Chapter 209: Bole, I won

The little waiter girl is beautiful, holding a mahogany cigar box carved with landscape gardens in her hand. Once opened, the box is divided into four layers and full of different cigars. It looks a bit like the old Shanghai selling cigarettes in the movie. What's the matter, but this box is much more noble than the cheap box in the movie.
He didn't smoke cigars before Gao Leng. He doesn't smoke, but Cuban cigars are famous all over the world and have long been heard. Smoking is also an experience, so he pointed to: "Cuba."
After the waiter smiled and cut the fire, stretched out his little white hand to his lips, Gao Leng nodded in thanks, and was lit by the beauty of the cigarette.
The waiter retired, Gao Leng stood up and walked around. This is a small courtyard by the lake. Although it is open-air, there are warning signs 20 meters before and after the small courtyard to prohibit outsiders. There are security guards. Next to the small courtyard is Xuanyuanfang, which is a small wooden house with the door closed.
Gao Leng thought for a while, but didn't go in.
Since President Lu didn't allow other attendants to enter the yard, there should be no taboos in the room. It's better not to walk around. So Gao Leng sat down, took out the notebook from his bag, opened it, and opened the plan.
He was a little nervous. In the eyes of others, this was just a friend's introduction and chat. To put it bluntly, Gao Leng is also a related household now, and Murong Yunhai's recommendation, Mr. Lu would certainly give some face.
But in Gao Leng's view, this is his first interview.
Yes, interview.
Opportunities are given by others, but you need to seize them yourself. Face is always face, and face will not let President Lu look up to him. The position given under face is definitely not painful. What Gao Leng wants is to really get President Lu's appreciation and reuse.
This requires hard work and the ability to be a real weapon. After all, there are too many talented people at President Lu’s level. They gather people in groups. The employees around him who can be assigned to the number and the employees he values ​​are all outstanding. From education to ability, Even to the family background.
Gao calmly and earnestly read the plan again. He had never forgotten and added that he had written it. He was already familiar with it. What he saw was whether there were any flaws in the whole plan.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps and soft conversations behind him. Gao Leng quickly closed the notebook and turned his head to see. Two middle-aged men came over ten meters away. Murong Yunhai waved his hand to say hello. And next to Murong, it must be Lu Yajun.
Gao Leng got up quickly, put the cigar on the cigar rack, walked a few steps and stretched out his hand.
President Lu smiled faintly at him, stretched out his hand and said, "Xiao Gao, hello, sit down."
A little tall, very kind, in fact, the more cultivated people at the upper level, the more humble and not domineering attitude. Gao Leng took a look at Lu Yajun, and saw that he was about 175, not very tall, but not quite. The beer belly unique to a young man, the muscles on his arms show that he often exercises, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, the eyes behind the glasses did not linger on Gao Leng too much, he waved his hand, and the waiter immediately came over .
Lu Yajun sat on the sofa opposite Gao Leng and pointed to the cigar that Gao Leng had placed there: "You are quite knowledgeable. This brand from Cuba is the best."
The waiter quickly took out the cigar. Lu was always a frequent visitor. She had already mastered her preferences. She cut, lit the cigarette, and delivered the cigarette to her mouth.
After Murong Yunhai ordered one, the waiter stepped back.
"Actually, I don't smoke. This is the first time I smoke cigars, but I have heard that cigars are better than Cuban. This brand was accidentally hit." Gao Leng pointed to the cigar and said.
"Yeah, you are not wrong. This kid is indeed honest. Honesty is rare in this society." When Lu Yajun heard this, a glimmer of approval flashed in his eyes, and he nodded to Murong Yunhai.
It seems that Murong Yunhai has always said good things along the way.
"But..." Lu Yajun looked at Gao Leng, took a cigar, and vomited it out again. He smiled meaningfully: "I've heard the audio of President Lin's bribery, and the board of directors will deal with it. Don’t worry, it’s just this workplace struggle. It’s good for young people to experience more experience.
He said, he raised a toast to Murong:
Friend of Brother Murong, I will take care of this matter. If you don’t work well under your hands, you can move to other areas of Xingsheng."
One sentence is very clear.
Mr. Lin can handle it, and Gao Leng will not be promoted, but he can be transferred. Also, the loss of Mr. Lin gives Murong a lot of face, and Gao Leng is just a friend, talking about promotion? If you are a little bit early, you can move up to a position and just go up one liter.
A young poster who has no background resources to use, what burden can he take up in this media circle that needs contacts? This is the instinctive view of President Lu.
Xingsheng Magazine can do what it is today. The people sitting in the really important positions are all true to the point, including President Lin. He has served as the vice president of another media for more than ten years and brought a lot of contacts. Relationships and advertisements, unfortunately, are not correct.
Improper mind, accepting bribes, aiming at these two points, also got him.
Murong Yunhai nodded, looked at Gao Leng and said, "Lao Lu is too good to give face. This Lin is always Lao Liu's person? Will it be troublesome to deal with? This audio may be rough on the table. It's a bit."
This is true. This audio of bribery is also related to Lao Cai, and things related to people in the circle are easy to spread out and form beams on the table. Liangzi is easy to understand and should not be knotted. This interpersonal network is intricate. When it comes time to cause trouble, it will be angry.
"Well, it's really rough, I want to think about it, and take a look in a few months." Mr. Lu nodded thoughtfully, and sighed slightly: "I can only look at other handles, this You must not stay."
Gao Leng heard it and said, "Have you read the news yesterday? Directors Chen and Zhang and the screenwriter of Caida were arrested."
"Look, there are special topics everywhere in the morning, but we Xingsheng hasn't come out yet. This President Lin, I just talked about this with another director, but we don't care about this kind of details." Gao Leng seems to have something in his words: "What do you want to say, just say it, this friend of Brother Murong, don't have to be so cautious."
Gao Leng nodded, turned on the computer, and opened the topic he had done. The screen pointed to the direction of the two of them: "Actually, I was the first to publish news on Weibo yesterday, because I followed the photo. I reported. The police, after returning home, prepared the topic in advance."
When Murong Yunhai heard it, his eyes lit up. He glanced at Gao Leng with admiration. He didn't expect this kid to still hide one hand, so he quickly said, "You are the first-hand resource, why didn't you release it? This news that no one else knows, you have published special topics, it must be eye-catching! This is big news. We just said that the fastest TX media published on this topic has earned tens of millions. Net profit!"
Lu Yajun bit his cigar, squinted slightly at the topic, nodded and said: "Xiao Gao is indeed capable. This topic is much better than TX. The reviews, analysis, and summary of previous news are all in place. It's really good, why not release it? It is to ask other departments to work overtime. It must be done at two o'clock in the morning. So early in the morning, what everyone sees is the topic of Xingsheng."
Gao Leng didn't speak, took out the recorder and pressed it down.
Bole has to fight for it on his own. When someone introduced him, he was incapable and people would not take it seriously. Gao Leng knew this.
It was expected that Mr. Lin would not let him publish the special topic yesterday. Gao Leng lost 300,000 yuan in bonuses, which was worth a bright future.
"That's it... Let's put this topic on hold, and we'll get it tomorrow morning. It's midnight, don't toss about it." In the audio, there was the voice of President Lin who refused to publish the topic.