ushered in the first reprint two weeks after the listing, and as the book was pushed to other cities, the sales volume was also rising steadily.

Both the studio and the publishing company were very happy, and there was a joint celebration banquet in the middle.

Yu Bing lamented how lucky he was to meet Ye Weixie at the beginning, and at the same time, he and Ye Weixie quickly finalized the release time of the second and third volumes of "Defying the Sky".

Everyone believes that with the first book as a base, the subsequent ones should not be too bad.

When the copyright fee came down, Ye Weixie made another donation to education and poverty alleviation.

The amount is not large, but it can be regarded as doing its part.

—

"Hello, Ye Weixie." Ye Weixie was busy with work, when he heard the phone ring, he picked it up.

The voice on the other side was a little heavy, "Hello, your boyfriend has been delivered to the door, please come and receive it."

"!" Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Weixie's eyes lit up, and his voice was full of joy, "Are you here?"

Yu Qinghe: "Yes."

Ye Weixie immediately said: "Then just wait for me, I'll come out right away."

The anxious tone pleased Yu Qinghe, and he laughed, "No rush, take it easy."

"Know it!"

But that being said, Ye Weixie still speeded up his packing.

Yu Qinghe's car was parked by the side of the road, and he ran over with a smile, but at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

Ye Weixie's pupils shrank.

"Bam—"

When Yu Qinghe realized something was wrong and ran down from the car, the person blocking the way had already been pinned to the ground by Ye Weixie's hands behind his back.

"Boss Ye, it's, it's me, Liu Jianshe." The restrained man turned his head vigorously and said.

Ye Weixie looked down, "Mr. Liu?"

"It's me." Liu Jianshe hurriedly said, "Misunderstanding, I just want to tell you something."

"..." Ye Weixie.

He let go of his hand, "Sorry, conditioned reflex."

Yu Qinghe silently retracted the raised foot.

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