The girl who was persuaded was stunned for a moment, staring at Cheng Zitong's figure with a faint smile, "What do you think of that uncle?"
Fu Yuan'er was also stunned for a moment. The uncle in her mouth could not be Cheng Zitong.
The girls were quiet for a while, then suddenly became excited.
"Who is that uncle? Although he is not particularly handsome, he is very tasty."
"Yes, yes, it's much more pleasing to the eye than those young boys."
"Is he a relative of any of them?"
"I'll find out later if I ask."
It didn't take long for them to take a break, and the girls cheered and immediately gathered around the same person, Cheng Zi.
He was passing water, and he was passing towels.
Fu Yuan'er was a little confused. In the eyes of young girls, was Cheng Zitong so popular?
If she hadn't followed them from beginning to end, she would have really suspected that these girls were hired by Cheng Zitong.
Suddenly, Cheng Zitong looked up at her and motioned for her to come over.
She immediately felt the hostility directed at her from the girls.
She couldn't help pouting, Cheng Zitong must have done this on purpose.
She stood up and walked over, thinking of standing further away from him. Before she could stop, he had already stretched out his arms to pull her to her side.
"I want to drink Coke." He came over and said in her ear.
As soon as the girls looked at him, they knew that he had a master, and the expressions on their faces couldn't help but feel a little resentful.
Fu Yuan'er said in her heart that she was so bored and turned around and left the stadium.
There is a small shop just around the corner.
She bought a can of Coke and took it in her hand, but did not return to the court immediately.
What he needs is not Coke, he just wants to use her to send those girls away.
She walked along the path. The atmosphere in the school was completely different from that outside. There was silence in every corner.
She recalled that at school, she would sneak out of class a few minutes early every day just to wait for Ji Senzhuo in another teaching building.
I look forward to him going home with me after class, or going to the bookstore, eating snacks, playing games... you can do anything as long as you are with him.
However, in the end, he never did anything with her.
Sometimes she thinks about it, Ji Senzhuo is just a dream she had.
She was so lost in thought that she didn't expect someone at the corner and almost bumped into him.
When he looked up, he saw Cheng Zitong who was sweating profusely.
"It's hard to wait for your Coke," he said.
Fu Yuan'er was speechless and handed him the Coke. He really wanted to drink the Coke.
"What are you looking for?" he asked.
"I...I just suddenly forgot how to get back to the stadium." She lied.
You can't say that she's not interested in watching him play ball.
He turned and walked forward.
She followed him forward, but instead of going back to the stadium, she walked onto a trail.
This road is extremely narrow and can only accommodate one person walking along it.
She followed his footsteps, and the soft footsteps of two people sounded on the quiet road.
She couldn't help but feel confused in her heart. Where was he taking her and why was she following him obediently...
There were no answers to these questions. They had already crossed the path, exited the side door of the school, and arrived at the roadside.
At this time, Fu Yuan'er's phone rang, and it was the editor-in-chief calling.
"Reporter Fu, please come to the newspaper office immediately." The editor-in-chief's tone was more serious than ever.
"I'll give you twenty minutes," the editor added, and hung up the phone without hesitation.
Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips, she probably knew
Why is the editor angry? She needs to go back quickly.
"I want to report to the club, can you ask the driver to take you back?" She put down the phone and asked him.
Cheng Zitong said nothing.
Fu Yuan'er took it as his acquiescence, and just in time, a bus came from the bus stop next to it, going directly to the newspaper office.
She squeezed forward without saying a word.
She had already calculated in her mind that she didn't drive today and would have to wait a while for a taxi or subway, but the bus was the fastest.
But this bus was really crowded. She didn't move after getting on the bus and was blocked at the boarding area.
A tall man came up immediately behind her and squeezed in behind her.
Was this person too close to her? She could feel the temperature on his skin.
She wanted to get away, but there was really no place for her to move.
Gradually, she suddenly felt something was wrong. A familiar fragrance came faintly. It was somewhat similar to the fragrance on Cheng Zitong...
She turned around suddenly, and sure enough, what she saw was Cheng Zitong's face.
He was also looking at her, and there seemed to be a trace of anger in his handsome eyes...
"Why did you get in the car?" He was annoyed that she didn't notice him, but she really didn't expect it.
At this time, the car arrived at a stop and some passengers finally got off. Fu Yuan'er moved a little further into the car. Unexpectedly, more passengers got on immediately and squeezed him behind her.
"Hey!" The car started to move, but she lost her grip for a moment and her leg was hit by the edge of the seat.
He stretched out his hands to support the backrests of the two seats in front and behind him, encircling her in the middle.
No matter how hard I squeeze, I can't squeeze her.
She saw his intentions and didn't quite understand why he was so nice to her all of a sudden.
Maybe, when she turns her head now, she can get the answer from his eyes.
But she didn't think about it. She just thought that he might just stand in this position simply because it was easier for him to stand.
Finally, the bus arrived at the stop, and Fu Yuan'er and Cheng Zitong squeezed out of the bus again.
She turned her eyes and saw Cheng Zitong's face. She didn't dislike it, but she was a little unhappy. She lowered her head and fiddled with the wrinkles on her clothes seriously.
"Why did you follow me on the bus?" she asked again.
"I'm following you. Is there any problem?" he asked.
Hmm...it seems like there's nothing wrong with it.
"Don't follow me to the newspaper office. Just wait for me here." She confessed and turned around to go upstairs.
She took a special look when she entered the elevator, but this time she stood there honestly.
Maybe you've had enough of it just by rashly following the bus.
"You're finally here." As soon as she entered the office, her colleague Xiao Xiao grabbed her, pointed at the editor-in-chief's office and said, "The endocrine imbalance is severe today, please take it easy."
Fu Yuan'er gritted her teeth and entered the office.
With a "pop" sound, a paper manuscript was thrown in front of her.
"Fu Yuan'er, are these the results you handed in last month?" She looked at Fu Yuan'er with contempt.
What she took was last month’s sales results and newsletter clicks.
But she didn't say that Fu Yuan'er was assigned to cover entertainment news for almost 25 days last month, and only one major news item in the social section was covered, so there were no clicks.
Fu Yuan'er felt that the editor was deliberately trying to embarrass her.
"Editor-in-chief, am I responsible for the performance of the social section alone?" she asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I just want to ask, if I was responsible for it alone, I might adjust my working methods next month."
The editor-in-chief suddenly raised his tone: "Fu Yuan'er, are you challenging me?"
"Do you know that a newspaper is facing an acquisition, and the performance of the newspaper will directly determine the acquisition price. If you do this, you will not only destroy me, but also everyone's jobs." The editor started to lecture others.
Hearing this, Fu Yuan'er couldn't bear it anymore.
Talking about problems is okay, but moral kidnapping is not.
"Can one month's performance affect the purchase price of the entire newspaper?" She asked directly, "Editor-in-Chief, do you think you are a fool, or do you think I am a fool?"
"Fu Yuan'er!" The editor-in-chief glared.
Fu Yuan'er met her gaze without fear.
"Knock knock!" At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the editor's assistant cautiously put his head in, "Chief...Editor..."
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" the editor ordered.
"That... representative of the acquisition company is here."
The editor-in-chief was slightly stunned.
Fu Yuan'er ignored the editor and walked out of the office.
Returning to her work station, Fu Yuan'er sat down and fell into a daze unconsciously.
It's one thing to be anxious with the editor-in-chief, but the performance of the social section really needs to be figured out.
She has been doing this for many years and has become emotionally attached to it.
"Hey, did you see that, the representative of the acquisition company?" Xiaoxiao came to her side to gossip again.
Fu Yuan'er followed her gaze and saw a tall and thin man in a well-fitting suit that showed his professionalism and competence.
After taking one look at her, she looked away, making sure she didn't recognize him.
"Don't you think he's handsome?" Xiaoxiao said, "He can represent the company and negotiate acquisitions. He's not the second-in-command in the company, but he's also a senior-level person with an annual salary in several digits."
Fu Yuan'er was noncommittal, her mind was not on this at all.
"Hey, please give me a reference. You can't marry a rich man by yourself, you have to help your sisters as well." Xiaoxiao complained at her.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned and said, "Rich man, there is indeed a rich man waiting for her downstairs in the company."
She'd better go downstairs first.
When she came to the elevator, she was still thinking about how to improve the performance of the social sector.
"Fu Yuan'er, Fu Yuan'er..." At this time, the editor's assistant caught up and said breathlessly: "Don't leave yet, the editor is still looking for you."
Fu Yuan'er didn't want to go, "I already understand the central idea of the editor's training. There's no need to go there."
"It's the representative of the acquisition company who wants to see you." The assistant stamped his feet and said.
Fu Yuan'er was startled.
She followed the assistant back to the editor-in-chief's office.
The representative nodded slightly at her, "Is this Reporter Fu?"
Fu Yuan'er nodded.
"Please take a seat."
After sitting down, the representative continued to ask: "You are the chief reporter of the social news section. Do you have any ideas for the future development of the social section?"
Fu Yuan'er glanced at the editor-in-chief.
What does this mean? Even if she has an idea, she shouldn't ask her directly.
Between the chief editor and the editor-in-chief, which one doesn’t have more say than her?
"Miss Fu, you don't have to worry, just say it," the representative said.
The editor-in-chief said nothing, but his eyes were still contemptuous.
Didn't Fu Yuan'er want to say something just now? Now give her a chance to see what she can say.
Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips slightly, made a draft, and then began to say: "I will do more things around the people and what they care about most, so that the news on the social page will be as down-to-earth as possible."
"In addition, the social section should cover the entire society. I will also regularly make some breaking news to give readers a fresh feeling when reading the newspaper."
