C270 No place to vent

She couldn't admit it, and she couldn't tell him anything. What he got was just a cold eye, or a scolding! From the moment he saw Zi An, he already had this thought and wanted to ask her. Facing her today, he still didn't have the courage to ask.

He sighed and picked up the fork in the knife and began to chop the steak. It was very forceful and his actions were very exaggerated. It made the chassis rattle as if he was slaughtering a pig. It looked a bit scary!

Du Ruiqi knew that his donkey's temper had started to rise again.

She understood what he was thinking, but she definitely wouldn't give him the chance to speak, much less give him the answer he wanted. Not in this life.

Zhu Qingyun angrily wrapped a large piece of beef in his mouth and chewed it with all his might, making his expression seem very exaggerated. When the roots of his teeth went soft, he forcefully swallowed them down. It was as if he had a grudge against his.

Looking at Du Ruiqi nibbling on it, she seemed to be very cultured. She picked up the cup from the table and deliberately drank a few mouthfuls of water with a loud gulping sound.

Du Ruiqi ignored him and continued to leisurely eat the steak. When the steak was finished, the waiter brought ice cream.

It was a very cute moon boat, with two balls inside. Du Ruiqi liked it the most.

Seeing Du Ruiqi eating the porridge one spoonful at a time, Zhu Qing started to get excited again.

"Rui Qi, tell me, Zi An, he …."

"You should have some too. The taste is pretty good!" Du Ruiqi did not wait for him to finish speaking, she dug out a small spoonful of ice cream and placed it in Zhu Qing's mouth.

Zhu Qingyun was stunned and excited, what kind of treatment was this? This was the treatment nine years ago!

He opened his mouth, flattered, and took the spoonful of ice cream.

It was silky and cold, and the taste was good. But this was a woman's favorite, and men were not interested in it.

"Ruiqi." Zhu Qingyun couldn't resist reaching out to touch her hand, "Tell me …"

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go back, don't let small summer wait outside for too long!" After Du Ruiqi finished speaking, she stood up and left.

Zhu Qingyun felt extremely uncomfortable! Looking at her back, he wanted to rush up to hug her and interrogate her, but she had already walked out of the door.

On the way back to the Yu He, Zhu Qingyun had always been feeling very sullen, but he had no place to vent. He had originally wanted to use today's opportunity to come into close contact with her and resolve the doubts in his heart. But nothing had been achieved. This was too f * cking useless.

Sitting in the car, he was speechless. Du Ruiqi pretended to sleep, while Zhu Qingyun sulked and stared blankly the entire way.

Even the small summer felt the change in atmosphere.

After a week, the Municipal Committee Propaganda Department came down with a report on the examination and approval of the Yu He's report. As the national authority report of the Yuhe County Committee, the form of free reading within the internal publication could be given to all levels of the Yuhe County, Party and Government organs, enterprises and institutions, as well as communities.

With this permission, Zhu Qingyun began to prepare the newspaper.

He organized the entire staff of the Reporting Group and first went to the City of Brothers' Office to learn from the newspaper. Understand their selection process, from editing, editing, painting version, version, proofreading and other processes, all of them to carry out a detailed study. Previously, they were only responsible for interviewing and writing essays, but they had never gotten involved with editing, so they had no idea that there was such a complex process involved. Each manuscript had to be reworked before it could be published, and the editor had to check it and sign it before it could be published. The American editor was also a college student, and the newspaper had to be covered not only by words, but also by pictures, good pictures that were the eyes of the newspaper and had a strong visual impact. Then there were the prints and the reprints. This was a brand-new course, and they had to start over again.

It was really hard to sit up straight when thinking about it! Originally, he had thought that the eight people of the Reporting Group would have more than enough time to write this newspaper. He had never thought that the pressure would be so great that he would know the truth! But now, he had no choice but to fire it. No matter how tiring it was, he had to bite the bullet. Otherwise, the words he had said before would become a slap on his mouth!

After he returned from his visit to the newspaper, Zhu Qingyun began to work on the editors. Four pages, four people in charge, each person in charge of a page, editor, editor, painter, editor, proofreader, proofreader, all by one person. Then four people would have to be sent to learn American, print, and print, which could be handed over to the printing company.

Zhu Qingyun thought about it, and made a preliminary decision, then gave it to Du Ruiqi to have a look.

Zhao Xingran was in charge of the first edition; Hu Xueyan was in charge of the second edition; He Lieshan was in charge of the third edition; Huang Xiangfeng was in charge of the fourth edition; and Huang Xiangfeng was in charge of the cultural life edition. Xia Wenhua is the deputy editor, responsible for the review and issuance of the manuscript, responsible for planning and compilation arrangements; Zhu Qingyun is the editor, responsible for the final judgment of the page.

Du Ruiqi looked at the division of labor arranged by the people, nodded, and said, "We will do the work according to this position and the personnel arranged by you. Writing reports, I am the layman, the newspaper, I am the layman, all of this is up to you. For an amateur like me, I won't be leading you, a pro, so I won't have to blindly direct people and make jokes. "

Du Ruiqi looked at Zhu Qingyun and laughed.

In fact, the layman leads the insiders, most of the units in China are the same. The Leader could not understand, but he had to pretend that he understood. If he could not, then he had to act very well, and then he had to blindly direct, turning many things into a joke.