Jiang Shan and his eldest brother Jiang Hai walked side by side on the path from the newspaper office to the printing plant.
"After I arrived at the newspaper office at the age of 22, I went from being a reporter to the position of deputy editor-in-chief." Jiang Hai looked at the dim street lights beside the path and couldn't help but sigh: "It really didn't take much effort."
Jiang Shan smiled mercilessly: "Sister-in-law said, you are here to clean up someone else's mess."
Jiang Hai also smiled helplessly: "A mess is also a stall. No matter how good the stall is, it's not my turn, but if I can revive it..."
"Hey~" Jiang Shan likes to see such a boss:
"Crisis is crisis, crisis comes first before opportunity comes. If this mess is really solved by you, then we, Pujiang Daily, will have a prosperous road from now on."
Jiangshan believes that the top priority is to win the lifetime honor award for the first domestic advertisement.
Jiang Hai was filled with pride when he thought about it at this moment. He put his arm around his younger brother's shoulders:
"You talk the same thing now. If I hadn't seen you get on the long-distance bus to Northern Jiangsu, I would have thought you went abroad to study in the past six years."
Jiang Shan smiled bitterly: "It's not as effective if you go abroad."
As they talked, they walked to the printing factory area, where workers were still chatting and working in small groups.
It seems that they don't care about the fact that the newspaper is already a loss-making enterprise.
With sharp eyes, Jiang Hai immediately spotted Yu Wenwen sitting at the door of the truck loading room.
"Hey," he didn't expect his younger brother to still be guarding the girl: "Third brother, you don't have to be beautiful to find a wife."
"That's not possible." Jiang Shan felt that he would only marry a wife once in two lifetimes: "You must be beautiful. You have to see your wife every day, so you can't be ugly."
"Alas," Jiang Hai is someone who has been through this after all: "You know nothing. Consensus is better than anything else."
Jiang Shan nodded: "Of course, you can't go against a woman's wishes."
After saying that, Jiang Shan also saw Yu Wenwen sitting in his seat.
With her chin tilted and her cheeks resting on her side, her long black hair tied high, her clear eyes slowly followed the pages on the table.
A beam of bright yellow light was cast from the roof, putting a soft filter on Yu Wenwen's fair skin.
A gust of evening wind blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.
Jiang Shan had to admire that Yu Wenwen could always create an indifferent and peaceful temperament.
He immediately understood what Jiang Hai said: "Are you worried about her?"
Jiang Hai chuckled: "I'm worried about you."
"You're just worrying," Jiang Shan didn't take it seriously at all: "It's getting late, go back quickly."
Jiang Hai shook his head and said nothing more. After all, there was someone in his family who was worried.
After bidding farewell to his elder brother, Jiang Shan walked into the trucking room humming a song.
According to the old rules, this would be the time for him to go into the back room to sleep.
Seeing Jiang Shan walking by quickly, Yu Wenwen immediately closed the book on the table: "Jiang Shan... Comrade Jiang Shan."
She shouted a little urgently, fearing that Jiang Shan would plunge into the back room like he did several times before and never come out.
Jiang Shan stopped and turned to look at her: "Comrade Yu Wenwen, do you have anything to do with me?"
Yu Wenwen, who always had a cold expression, today had his lips pursed and his brows furrowed, looking weak.
After trying hard for a while, she couldn't see any change in expression on Jiang Shan's face. She bit her lip and tightened the book in her hand.
Jiang Shan then also noticed the book in her hand, "Anna Karenina".
Seeing Jiang Shan's eyes fall on his hands, Yu Wenwen's face immediately became full of resentment.
She gently touched the scar on her hand that was almost healed: "Are you... still going to sleep today?"
There was a rare hint of anger in his tone.
Jiang Shan was already starting to feel sleepy: "Yes, I'm going to sleep now."
Yu Wenwen opened her big innocent eyes and looked at Jiangshan unexpectedly. At this moment, she just wanted to shake her long hair and turn around and leave.
But Chang Zhaodi once told her that Jiang Shan is a stubborn person, and you must wake him up:
"I...I feel a little unwell today, can you..."
Can you help her work in the workshop?
It's a pity that Jiang Shan didn't let her finish her sentence.
"Hurry up and ask for leave from your workshop director," Jiang Shan said with a sincere face:
"Go back and rest early. Don't break your body just for that little salary."
Jiang Shan's voice drifted farther and farther away, and Yu Wenwen watched in disbelief as he ducked into the small room on duty.
Master Ma's voice then sounded: "Go to sleep and I'll call you when the time comes."
This scene made Yu Wenwen regain his cold expression in an instant, swinging his long hair and walked firmly towards the typesetting workshop.
She knew very well that Jiang Shan would never do any more work for her unless she agreed to be his girlfriend.
Huh, what an idiot, taking advantage of others' danger, despicable and shameless... Didn't he say that he would always treat her well, or that he didn't care about her attitude.
In the subsequent work, Yu Wenwen remained sullen.
Chang Zhaodi, who was standing together picking up words, couldn't help but sigh: "What? You haven't reconciled with Jiangshan yet?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Yu Wenwen's reaction was loud: "Whoever gets along with him is just an ordinary colleague."
Chang Zhaodi pouted, "Ordinary colleague? Ordinary colleague receives so many good things from others, why didn't Jiang Shan give it to her?"
But for the sake of his previous "meal money", he still advised:
"If you want me to say that when you are looking for a partner, you should find someone who treats you well. Jiang Shan really didn't tell you that before."
Yu Wenwen, holding the newspaper sample in his hand, glanced at the other party lightly: "Zhao Di, you don't understand, what I pursue is love."
It is best to find love in a military compound. The working class like Jiang Shan is only worthy of short-sighted female workers, such as Chang Zhaodi.
Chang Zhaodi said nothing more, thinking about ways to encourage Yu Wenwen to continue to show weakness to Jiang Shan.
A good girl is also afraid of being beaten by a lazy man, and the reverse is the same, and the effect will even be better.
After that, two female workers with unique insights skillfully coded typefaces in the typesetting workshop. The workshop director, Sister Li, was pleasantly surprised to find that the work efficiency of the two female apprentices had significantly improved.
Unknowingly, Yu Wenwen has become a qualified typesetting worker.
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In the early morning, Jiang Shan trotted out of the newspaper office, the smell of ink gradually dissipating from his body.
"Make me a box of soy milk and get four fried dough sticks,"
On Baoshan Road outside the newspaper office, there was a communal breakfast shop. Jiang Shan skillfully opened the aluminum lunch box and placed it on the counter.
Salesperson: "Sweet syrup and white syrup?"
Jiangshan: "White pulp."
"White syrup 3 points."
Jiang Shan skillfully took out the money and said, "The fried dough sticks cost 4 points, right?"
Jiangshan always brings a piece of breakfast to Master Ma these days. After all, he is rushing to help Jiangshan do all the work during this period.
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At 8 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Shan walked into the art editorial department of "Pujiang Literature and Art Publishing House" with a stack of drawings for "Three Strikes of Bone Demons".
