"Yes, team, a team in our team that only you can build." Gao Leng finished speaking, walked to the window and suddenly opened the curtains, the seven o'clock sunlight shimmeringly scattered on the sea. As brilliant as a large piece of gold, it is very spectacular.

The VIP room has a vast field of vision, floor-to-ceiling windows facing the sea breeze, but the beautiful scenery is not in sight. There is no one on the coastline, naturally there is no one. This area is a private area.

"My team?" Lao Xiao listened, his voice a little confused, but more excited.

Excited beyond words.

The lofty ambition bursting out of Gao Leng's eyes told Lao Hang that he was not joking, he had a big picture of Zhang Hongwei in his heart.

"Yes." Gao Leng replied affirmatively, pointing to the rising sun of Dongsheng: "Our career is about to set sail. People always say that reporters are the uncrowned king. What is the uncrowned king? No crown, no crown is the king. Why? Because? The particularity of the identity of a reporter, reporting corruption to senior officials, and reporting trivial matters in the market, is afraid of exposure regardless of industry. This uncrowned, in fact, is afraid of exposure."

Gao sneered and turned around, the sunlight behind him, backlit, his face looked dark from the angle of Lao Diao, but his eyes were shining.

Send out a kind of fearful light, faintly king.

"Next, we have to be the crowned king." Gao Leng's voice was thick and powerful, making Lao Hang and Piaojie involuntarily stand up straight. He pointed his finger: "This crown is not exposed, but me. Gao Leng, my team, is itself frightening."

Although Lao Diao and Pu Jie didn't know how he laid out them, they nodded vigorously, with blood boiling deep in their hearts.

They know that the day when they are truly proud is coming, and their career is promising.

In the afternoon, Xingsheng’s entire team returned to Beijing by plane one after another. Huang Cong’s live broadcast case and later interviews were about a dozen, and they had to handover and trade news with local TV stations, Internet TV stations, and local TV stations. , Both are very tired.

The senior executives of Xingsheng were extremely satisfied with the event. The entire team brought by Gao Leng came to work after a two-day holiday. These two days were the busiest and most profitable for the advertising department.

After the little witch had eaten Tai Sui and practiced several times with Gao Leng, she was also in good health. She flew around the room from time to time. After Mu Xiao Leng returned home, she was taken to Paris by her mother to watch a fashion show. it is good.

...

In the early morning, Gao Leng stepped into Xingsheng's building and waited for the elevator to go upstairs. After a short rest, new struggles began again.

While waiting for the elevator, I saw several colleagues from Xingsheng, some of whom were managers of several departments.

In the reporter circle, there is a rule of predecessors, and it goes without saying that this rule is formed naturally. The reasons for this are simple and realistic.

The longer you stay in the circle of reporters, as long as you are not doing too badly, the more clues you have, the easier it is to get a case. This is known to reporters who follow the film and make unannounced visits.

The same is true for other types of reporters, such as personal interviews, key news, and social news.

The longer the time, the more contacts, and in the reporter circle, contacts are strengths, but the contacts of different types of reporters are in different scopes.

New reporters are the most difficult ones. Generally speaking, reporters who are as tired as dogs are new reporters. You have no connections, no resources, and even hard work to get resources. Well, old reporters. At first glance, I immediately found a similar resource and wrote a report. Even if the report is similar, the newspaper will give priority to the old reporter.

Suppressing newcomers is an unspoken rule in the reporter circle. No one wants to be snatched from the news. If one is snatched, it is all money.

Therefore, most of the students studying journalism have some background. Otherwise, you will not even be able to enter the media such as magazines and TV stations, and finally get in with your strength. Once you leave the teacher, you will die because you have no contacts and no articles. This way.

The high cold before rebirth almost died on this road.

Precisely because of this, in the reporter circle, seniors are majestic. This is why Gao Leng was working on Xiao Yun’s case. When he was asked to hold an emergency headline meeting for the overall situation, the managers sitting below ignored him, and Reasons for sarcasm.

Among the people waiting for the elevator, there are two managers, the equipment manager and the key news manager, both of whom are more than ten years old.

Gao Leng walked over. As he walked, several trainee reporters bent slightly towards him, nodded deeply to say hello, and Gao Leng nodded back.

Walking to the elevator and seeing these two seniors, he naturally bends slightly and greets with a smile.

"Oh, Reporter Gao." When the two managers saw Gao Leng bend down slightly, they hurriedly bend down in response, making it like a little Japan.

The so-called seniors and juniors are just the dividing line of great disparity in strength. When the strength is reached, you are the senior.

"Reporter Gao, in the case of Huang Cong a few days ago, the entire entertainment and financial pages were screened by you." The manager of the news group said haha, with envy in his tone.

"Yes, we can’t lift our heads up due to your suppression. You know Fengyun Magazine, we’re dead. Their boss Xiao, when you released the first episode of the live broadcast, he thought you were a sneak shot. Yes, I also specially organized reporters to write a long story, saying that our magazine had no conscience in the industry. As a result...haha, I was beaten in the face." said the equipment manager.

"Yes, yes, the funniest thing is that he just released a condemnation of your sneak shots at the birthday dinner of the big guy to shoot Huang Cong's ass. Your subsequent report immediately obtained the live broadcast right, haha, do you know? At that time, there was a saying that Mr. Xiao went to Europe and contracted European mental illness."

"European psychosis?" Gao Leng didn't quite understand.

"Well, it's not mentally ill. Why is the command wrong every time?"

...

Gao Leng knew in his heart that the words of these two managers were a lot of exaggeration, which was flattery.

After a few people haha ​​about this not funny joke, they took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as the elevator opened, a huge banner appeared in the lobby of the company's entrance, which was very conspicuous: Warmly celebrate the monthly advertising volume of Xingsheng Magazine which exceeded 100 million.

Colorful balloons decorate the front desk very beautifully.

Next to the front desk, there was a sign that read: Huang Cong's live broadcast right, the hero Gao Leng's celebration banquet, from 2 pm to 8 pm, we will be there.

Several colleagues who entered the company at the same time cheered.

"Wow! This is rare. It seems to be off work early in the afternoon. Wow, it seems that the amount of such a big banner celebration last time was only 60 million, right?"

"Yeah, it's only the first week of this month, it's 100 million! Reporter Gao, you are really awesome."

"The boss is going to be so happy. A 100 million advertising amount is not included in the profit of publishing, right? Gao Leng, I will break 100 million a week for the first time. Your bonus will not be less."

"Of course it will not be less, don't look at it, he is President Lu's lucky general!"

An endless stream of praises kept coming.

Gao Leng nodded lightly and walked inside. He was very happy, not just happy, but ecstasy.

But no matter how ecstasy, you can't overdo it, too much, it's arrogant.

As he walked in, he was stunned when he saw a familiar figure standing at the door.

The colleagues around were also stunned and stopped, the hustle and bustle sound stopped abruptly, and there was no sound.