Isn't it just paid news? This is the thing... I understand, buddy. This is not the first time Chen Taizhong has been interviewed. Last time he reported on laid-off female workers, he helped those reporters to get some advertisements and stuffed them with red envelopes.
, the effect is very good.
So, this time, I think there will be no exception, right?
Lei Lei was obviously startled by these words, and it took her a long time to react. She looked at him with a half-smile, "Your cosmetics... really no one can give them to you?"
"That's right," Chen Taizhong nodded, "Leilei, when you smile, can you stop being so exaggerated? Those two little tiger teeth of yours are not as pretty as you think!"
Chen Taizhong's sarcastic words were unusually powerful. After hearing these words, Lei Lei's smile immediately froze on her face. After a long time, she snorted coldly, "Chief Chen, how are my teeth?
So, it seems like you are not included in the interview, right?"
"Uh... I'm just joking," Chen Taizhong didn't expect that a casual remark to make the other party nervous could make the other party so nervous. He thought to himself that this woman was indeed unreasonable.
He couldn't tell, so he had to explain, "I mean... I think it looks good. Really, I really like it, but others may not. How can I say it? It's considered a deformity, right?"
You said I'm deformed? Lei Lei raised her hand and was so angry that she almost dropped the book on him. At this moment, in her eyes, this man was much more hateful and abominable. As for this man's past awe-inspiring righteousness,
The bright and heart-warming smile in front of her was no longer worthy of appreciation. Fortunately, at the next moment, she finally suppressed the impulse, holding the book in her hand, and without leaving a trace, she glanced at the hair hanging from her forehead.
Hair, "Haha. Just think it looks good to you... By the way, can you tell me about the oracle bone inscriptions you wrote? Are you a person who loves traditional Chinese culture?"
Chen Taizhong nodded loudly when he heard this question. He coughed slightly, but still stared at Lei Lei, "Then... I said reporter Lei, you haven't answered the question I asked you, you
I love people...very supportive of your work?"
"He is from the Provincial Economic and Trade Commission's office in Hong Kong and is rarely at home," Lei Lei replied lightly. "So, it doesn't matter whether I support him or not."
At this moment, it was Lei Lei who couldn't bear his gaze anymore. She couldn't help but droop her eyelids, wondering why this man looked at people like this. "Okay, it's your turn to speak."
"Well...actually, I met a mysterious old man. It happened not long after I fell off the cliff..." Chen Taizhong started to talk nonsense.
Lei Lei stared at him dumbfounded, forgetting to write with the pen in her hand. After a long time, she smiled bitterly, closed the book, and shook her head helplessly. "I said, forget it if you don't want to say it. You don't have to deceive people like this, right?"
"It's getting late," Chen Taizhong took out his phone and looked at it. "Here. Look, it's half past two. I have something else to do in the afternoon. How about I go get some cosmetics with me?"
Chen Taizhong was not very good at cosmetics, so when he opened the trunk, he stuffed some indiscriminately. However, even so, Lei Lei was startled by the dazzling array of boxes in half of his trunk, "Ah, so many?"
"It's not much. I've given it all to you." Chen Taizhong tilted his head and thought for a moment before closing the trunk lid again. "There are too many and it's hard to take. Let's go to the road and find a car. You can take it first."
How about taking these home and going to the airport?”
As he spoke, he opened the car door, looked at Lei Lei who was stunned there, and waved, "Get in the car..."
"I... it's a little strange," Lei Lei felt her throat was a little dry and couldn't swallow her saliva. She bared her little tiger teeth and smiled at him, "Who do you intend to give these things to Subo?"
"Public relations, I've given it to you now anyway," Chen Taizhong also smiled, "Haha, why are you scared? I told you, I'm giving it to you for your little fangs..."
"Then... you're fine now, won't it be over if you help me get him home?" Lei Lei looked at his bright smile, her heart warmed for a moment, and she looked at him angrily, "Send Buddha to the West, you
I do not know?"
"Okay, get in the car," Chen Taizhong curled his lips and smiled, "But you have to come back with me when the time comes. I'm not familiar with Subo's road..."
Leilei's home is in the dormitory of Tiannan Daily. Her father is the deputy secretary of the daily. He is a good master. The decoration in the house has a strong aroma of books. However, Chen Taizhong has no intention of appreciating these. "Why should I give them as gifts?"
Come to your parents’ house?”
Lei Lei's eyes were fixed on a small box. Damn it, what did this person bring? Hearing this, he raised his head in shock, but his face turned a little red, "I usually live here.
In my parents’ place.”
It turns out that the relationship between Lei Lei and her husband is not very good. Her personality is too independent, and her husband is an adult and takes little care of the family. Moreover, it is said that she has an ambiguous relationship with another female staff member of the Beijing Office.
However, both families are well-known people in Subo City, and divorce is impossible. Now the four-year-old child is watched by the two families in turns, one week with the grandparents, and the other week with the grandparents.
"I got married very early, and my child is already four years old," Chen Taizhong listened to her nagging while looking blankly out of the car, "No, I have to buy a map when I go back to the airport."
"Alas," Lei Lei didn't say anything when she heard this, she just sighed sadly...
After dropping off Lei Lei at the Huayuan Hotel and watching her take a taxi to leave, Chen Taizhong took out his cell phone, thought about it, and called Liao Hongzhi first, "Director Liao, are you okay now? I have something to trouble you with."
Liao Hongzhi had already picked up his friend and got the news that Ning Ruiyuan's flight was delayed again. He was chatting with his old friend in the hotel. Hearing his words, he answered happily, "Well, wait until I arrange my friend's arrangements."
Okay, let’s go to Jing’s hometown to find you, okay?”
Chen Taizhong thought about it, but there was nowhere to go at the moment. He called Xiaotian and asked them to wait at the airport at seven o'clock. He drove his car to Jing Yiyuan's home. Jing Tao went to class.
At Yiyuan's home, only he and his "young wife" in her early forties were at home, and there was also a nanny.
This time, Chen Taizhong suffered a lot. When the old man saw him coming, he asked the nanny to bring out a dozen soft slates, "Ha, Xiao Chen, hurry up, help me write two more words. It's best to finish the slate."
…”
"..." Chen Taizhong was speechless for a long time and sighed, "Mr. Jing, if you don't play like this, how many words do you think a young man like me can know?"
After all, he was eighty years old. Jing Yiyuan was not angry because he spoke so abruptly. He looked at him with a smile, "Then tell me, how many collections do you still have? I'll borrow them to take a look.
OK?"
"It's really gone. It was a mysterious old man who taught me." Chen Taizhong was definitely not telling the truth. Seeing Mr. Jing's eager look, he knew that if he didn't refuse, he would only write more and more words.
"Aren't you afraid that I will report you?" Jing Yiyuan's face tightened, as if he had turned against you and looked ruthless, and his voice was stern, "What you are hiding is a national first-class cultural relic, do you know that?"
"Haha," Chen Taizhong was amused by his behavior. You are so old, why are you pretending to be a gangster? The more he laughed, the more ridiculous he felt, and he couldn't help but cover his stomach, "Haha... Mr. Jing, hahaha..."
Jing Yiyuan originally looked at him with a sullen face, but as he laughed louder and louder, his laughter became more exaggerated, and finally when he burst into tears, the old man couldn't hold it in and laughed too, and coughed a little sarcastically, "
Well, I wasn’t harsh enough?”
"No," it took a long time for Chen Taizhong to stop laughing. He shook his head, "It turns out that what people call an old kid really does make sense."
"Oh, I know you have concerns." Although Jing Yiyuan has been practicing calligraphy for most of his life, but his age shows, of course he knows that Chen doesn't want to write. As for the reason why he doesn't want to write... that's hard to say.
Already.
"However, it is better for you to make some things public," he tried to change the method. "In this way, everyone will know that it is your stuff and they will not dare to take any chances with you. Do you know that three years ago,
Why did Liu Xiaodong from the Cultural Relics Bureau die..."
He used various methods in an endless stream, including coercion, inducement, coercion and inducement... However, Chen's character was not ordinary perseverance. Three hours passed, and Chen Taizhong could only reluctantly write two more words on the stone tablet.
Ken wrote more.
"No, I have to go," he stood up, but he was wondering why Liao Hongzhi hadn't come yet, "Grandpa Jing, I have guests who I have to pick up at the airport..."
"Hey, Xiao Ziling will be back soon." Jing Yiyuan couldn't stop him anymore, so he used another "beauty trick" and looked at him with deep meaning, "She likes what you gave her very much."
Where is that gauze scarf? I heard it costs more than a thousand?"
"Haha, the little girl is quite cute," Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded. "She's just a little taller. I happened to have a silk scarf on hand, so I gave it to her..." As he said this, he picked up the bag and turned around to leave.
, "Mr. Jing, I really can't delay any longer... Huh? When did Ziling come back? You... why are you looking at me like that?"
Jing Ziling's cheeks were bulging so high, and her two big eyes stared at him unblinkingly, as if a little moisture was coming out. It took her a long time before she nodded, "It seems like my neck is really long.