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After saying that, I raised my water cup and drank a mouthful of saliva, "Director Gong, according to your meaning of today's speech, I have only summarized these few points. "My abilities are limited, so how can you criticize this script …"

After Director Gong heard me finish speaking, he stared at me for a long time before letting out a breath of relief. "Good boy, you're really amazing!"

With that, he returned the script of the Director Gong to me and raised his wine cup. "Come, little brother, let me toast to you!"

At this time, Director Gong and Ma Shuji were drinking wine and talking on the side: "Xiao Tian, you little brat, you really know how to use people, this Xiao Jiang, you need to cultivate and make good use of him, he's a talent!"

Ma Shuji was very happy. Old Gong, old brother, I, your little brother, have good eyes. The two young men I brought with me today are all my proud subordinates. Of course, there's still a difference in judgement between me and your big brother. "

Hearing that, the Director Gong looked at Liu Fei and laughed.

At this time, although Liu Fei has always been good at hiding his true emotions, I could clearly see that Liu Fei's eyes that occasionally scanned me were filled with incomparable envy and jealousy.

Then they continued to drink and talk and laugh.

At this time, the Director Gong laughed and asked me: "Director Jiang, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 71 years old, 24 years old today!" "No," I said.

"Oh …" Where is your home? What are your parents doing? " The Director Gong asked again.

"My home is in the countryside of Nanjiang River, my parents are working in agriculture at home!" "No," I replied.

"Mm …" Do we still have brothers and sisters at home? " The Director Gong asked again.

"No, I'm the only son!" "No," I said.

"Oh …" That school graduate? What department? " The Director Gong continued to ask.

"Jianghai University's News Department!" "No," I said.

"Mm …" Director Gong nodded, then laughed: "Are you married yet?"

"Hehe …" "No!" I laughed too.

Just then, Liu Fei suddenly interjected with a smile: "Director Jiang isn't married, but he already has a girlfriend. He's a university classmate, to be kept as a teacher!"

"Oh …" Director Gong's eyes flashed with disappointment, he looked at Liu Fei unhappily, then looked at me: "You have a girlfriend?"

From this "ah", I understood the meaning behind Old Gong's words. I laughed in my heart and hurriedly said, "That's right, I already have a girlfriend. We're already engaged!"

"Oh …" The Director Gong nodded and quickly returned to normal, "Hehe. Not bad, not bad! "

I could hear that Director Gong's laughter was dry laughter.

At this time, I glanced at Liu Fei and saw that his eyes were red and filled with jealousy.

My heart skipped a beat. Damn, I don't want to provoke Liu Fei in this matter.

After a while, Liu Fei took the initiative to toast to Director Gong. After Director Gong finished drinking, they started to chat again.

Liu Fei replied politely to the Director Gong's question.

I wasn't interested in what they were talking about anymore, and I started drinking with some of the deputy directors.

I don't know if the first clash between Liu Fei and Director Gong this time will change Director Gong's impression of Liu Fei, I only know that in the eyes of Old Gong, I am in front of Liu Fei.

I also know that from Ma Shuji's conversation on the way here to the conversation at the table, I had already deeply provoked him. Although I was being passive, I knew that Liu Fei must have really hated me.

I feel helpless. I don't want to offend him, but there's nothing I can do about it. Some things aren't something I can control.

Two days later, I planned an interview called "Journalist Experience on the Line," which the editorial board approved.

The main purpose of the event is to let reporters go to the front line to interview, contact with the grassroots, experience the common people's sweet and bitter, write a true reflection of the lives of the common people.

As for the industry and content of the interview, everyone had to choose their own industry.

Everyone was very active. Some of them wanted to experience cleaning the street, some of them wanted to contact the sanitation office, some of them wanted to experience the chemical industry, some of them wanted to contact the funeral home, some of them wanted to experience the postman, some of them wanted to contact the post office …

What do I experience? I didn't think about it myself.

When I got back from an interview that day, I took a tricycle back to my dorm. It was a man of about thirty, wearing a straw hat, with a suntanned face and neck, who took care to pedal me to the newspaper and asked for three dollars.

I felt that the price was very cheap on such a hot day, so I looked at tricycle driver's hard work and felt bad about it. I took out 5 yuan and gave it to him: "No need to look for it!"

"Thank you!" A voice came out from the tricycle driver in Mandarin with a slight southern accent.

Sigh, life is really not easy, I sighed with emotion and hurriedly got out of the car.

Back at the dormitory, I washed my face and began to write my script. After finishing my script, I planned to go to bed and lie down for a while. I habitually touched my waist. My heart sank. It really was the BB Machine that Liu Yue had given me. It was incomparably precious in my heart, so how could I lose it?

I panicked a little, and after carefully recalling the process of my return, I concluded that I had fallen on the tricycle.

My scalp felt numb. Who knew where this tricycle would go? Where could I find it in such a big place? Moreover, if this BB machine was seen by other people in cars, then it would immediately be taken away. Or perhaps, even if this tricycle driver picked it up and sold it, it would still be worth the money that he earned from pulling a 2-month tricycle.

I was depressed and upset.

After thinking for a while, with a glimmer of hope, I quickly ran to my office, touched the phone and called my BB machine. "Friends who have picked up this BB machine, please contact me. The phone number is dark and gloomy, I will thank you very much."

Then I said to the girl on the pager, "Three times, please!"

After the call, I waited uneasily by the phone, hoping for a miracle.

It was hard, every minute so slow.

Chen Jing looked at me sympathetically. "Unluckily, boss, you don't have any more little chickens left. You have to repay me with a lot of money, how much is this gold? If you have 2000 dollars, I'll buy one for you for 1500, hee hee... "I can still earn 500 more …"

I glared at Chen Jing. "If you can find my BB Machine, I'll really give you two thousand!"

"Hmph …" Forget it, your BB machine is out of date. It is now a new type of Motorola Hammer. It is much smaller and has more functions than your cumbersome one. I say, don't waste your energy. Buy another one … "Good, if you don't go with the old, the new won't come …"

"Shut up!" I said, "I want the old one, the new one, and I don't want it!"

"Yo — why are you making such a big fire?" Chen Jing curled his lips: "Could it be that you have some kind of shameful information and secret in this crappy BB machine of yours?"

My heart skipped a beat as I glared at Chen Jing, but didn't say anything.

"I have to say, it must be some woman who sent you a message. Look at you, looking like you've lost your soul. You can't escape!" Chen Jing said with a sour expression: "Did your little sister, who's called Qing Er, send it to you?"

I kept my eyes on the phone.

Maybe he already sold them for a long time. Right now, they were eating roasted chicken and drinking beer, "Chen Jing said in a malicious tone," Otherwise, they would have been thrown into the garbage bin and turned into trash. Your little sister's words of love would have become trash as well … … "

"Shut up!" I was enraged, I stretched out my neck and stared at Chen Jing: "If you continue to mutter, I'll sew a needle into your mouth!"

"Yo-scared me! Do you think I, Old Chen, am scared?" Chen Jing pouted and moved closer to me. "Alright, come on, sew …"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. My heart was burning with anxiety, I really wanted to lift Chen Jing up and throw him downstairs.

This BB Machine is a keepsake that Liu Yue left for me. Her people no longer belong to me, I cannot lose them.

"If this BB machine didn't have any shameful information, then …" Chen Jing sat back down, looked at me, and shook her body: "Then, there's something wrong with this BB machine, could it be that this machine is a love keepsake from someone?"

My heart lurched.

"But, you've been using this opportunity for a long time. It was used before you went down to alleviate poverty. At that time, that little lover of yours was pretty good to Ol 'Three …" Furthermore, at that time, she couldn't afford to buy such expensive keepsake. So, who bought this little chicken for you and gave it to you? " Chen Jing continued to shake his head.

I remained silent.

Boss, this is a love token from a beautiful rich woman, and it is also from you who has just joined the job for a short period of time, "Chen Jing said," It's not simple at all. You just joined a job, and after you work for a while, you already have a rich woman hanging up. To value this object so highly, could it be that you still have your heart at work, and are still at loggerheads with that rich lady? "

I stared at the phone, praying for the bell to ring.

"Oh yeah, I thought you said your BB machine fell into the toilet. Why did it come back? And the number is still the same as before. Did you get it from the toilet? " Chen Jing suddenly thought of this question, "Or did you try to trick me back then to hide the BB machine? A year later, it started again?"

Unable to make sense of the situation for a while, I continued to play dumb and didn't say anything.