Simple little hands were twisted together, looking shyly at the only big bed.

In front of him, Gao Leng's perfect and strong figure made people spurt inexplicably.

With a lone man and a bed, Xiao Shan is a little embarrassed.

"You go back to sleep alone. If someone sees it and knocks on the door again, go to sleep here." Gao Leng pointed to the bed and went directly into the bathroom: "I'm going to sleep there."

After a short while, Gao Leng left.

Jian Xiaoshan climbed onto the bed, nestled in the quilt, and smiled shyly, "My woman? This is the second time he said that." She thought, and her whole body was buried in the quilt shyly.

...

Gao Leng stood in front of the door of Fatty and Lao Diao’s room. He just knocked twice before opening the door. It was Lao Dang who opened the door. He was not sleepy. It seemed that he had not rested yet. After entering, he saw Pussy Street and The fat man slept on all sides, and the two snored happily.

They are so tired.

Gao Leng said briefly about the situation, and the old man pointed to the bed: "You go to sleep, I slept for a while in the afternoon, I will check the information."

"Let's squeeze together." Gao Leng pointed to the bed. This is a standard room with a big bed. He glanced at the computer screen and saw that all the information was searched for by Ken Bihan. After collecting the information on the next unannounced visit, he didn't know that the breakthrough point of this case was Caesars, because he simply searched for Ken Bihan's information.

"Hey, I don’t know about unannounced visits. I don’t pay attention to these companies. I usually accumulate information on celebrity cars and frequently visited locations. The stupid bird flies first. I have to read more information before I can help. I'm busy, I just watched it for a long time, I still don't understand." The old hanging scratched his head embarrassedly.

This rough man in his thirties, at this time, looked helpless like a schoolboy with poor grades.

Find clues from major media reports, and discover problems from various types of data. This is not an overnight effort. It requires professional skills and talent. This is a job with high IQ and high EQ. It is not like a sneak shot. , Couldn't be more normal.

Gao Leng took a look, thought for a moment, and then sat down, motioning Lao Hao to sit down and say, "I'm about to tell you something, about your positioning."

Lao Hang sat down very seriously when he heard it.

"I have used you several times for sneak and follow-up photos, including the scene of Huang Cong's dinner. I have watched every photo you took." Gao Leng opened his mouth, his words were very serious, such seriousness. , So that this seemingly homely conversation has a different meaning.

Lao Diao knew that Gao Leng gave him an opportunity and an inspection.

Pushing the street moved, opened his eyes slightly and did not stand up to disturb, just listened quietly, watching the old hanging. The old sling came from the old hanging. The status of the old hanging directly determines his status. He understands.

"You worked very hard, just for the dinner, you took more than 700 photos; to follow Lin Zhi, you stepped on it in advance; the studio was set up, you wrote down the entire process, and asked other colleagues about what they should pay attention to. All these matters, I see them all in my eyes."

The old hanging felt nervously in his pocket, took out the cigarette and the lighter, hesitated for a moment, and put it back.

Gao Leng doesn't smoke, he remembered this, he would usually come and he chose not to smoke.

His hands trembled a little, and he touched the string of Buddhist beads on his hands. This is an extremely ordinary string of Buddhist beads. When Gao Leng began to assign the work that reporters would only do to him, he was the first to tell him to accompany him. Looking at his hard-working wife, he didn't say very much about it. When he said it, his wife couldn't understand it. She told him that there is hope in the family, and there is hope that he can improve his life, and he can return to his hometown to repair the dirt house.

Hope to make more money.

After saying that, his wife said nothing that night, just cheerful, but did not expect to go to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva the next day, begged this string of beads for him, and asked him to give it to Gao Leng.

"This is a gift from the Bodhisattva. It is very spiritual. It is given to you nobles. We have no money. The things of the Bodhisattva are always good." The old lady exhorted.

The old sling held it, but didn't feel embarrassed to hold Gao Leng, so he wore it.

Lao Hang gently stroked this string of Buddhist beads, saying that he was not nervous, it was fake. He is just a driver, and it is already rare to be able to give the opportunity to do the work that a college student does. But hard work and not doing well are two different things.

"Being a reporter requires professional skills and a certain level of knowledge. Unannounced visits are different from follow-up stars. Most of the unannounced visits are companies, companies from all walks of life, and require a wide range of knowledge and a lot of information to check, just like Many of the materials in this follow-up case are overseas and require English. This is your weakness." Gao Leng said slowly.

Gao Leng's words are pertinent. Indeed, as far as Huang Cong's dinner party is concerned, the old man took hundreds of photos, and only a few can be selected that can be used as news materials. Taking news photos and taking photos of life are two different things.

This requires professional skills and systematic theoretical learning.

Pushing the street buried his head deep in the quilt, as if he didn't want to listen anymore. Lao Diao is his master. He saw Lao Diao with his own eyes and learned that he followed Gao coldly, and not only after he became a driver, he invited the driver brothers to dinner that night. He was happy and confident.

The old hanger often said that what he did was not a job but a career, and Gao Leng gave him a chance to make his career bigger.

"Your greatest advantage is your thoughtfulness and rich social experience. In this regard, the other members of our team are inferior to you. This is why I reuse you." Gao Leng praised him very much and gave affirmation: "I want to say the reporter Let’s say it’s difficult, it’s easy, and it’s simple. It’s nothing more than a few machines, a few shooting techniques, you can’t make an unannounced visit, and the star will definitely be able to win it. I’m confident about that."

"But..." Gao Leng sighed softly.

Old Hang's heart sank.

His eyes on the street were round and he buried his head in the quilt. Generally, after "but", nothing is good.

"Just open it up and say it. In this world, some are heroes and some are clapping next to the hero. Just follow you. Just as a driver, I am definitely the most skilled driver. I brought it here. I will teach him all the skills. We need a driver for both sneak shots and follow-up shots. It’s okay to leave this to me. I’m very cold. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be a reporter. In a few days, I have been very lucky." Lao Diao smiled sly, although there was some disappointment in his eyes, more of it was still fighting spirit.

Indeed, there are talented heroes in this world, and there are indeed a few heroes. He is willing to be a person applauding next to the hero. The most rare thing is that a person can see himself clearly.

"Old man, you have to transform." Gao Leng patted him on the shoulder: "Drivers, reporters, neither can tap your maximum potential.

Transformation? !

Lao Diao was stunned. If he was an improper driver or a reporter, where would he turn?