"Happy, beautiful!" Zhou Daoran looked at the computer screen in the editor-in-chief of "The Great Rivers and Lakes" and cheered, "I didn't expect this kid to be so hard."

The screen shows the post Liu Jingting just posted.

At this moment, the entire editorial department was filled with a strong sense of joy, and the editors were like whales that had been silent under the water for a long time. They were able to surface and breathe comfortably.

"Speaking of this, Mihu really has a solution." Tang Nan was tilting his head to talk to his colleague next door, "Blue and White Porcelain", but he heard an editor-in-chief say: "Look at the group."

Editor-in-Chief Zhou posted a screenshot in the group, which said: "Three, my personal opinion is that if a cultural product company wants to be invincible, it is the kingly way to produce good content. Smearing, conspiracy, and frame slander behind it is completely a waste of the foundation and not worth laughing at, and encouragement with you." This sentence is particularly well said, both encouraging with the opponent and we are encouraging. This ancient medieval student is not simple to have such insights at a young age.

Everyone replied, yes.

Then the editor-in-chief said again: "Everyone will post his post, don't over-verbalize it, just say it's okay to suddenly realize it, and then call the waiter and ask him to come out and take the call."

"Okay editor-in-chief." Everyone lined up to agree.

Liu Jingting's post was topped half an hour after it was released. The following posts were so popular. Most of the comments were to help Gu Yongsheng summon "shop waiter". Everyone laughed and jokingly helped Gu Yongsheng lead a message: "Everyone said it was so anxious. Isn't the great waiter coming out to pick up customers?"

"House, Gu Yongsheng called you to reply."

"I would like to ask for the time and place of writing on the spot. Even if there are thousands of miles of land, I would like to go to the scene in person to watch the glory, and I would like to ask the waiter to make it happen."

"Waiter, please take off your vest and show off your abdominal muscles, and fight!"

...

In addition to posting, this post was like a mother virus, and quickly spawned a series of posts. For a time, the homepage of the entire forum was occupied by the news that "Gu Yongsheng invited the waiter to fight in the shop". The keen media then turned the point and made remarks supporting the writing on the spot, and asked the whistleblower to appear in his real name.

With this note alone, the situation immediately reversed, which shows that true awesomeness is based on strength.

Gu Yongsheng, who was trying to turn the tide, was eating ramen with his editor Mi Hu. What was strange was that Mi Hu's face was not particularly good-looking. She said to the boy in front of her in an angry tone: "If you guessed wrong, I will definitely not let you go."

The boy curled his lips and smiled, saying, "You can do it my way and you will know what to do."

Mihu finished the meal in a depressed mood, then hurriedly said goodbye to Liu Jingting. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "You go to my house to get a computer and have a contract this weekend. I will treat you to dinner. I don't want to owe you a favor."

If Liu Jingting was really fourteen years old, he would definitely not be able to hear the meaning of this sentence, but Liu Jingting, who has the soul of a college student, could easily hear the girl's words. Looking at Mi Hu's back, he smiled silently.

When Mihu returned to the office, the editorial department stood up and gave him warm applause. The editor-in-chief poked half of his body out of the office and waved, "Mihu, come to my office."

Mi Hu smiled and thanked everyone. When he walked into the editor-in-chief's office, no one noticed the complicated look in her eyes, nor did anyone notice the complicated look in the other pair of eyes in the office.

"Editor-in-chief, there is a traitor in our editorial department." Mi Hu entered the editor-in-chief's office, with a smile on his face, and straight to the point.

Zhou Daoran's face was calm, and he pointed to the chair and said, "Sit first."

Mihu looked at the editor-in-chief in confusion and sat down on the chair.

"Mihu, have you ever thought that this is a plan?" Zhou Daoran looked at Mihu without any joy and anger, "I mean, from the beginning to the end, this is a plan, and until now, a counter-espionage plan."

Mihu said decisively: "Impossible. He has posted a post to refute the rumors and explained it to me."

Zhou Daoran chuckled and said, "Yes, it's a series of plans."

"Why are you just unwilling to believe him?" Mihu raised his voice and the voice reached the editorial department. Everyone looked puzzled. Isn't it okay?

"How long have you been in this society? Have you ever seen a real commercial war? Don't tell me that you have read it in novels. It's too naive. I can tell you that it's a battle where people eat and don't spit bones."

The editor-in-chief was also angry, and his words floated out of the office. The entire editorial department suddenly became quiet, and they both chatted and guessed the reason for the quarrel between the editor-in-chief and Mi Hu.

"You said at the beginning that he was framed me, and I went to find him and asked him to post an explanation. Now you said that he was setting up a series of plans. You didn't believe him from the beginning, and you had never seen him before. You made a judgment based on your own experience. According to you, do we want this author?" Mihu said aggrievedly.

"I can't afford this risk. Think about it carefully. From the beginning to now, does he act like a fourteen-year-old child should show?" Zhou Daoran said with a little disappointment: "Mihu, you are too voluntary."

"I believe him, I just believe him!" Mi Hu shouted a few times in tears, then ran out of the office, and turned back at the door of the office: "If the editor-in-chief insists on his arbitrary judgment and is unwilling to believe others, just drive it together."

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Zhou Daoran stood up and pointed at Mi Hu and shouted: "What are you saying? Are you threatening me?"

Mihu didn't answer and left alone.

"Do you think you can't leave "The Great Rivers and Lakes"? You're too ignorant. You'll go to the personnel department tomorrow to resign!" Zhou Daoran gave a firing order to Mi Hu's back.

The editors of the editorial department were confused. Which one was singing about the plot that was turning around? Tang Nan was about to get up to chase Mihu, but the editor-in-chief said, "Whoever wants to chase, let's go together!"

Tang Nan stuck out his tongue and sat down again.

With another "bang", the editor-in-chief slammed the office door and put down all the blinds. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to ask why.

Just half an hour after Zhou Daoran and Mi Hu quarreled, the waiter finally appeared. He did not fight Gu Yongsheng, but wrote an apology post saying that he was just a reasonable question and had no intention of frame-up. Since the parties came forward to explain and the truth was revealed and his mission was completed, he decided to ban the account and never appear on the Jianghu People Forum again. Finally, he pretended to wish Gu Yongsheng good results in his new works.

This response disappointed the forum netizens. Seeing that a climax was about to come, one side suddenly stopped and admitted defeat, which was really disappointing. Gu Yongsheng was defeated by the operation's doubts. Some netizens were unwilling to accept the good things and posted a post to provoke them. Unfortunately, the waiter did what he said and could not show up.

However, another netizen speculated that this post that "The Great Jianghu" was hyping from time to time became popular for a while, but it did not cause a big stir.

The first rain in April came unexpectedly. Mihu stood in front of the large window with a glass of milk, looking down at the interlaced highway downstairs. She lived on the sixth floor, with a good view. The spring rain fell without any rush, like countless threads connecting the sky and the earth. The street lights in the rain seemed so dim and lonely. Mihu took a sip of milk, and suddenly the tender and green face appeared in her mind: "For you, thousands of times."

"What a little brat, saying such a messy thing." Mi Hu spat, but a strange feeling arose in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face. At this time, her cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Brother Nan..."

The first call was from Tang Nan. He expressed concern about the quarrel between him and the editor-in-chief today, and said that he would wait until the editor-in-chief calmed down and join forces with other editors to plead for her. After hanging up Tang Nan's phone, Mihu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then several editors called, basically comforting and encouragement. Mihu's mood began to become more conflicted and complicated, and at the same time she was a little guilty.

"It's all his fault. What kind of bullshit leads snakes out of the hole? Where can there be snakes?" Mihu said to himself, and then his phone rang again.

"Editor Kuang," Mihu replied inertially, "I didn't expect you to call too."

"Yes, you are a key talent in our editorial department. If you suffer grievances, you will naturally have to come and care for it." Kuang Heng's voice came from the phone.

"Thank you."

"It's okay, why, I really decided to leave "The Great Rivers"?"

Mi Hu's heart moved, coughed, and said, "Brother Nan said he would join forces with you editors to plead for me, but I want to..." Mi Hu sighed at the right time and continued, "I think if the editor-in-chief does not change his attitude, I probably won't be able to go back."

"The editor-in-chief has always been very nice to you. This matter is not a big deal. If you lower your head and admit your mistake, we will have some potential for you. As for that Gu Yongsheng, giving up love is just, and you can't delay your future because of an author."

Mihu sat on the sofa, took a sofa cushion and hugged it in his arms, and said, "This is a matter of principle. He is conservative and stubborn, so it is difficult for magazines to get out of the predicament."

After a little silence, Kuang Heng sighed leisurely and said, "Yes..."

The next morning, the rain was clear, and the sun shone through the clouds, and the early office workers were walking in a hurry with bags and breakfast and soy milk. The bus stops were crowded with men and women waiting for the bus. The car owners would occasionally glance at the anxious people on the platform, and naturally felt a sense of superiority...

Kuang Heng entered the editor-in-chief of "The Great Rivers and Lakes" four years ago and witnessed the most glorious period of the magazine. Later, Xue Muliang and Han Shuo emerged and began to make magazines one after another. "The Great Rivers and Lakes" began to decline in competition. However, Han Shuo had some trouble with his investment boss for some reason. The magazine only made two issues and announced that it would be suspended indefinitely. Xue Muliang's "Ding Novel" rose rapidly.

After several personnel changes, a new group of young editors such as Kuang Heng were promoted to editor-in-chief.

Kuang Heng was in a good mood today. He had to look forward to what he had planned for a long time, and he had unexpected gains. When he left after breakfast, he was full of spring breeze.
Chapter completed!