Vol 2 Chapter 3292: You have the final say in the future

"Hey, talking to you, why are you unresponsive."
The girl who was persuaded was stunned, staring at Cheng Zitong's figure with a faint smile, "What do you think of that uncle?"
Fu Yuan'er was also stunned, the uncle in her mouth, shouldn't it be Cheng Zitong.
The girls were quiet for a while, and suddenly became excited.
"Who is that uncle? Although he is not particularly handsome, he is so delicious."
"Yeah, yeah, it's more pleasing to the eyes than those hairy boys."
"Is he a relative of one of them?"
"Just ask later and you'll find out."
Not long after they had an intermission, the girls huffed around and immediately surrounded Chengzi with the same person.
It's handing water again, and handing towel again.
Fu Yuan'er was a little dazed. In the eyes of young girls, it turned out that Cheng Zi was so popular.
If it weren't for her from start to finish, she would really suspect that these girls were invited by Cheng Zi with the same money.
Suddenly, Cheng Zitong looked up at her and motioned for her to pass.
She immediately felt the hostility from the girls at her.
She couldn't help but curl her lips. Cheng Zitong did it on purpose.
She got up and walked over, thinking about standing a little farther away from him. Before she stopped, he stretched out his arms to pull her to her side.
"I want to drink Coke." He leaned over and said in her ear.
The girls knew that he was an owner, and the expressions on his faces couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Fu Yuan'er said in her heart, really boring, turned and left the court.
A small shop has to be turned around.
She bought a can of Coke and held it in her hand, but did not return to the court immediately.
He didn't need Coke, he just wanted to use her to send those girls away.
She walked along the path, the atmosphere in the school was completely different from the outside, and there was quietness in every corner.
She remembered that in school at that time, she sneaked out of class a few minutes in advance every day, just to wait for Ji Senzhuo in another teaching building.
Expect him to go home with himself after class, or go to the bookstore, eat snacks, play games... As long as he is with him, he can do anything.
However, he never did anything with her in the last time.
Sometimes when I think about it, Ji Senzhuo is just a dream she had.
She was thinking about it, she almost ran into it without guard against someone on the corner.
Looking up, it was Cheng Zitong who was sweating profusely.
"It's hard to wait for your Coke," he said.
Fu Yuaner was speechless, and handed him Coke. He really wanted to drink Coke.
"What are you looking for?" he asked.
"I... I suddenly forgot how to get back to the court." She lied.
I can't say that she is not interested in watching him play.
He turned and walked forward.
She followed him forward, but instead of returning to the direction of the court, she took a trail.
This road is very narrow and can only be used by one person.
She followed his footsteps, and two gentle footsteps sounded on the quiet road.
She couldn't help but feel at a loss, where he was taking her, why did she follow him so obediently...
There were no answers to these questions. They had crossed the trail, exited the side entrance of the school, and reached the side of the road.
At this time, Fu Yuan'er's phone rang, and it was the editor-in-chief calling.
"Reporter Fu, please come to the newspaper immediately." The editor-in-chief's tone was never before.
"Twenty minutes for you." 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 has to go back quickly.
"I want to report back to the agency. Would you let the driver pick you up?" She put down the phone and asked him.
Cheng Zi also said nothing.
Fu Yuan'er just pretended to be him, and it just so happened that a bus came from the bus stop next to it, and it went directly to the newspaper office.
She squeezed up without saying a word.
She had already calculated it in her mind. She didn't drive today, and she had to wait a while for taxis and subways, but the bus was the fastest.
But this bus is really crowded. After she got on the bus, she just didn't move her steps and got stuck at the place where she got on the bus.
A tall man came up immediately behind her, squeezing behind her.
Is this person too close to her? She can feel the temperature on his skin.
She wanted to stay away, but there was really nowhere for her to move.
Gradually, she suddenly felt something was wrong, a familiar scent came faintly, how could it resemble Cheng Zitong’s scent...
She turned her head abruptly, and as expected, it was Cheng Zi's same face that she saw.
He is also looking at her, there seems to be a trace of anger in his handsome eyes...
"Why did you get in the car?" He was annoyed that she didn't find him, but she really didn't expect it.
At this time, the car arrived at a stop, and finally some passengers got off. Fu Yuaner moved into the car for a while. Unexpectedly, more passengers would get up immediately and squeeze him behind her again.
"Hey!" The car started, and she couldn't grasp it for a while, and her leg was hit by the side of the seat.
He stretched out his hands on the backrests of the front and rear seats, and circled her in the middle.
She can't be squeezed anymore.
Seeing his intentions, she didn't quite understand why he was so kind to her suddenly?
Maybe, she turned her head now, she could get the answer from his eyes.
But she didn't think about it, she just felt that he might just stand up simply because of this posture.
Finally, when the car arrived, Fu Yuan'er and Cheng Zitong squeezed out of the bus again.
She turned her eyes to see Cheng Zitong's face, but she didn't dislike it, but she was a little unhappy. She lowered her head and fiddled with the wrinkled folds on her clothes.
"Why are you following me on the bus?" she asked again.
"I'm following you, have a problem?" he asked rhetorically.
Hmm... It seems that there is no problem.
"Don't follow the newspaper, just wait for me here." She confessed, turning around and preparing to go upstairs.
She deliberately took a look when entering the elevator, but this time she stood there honestly.
Probably just catching up with the bus, I have tasted enough.
"You finally came," as soon as I entered the office, my colleague Xiaoxiao grabbed her, pointed to the editor's office and said: "Today's endocrine disorder is severe, you can relax yourself."
Fu Yuaner bit her head and entered the office.
With a "pop", a paper manuscript was thrown in front of her.
"Fu Yuan'er, this is the result you handed in last month?" She looked at Fu Yuan'er with contempt.
She took last month's sales results and e-newsletter hits.
But she didn't say that Fu Yuaner was transferred to run entertainment news for almost 25 days last month. There was only one big news in the social edition, so there would be no clicks.
Fu Yuan'er felt it was coming, and the editor-in-chief was deliberately embarrassing her.
"Editor-in-chief, am I alone to carry the performance of the social edition?" she asked.
"What do you mean by this?"
"I just want to ask, if I was alone, I might adjust my work style next month."
The editor-in-chief suddenly amplified the tone: "Fu Yuan'er, are you arguing with me?"
"Do you know that newspapers are facing acquisitions, and the performance of the company directly determines the purchase price. You are not ruining me alone, but ruining everyone's jobs." The editor-in-chief started to train people.
Hearing this, Fu Yuan'er couldn't bear it anymore.
It is okay to say that problems are 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 treat yourself as a fool, or treat me as a fool?"
"Fu Yuan'er!" The editor stared angrily.
Fu Yuaner met her gaze without fear.
"Knock!" There was a knock on the door, and the editor-in-chief assistant came in tremblingly, "Chief...Editor-in-chief..."
"Say if you have anything!" the editor-in-chief ordered.
"That... the representative of the acquiring company is here."
The editor-in-chief was slightly stunned.
Fu Yuaner ignored the editor-in-chief and stepped out of the office.
Back to her desk, Fu Yuan'er sat down, unconsciously in a daze.
It’s the same thing to be anxious with the editor-in-chief, but the performance of the social section does have to find ways.
She has been doing this all these years and already has feelings for it.
"Hey, did you see it, the representative of the acquisition company." Xiaoxiao came to gossip next to her again.
Fu Yuaner glanced at her, a tall and thin man with a well-fitting suit set off his professionalism and competence.
After taking a look at her, she withdrew her gaze, and she was sure she didn't recognize it.
"Don't you think he is handsome?" Xiaoxiao said, "I can come to talk about the acquisition on behalf of the company. It is not the company's second-hand, but also the high-level one with a multi-digit annual salary."
Fu Yuan'er was noncommittal, her mind was completely out of this.
"Hey, you can refer to it. If you can't marry a rich man alone, you have to help your sisters to advise them." Xiaoxiao spit at her.
Fu Yuan'er was taken aback, and said that there is a 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, what she thought in her mind was how to improve the performance of the social sector.
"Fu Yuan'er, Fu Yuan'er..." At this moment, the editor-in-chief's assistant chased up and said out of breath: "Don't leave, the editor-in-chief will come to you."
Fu Yuaner didn't want to go, "I have understood the central idea of ​​the editor-in-chief training me, there is no need to go over."
"The representative of the acquiring company wants to see you." The assistant stamped his feet.
Fu Yuan'er was startled.
She followed the assistant back to the editor's office.
The representative nodded slightly at her, "Is this reporter Fu?"
Fu Yuan'er nodded.
"Please sit down."
After sitting down, the representative continued to ask: "You are the chief reporter of Social News. Do you have any thoughts on the future development of Social News?"
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.
Editor-in-chief or editor-in-chief, which one has no more say than her.
"Miss Fu, you don't have to worry about it, just say it directly," the representative said.
The editor-in-chief didn't say a word, but his eyes were still contemptuous.
Didn't Fu Yuan'er just want to say, now give her a chance to see what she can say.
Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips slightly, typed a draft, and began to say: "I will do more things around the people, and the things that people care about most, so that the social version of the news will be as grounded as possible."
"In addition, the social edition must include the entire society, and I will regularly publish some breaking news to let readers feel fresh when reading the newspaper."
And that's all.
She looked at the representative.