Section 2

Still an intern. Today, I accompanied my mentor to conduct an interview, which was invited by General Manager Qian from the Project Development Department. Miao Tong wanted to say something else, but upon encountering Liu Jin's displeased gaze, she paused for a moment and held her tongue.

Miao Tong strongly agrees that the morning newspaper is not a tabloid magazine, so why is the Ministry of Culture trying to seize the front page for no reason

The next day, she went to the newspaper office, and early in the morning, Zhuo Yue called her into the office, not for any other matter, but regarding her confirmation as a permanent employee

Zhuo Yue waved his hand, "That's it, quickly write the interview script about the multi-car pileup on the highway that happened at dawn. Keep it within 1,500 words. You don't need to submit it for my review, just proofread it, add the images, and send it for typesetting... Oh, if there are no other more prominent articles by 4 PM today, it will go on the front page as the headline."

People of the past are like spoiled rice. Not eating will lead to hunger, but consuming it will cause stomach troubles

He did not come here to hear her reasons

Thinking this, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief

It is also because of her naivety that whenever there is something good, Zhuo Yue always thinks of her

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed. As we approach the twelfth month, there have been reports of women returning home late at night in the suburbs of this city being robbed and murdered. The investigation at the crime scene has determined that it is a case of gang-related activity, characterized by brutal methods. The police are urgently working to solve the case and are urging citizens to exercise caution when traveling at night

Miao Tong couldn't help but chuckle, finding this description to be incredibly accurate

Miao Tong smiled and said, "Sister Kui, what exactly do you want to know from www.hetushu.com?"

Miao Tong thinks that, from now on, there will probably be no more intersections in their lives

Indeed, Miao Tong threw the lunchbox into the trash can

Miao Tong gazed out at the rapidly passing scenery, seemingly indifferent, "Oh."

In fact, the Uncle Bai they speak of never concerns himself with how much they spend. Aside from the brief week spent together during the Spring Festival, he does not privately contact any of the children, and even if the children try to please him, he shows no favoritism.

Liu Jinzhi pushed up his glasses and said, "I saw you at the company today. I heard from Qian Meng that you have gone to work at the newspaper?"

The next day, on the bus to the hot spring resort, Sister Kui leaned over and said, "Xiao Miao, those two newcomers from the editorial department, who had just completed their internship, were in the process of formal employment procedures. However, they came in early this morning to pack their things and were dismissed."

She walked out of Zhuoyue's office and soon saw Editor Wang from the Ministry of Culture striding over with great momentum. His two-hundred-pound frame thudded heavily on the ground, and apart from another new intern, the other veterans in the editorial office didn't even lift their eyelids. The leader of Group Two, Sister Kui, said to Miao Tong in a low voice, "No need to panic, he's here to seize the front page. Don't worry, it won't take more than five minutes; I guarantee Wang the meatball will come out deflated."

Although it is an old house and a - picture - book, the Zhuo family's maid comes to clean once every half month, keeping it very clean and tidy. Zhuo Yue collects seven hundred yuan in rent from her each month, which is somewhat extravagant for Miao Tong, but for this house, it could at least fetch double the price. The master wants to help her but does not wish for her to feel burdened. Miao Tong does not express this on the surface, yet she secretly remembers this favor in her heart

However, it is unnecessary to refuse in a lofty manner. After all, he is considered an elder, so why make him uncomfortable? Miao Tong readily accepted, "Understood, Master, do you have any other matters to attend to?"

This line is about Miao Tong, who lives in the suburbs and always works late. Zhuo Yue, feeling uneasy, asked her father for an old house from the 1990s in the city, which is 60 square meters and has a small terrace filled with hydrangeas. It is the same place Zhuo Yue lived in when she graduated from university, and all the furniture and decorations were personally selected by her. She couldn't bear to rent it out, so it has remained vacant.

She no longer argued and calmly said, "I understand now, it won't happen again in the future"

On the weekend, Miao Tong called for a car and brought over two large suitcases.

At the end of the year, members of the society with more than two years of service are entitled to a two-day trip to a hot spring resort at the organization's expense. Zhuo Yue did not have time to go, so she let Miao Tong take her spot. The other newcomers, filled with envy and jealousy, dared not express their feelings openly and could only mutter a few sarcastic remarks in the restroom, saying that Miao Tong is the beloved disciple of Editor Zhuo. Fortunately, Editor Zhuo is not a man; otherwise, she would probably be promoted to team leader by tomorrow.

Sister Kui spread her hands and said, "Look, competing for space with Editor-in-Chief Zhuo is as difficult as pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth"

If she stayed any longer, she might just smash the fried rice she was holding onto his face. That face, so aloof and condescending. Who knows? In any case, she left. Back in her little room, she shut the door tightly, opened the lunch box, and smelled the fried rice that had gone stale from being left too long.

Sister Kui, undeterred, said: "I heard that yesterday the two of them ran to their editor-in-chief's office in tears, as if they had suffered some great injustice and were there to complain. Don't you know what it was about?"

Miao Tong took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Bai has raised me to this point, and I have nothing left to repay him. From now on, I will not take a single cent from him. And you, as Mr. Bai's secretary, have no right to spend even a half cent on his behalf without his authorization."

Five minutes later, Editor Wang returned in defeat

Miao Tong was somewhat surprised, "Master, the internship period is one year, and I have only completed half a year..."

Those children delude themselves into thinking they can obtain the affection of mortals in the embrace of the divine, which is nothing but the folly of dreamers

Miao Tong rinsed herself in the compartment, pushed the door open, smiled at the two girls who were frozen in place, and left without saying a word

One www.hetushu.com, both parties are settled and owe nothing to each other

"Early this morning, I received a call from above, specifically to discuss this matter with me." Zhuo Yue tapped the table with the tip of her pen, "The salary during the internship is too low, but the benefits and treatment will be different after becoming a regular employee. Just know about this; it is still uncertain whether those interns can stay. Don't make it public to avoid raising objections from others."

She does not want money, so he uses something else to fill the void

This month, Miao Tong received her first salary after being confirmed as a full-time employee. Her basic salary, combined with manuscript fees and various allowances, made her feel as if she were on the path to a modestly prosperous life, especially since the company provided lunch. During her internship, she earned eight hundred yuan a month and still had some left over. In fact, while she was still in school, apart from tuition fees, Liu Jin Zhi would transfer two thousand yuan to her card every month, and she would only withdraw three hundred. After graduation, she returned the card to Liu Jin Zhi.

That Fan Xiaolin is constantly causing a scene about divorce, isn't it the same any day?

"If one day you encounter difficulties..." Liu Jinzhi paused mid-sentence, as the girl's gaze was deep and penetrating, resembling that of a fox, staring intently at him. In his memory, when he first met Miao Tong, she had always kept her head lowered, quiet and obedient, fully accepting of any arrangements. In Liu Jinzhi's understanding, the action of "staring" was not something she would be capable of doing.

At this point, Miao Tong basically understood; what a meticulous person Liu Jin is, leaving no detail overlooked in his dealings with www.hetushu.com

No need

The headline for tomorrow has been set by Chief Editor Wang of the Ministry of Culture, featuring an exclusive interview with the celebrity Fan Xiaolin

As for the economic aspect

Zhuo Yue has a complex relationship with her personality, feeling both love and hate. While girls her age can be quite endearing when they act cute to gain favors from their elders, her disciple is like a balance scale; if you give her ten pounds of cabbage, she will only add a weight of one pound, ensuring that nothing is shortchanged.

Taking advantage of Liu Jinzhi's silence, Miao Tong has already left

That person is a deity, a deity without a heart, a deity that is fair and just

Miao Tong, we had a verbal agreement. You have already graduated, and Mr. Bai has fulfilled his obligations by supporting you all these years. In the future, if there is nothing important, there is no need for us to meet again. Liu Jinzhong adjusted his glasses and said, "Miss Miao is a smart girl. If you have any financial needs, you may bring them up now. In the future, I do not wish for Miss Miao to appear at Yuan Sheng Real Estate or in any place where Mr. Bai may be present."

This matter was inadvertently discovered by another foster child named Wu Xiaofang, who, during the Spring Festival at the villa, scolded her along with other children: "You just pretend to be obedient and clever, don't you just want to attract Uncle Bai's attention? Wearing such tattered clothes, are you trying to embarrass Uncle Bai?"

Miao Tong looked at him, a thirty-two-year-old man wrapped in an expensive suit, with an irresistible serious face and sharp eyes