Ye Anning, Wang Yincheng, and Shao Zhiwen entered Lao Liu's office. There was a conference table in front of his desk. The four of them sat down at the conference table. Lao Liu got straight to the point and said, "I am bound to get Liu Heng's exclusive interview. Let's talk about it. What do you think?"
Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen each held a black leather notebook and a signature pen. Wang Yincheng only had a bag with him. Ye Anning raised the pen in his hand and said seriously: "I'll do it first." She opened the notebook and said : "It is well known in the circle that Liu Heng does not accept an exclusive interview. It is said that he is very low-key. I think there are just a few reasons why he does not accept an exclusive interview: First, Huarong is gaining momentum. As a CEO, it would be better for him to keep a low profile. It is beneficial to the entire company group; secondly, he is afraid that his private life will be disrupted after the interview; thirdly, he has other reasons and does not want to expose himself to the public eye. But in general, I think it is not so much Liu Heng He will not accept an exclusive interview, and more to the point, he will not accept an exclusive interview that will inquire into his private life. But our newspaper is only a local newspaper, and the exclusive interview is in the financial section, so there is still a possibility of winning."
Shao Zhiwen was spinning his pen, thinking, are you talking nonsense
Old Liu nodded and looked at Shao Zhiwen who was turning his pen. Shao Zhiwen raised his head and met Old Liu's sharp gaze. He immediately withered and said, "I agree with what Bian Ye said, but the problem is, what I heard before, Mr. Liu beat all interviews to death and refused to answer any of them. When he called, he was only forwarded to the secretarial department, and the secretary directly replied that their boss did not accept interviews of any nature."
Ye Anning: "Don't have his private number?"
Shao Zhiwen looked sideways at her: "If I can get his private number, I think I'm not far away from death." Although Shao Zhiwen said it was a bit exaggerated, everyone in Liu Heng's circle knew that he was ruthless and cruel. And cold.
Ye Anning frowned: "I have a college classmate who works as a manager in Huarong. I'll ask her later. Maybe Liu Heng has figured out that the financial interview can only benefit him and not harm him, and maybe he can accept it."
Shao Zhiwen said: "He may not accept it even if it is beneficial. What do you think of his financial background? If he is not short of money, profit or fame, the only thing that people don't accept is his private space."
Ye Anning seemed to suddenly realize it. He flipped through the book in his hand and looked up at Old Liu: "Editor-in-Chief, Liu Heng may not be able to do this exclusive interview. He has lived abroad for a long time and only has some gossip. Judging from his personal behavior, he values his private space. In terms of public relations, many companies hope that financial newspapers will report more on their companies to increase their visibility, but Huarong has not had any related behavior in the past three years. There have been many The news was even suppressed by them.”
Shao Zhiwen opened his mouth: "You also know this?"
Ye Anning glanced at him, tapped the pen on the notebook, and said indifferently: "You have to do some homework!" After saying that, he turned his eyes and looked at Wang Yincheng.
There was nothing in front of Wang Yincheng's table. He crossed his fingers on the table and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. Old Liu turned his eyes to look at him. In fact, not only others, but now Old Liu was also watching Wang Yincheng. He felt that Nariko's level was still good, but this kind of exclusive interview without even being able to see anyone in person was indeed a bit overwhelming. Probably Nariko is still only suitable for doing things and is still lacking in dealing with people.
Wang Yincheng raised his eyes, looked at Lao Liu, and said calmly: "No problem."
"What?" Ye Anning was surprised, with a bit of contempt on his face, "Stop joking, Editor Wang, did you listen to what we just said?"
Wang Yincheng said calmly: "As Xiao Shao said, no one has Liu Heng's phone number. His attitude towards interviews is just because he has never accepted similar interviews. No one has asked Liu Heng personally. Maybe he The reason for not accepting it is not because he has no time, nor is it because he wants to protect the privacy of his personal space, he may just think - it doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter?" Ye Anning looked at Wang Yincheng as if he were watching a joke, with contempt in his eyes: "Wang Editor, if you don't understand, why don't you just stop talking nonsense?" The tone of her words was definitely offensive. Shao Zhiwen and Lao Liu couldn't help but frown after hearing this.
Wang Yincheng turned to look at Ye Anning with a calm expression: "Then how do you know that he is not indifferent?"
Ye Anning was at a loss for words, but still argued: "If it really doesn't matter, then why don't you accept an exclusive interview? Does this seem like something done by someone who doesn't care?"
Wang Yincheng nodded: "You're right, that's how normal people understand it. It doesn't matter, so I accepted the interview. But for a person like Liu Heng, it doesn't matter, so I refused to accept it."
Ye Anning: "..." She felt that there was no way she could understand Wang Yincheng. Their brain circuits were not on the same level of thinking. She turned her head, rolled her eyes, and stopped talking.
But Lao Liu found it very interesting: "Do you think this interview can be done?"
Wang Yincheng smiled: "It's not up to us whether we can do it or not. The editor-in-chief has already made up his mind. What will the boss think if we say we can't do it?"
Lao Liu: "Can it be done?"
Wang Yincheng smiled lightly: "Okay."
"Are you sure the next issue will be released?"
"Can."
Old Liu patted the table with a serious expression: "Okay! Anyway, you are responsible for Liu Heng's interview. If you can't do it, you have to bear the responsibility."
Wang Yincheng still nodded: "Okay."
When Ye Anning came out of the editor's office, she was about to explode. Who was the new Wang Yincheng? Did he say yes? Do you have the resources? Can you talk to Liu Heng? You are nothing! You are so awesome! !
Ye Anning sat back in her seat with an angry look on her face. People around her were used to it and glanced at her without saying anything.
After Wang Yincheng came out, Shao Zhiwen was a little confused: "Editor Wang, is there really no problem with that special article?"
Wang Yincheng turned his head and looked at Shao Zhiwen's splayed eyebrows and found it funny. This kid was so happy, "Well. Who said you have to meet him in person for the feature? As long as he agrees to the newspaper's use of that story, that's fine, right?"
Shao Zhiwen didn't react for a while, but then he turned around and thought, yes, as long as Liu Heng nodded and agreed after reading the manuscript we wrote, that would be fine!
After Wang Yincheng came out, the new intern Zhao Tianlan led Liu Heng to a separate cubicle of his own.
"Editor Wang, this is your office. I have just prepared all the office supplies for you. If you see if there is anything missing, I will go get it for you."
Wang Yincheng was placed in a small cubicle facing the sun, with floor-to-ceiling windows, a desk, and two rows of bookcases. The office was not big but enough.
Wang Yincheng nodded: "Thank you."
Zhao Tianlan was almost stunned by Wang Yincheng's handsome face, and her face turned red immediately. She had just discussed with several colleagues around her that the new person in charge looked like that celebrity. In the end, everyone agreed that he was not like anyone else. It doesn't look like him, but just because he doesn't look like him, that handsome and beautiful face looks particularly unique. Especially the aura of Wang Yincheng. Wow, Zhao Tianlan feels like stars are flying in front of his eyes and his head is dizzy. He is so handsome, so handsome, how can he be so handsome~~! ! !
How did Wang Yincheng know Zhao Tianlan's inner activities? He just watched the little girl in front of him face getting redder and redder, and finally ran out of the office with this tomato face.
Wang Yincheng spent the whole morning searching for information about Liu Heng and Huarong Pharmaceuticals in the newspaper's internal system, but he got very little, most of which was external stock analysis.
Wang Yincheng took a look at those stock analyses, and found that they were all very conservative analyzes based on K-line charts and recent financial markets and market sections, and basically had no reference value.
Wang Yincheng took out his notebook from his bag, logged into QQ, and found a person in the financial category.
[Cheng Yin: Are you there?]
[Beautiful Bigfoot: Yes, what's going on, little brother Yin?]
[Cheng Yin: Can I contact Liu Heng?]
[Beautiful Bigfoot: Wow, vomiting blood, are you talking about Liu Heng from Huarong Pharmaceutical? Although I owed you a debt of gratitude last time, and I said that I would go through fire and water without hesitation, but I think I should still pledge myself to you, right? Or should we talk about something else? I have the phone number of the boss of Jiahe Film and Television. Do you want to consider it?][Cheng Yin: No, just Liu Heng’s.]
[Beautiful big feet: I’m picking at your feet! ! !]
[Cheng Yin: You go ahead and pick it out. You have to contact me after you finish picking it out.]
[Beautiful Big Feet:... Let me try. What do you want to do? I can only give you a message.][Cheng Yin: OK, just ask him if he will do a character column in the financial section. If not, I will make the column and show it to him to see if he agrees to publish it.][Beautiful Bigfoot:... When did you start writing interviews?][Cheng Yin: I am now the person in charge of the financial section of the local newspaper, you can quit!][Beautiful big feet: scum! !]
[Beautiful Big Feet: Wait! Are you in H city?]
[Cheng Yin: Yes.]
[Beautiful Big Feet: Great! I want to sleep with you! Asking for a face! ! Please support me! ! Where are the people... Hey, hey... Where are the people? ? ?]Wang Yincheng logged into QQ, thought about it, and felt that for the time being, he could only wait for news from the other end. He logged into the company's internal CRM, browsed through all the relevant work of the recent department, and started today's work.
After lunch, the teacher of Dou Sha's class took the children to take a nap in the lounge, each with a small quilt. Ye Fei slept next to Dou Sha.
The teacher counted the number of people and left after confirming that there were no missing people and no one was sleeping.
Douzha immediately opened her eyes, got up quietly, looked in the direction of the door, and made sure the door was closed before lying down on her side. Ye Fei also opened his eyes, and the two little elves leaned their heads against each other and whispered softly.
Ye Fei: "You said this morning that you saw your mother yesterday?"
Douzha nodded, "Well, I saw it on my dad's cell phone!"
Ye Fei: "Let me tell you. Ask your dad. Your dad will tell you."
Douzha got angry when she thought of this: "That's not true! I peeked at my dad's phone yesterday and saw it in the photo album! He didn't tell me!"
Ye Fei opened his mouth: "Huh?" He thought for a while: "Your father didn't tell you, how do you know that the person in the photo is your mother!?"
Douzha paused for a moment, raised her neck and looked around to make sure no other children were paying attention, then lowered her voice and said, "I'm telling you, listen, that person is not my mother, but my other father!"
"Ah!?" Ye Fei was even more surprised, but he was only surprised for two seconds. He was very excited from the third second. He used to think that his family was quite special. Everyone else had a mother and a father, but he was the only one with two. A father, he went to ask his father why he was like this, but he was cruel to him. Now he is fine, it turns out that Dou Sha is just like him, he also has two fathers! !
Ye Fei was excited on the spot: "But you haven't told me yet, how did you know it!?"
Du Sha covered her mouth, her dark-gold eyes gleaming with excitement: "I just know it, I can tell it just by looking at it! He looks very similar to me, and" Du Sha raised his finger and pointed at the center of his eyebrows: "Where is he? I also have a mole, the same mole as mine!”
Ye Fei: "I know this. Adults say this is some kind of blood relationship. It's just a child born with an adult image!"
Douzha curled her lips: "We are related by blood~~"
Ye Fei: "Yes, that's it! But do you know where your other father is now?"
Douzha pouted and snorted: "My dad didn't tell me."
Ye Fei: "Do other relatives in your family know?"
Douzha thought for a while: "Even if they knew, they definitely wouldn't tell me!"
The two little guys gathered together and muttered to each other. The sound was not loud. The children were all asleep and no one noticed what they were saying. However, Dou Sha tilted his body and kicked away the quilt, with one calf exposed, and he crossed straight over his own crib to the crib on the other side.
Children can decide where their heads and feet should be when sleeping. Douzha and Ye Fei are facing one direction, but the other child next to him is facing another direction. The red bean paste socks had been taken off, and the little feet were lifted up and placed directly on the child's chest, with the nostrils facing the feet.
The child opened his eyes and looked at the feet on his chest. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He found that it was the foot of the child next to him, so he moved it with his hand and said in a sweet voice, "You kicked me!"
Douzha reacted instantly, raised her neck and looked at the little boy, but did not move her feet.
He frowned and glanced at the child suspiciously, only to realize that it was not a child in his class. Dou Sha is now in the top class, and the child seems to be in the kindergarten or middle class. Because there is no bed in his own class, he sleeps in their class.
The little boy has a pair of dark eyes and short black hair. His eyes are very big, his cheeks are bulging with baby fat, and his small nose has not yet grown flat.
Dou Sha felt that the little boy in front of her looked familiar, and Ye Fei sighed in his ear: "Oh, it's him, the little prodigy from Class 3!?"