Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Chapter 3292

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why didn't you respond?"

The girl who was advised was stunned for a moment, staring at the figure of Cheng Zitong, showing a faint smile, "what do you think of that uncle?"

Fu Yuan Er also Leng for a while, the uncle in her mouth, should not be Cheng Zi Tong.

The girls were quiet for a while and suddenly excited.

"Who's that uncle? He's not very handsome, but he has a good taste."

"Yes, yes, it's more pleasant than those hairy boys."

"Is he their relative?"

"Just ask later."

Soon after they had a half-time break, the girls Hula immediately surrounded them, all around the same person.

It's water and towel.

Fu yuan'er is a little confused. In the eyes of young girls, is Cheng Zi so popular.

If it wasn't for her from beginning to end, she would really suspect that Cheng Zitong paid for these girls.

Suddenly, Cheng Zitong looks up at her and signals her to go.

She immediately felt the hostility of the girls towards her.

She can't help but curl her mouth. Cheng Zitong did it on purpose.

She got up and walked over. She wanted to stay away from him. Before she stopped, he reached out and pulled her to her side.

"I want a coke." He came up to her and said in her ear.

As soon as the girls looked at him, they knew that he had a master, and their faces were a little angry.

Fu yuan'er said in her heart that she was so bored that she turned and left the court.

It takes a turn for a small shop.

She bought a coke and held it in her hand, but didn't go back to the court immediately.

He didn't need coke, he just wanted to borrow her to send the girls away.

She walked along the path. The atmosphere in the school was completely different from that outside. Every corner was quiet.

She remembered that at that time in the school, every day she sneaked out of the classroom a few minutes in advance, just to run to another teaching building and wait for Ji senzhuo.

I hope he can go home with himself after class, or go to the bookstore, eat snacks, play games... As long as you can do anything with him.

However, he didn't do anything with her until the last time.

Sometimes think about it, jisenzhuo is just a dream she had.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she almost ran into someone at the corner.

Looking up, it was Cheng Zitong, sweating.

"It's hard to wait for your coke." He said.

Fu yuan'er was speechless and handed him the coke. He really wanted to drink it.

"What are you looking for?" He asked.

"I... I just forgot how to get back to the court." She told a lie.

It can't be said that she's not interested in watching him play.

He turned and went on.

She followed him forward, but not in the direction of returning to the court, but on a path.

The road is so narrow that it can only be used by one person.

She followed in his footsteps, and the quiet road was filled with the soft footsteps of two people.

She couldn't help but feel at a loss. Where would he take her? Why did she follow him so obediently

There are no answers to these questions. They have crossed the path and come out of the school side door to the side of the road.

At this time, Fu yuaner's phone rings. It's the editor in chief.

"Reporter Fu, please come to the newspaper office at once." The tone of the editor in chief is more serious than ever.

"Here are twenty minutes." The editor added that he hung up without hesitation.

Fu yuan'er pursed her lips. She probably knew

"Do you know that the newspaper is faced with acquisition, and the acquisition price is directly determined by the performance of the newspaper. By doing so, you are not destroying me alone, but everyone's job." The editor in chief began to lecture.

Smell speech, Fu Yuan son also can't bear.

It's OK to talk about problems, but not moral kidnapping.

"Can one month's performance affect the purchase price of the whole newspaper?" She asked directly, "editor in chief, do you think you are a fool, or do you think I am?"

"Fu yuan'er!" The editor in chief glared.

Fu yuan'er met her eyes without fear.

"Knock!" At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the assistant editor in chief came in with a trembling probe, "master... Editor in chief..."

"Say what you have to say!" The editor in chief ordered.

"The... Acquisition company representative came."

Chief editor Wei Leng.

Fu yuan'er ignored the chief editor and stepped out of the office.

Back to her work position, Fu yuan'er sat down in a daze.

It's one thing to be impatient with the editor in chief, but we really need to find a way to improve the performance of the social section.

She's been working on it all these years, and she already has feelings for it.

"Hello, see, the representative of the acquisition company." Xiaoxiao came to gossip with her again.

Fu yuan'er took a look along her eyes. A tall and thin man's suit sets off her profession and ability.

At a glance, she drew back her eyes and made sure she didn't know her.

"Don't you think he's handsome?" Small said, "on behalf of the company to come to talk about acquisition, not the company's second in command, but also high-level, annual salary of many single digits of the kind of it."

Fu yuan'er is noncommittal. Her mind is not on it at all.

"Hey, you can't marry a rich man by yourself. You have to help your sisters as well." Let's make complaints about her.

Fu yuan'er was stunned and said that there was a rich man waiting for her downstairs.

She'd better go downstairs first.

When she came to the elevator, what she thought was how to improve the performance of the social sector.

"Fu yuan'er, Fu yuan'er..." at this time, the assistant of the editor in chief came up and said breathlessly, "don't go, the editor in chief is still looking for you."

Fu yuan'er didn't want to go, "I've understood my main idea, there's no need to go."

"It's the representative of the acquiring company who wants to see you." Said the assistant, stamping his foot.

Fu yuan'er was stunned.

She followed the assistant back to the editor's office.

The representative nodded to her, "is it a reporter?"

Fu yuaner nodded.

"Sit down, please."

After sitting down, the representative continued to ask, "you are the chief reporter of social news. Do you have any ideas about the future development of social news?"

Fu yuan'er looks at the editor in chief.

What does this mean? Even if she has an idea, it doesn't mean to ask her directly.

Chief editor or chief editor, which one has no more say than her.

"Miss Fu, you don't have to worry. Just say it." The representative said.

The chief editor didn't say a word, but his eyes were still contemptuous.

Just now Fu yuan'er didn't want to say it. Now give her a chance to see what she can say.

Fu yuan'er slightly pursed her lips, made a draft, and began to say, "I will do more things around the common people, and what the common people are most concerned about, so as to make the social news as grounded as possible."

"In addition, the social edition will include the whole society, and I will regularly do some hot news to make readers feel fresh when reading newspapers."

That's all.

She looked at the representative.