Dousha Bao

Chapter 12

On the way back, Wang Yincheng kept driving silently. Shao Zhiwen sat on the front passenger seat and stared at him for a few times. Finally, he couldn't hold back: "Sir, what's the matter with you? The interview was it not easy...?"

Wang Yincheng: "No." But there is not much.

After returning to the editorial department, Wang Yincheng came to plan to sort out the manuscripts of the interview, but Ye Anning knocked on the door and went to sit opposite the desk, with a book and a pen in her hand, with an expression of seriousness at work: " Editor Wang, let's rush out the first draft together just after the interview."

Wang Yincheng had just put down his bag when he returned to the office, and the computer hasn't even been turn on. He turned on the computer, sat back in his chair, and glanced out quietly. Now Shao Zhiwen stretched his neck and looked into the office. It's time to come in.

It's okay to be responsible for the division of labor and collaboration together with a manuscript, but Ye Anning's move was obviously a bit too anxious.

Wang Yincheng said nothing, Ye Anning opened the notebook she carried with her, and looked at Wang Yincheng and smiled. She said, "Editor Wang, where is your recording pen?"

Wang Yincheng entered the computer password without raising his head: "I told you this morning that Liu Heng did not allow the recording pen when he was interviewed."

"Ah?" Ye Anning knew, of course, that Wang Yincheng spoke clearly in the morning, but Ye Anning was mixed in this circle for a long time and a short time, and she learned a lot of things in many ways. It's just a form without a mouth. Which editor did the interview without a recording pen?

Ye Anning thought Wang Yincheng was joking: "Editor Wang you kidding right..."

Wang Yincheng sighed in his heart. Old Liu was right. Ye Anning was not only arrogant to do things, but also had no mind to like to rely on her own cognition. She thought it was correct. The default in the circle did not need to worry. But Wang Yincheng knew people like Liu Heng. He said that one desperate is one, and two cannot be three.

"There are no recording pens and no manuscripts. I will keep all the interviews in my mind. Later, I will get out the prototype of his answer. At that time, you and Xiao Shao will be responsible for a part of it. The second draft is scheduled."

Ye Anning almost blurted out, the prototype of the answer? Have you remembered it? How do I know if you wrote it unilaterally or Liu Heng said it himself?

Ye Anning was so angry. The more she thought that Wang Yincheng was a lunatic. She packed her things up and stepped out with the sound of high heels.

In fact, if this matter falls on Shao Zhiwen or other girls in the office, they wouldn't be so unhappy. Ye Anning was proud and arrogant. She ran out before Wang Yincheng finished, she was aggrieved and felt that she was wronged. She thought Wang Yincheng was too autocratic. But in fact, if it was someone else, Wang Yincheng could make him understand it by explaining the situation at that time. After all, the big names in the financial circle were very different from those in the entertainment circle. The visibility exposure even emphasized in the entertainment circle, but there were many rules in the financial circle, one by one. And for Liu Heng, he wasn't allowed to use a recording pen. The requirements were quite normal.

🔸🔸🔸

Ye Anning ran out, Shao Zhiwen knocked at the door and squeezed his eyes, and Wang Yincheng looked up at him: "Go and give me the survey that was arranged in the morning."

"Okay! My Lord!" Shao Zhiwen ran away as he slipped away.

Wang Yincheng was working on the prototype of the interview for the next few hours. From the first to the last, all the words that Liu Heng had said were typed out from his memory. This process was long and boring and requires his brain to have extreme endurance.