Ji Ruoxi, who didn't have an appointment with Mu Tian for dinner, was a little disappointed.
She finished writing a manuscript and gave it to Lao Qiang for review. She returned to her desk and opened the duck gizzard rice from Si Fangzhai, her favorite in the past, that the handyman Lao Zhang had called for her, but she had no appetite at this time.
nor.
The color of the rice was still the same, with emerald green onions, snow-white rice, oily sauce, and red duck gizzards, but she just couldn't feel the aroma and taste of the past. She looked at the rice intently for a while, and suddenly inserted her chopsticks into the rice.
She went to the hospital, randomly picked out a newspaper and started reading it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the previous special issue, which happened to be the issue of Mu Tian. She balled up the newspaper and threw it into the wastebasket, suppressing her breathing.
The phone on the table rang, and it was a powerful person asking her to come over.
The trial is over so quickly? I haven’t eaten yet.
When she knocked on the door and went in, the old man was leaning on his chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. He was not reading the manuscript at all. No matter what manuscript it was, he was not reading it. But her manuscript was in front of him.
"Have you finished the trial?" Ji Ruoxi sat quietly at her desk and asked quietly.
"Um."
Li Zhongtian still squinted his eyes and squeezed out a word with a tight throat.
"Then you come to me..."
"You can go back. You don't have to go to the inspection today."
"Why? What about my manuscript?" Ji Ruoxi was a little surprised and asked continuously.
"You have two questions. I am old and I will answer you one by one. Let me tell you why first. I received a phone call just now, saying that your internship period is over and you will go back to school today to continue your studies." Li Zhongtian stood up from the back of his chair.
He stood up straight, leaned towards Ji Ruoxi, and said emphatically, "That's it."
Ji Ruoxi looked at Li Zhongtian with a non-negotiable expression, "I know what's going on. Okay."
"Okay, this is the first thing I've been notified of. As for the manuscript, I only reviewed the title, which is quite eye-catching, 'The boss was rejected for his job'. It's very good, very positive, and very inspiring. However,
Before I read the text, the phone call came. I finished speaking a few seconds before I called you. You should know who called. The manuscript will not be published. There are many reasons, and the conclusion is very simple. It will not be published.
Now you know."
"What did he tell you? What's the reason for not posting?" Ji Ruoxi stood up, looking like he was asking for guilt.
"Sit down, Miss. Don't bring harm to Chi Yu. Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."
Ji Ruoxi sat down and said, "It's Capital's rhetoric again, isn't it?"
Li Zhongtian said helplessly, "Don't you understand this very well? Qiao Shikuan is the boss of Shanghai Bund Department Store. He is one of the richest people in Shanghai who can't be counted with five fingers. He wants to recognize a poor boy who has been separated for twenty years.
He came back to be a son, but was rejected. How could Qiao Shikuan be so embarrassed when your report came out? He is the biggest advertiser of our newspaper."
Ji Ruoxi ignored Li Zhongtian's preaching, "Don't you think this is a good story with positive energy and inspiration?"
"On the surface it seems so, but it doesn't conform to the underlying logic."
"Underlying logic?"
"Yes, think about it, if Qiao Shikuan published in the newspaper that he wanted to have a son, do you know how many people would rush to Qiao's mansion in Shanghai right now, begging for mercy? The underlying logic is that everyone hopes that they will have a son.
"I was born with a silver spoon. If I don't have one, I hope someone will give me one!" Li Zhongtian danced and almost jumped up from his chair.
"Mutian is different."
"What's the difference? I know you want to say that he is a self-reliant, self-reliant, hardworking and independent person. But have you ever thought that he might just refuse at that moment because some issues have not been resolved?
?I thought twice about it after two days, and accepted it again, and I might have made it onto the Rich List overnight."
"Are you sure you're not joking?" Ji Ruoxi looked serious.
"I don't have that skill!" Li Zhongtian waved his hand vigorously, "In this era of endless chaos, people can't see the hope of hard work. The solidified strata are stacking downwards, and the ceiling is getting lower and lower. One day,
Everyone will be out of breath." He dropped the brush in his hand on the table and let the ink splash everywhere, "Do you think Mu Tian will be spared?"
Ji Ruoxi looked at Li Zhongtian, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Don't believe that 'I have no control over my destiny.' That's just a slogan. Those who teach you to shout this slogan are the ones waiting to cut your leeks. When the sky falls, the first people to be crushed to death are those who believe in these slogans.
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"Old awesome, you understand so well, then why do you still support me, from the initial account to the last detective story about Mutian's packaging?" Ji Ruoxi asked, probably after hearing some of Li Zhongtian's words.
"Times are also changing. When he was first released, the attitude of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, the mood of the people, especially the tendencies of the businessmen, all created the situation at that time, including his final sentence of three months of hard labor. They were all behind this.
The result of the struggle between various forces. If you win, someone lets you win. Do you think it is Mu Tian’s efforts that have won this result? No, it is this result that created Mu Tian’s result! Our extra number, and what’s next
The newspaper sells very well. As for using detective stories to package Mu Tian, it is even more harmless. I have discussed this issue with your father. These stories have no policy risks. As long as they do not overly publicize the details and create copycats, it seems that every
Each one is a bloody story, and more importantly, for him, all the cases he will handle in the future will be romantic cases, which will be very eye-catching and attract a large number of readers to the newspaper. Do you know the composition of our readers? There are 100%
Twenty was attracted by Xia Qiuyan's serialized novels. The world is like this, you can only watch the country's generals fail, and there is nothing you can do. More importantly, what can you do?"
"You are really awesome, at least better than my dad,"
"how you said that?"
"If you see it, don't say it."
"Don't flatter me. He is better than me. He is paid, and I am paid. They are not the same."
"Then you don't want to."
"Oh, you girl is interesting. What do I wish for, and why do I wish for it? Ha, it seems that the advice I gave your dad is right."
"Suggestion, what advice would you give him?"
"To be honest, I didn't let you supervise the printing, because when you get to the printing factory, there is a high possibility that you will change the manuscript without permission."
Ji Ruoxi took a breath of cold air, stood up suddenly, and stretched out her hand towards Li Zhongtian.
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"I've seen her, but I haven't spoken to her." Yingzi said calmly, "When you guys are drinking, do you all talk about girls?"
Hu Ti glanced at Mu Tian, blinked and said with a smile: "When we are not drinking, the girls are usually the ones talking."
Yingzi suddenly took a breath, then exhaled helplessly, and said softly: "It's boring."
But Hu Ti still heard it, maybe Yingzi let him hear it.
"Why is this boring? Aren't we guys the ones you girls are talking about together?"
"Yes. But I'm afraid you won't be included among the boys who are talking about it." Yingzi was proud of her wit and laughed.
Mu Tian also smiled, "I've just met you. I think you two are enemies. It's getting late, so go to bed. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow. Good night."
After he finished speaking, he got off the wall and walked towards the pavilion.
Yingzi was stunned for a moment and hurried to Mu Tian, "Wait a minute, I'll go down first, how else can you close the door?"
Mu Tian slowed down a bit, turned around and shrugged at Hu Ti, who was cleaning up, and smiled.
"Aren't you coming to help me?" Hu Ti asked with a smile.
"Drink or clean up?"
Hu Ti said nothing, picked up the jar, shook it, and pointed at the jar with his other finger.
Mu Tian smiled, glanced inside the pavilion, then turned and walked towards Hu Ti.