Although Liu Yunsi really wanted to have a reunion dinner to celebrate her son's job, her two daughters were not interested in it, so the reunion dinner had to be left alone.

There is a reason why the two sisters don’t have much affection for Zhang Hehuan. Her mother Liu Yunsi is biased towards him. She has always been close to him since childhood. In order to have a good future, she doesn’t know how much money she spent on tutoring. Zhang Hehuan is not good at it. These three articles were also paid by her family with money.

Both sisters think that the family spent so much money to support a useless man. Zhang Heyue believes that if the family is half good to Zhang Hehuan, she will have hope of getting into the second-tier university. Besides, what is the best thing for an intern reporter from a county newspaper to celebrate?

It is only 70 kilometers from Pengcheng to Han County. Zhang Hehuan has no private car, so he can only take the intercity bus and go to CY Market to take the bus to Han County.

Zhang Hehuan has adapted to this ordinary urban life these days. Although he has no rich life, he has become more active than ever before. He strives for survival and wants to quickly improve his reputation and quietly set a small goal to earn at least 3.65 million yuan in a year, so that he can prolong his life year after year, and if he continues infinitely, he will live forever.

The car happened to pass by the door of the Han County newspaper. Zhang Hehuan asked the driver to help park the car and dragged his suitcase to the newspaper. After the guidance of the old man in the communication room, he successfully found the personnel department. Xu Changgen arranged for him to be an intern reporter at the advertising department. The internship period was six months, and the basic salary during the internship period was 1,200 yuan, and the royalties were calculated separately.

The newspaper has no dormitory to provide it, so he can only rent a house by himself. The newspaper can provide him with a monthly subsidy of 500 yuan, which was something Xu Changgen helped him.

Zhang Hehuan does not have too many requirements for salary. After all, he is just an intern reporter and his salary cannot be too high. In fact, it is no different if he gives him a monthly salary of 1,000 or 10,000 yuan. Anyway, it is all small money. What Zhang Hehuan really cares about is reputation value. Now he is a newspaper reporter. He must use his existing work platform to improve his reputation value as soon as possible.

He was so soft-hearted that Xu Changgen specially brought Zhang Hehuan to the advertising department and helped him popularize the structure of the newspaper. Although the county-level newspapers are small, they are all complete, including the news department, comment department, culture department, editorial department, distribution department, advertising department, communication department, printing department, new media and other departments.

The corresponding positions include editor-in-chief, text reporter, photojournalist, text editor, art editor, picture editor, proofreading, typeface, plus the employees of the technical department and administrative logistics. In addition, there are more than 50 people in the newspaper, which is similar to other public institutions, and most of them are idle.

Although there are many departments, the office locations are obviously insufficient. It is common for several departments to work in one office.

The advertising department that Zhang Hehuan was going to was in the same office as the news, comments and culture departments, which was a bit old and a little messy.

Xu Changgen introduced him to more than a dozen colleagues in the office, and everyone also applauded, but they were obviously not enthusiastic enough to the newcomer.

The advertising department only has an old editor named Zhou Guangsheng, and he took everything with him. Xu Changgen led Zhang Hehuan to him and introduced him to Zhang Hehuan: "This is your master."

Zhang Hehuan called Master respectfully.

Zhou Guangsheng said he didn't dare to be polite to Zhang Hehuan. He immediately assigned him a task to go to Zhangzhai Township tomorrow to interview Zhang Fugui, a large pig farmer, and took a few photos and took them back. On the surface, it seemed like a personal interview, but in fact it was a disguised advertisement, because Zhang Fugui paid 20,000 yuan in sponsorship fees for the newspaper. Thinking of the dirty and smelly pig farm, there were flies and mosquitoes everywhere in summer, Zhou Guangsheng was overwhelmed. Now that Zhang Hehuan is here, he just happened to hand over this matter to him.

Han Luyun from the News Department took the initiative to come up. She heard that Zhang Hehuan was going to Zhangzhai Township tomorrow. She happened to have a report about Colezhuang Primary School in Zhangzhai Township. The subject matter of left-behind children was written, but there were still a few photos. Since Zhang Hehuan was going to go there, let Zhang Hehuan help take a few photos and bring them back.

As a newcomer, Zhang Hehuan certainly would not refuse the requests from his seniors and agreed to them one by one.

If you want to be good at craftsmanship, you must first sharpen your tools. The equipment for the interview is still needed. Zhou Guangsheng provided him with a recorder, and Han Luyun asked the picture editor to borrow a Nikon D90 SLR.

Zhang Hehuan came on the first day and did not have a formal reporter certificate. However, there are temporary ones in the club. The biggest problem now is how to go. There are still more than twenty miles from the county town to the interview site, and he can't walk over with his legs.

This is the first time Zhang Hehuan has to think about such trivial matters in his life. In the end, Xu Changgen helped him solve the problem. There is currently a Zongshen motorcycle in the club. In the past, it was equipped for their club's famous reporter Chen Hailong. However, Chen Hailong was transferred to Pengcheng Daily last year, and the motorcycle has been left in the carport and is idle.

Zhang Hehuan can be said to be professional when playing motorcycles, but now he has no driver's license, which is not a big problem. As long as there is no accident in the village, no one will check the driver's license at all.

That night, Zhang Hehuan found a quick hotel near the newspaper. His poor salary was not enough for the accommodation fee, so he planned to stay for a few days first and slowly find a suitable house.

The next morning, Zhang Hehuan rode a motorcycle to the countryside for an interview. This was his first interview in his life, so he was a little excited. He navigated along his mobile phone and found a Fugui pig farm.

Zhang Fugui, the contractor of the pig farm, specially changed into a suit and tie, and stood at the gate in advance waiting. He thought it was Zhou Guangsheng coming, but unexpectedly, he changed to a young man and his face suddenly turned a little ugly.

Zhang Hehuan showed him the newspaper’s letter of introduction and reporter certificate.

"What? I've agreed that Director Zhou was here? Why did it be like you, a young man?"

Zhang Hehuan saw Zhang Fugui’s disdain for him and quickly explained that Director Zhou was sick. It was not that he cursed Zhou Guangsheng, so he had to find a reason.

Zhang Fugui nodded, but could only accept the reality. He walked with his hands behind his back and said to Zhang Hehuan, "I understand, you have given 20,000 yuan. Of course, you don't pay attention to it. My pig farm is advertising every year. If you do this, I will go to Pengcheng Daily next year, how much influence they have."

Zhang Hehuan thought to himself, how could he advertise a pig with the style of Pengcheng Daily? He smiled apologized: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I'm the same. News must keep a close eye on the trend of the times. This is also the intention of the society to send me, a young reporter, to come. What's more, both of you and I are surnamed Zhang, so we are still our own family."

There was still no smile on Zhang Fugui's face: "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Hehuan!" He also fought hard to earn this reputation, his voice was loud and full of energy. It was no exaggeration to say that he heard the three thousand pigs in the entire pig farm, and soon there was a message prompt.

Zhang Hehuan took it out and saw that his reputation value was +300. It seemed that the pigs were also spiritual. This trip was not in vain. I opened the door and saw the joy. I quietly converted it. Ten pigs could match the reputation value brought by one person. Oh, it's not bad!

Zhang Fugui said: "Hezi generation, we are really from our own family. Your father should be from his family."

Zhang Hehuan nodded.

"Your grandpa is from the rich generation!"

Zhang Hehuan suddenly remembered that his grandfather was called Zhang Fujiang. Damn it, but he was accidentally taken advantage of by the pig farmer. Zhang Hehuan laughed more and more happily, but he secretly called Zhang Fugui a dog.

Zhang Fugui patted his shoulder arrogantly: "It's really my family. I am your grandfather by seniority."

Zhang Hehuan knew that this grandson clearly showed his own advantage and was not a task. My eldest son Zhang would take care of you, a pig farmer. If it were the past, I insisted on letting you lose everything and kneel on the ground and crying and begging me to be my grandfather.

Zhang Hehuan took a few photos of Zhang Fugui, went to the pig farm to take a few close-ups of the pig, and asked Zhang Fugui to hug the piglet and take a few more photos. The large aperture made Zhang Fugui's ugly face blur, just to see if you are confused.

Zhang Hehuan is confident in her photography skills. In the past, she often took artistic photos for female celebrities. When she was young, she liked to collect stamps and take photos. She accidentally planted willows and became shade. She actually practiced a unique skill. Any shot was an artistic photo.

Zhang Hehuan also gave an interview to Zhang Fugui. This was his first interview and Zhang Fugui was interviewed for the first time. This guy can brag, from breeding to breeding, from breeding to slaughtering, and his voice was full of joy and emotion, as if he did it himself.

After Zhou Guangsheng wrote in advance, Zhang Hehuan had finished interviewing, and he asked another question: "Does your pig feed contain ractopamine?"

Zhang Fugui was stunned by his question: "What? Come on..." His name was too long, and he could not repeat it completely because he had not graduated from elementary school.

"Lectopamine! Clenbuterol!" Zhang Hehuan remembered that in 2011, the production and sale of lactopamine was strictly prohibited. Now it is 2011. Although it is a parallel world, I wonder if this paper ban will happen the same way.

Zhang Fugui suddenly realized: "Clenbuterol, no one uses this thing now. Pigs love to eat it very much. After being slaughtered, they have a lot of lean meat, taste fragrant, and have a good sales. It is different from the past. Life is better, no one needs fat meat to refine oil, and even sell meat to choose thinner ones."

He paused for a moment, looked at Zhang Hehuan with a smirk and said, "Go home and ask your grandpa, he must know."

Zhang Hehuan really couldn't stand the nouveau riche's face. Mary's next door took advantage of me. I'm proud. I'll see how many days you can get. I put away the recorder and asked to go to Zhang Fugui's warehouse to store feed to take a few pictures. Chunguang brand pig feed, the ingredients are printed with racdopamine.

Zhang Fugui thought he was helping him promote, and he met all his requirements for Zhang Hehuan. He also lacked respect for this young reporter. Zhang Hehuan was busy and he didn't even pour a glass of water. He would not leave him for lunch. After Zhang Hehuan's interview task was over, Zhang Fugui told him to write the report well and take photos of him and the pigs better.

Zhang Hehuan nodded repeatedly, and he must have photographed the pig as beautiful as him.

Zhang Hehuan did not forget the task assigned to him by Han Luyun. He rode a motorcycle to Coke Village. Because most young and middle-aged people went out to work, there were many left-behind children in the village, which caused a series of related problems.

The theme of Han Luyun’s report is to care for left-behind children, which is currently a very common social phenomenon in the rural areas of Pengcheng City.

Zhang Hehuan came to the entrance of Colezhuang Primary School. Because it was summer vacation, the primary school did not attend classes. The school gate was open and there were a few children inside playing on the rammed earth playground.

Zhang Hehuan saw that one of the short-haired little girls had black eyes and was inspired immediately. He remembered that Hope Project had a famous photo of a girl with big eyes. He searched online and found that there was no Hope Project in this parallel world, nor did the promotional photo of a girl with big eyes touching the soul.

This little girl looks very similar to the girl in the photo. Zhang Hehuan walked over and communicated with them, gave each child a bottle of green tea, and gave each child two extra packs of fish, successfully convinced the girl named Xiaoju to cooperate with the photo.

There are successful cases before, of course there is no need for too much creativity. Zhang Hehuan found a classroom and let Xiaoju lie on the torn desk in front of the window, hold a pencil, and take a few photos of her. Xiaoju was still very upset at first, but under Zhang Hehuan's training, she quickly found the most comfortable and natural state.

It took Zhang Hehuan only half an hour to take his ideal photos and looked at the preview. Cliff is a master of photography and he admires himself.

Half an hour before getting off work, Zhang Hehuan went to Zhou Guangsheng to serve in the office first. Zhou Guangsheng was playing free-standing in front of the computer and said absent-mindedly: "Let it go there, I'll sort it out when I go to work tomorrow."

"Teacher Zhou, I want to report something to you about the Fugui Pig Farm."

Zhou Guangsheng was having fun and was a little impatient: "Let's talk about it later, pour me a glass of water."

In the past, Zhang Hehuan had already opened employees with this kind of work attitude, but public units and private enterprises are different.

Zhang Hehuan had to go to Han Luyun to work first. When Han Luyun saw the photos he took, she immediately felt that the young man was extraordinary. She couldn't help but look at Zhang Hehuan more: "It's a good shot, I graduated from photography?"

"No, I learned broadcasting, photography is just a hobby."

"What do you like to shoot?"

"Human body!" Zhang Hehuan blurted out.

Han Luyun glanced at him and felt that these words seemed to be a bit harassing. She was in her early thirties and was at the stage when the old woman was still charming. The president praised her for her good figure. Could it be that this kid had some inappropriate thoughts about her.

Zhang Hehuan also realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the topic: "Teacher Han, are you okay seeing these photos I took?"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, you can go and get busy. I'll find you if you have something to do."
Chapter completed!