"...It is very dangerous for you to randomly fabricate interview transcripts in order to complete your task. Lao Ji, you are also an old reporter. You have been in this industry for seven years... How could you make such a mistake...
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Editor Wang is still giving "heartbreaking" education, or in other words, teaching Ji Leng a lesson.
But Ji Leng didn't listen to a word, he had already made his decision.
So he took two steps forward and picked up the interview manuscript he had worked so hard to write from the editor's desk.
Editor Wang did not expect Ji Leng to come so suddenly.
He was startled.
"You, what are you doing?"
"I'll give it to Mr. Zhu directly." Ji Leng said calmly.
Mr. Zhu is the editor-in-chief and deputy president of the entire newspaper. He is a leader like Editor-in-Chief Wang.
"Stop messing around. Are you going to give such a fake thing to Mr. Zhu?"
"Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll know when you give it to me."
Editor Wang snorted: "Don't go either, I'll call Mr. Zhu!" After saying that, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number of the editor-in-chief's office.
"Hey, is it Mr. Zhu? Hey, I'm Xiao Wang..." Editor Wang, who was so arrogant in front of Ji Leng, seemed very humble when facing Mr. Zhu. He even called himself "Xiao Wang"
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Ji Leng curled his lips next to him.
Editor Wang briefly discussed the matter on the phone, and of course he did not hesitate to speak ill of Ji Leng.
Ji Leng didn't stop him, he was confident.
In fact, even if it was not about this manuscript, he would still go to Mr. Zhu because he has another task on his shoulders.
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Soon, Mr. Zhu opened the office door and walked in. When the door was pushed open, Ji Leng saw a group of his colleagues surrounding him outside, and they were all looking in.
Apparently the quarrel in the room aroused their curiosity.
After Mr. Zhu arrived, some people even looked at him with sympathy, while others looked at him with gloating eyes.
Looking at the latter's eyes, Ji Leng thought of Chang Sheng's words to him.
Why insist on being the liaison officer instead of trusting his colleagues?
It seems that Chang Sheng knows his colleagues better than he does...
In fact, Ji Leng didn't even know why some people would hate him because he was so low-key.
Maybe being low-key is also a sin. In the eyes of high-profile people, low-key people will appear to be too frivolous. They may even imagine that low-key people are watching their performances with cold eyes and despise them in their hearts.
In short, if someone wants to hate you, they will hate you no matter what you do.
It has nothing to do with journalists’ professional ethics, but everything to do with human nature.
The office door was quickly closed, blocking out the complicated eyes outside.
Now there are only Ji Leng, Editor Wang, Mr. Zhu, and the sports editor who came with Mr. Zhu in the office.
Mr. Zhu looked at Ji Leng, the sports editor looked at Ji Leng, and Editor Wang also looked at Ji Leng. Ji Leng looked at Mr. Zhu.
Editor Wang's eyes conveyed the meaning of "You are dead".
Ji Leng handed the thing in his hand to Mr. Zhu: "This is what I brought back from Valencia. It is an exclusive interview with Chang Sheng. Please take a look at it, Mr. Zhu."
Mr. Zhu picked it up, glanced at it, and then handed it to the editor-in-chief of the sports department. After receiving the manuscript, the editor-in-chief of the sports department lowered his head and read it carefully.
Mr. Zhu turned to Ji Leng and asked, "Do you have anything to say about Editor Wang's reaction?"
Editor Wang next to him sneered silently.
Ji Leng shook his head: "He is lying. There is nothing wrong with my interview."
"Evidence, show me evidence. Let me tell you first, showing a photo with Chang Sheng is not evidence!" Editor Wang shouted from the side.
Mr. Zhu just looked at Ji Leng.
Ji Leng said: "I brought back another news. Mr. Zhu Changsheng intends to cooperate with our media. He hopes that we can become his media representatives in China."
Hearing Ji Leng's words, the expressionless Mr. Zhu showed a look of surprise, while the smile on the sneering Editor Wang's face froze. Even the editor-in-chief of the Sports Department looked up from the manuscript and looked at it in surprise.
It's cold season.
What?
Changsheng wants to cooperate with us?
Did I hear it correctly?
"He said that as long as we cooperate, he can give us limited interview rights in Valencia, and our newspaper may also be able to gain access to the team for internal filming and interviews... We can also discuss other cooperation models. His request is
When others try to discredit him, we must speak for him and cannot do anything to damage his reputation..."
Editor Wang suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Ji Leng's words.
"Evidence! Show me the evidence!"
He had to do this because he saw that Mr. Zhu was moved by Ji Leng's words, and Editor Li from the sports department also looked excited.
He knew very well how powerful the bombshell dropped by Ji Leng was...
Ji Leng knew that Editor Wang would shout this, so he took out his mobile phone, then looked at the watch on his wrist, and calculated the current time difference in his mind, and determined that the time at Changsheng was appropriate at this time, so he dialed
Got a call from Chang Sheng.
Watching him take out his mobile phone and dial a number without saying a word, the office suddenly fell into silence. This kind of silent air made it difficult to breathe.
After a slightly long wait, Ji Leng suddenly said: "Hello? Hello? Chang Sheng?"
The expressions of the other three people who were staring at him on the phone changed.
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"Ha, Lao Ji. Why did you suddenly call me again? Have you figured out the cooperation?" Four o'clock in the afternoon Beijing time is nine o'clock in the morning in Madrid, Spain. Under daylight saving time, between the two places
There is a seven-hour time difference.
At this time, Chang Sheng had just woken up and was eating breakfast at home.
While talking to Ji Leng on the phone, he still had a ball of fried egg in his mouth.
"Well, it's like this, Chang Sheng... I told the leaders of our club about your proposal. But now they have another intention. They want to prove the authenticity of your identity..." Ji Leng's voice on the other end of the phone was not
It was very clear, but Chang Sheng still heard what Ji Leng meant.
"It's a small matter, no problem. Give your boss the phone and I'll prove it to him." Chang Sheng said with a smile.
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Ji Leng handed the phone to Mr. Zhu.
Before handing it over, he also said to Chang Sheng: "I want you to have a phone call with our Mr. Zhu. He is the deputy editor-in-chief and deputy president of our newspaper..."
Mr. Zhu took the phone, put it to his ear, and said in a steady voice: "Hello."
Then he heard Chang Sheng's voice: "I think you guys are crazy! If you want to verify my identity, come to the Valencia Club to find me. It's clear at a glance whether it's me or not. Are you just wasting your money by making overseas phone calls here? Okay.
, I'm very pressed for time and don't have time to play this kind of 'guess who I am' game with you. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Mr. Zhu was completely dumbfounded - he hadn't said anything yet, and the other party just talked so much and then hung up the phone. What was going on?
He couldn't understand it for a while.
Editor Wang next to me was most concerned about the authenticity of this "constant victory".
Seeing Mr. Zhu put down his mobile phone, he quickly asked: "How is it?"
"Uh...hang up..." Mr. Zhu was still in a daze.
"Dead?" Editor Wang didn't understand what this meant.
"Yes, he died after calling us crazy..." Mr. Zhu was still confused.
"Ha, that must be a lie! I don't dare to accept the confrontation!" Editor Wang clapped his hands and laughed, now there was no problem.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the editor-in-chief of the sports department next to him suddenly shouted: "That's wrong!"
Everyone looked at him: "What's wrong?"
"That's him, he's the winner." The editor-in-chief of the sports department is the most authoritative person here about the win. Seeing how sure he was, everyone looked at him with doubts, even Ji Leng.
Editor Li laughed: "With his always victorious temper, when you question him, he will definitely react like this. He will not patiently explain to you why he is who he is, nor will he cooperate with your investigation and answers.
Your question. He will only get angry at your questioning and then...hang up the phone on you."
This is indeed the editor-in-chief of the sports department, and his analysis of Chang Sheng’s character is quite good...
"So is it true?" Mr. Zhu asked Editor Li.
Editor Li nodded: "If you are really worried, you can go to Valencia with Lao Ji and meet the real person. Then there will be no problem, right?"
Mr. Zhu thought of what Chang Sheng said on the phone, so he nodded.
He said to Ji Leng: "Tomorrow, no... Let's give you a day off. Let's have a good rest. Then the day after tomorrow we will go to Valencia together to discuss cooperation with Chang Sheng."
Editor Wang next to him was completely dumbfounded - in just a few minutes, the situation had changed dramatically.
Dare Ji Leng's story was not made up...did he really meet Chang Sheng?
this……
But how is this possible?
Doesn’t Chang Sheng claim to not accept interviews from Chinese journalists at all?
Is there any way Ji Leng can get Chang Sheng to accept an interview with him?
He looked at Ji Leng with incredible eyes.
Ji Leng smiled at him and followed Mr. Zhu and Editor Li out of the office.
It has been three years since he joined the newspaper office, and he has never felt so happy as he does now.
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When Ji Leng returned home, he told his wife and his mother, who came to Shanghai from her hometown to take care of her two-year-old son, of his decision.
His wife was a little reluctant, because her husband going to Spain would mean a long separation. No woman likes to be separated from her husband for a long time, unless she has already had an affair...
But if you don't go, with Ji Leng's current salary, it will be really difficult to live well in Shanghai...
The wife has a job, but her income is not very high, and she has a two-year-old child and a mother at home. The family's monthly expenses are not a small amount.
This is a typical dual-income family.
The economic pressure is great.
In the face of reality, no matter how much reluctance you have, it can only turn into a sigh and then bow to life.
The two-year-old child was sitting on the sofa, fascinated by the cartoons on the TV, making whining sounds from time to time.
My mother kept talking about things to pay attention to when going to Spain. Keep warm, pay attention to eating on time, especially if you have stomach problems. Pay attention to regular work and rest, pay attention to exercise, be careful not to be too tired, pay attention to this, pay attention to that...
Ji Leng's wife began to pack his things without saying a word.
Ji Leng is sitting on the sofa. On the left is his son who is fascinated by watching TV. On the right is his nagging mother. His wife shuttles back and forth between the bedroom and the living room, folding the things in her hands and putting them in her suitcase.
Then she looked at the bulging suitcase, frowned and said, "I have to buy a bigger one tomorrow."
Ji Leng stood up, walked into the bedroom, and then hugged his wife from behind with her hands on her hips.
The wife who was hugged from behind stiffened for a moment, and then said: "If international long distance is too expensive, just call it once every half month."
Ji Leng buried his head in the crook of his wife's neck and let out a muffled hum.
Men, in order to make a living and for their families, sometimes have to travel across mountains and rivers and across vast oceans.
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