Chapter 600

Weng Kexin stood up with a smile.

"Oh, our editor in chief Ni Da finally came back, but let me wait for a while!" Weng Kexin said with a smile: "sorry, your office is too small, and there is no other place to sit, so I'll sit in your seat, so, editor in chief Ni Da won't mind?"

Ni Qiaoqiao coldly said: "of course I mind, but if I mind, won't you sit?"

"It's impossible for me to wait for you all the time without you coming?"

"There are so many places out there that you don't have to sit in my office."

"The chair outside is too hard. It's not comfortable for you."

At the end of the day, it was meant to disgust her.

"Editor in chief Weng came to see me in our newspaper. Now I'm here too. If editor in chief Weng has nothing to do, he can go."

"As soon as you came back, you drove me away. Oh, I heard that you were in hospital. Did you have a sprain?" Weng Kexin looked at Ni Qiaoqiao hypocritically: "you only lived in the hospital once more than a month ago. Don't leave any root cause."

"I don't need editor in chief Weng to worry about it. Editor in chief Weng should care about your own body. It's said that women are prone to climacteric attack after 40 years old. Moreover, aging will be faster. Crow's feet or something. Cough... I know some friends who specialize in regulating women's problems. Editor in chief Weng, do you need me to introduce them to you?"

Weng Kexin's face changed slightly.

She doesn't like people to mention her age and the word "old".

"My thirty ninth birthday hasn't arrived yet. When is it forty? Food can be eaten, words can't be spoken

Ni Qiaoqiao said innocently: "I'm not wrong. We Chinese people like to calculate the virtual age. How about you... This year, you are 39 years old, but you are 40 years old. This is undeniable!"

Weng Kexin frowned deeply on his angry face. He was too angry to speak.

Seeing this, Ni Qiaoqiao quickly reminded her: "Oh, Auntie Weng, you are so afraid of being told your age. I'm so sorry!"

Auntie Weng's three words stimulated Weng Kexin.

"You call me Auntie?"

"Yes! When I was a child, my mother told me that people who are older than me for more than one round can call each other's aunts. You are just like I was 14 years older, so... I call you auntie. I respect you. Is there anything wrong with me? " Ni Qiaoqiao's serious explanation.

This is where Weng Kexin is most annoyed with Ni Qiaoqiao.

Ni Qiaoqiao is younger and more beautiful than her, and she has been in the position of editor in chief since she was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Therefore, she is jealous of Ni Qiaoqiao, and often wants to press Ni Qiaoqiao under her feet. Ni Qiaoqiao's mouth is very poisonous, and she is also smart. Every time she pokes her pain, she wants to pinch Ni Qiaoqiao's neck.

After taking a deep breath, Weng Kexin swallowed the anger. Thinking about the purpose of his coming today, Weng Kexin's face showed a proud look.

"Yes, you are younger than me, so I am your elder. The sales volume of your Shangjie magazines is not as high as that of our famous magazines. Oh..." Weng Kexin seemed to be elated and said: "the sales volume of our famous magazines in this issue has increased by 10% compared with the previous issue. I heard that the sales volume of your Shangjie magazines has decreased compared with the previous issue. As an elder, I've come here to remind the younger generation that the mode of doing magazines can't remain the same. It's easy to fall behind. "

Ni Qiaoqiao frowned.

Oh, I know that Weng Kexin is here to show off.

However, Ni Qiao has never been a vegetarian in her mouth.

"Well, our magazine has declined in this issue, but it's also normal. If it goes down, it goes up, isn't it? Your famous magazines are not rising all the time. What's more, the next issue of our Shangjie magazine will definitely surpass the famous ones. "

Weng Kexin sniffed from his nose.

"More than our famous family? Are you dreaming? It's daylight In Weng Kexin's impression, Shangjie's magazines have not surpassed the famous ones several times. The only time is because they have invited some traffic students. However, soon, they will surpass Shangjie in the next issue.

Ni Qiao raised his chin haughtily and slowly: "when did I dream? I'm telling the truth. Why don't we make a bet? Just bet on the sales of our next issue. "

Weng Kexin arms ring chest, coldly looking at Ni Qiao: "good, bet on bet, how do you want to bet?"

"How about someone who gambles with a" I lost "sign around his neck and stands in front of his magazine from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m

Weng Kexin frowned.

What gives Ni Qiaoqiao the confidence to win over a famous family?

However, she would like to see Ni Qiaoqiao standing in front of her magazine.

"Well, we'll bet like this, but I'm worried that some people will default. So, I think, since it's a bet, of course, we have to leave a voucher!" Weng Kexin proposed.

"No problem!"

Ni Qiaoqiao agreed.

After that, they drew up a gambling agreement, and both sides signed their names on the paper.

Holding the bet in hand, Weng Kexin left Ni Qiaoqiao's company.

When Weng Kexin left, Ni Qiaoqiao felt like he had won, spitting out a mouthful of turbid gas and sat on his chair.

However, after sitting down, Ni Qiaoqiao began to have a headache.

It's easy to talk big, but it's a little difficult to implement later.

With a pen in her hand, she gently touched the document in front of her.

If you want a magazine to sell well, you have to have a hot spot. The most important thing is the person on the cover of the magazine?

If you want to invite someone, this person's coffee seat can't be lower.

Since it's a bet, Weng Kexin will do everything he can.

Ni Qiaoqiao turns over the news, which shows the face of Chen Niannian, a new student in Yuncheng.

Ni Qiao's eyes brightened.

Chen's ability to absorb powder is not good enough, and the ability of fans is awesome.

Great. If you can interview Chen Niannian, their magazine sales will increase greatly, and their chances of winning famous magazines will also increase.

Thinking of this, she is ready to call her assistant in and ask her assistant to call Ji Ji Ren of Chen Niannian.

Her cell phone rang before she called the assistant in.

Seeing that it was Huaji, Ni Qiaoqiao answered the phone: "Hello, Huahua, what can I do for you when you call me?"

"Didn't you forget your date tonight?"

Ni Qiaoqiao smiles and squints his eyes: "don't worry, I will arrive on time in the evening."