Zhang Moyan has always advocated not taking work, not performing, and not grabbing credit at work, but he will definitely do the work he is supposed to do conscientiously and well. Therefore, the "bodyguard who doesn't work" kind of free-wheeling persona really makes Zhang Moyan
Mo Yan was a little at a loss.
After breakfast, she wanted to help wash the dishes, and then Wang Ma said "no", she wanted to help the kitchen pick vegetables, and then Yao Ma said "no", she wanted to help Sun Li take care of the children, Sun Li said "yes"
"Nanny, no need." Finally, Uncle Chai saw that she was really at a loss, so he gave her a small kettle and asked her to water the flowers and plants in the house.
But let me ask, in a place where greening accounts for more than 40%, what use can a small kettle do?
But seeing Uncle Chai shooting at the flowers and trees with a high-pressure water gun while smiling kindly at her, she could only accept the old man's kindness.
The phone buzzed and vibrated. Zhang Moyan put down the kettle and took out the phone from her pocket. When she saw the name, it was her direct superior Li Tengfei, and she immediately glanced around nervously.
Although there was no one else around except Uncle Chai, she still did not answer the call immediately. Instead, she walked straight out and pressed the call button when she reached a relatively deserted small flower garden.
There was a deep smile in Li Tengfei's voice. He first cared about Zhang Moyan's health, exchanged a few normal greetings, and then got down to business and asked about the implementation of Xiao Xingyu's interview.
"Xiao Jin reported that Xiao Xingyu overturned your previous interview plan for him and said that he would recommend another interviewer to you. Do you know who this person is?"
Jin Xueyang mentioned this matter to Zhang Moyan on the phone last night. At this moment, she was holding the phone and flashing through her mind: Xiao Huai? Xiao Weizhou? Xiao Mumu? Zhou Xia?
She wasn't sure, so she had to say: "I'm sorry, editor-in-chief, Teacher Xiao hasn't revealed to me who he wants to recommend, and I haven't figured it out yet."
Gee, why does this kind of dialogue sound so much like playing "Insidious"?
Li Tengfei let out a disappointed "Oh", and then said with relief: "You have only been there for two days, and it is normal not to understand. I just want to ask out of concern and remind you to pay more attention to your surroundings."
"It's very rare that you can go to the Xiao family in Ruzhou this time. You must listen more, watch more and collect materials. Of course, my biggest wish is that you can do more ideological work for Xiao Xingyu by his side and make him agree.
Serve as the interviewee according to the previous idea. This is the most ideal result we want!"
How could Zhang Moyan not know the difference between whether the protagonist of the first issue of "Xinhuo" is Xiao Xingyu? But asking her to convince Xiao Xingyu... seems a bit difficult.
She couldn't be sure about that man.
And with Xiao Xingyu's independent style, she didn't think anyone could influence his decision.
Li Tengfei seemed to notice something from Zhang Moyan's silence, so he retreated and said, "In this case, if he really can't be the interviewee, wouldn't he agree to appear as a guest? Just dig out something about him.
These are two controversial topics, so if we focus on publicizing them later, it should have good results."
Zhang Moyan is not very good at guessing people's thoughts. Usually at times like this, she directly asks her superiors what they want to do.
"Editor-in-Chief, controversial topics...for example, which are the more controversial topics about Teacher Xiao?"
Li Tengfei pondered for a moment and thought: "This...for example, why did he retire from the porcelain world more than three years ago? I think this is something that the public wants to know. For example, has he re-researched the azure glaze?
We can also discuss this in depth."
Li Tengfei is indeed an old man, and he hit these two points so clearly that even Zhang Moyan's heart trembled after hearing this.
"But," she was a little embarrassed, "these two topics involve the inner world of the person involved. I think Teacher Xiao may not be willing to talk about it, especially the latter question, which seems to ask him to make a promise to the outside world. Would this be wrong?
A bit pushy?"
Li Tengfei on the other end of the phone was slightly surprised: "Xiao Zhang, you can't think about the problem from Xiao Xingyu's point of view! In a reporter's interview career, he often encounters situations where the interviewee does not cooperate in answering questions, which requires
We use professional questioning art and psychological control of interviewees to solve problems. What you are doing now is actually a kind of pre-interview warm-up, which is to break the psychological ice of the interviewee before the formal interview, so that he..." Zhang Moyan listened to Li Tengfei's earnest teachings. Although he knew that the other party was imparting valuable professional experience to him, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
This method is too cold. The established process and standardized processing are just like a doctor performing surgery.
Moreover, she believed that with Xiao Xingyu’s personality, even if she copied them all, it might not have any effect.
Xiao Xingyu, at first glance, is not a character who can be controlled!
She was no match for him at all. What kind of art and control? These words made her use them to treat Xiao Xingyu. Thinking about it, she felt that she was overestimating her abilities.
She doesn't want to either.
"Xiao Zhang, hello? Are you still listening? Hello, the signal is not good over there?" Li Tengfei asked on the phone.
Zhang Moyan's thoughts came back: "Oh, it seemed a bit intermittent just now. I understand what you mean, editor, and I will try my best, but... I don't think I can dig out much information about Teacher Xiao."
A way out must be left open. She never likes to take guarantees or promise others' hopes, because she doesn't like the feeling of not being able to pay when facing the ending.
Li Tengfei did not press hard, but was understanding and open-minded: "Relax, you are right, just do your best! The most important thing for us to do is to have a clear conscience."
With a clear conscience, Zhang Moyan took a breath, these four words were already as heavy as Mount Tai!
She kicked her toes, grabbed the phone and turned around. Suddenly she saw Zhou Xia walking towards her with a bag and a shopping bag.
Zhang Moyan was startled, said goodbye to Li Tengfei in a few words, and hung up the phone.
"Zhou Xia, when did you come?"
Zhang Moyan broke into a cold sweat and smiled. She probably didn't hear the conversation with Li Tengfei just now, right?
It’s terrible, how can I have a good job as a reporter and become like an underground worker!
"You just came? Wang Ma told me that she saw you coming this way, so I came to look for you!" Zhou Xia looked at Zhang Moyan slightly strangely. Her makeup today was as exquisite as Barbie, and she was wearing a bright yellow dress.
Dress, both elegant and flamboyant.
"What do you want from me?" Zhang Moyan asked.
Zhou Xia walked up briskly: "I saw that Brother Xingyu didn't take you to the company, so I was wondering if you were seriously injured yesterday. I came to see you and brought you some new clothes by the way!"
"My injury is fine," Zhang Moyan took a step back flattered, feeling slightly uneasy: "Why did you give me clothes again?"
"It's great if it's okay." Zhou Xia came around to look at her neck, and then put her arms around her, "I saw that you didn't even wear the clothes I gave you, so I thought how could I give you old clothes?"
!So last night I went to buy a few new ones in your size. I’m really sorry. You know, I failed to confess that day and I was so confused that I didn’t think carefully.”
Zhang Moyan was shocked. Zhou Xia's thoughtfulness really scared her.
I gave clothes to others, and they didn't appreciate it. I just didn't get angry. Now I bought new clothes and sent them to me, and I even apologized... Oh my god, Zhou Xia is really good at being a good person. Why is she so good at dealing with people when everyone is about the same age?<
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"Thank you. Actually, I don't need it. I have clothes."
"Which girl would dislike having too many clothes?" Zhou Xia pushed her out: "It's nothing. Don't be so showy. Let's go. Where is your room? Let's go try it!"
Zhang Moyan took Zhou Xia to the small building where he lived. The two went up the stairs. Zhou Xia asked hesitantly: "Do you live here?"
"Yeah..." Zhang Moyan walked in front and took out the key to open the door of the guest room.
Zhou Xia's smart eyes looked around: "Brother Xingyu, why are you allowed to live here?"
Zhang Moyan opened the door and asked Zhou Xia to come in. She thought that maybe the rich daughter thought her conditions were a bit shabby, so she said, "It's already very good here. It's much more refined than where I live in Shenhai."<
