"Happy, beautiful!" Zhou Daoran looked at the computer screen in the editor-in-chief of "The Great Rivers and Lakes" and cheered, "I didn't expect this kid to be so hard."

The screen shows the post Liu Jingting just posted.

At this moment, the entire editorial department was filled with a strong sense of joy, and the editors were like whales that had been silent under the water for a long time. They were able to surface and breathe comfortably.

"Speaking of this, Mihu really has a solution." Tang Nan was tilting his head to talk to his colleague next door, "Blue and White Porcelain", but he heard an editor-in-chief say: "Look at the group."

Editor-in-Chief Zhou posted a screenshot in the group, which said: "Three, my personal opinion is that if a cultural product company wants to be invincible, it is the kingly way to produce good content. Smearing behind the scenes, conspiracies, and frame-ups are completely a waste of the foundation and not worth laughing at, and encouragement with you." This sentence is particularly well said, both encouragement with the opponent and we are also encouragement. This ancient medieval student is not simple to have such insights at a young age.

Everyone replied, yes.

Then the editor-in-chief said again: "Everyone will post his post, don't over-verbalize it, just say it's okay to suddenly realize it, and then call the waiter and ask him to come out and take the call."

"Okay editor-in-chief." Everyone lined up to agree.

Liu Jingting's post was topped half an hour after it was released. The following posts were so popular. Most of the comments were to help Gu Yongsheng summon "shop waiter". Everyone laughed and jokingly helped Gu Yongsheng lead a message: "Everyone said it was so anxious. Isn't the great waiter coming out to pick up customers?"

"House, Gu Yongsheng called you to come out and reply."

"I would like to ask for the time and place of writing on the spot. Even if there are thousands of miles of land, I would like to go to the scene in person to watch the glory, and I would like to ask the waiter to make it happen."

"Waiter, please take off your vest and show off your abdominal muscles, and fight!"

...

In addition to posting, this post was like a mother virus, and quickly spawned a series of posts. For a time, the homepage of the entire forum was occupied by the news of "Gu Yongsheng's invitation to fight for the waiter". The keen media then turned the point and made remarks supporting the writing on the spot, and asked the whistleblower to appear in their real name.

With this note alone, the situation immediately reversed, which shows that true awesomeness is based on strength.

Gu Yongsheng, who was trying to turn the tide, was eating ramen with his editor Mi Hu. Strangely, Mi Hu's face was not particularly good-looking. She said to the boy in front of her in an angry tone: "If you guessed wrong, I will definitely not let you go."

The boy curled his lips and smiled, saying, "You can do it my way and you will know what to do."

Mihu finished the meal in a depressed mood, then hurriedly said goodbye to Liu Jingting. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "You go to my house to get a computer and have a contract this weekend. I will treat you to dinner. I don't want to owe you a favor."

If Liu Jingting was really fourteen years old, he would definitely not be able to hear the meaning of this sentence, but Liu Jingting, who has the soul of a college student, could easily hear the girl's words. Looking at Mi Hu's back, he smiled silently.

When Mihu returned to the office, the editorial department stood up and gave him warm applause. The editor-in-chief poked half of his body out of the office and waved, "Mihu, come to my office."

Mi Hu smiled and thanked everyone. When he walked into the editor-in-chief's office, no one noticed the complicated look in her eyes, nor did anyone notice the complicated look in the other pair of eyes in the office.

However, another netizen speculated that this post that "The Great Jianghu" was hyping from time to time became popular for a while, but it did not cause a big stir.

The first rain in April came unexpectedly. Mihu stood in front of the large window with a glass of milk, looking down at the interlaced highway downstairs. She lived on the sixth floor, with a good view. The spring rain fell without any rush, like countless threads connecting the sky and the earth. The street lights in the rain seemed so dim and lonely. Mihu took a sip of milk, and suddenly the tender and green face appeared in her mind: "For you, thousands of times."

"What a little brat, saying such a messy thing." Mi Hu spat, but a strange feeling arose in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face. At this time, her cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Brother Nan..."

The first call was from Tang Nan. He expressed concern about the quarrel between him and the editor-in-chief today, and said that he would wait until the editor-in-chief relieves and join forces with other editors to plead for her. After hanging up Tang Nan's phone, Mihu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then several editors called, basically comforting and encouragement. Mihu's mood began to become more conflicted and complicated, and at the same time she was a little guilty.

"It's all his fault. What kind of bullshit leads snakes out of the hole? Where can there be snakes?" Mihu said to himself, and then his phone rang again.

"Editor Kuang," Mihu replied inertially, "I didn't expect you to call too."

"Yes, you are a key talent in our editorial department. If you suffer grievances, you will naturally have to come and care for it." Kuang Heng's voice came from the phone.

"Thank you."

"It's okay, why, I really decided to leave "The Great Rivers"?"

Mi Hu's heart moved, coughed, and said, "Brother Nan said he would join forces with you editors to plead for me, but I want to..." Mi Hu sighed at the right time and continued, "I think if the editor-in-chief does not change his attitude, I probably won't be able to go back."

"The editor-in-chief has always been very nice to you. This matter is not a big deal. If you lower your head and admit your mistake, we will have some potential for you. As for that Gu Yongsheng, giving up love is just, and you can't delay your future because of an author."

Mihu sat on the sofa, took a sofa cushion and hugged it in his arms, and said, "This is a matter of principle. He is conservative and stubborn, so it is difficult for magazines to get out of the predicament."

After a little silence, Kuang Heng sighed leisurely and said, "Yes..."

The next morning, the rain was clear, and the sun shone through the clouds, and the early office workers were walking in a hurry with bags and breakfast and soy milk. The bus stops were crowded with men and women waiting for the bus. The car owners would occasionally glance at the anxious people on the platform, and naturally felt a sense of superiority...

Kuang Heng entered the editor-in-chief of "The Great Rivers and Lakes" four years ago and witnessed the most glorious period of the magazine. Later, Xue Muliang and Han Shuo emerged and began to make magazines one after another. "The Great Rivers and Lakes" began to decline in competition. However, Han Shuo had some trouble with his investment boss for some reason. The magazine only made two issues and announced that it would be suspended indefinitely. Xue Muliang's "Ding Novel" rose rapidly.

After several personnel changes, a new group of young editors such as Kuang Heng were promoted to editor-in-chief.

Kuang Heng was in a good mood today. He had to look forward to what he had planned for a long time, and he had unexpected gains. When he left after breakfast, he was full of spring breeze.
Chapter completed!