The journal has been busy for a month, and the entire company's printing factory and readers are busy. Cui Mengxi's name follows the two articles. Including that cover interview, her name follows the editor-in-chief, although the word "intern" is added to the front.
When my words turned into lead type for the first time, they would also hand them to people of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan to read.
Meng Xi felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in her heart, and she deeply felt the pleasure of hard work and progress.
At the same time, the cover character that will be delivered next month has to be left to the remote because the editor-in-chief temporarily made it, making the editorial department anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
The business department and the editorial department discussed together for a long time. First, they invited the invitation by phone. Before the magazine name was reported, the other party hung up the phone and did not accept anyone's interview. In fact, they are just big and have great business and look down on small local magazines.
The goals of the two departments have been declining again and again, and the editor-in-chief’s resources were used to find the phone number of China Unicom He Junmo’s office.
The phone was connected, and the man righteously stated that he did not need promotion and marketing and would not accept interviews. Compared to the ease of giving up important remote people, He Junmo is an existence that can only succeed but not fail.
Everyone in the editorial department changed their phone numbers and called them all over to impress him with sincerity.
Mengxi was the last fight, and she was forced to do so. Otherwise, she would not have completed her work tasks and was not sociable. The progress she finally made, Mengxi naturally would not let such things block his own progress.
In front of the editor-in-chief, she dialed the phone with a flash. I secretly prayed that the avatar on the phone treated all my colleagues, and I was hung up after I couldn't finish a word.
Meng Xi intentionally refused to listen to the editor-in-chief's dissuasion, so she first reported the name of the magazine.
She counted silently in her heart, waiting for the sound of beeping hanging up from the receiver, but the other party did not move at all, and there was no sound in the receiver.
The colleagues around him showed joy on their faces, Mengxi set a record, but the other party did not hang up the phone.
Meng Xi did not dare to speak anymore, and the opposite side was quiet, and she did not dare to act rashly.
"Repeat again."
He Junmo's low and distinctive and thick voice came from the earpiece.
Meng Xi knew that he noticed it and held the phone at a loss. He calmed down for a few seconds. If he hung up like this, maybe he would call the phone to the office. That way the scene will be difficult to deal with.
She turned around in a hurry, pinched her nose with one hand, and repeated it softly, and the other party quickly hung up the phone.
Meng Xi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the onlookers recovered from disappointment. Only the editor-in-chief looked at Mengxi thoughtfully, and she quickly sat back on her seat and pretended to be busy.
"This is not a great cafe. So, I can only revolve around him this month."
The colleagues were dejected one by one.
"This time I have to take out the spirit of the paparazzi and go to his office to block it."
The editor-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a stance of burning the boat.
At noon, the editor-in-chief indeed began to select subordinates to take him to He Junmo's office building to block people. She looked at Mengxi for the first time. Mengxi quickly avoided her gaze.
The editor-in-chief finally asked Duan Shaolin to bring the latest issue of the magazine to follow.
Meng Xi was very nervous. This month seemed to be meeting that person no matter what. She was thinking of a way. If she really couldn't escape, she would call him in advance. Now she knew the phone number in his office. Mengxi comforted himself like this.
Like Cui Mengxi, they did not make an appointment and were rejected. However, they also got the important information that He Junmo would come downstairs to have dinner every noon, and the two of them stared at the exit of the building like detectives. However, they only have a photo from a long time ago on the Internet, which is very difficult to identify. They look like everyone, but they look like everyone else.
The two of them didn't care about their image, and just stood at the front door, watching the people coming and going, trying hard to judge from their clothes and image. I felt the difficulty of entertainment.
Finally, He Junmo, wearing a white suit, appeared.
Before Duan Shaolin reacted, the editor-in-chief got up excitedly. Time has not stopped, but it is difficult for a person to change his spirit. The unique smell makes the editor-in-chief confirm that it is him without any doubt.
"Hello, Mr. He."
The editor-in-chief trotted a few steps, finally stood still, walked to He Junmo with neither humility nor arrogantness, and extended his right hand as he greeted him.
He Junmo raised his right eye and turned a blind eye to the hand that stretched over.
The editor-in-chief withdrew his hand calmly, tilted his head slightly, and quickly introduced himself. Before he could finish his words, he interrupted others rudely.
"You know. The names of your magazines have been brought into my dreams these two days. Now, even people have come in person, and the illusion has shone into reality. You are determined to be unable to get along with me."
He raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.
"Thanks to Mr. He for remembering us, it means we are half successful. Who made Mr. He have made us so hard to pester us like this."
The editor-in-chief said with a smile on his face, and walked forward, intending that He Junmo would follow him as soon as he left.
"I am a small company, just talk about your colorful instincts directly. The matter over there has nothing to do with me, please don't disturb my lunch break."
After saying that, he stepped forward without hesitation.
"Mr. He, please support our magazine more. This is our journal last month. Zhang of real estate, our cover character. If you agree to our interview, you will be the cover in this issue."
The editor-in-chief's steps were a little messy. She knew that she had to seize the opportunity to pester all the time, otherwise she would not be able to see him in the future. She took the magazine in Duan Shaolin's hand and took a few steps, but handed it to He Junmo with both hands.
Duan Shaolin's expression changed drastically on the side. He did not expect that a woman who looked so capable, domineering and beautiful would be so humble in front of a person with a little careless behavior.
He Junmo probably heard Mr. Zhang's name and glanced curiously at the photo studio successful person in a suit and tie on the cover. However, his eyes quickly fell on the name of the editor at the bottom, with Cui Mengxi's name shakingly written on it.
For the first time, he raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, picked up the magazine, and walked forward without looking back.
The editor-in-chief stood and looked at his back as he walked away, unable to guess what he was thinking.
The next day, the editor-in-chief called to confirm that he did not hang up. The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, saying that the cover editor of the last issue would go to the company with him, and that he would go immediately.
The editor-in-chief put down the phone and opened his mouth slightly, saying that he was such a strange person.
At the same time, Mengxi was calling for her to set off.
Meng Xi was stunned.
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