C11

I couldn't help but to size up this successor of Liu Yue. She looked no older than me, her body was very good, her skin was very white, and she dressed very beautifully. Her chest was pretty good, and the main reason I called him a young woman was because her face revealed a somewhat mature woman's look, which didn't seem to be in accordance with her age.

It's not that I'm boasting, but other than this woman having an advantage over Liu Yue in age, there's nothing else that can compare to her. Although she is also very beautiful, her temperament, charm, and bearing are not on the same level as Liu Yue.

Age, on the other hand, might be important for older men. Old men loved to find young women and get their youth back from them, but who could be sure that these young women wouldn't give the old men a green hat to wear?

What is age to a hot-blooded boy like me? I have never taken age seriously. Instead, I feel a special attachment to women who are older than I am. That charm and warmth, that charm, that childish girls can't have and can't give.

Looking at Ni Ni's little mother and this forty year old man, I secretly prayed that this little woman would give him a green hat.

I think I'm really bad.

The man's expression quickly returned to normal and he revealed a smile. It was a very broad and condescending smile. Thank you, thank you for visiting Ni Ni. "

He even held out his right hand to me.

I immediately extended my right hand as well. Since he was so magnanimous, I couldn't be stingy about it either. I am now a reporter from a Party newspaper, not a cowardly student from a month ago.

I shook his hand, and he smiled, but I could see the contempt and coldness in his eyes.

I also smiled, my smile was very simple, it was specially made to be hard, not the kind of smile that comes from the bottom of my heart to Liu Yue.

The old man and the little man held hands.

Although he's an old man, he's not really old. He's just a lot older than me.

I feel that I am happier than him, stronger than him, because Liu Yue likes me. Being together with me, being able to be together with Liu Yue, is the happiest thing to do. This man had lost Liu Yue, which meant that he was unlucky.

Then we let go.

I don't think I have anything to say to him, not to mention the little woman behind him.

I nodded to him as I prepared to leave. "Goodbye."

Then I looked at them and went away.

After walking just two steps away, a man in his fifties wearing a suit came over. Accompanied by two white coats, he didn't even look at me as he charged directly behind me. His face was filled with smiles: "Director Song, you have come personally."

My body trembled as I continued walking forward, but I slowed down my pace. Damn, this Birdman is a Director, f * cking dog.

I pricked up my ears as I walked.

"Principal Ma, our child has caused you trouble …" It was indeed the voice of Ni Ni's father.

"Of course not, our own health system's child can't be wronged. Besides, you're the head of our Bureau …"

I understand, Ni Ni's father is the City Department of Health.

The Department of Health of the city is called Song Mingzheng, I saw this name a few days ago on the internal contact list of the leaders of the departments that run the departments.

At that time, I didn't have much social and life experience. Based on my own understanding of the situation, I naturally thought that between Song Mingzheng, Liu Yue and the little girl, it would undoubtedly be a story of a rich man getting rich and losing his wife, Xiao San and the rest. So, I'm very angry, I really hate Song Mingzheng, and his wife.

As for Song Mingzheng, I can't see how much he likes me, and I coincidentally don't want him to like me either.

After I walked out of the hospital, when the child was safe and sound, I heaved a sigh of relief. Then, I would have to wait for Liu Yue to find me to tell her about this news.

I will first go to the post office to send a letter to Liu Yue, then I will go to the office to get a script.

The office was in complete silence. was the only one reading the newspaper after interviewing everyone.

Liu Fei is actually very young, he looks to be just 5 or 6 years older than me, wearing a pair of glasses, looking gentle and refined, with a scholarly air.

The Department of Public Information was the department room with the strongest learning atmosphere, all the other department room s were chatting and drinking tea during the office hours. Only the Department of Public Information was very quiet, other than interviewing outside, everyone else was used to rapidly writing drafts on their tables, or reading newspapers, quietly discussing their writing skills and skills.

In order to prevent other colleagues from bothering him, Liu Fei wrote a few words specially on the wall opposite of the door: "Smokeless department room, decline to chat."

Naturally, I had to follow the rules. When I wanted to smoke, I would go to the corridor outside, smoke and ponder over the script. When I was done, I would return and continue writing.

It was a difficult job to write, and at that time, just as the Chinese press was entering the market economy, the newspaper was operating very normally. We had just said goodbye to lead and fire, the newspaper had been plastered from lead to paper and pen, the reporters had written in handwritten, uniform ballpoint pens, uniform newspaper paper, and the editors had changed their manuscripts to red calligraphy and then copied them onto uniform paper. Computers were new to me at that time, only the printing plant's microcomputer room had computers, they were all 386 chapters or so.

I politely nodded to Liu Fei. "Good day, Director Liu."

I was very happy and quickly replied modestly, "Please give me more pointers, Director Liu."

"Director Liu often praises you in front of me. You have only been in the Department of Public Information for more than a month and have adapted to it so quickly. It's rare for you to not relax and continue working hard to become a reporter and write a novel …" Liu Fei encouraged me: "We are still young, our Public Information Department is the newspaper's youngest department room, and you are also our department room's youngest colleague.

I was very grateful to Liu Fei in my heart. Don't worry Director Liu, I will definitely work hard. "

Liu Fei nodded his head: "Actually, to become a qualified reporter for the Party newspaper, other than writing, we need to talk about politics! Politics is the first prerequisite for a good party newspaper reporter... "

At this time, the phone that was placed on the table behind the door rang. I hurriedly went over to pick it up: "Hello, Jianghai Daily News, I am Jiang Feng."

This was the rule Liu Yue set for the Department of Public Information. One had to put down the pretense of being a journalist, start from the details, answer the phone, and come up to introduce himself.

"Hello, Jianghai University's Foreign Language Department, I am Qing Er." Qing Er's voice transmitted over the phone that imitated my tone, then it was followed by a chuckle. "feng-ge, it's me!"

Hearing Qing Er's voice, I sweated in my heart. In these past two days, if Qing Er didn't come find me, I wouldn't have thought of her. At that moment, he felt extremely guilty, full of uneasiness for Qing Er.

However, we're in an office right now, so it's not appropriate to chat here. I remembered Liu Yue's reminder, and remembered the way Liu Yue answered the phone. I turned my head to look at Liu Fei who was about to walk out, feigning a serious tone, "Oh, Dean Xu, hello. Tell me, I'm listening …"

Qing Er was obviously confused at the other side. "You're crazy! What Director Xu? I'm Qing Er. You're promoting me to be a director, is it the department dean or the office director …"

I didn't say anything, but looked at Liu Fei from the corner of my eyes, and pretended to be listening on the phone. "Mhmm …"

"Hmm? What are you talking about? Are you stupid?" Qing Er was baffled.

The moment Liu Fei went out, I closed the door behind me. My tone immediately changed: "Stupid girl, why did you call us at the office? Our leader is at the office earlier, how am I supposed to talk to you? I just came to a new unit, so I can't have too many private phone calls.

Qing Er immediately said all this and didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he felt wronged and said, "You didn't call me for a few days, so I thought of you and called you …. "What kind of shitty rules are those? There's no such thing in our school. I'm in the department, anyone can call me …"

"Nonsense, how can the school be compared to the newspaper office? Although the newspaper office is an institution, it's no different from an office, moreover, you're already very familiar with the department, of course, people won't say anything about you. I just came here, so I have a lot of phone calls. This will give me a bad impression. This is an unwritten rule of newbies …" I lectured Qing Er and said, "I have a lot of things to do these few days, so I don't have time to call you. This way, if you ever want to find me again, you can call me …" Saying that, I called out to Qing Er. "126 chapters? "5997992 chapters …"

"You have a BB machine? And it's still Han Xian's! " Qing Er was surprised and excited on the other side of the phone: "Where did you get it from?"

"Mm …" Yes, Han Xian, I … "This is what we, the Department of Public Information, have in common, what we need to do..." I lied to Qing Er.

In the time I spent in college with Qing Er, I had never lied to Qing Er before. However, recently, I had already lied to him continuously, and without even frowning for a moment. I quickly thought about it and casually said it, only to discover that I actually had this Inherent Skill.

"Great, if I miss you in the future and want to find you, I'll just call you …" Heehee … It's so good to be a reporter, and I'm so happy for you … " Qing Er was very happy over there.

"Mm …" This is my office phone. When my colleagues come back later, they will see me holding my phone and chatting with me. This is it for now. Don't call me office phone in the future, understand? " I said to Qing Er.

"Understood, big reporter?" Qing Er dragged his voice and said, "It's fortunate that you haven't become a Senior Officer yet. If you had become a Senior Officer and I wanted to look for you, wouldn't I have to register and make an appointment with you …"

Qing Er's words made me laugh, so I said, "Alright, let's do it like this."

"Are you the only one in your office right now?" Qing Er asked.

"Yes, but other colleagues will be coming in soon." I stared at the door.

"Give me a kiss." Qing Er ordered.

"Yeah …" Qing Er smiled satisfyingly on the other side of the phone, "Pop. Goodbye, feng-ge. See you at the weekend. "

Just as I put down the phone and returned to the front of the desk, Liu Fei came back.