The general attack is coming: the difficult editor-in-chief is online

Lin Yufeng never felt that he was as smart as he is now, and could guess what Shen Nanyan was thinking.

"Yes, it's him."

Lin Yufeng paused, and then suddenly asked, "You said he was a writer?"

"Really, why do I not believe this sentence so much?"

Lin Yufeng always felt that something was weird, maybe Shen Nanyan made up a random reason to perfuse him.

"Well, I'm sure he should be a writer, and his writing skills are also good. I think that talents like this should be absorbed, don't you?"

After Shen Nanyan signed the last name, he leaned back on the chair, and his faint eyes swept over Lin Yufeng.

"You just said, will you help me or not?"

Lin Yufeng sat on the sofa next to him, lowered his head and thought carefully for a while, and then said, "Is that good for me?"

"If someone signs it, I'll give you a raise."

Shen Nanyan's words seemed plain, and Lin Yufeng seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Success, leave everything to me. I'll tell you after I find out the information. As for the rest, I'll leave it to you to discuss."

Lin Yufeng didn't care so much about nothing, he had to intervene in everything, and if he was willing to help check the information, he was already Amitabha.

It's still for the sake of a salary increase. You know, Shen Nanyan has been the editor-in-chief for so many years, and it is even more difficult to ask him to ask for a salary increase.

Shen Nanyan is extremely harsh, and he is very strict with everything.

In his eyes, there is no best, only better.

"After signing over, you can get in touch with him. He is a very interesting person."

Shen Nanyan's impression of Ji Chenfeng is actually not bad.

Except for the fact that he didn't care about getting along with girls, he was quite satisfied in other aspects.

"I don't care about your hobbies. Looking at the photos of other women's clothing, I really don't know what you think."

Whenever he recalled that time, Lin Yufeng felt that his IQ was insulted.

"That's because you work a lot on weekdays, and you don't have time to care about other things at all. I'm different from you, and my fun is different from yours."

Shen Nanyan threw a document to Lin Yufeng in the air, and the writer's welfare after that will be implemented according to this system.

"Those who can do more work, you and I should understand this truth. So I re-planned it, and in the future, we will follow this."

In order to formulate such a system, Shen Nanyan didn't sleep well for several days.

The interests of the company should be put first, but the physical and mental health of its writers should also be paid attention to.

"I really don't understand. Isn't the previous one pretty good? Why do you have to spend so much effort to get it all over again?"

It wasn't the first time Lin Yufeng saw Shen Nanyan like this, but he still felt a little strange.

The way he worked seriously made Lin Yufeng feel that he was out of tune with this world.

"Forget it, I don't care about you. Do whatever you like. I'm just an errand runner. I won't interfere with your affairs."

After Lin Yufeng finished speaking, he turned around and went out with the document.

Sure enough, he was still not suitable for this place, the atmosphere was too weird.

Even he couldn't accept it.

Shen Nanyan looked at Lin Yufeng who had already left, and curled his lips.