A few days later.

After nearly a month, Li Zhiying's reappearance in the newspaper office naturally made the restless group of editors and reporters eager to gossip in the small group.

Guan Shan also went to the newspaper office rarely, and still caught the attention of many people.

However, thanks to Li Zhiying's presence today, these people did not dare to discuss him presumptuously as before, and obviously they were still very "daunted" by this stern president.

I don't know if Li Zhiying should be pleased with this situation, or should he laugh or cry?

Guan Shan shrugged, and now he returned to a familiar and unfamiliar workstation, Comrade Xiao Shen came with him early in the morning.

-After giving the "Queen Bee" to Li Zhiying yesterday, she left by herself first, and she should have returned home to settle the matchmaking.

It’s been a long time since Guan Shan found that the whole office was completely new. Simple window grilles and decorations were posted everywhere. The red ones were very festive, and the words "New Year, New Year" were hung on the front wall. The atmosphere was very good.

He just remembered that it is now approaching the end of the year, and it will soon be New Year's Day.

As soon as Liu Rui saw him coming, he immediately leaned over and winked, and whispered, "Guan Ge Guan, let me tell you what the president is doing on a business trip this month? Isn't it big news?"

Guan Shan raised his eyebrows and said casually: "The news is indeed quite big, but generally speaking, the bigger the news, the more we work overtime? Why are you happy?"

Liu Rui was taken aback for a moment, and then he thought that this is the truth, and suddenly said with a bitter expression: "Brother Guan, don't be so cruel... you really have to work overtime?"

Usually gossip in the newspaper office is entertainment, but when the news comes out, they are busy.

Guan Shan shrugged: "Don't worry, you don't need to work overtime, maybe you have to take a vacation."

Liu Rui first breathed a sigh of relief, and then keenly realized that something was wrong, he slapped him: "Holiday?"

Guan Shan didn't give him a chance to think, and then asked, "You can handle that official title, right?"

Liu Rui got excited as soon as he mentioned this. He turned on his phone and talked about it. He said how he managed the official account so well. The fans on VB are increasing every month.

Guan Shan glanced a little, and found that this person is an individual talent, wearing an official name vest, he is enthusiastic everywhere, he speaks nicely, is serious and lively, and he has fans to support...

He stretched out his hand and patted Liu Rui on the shoulder, showing a kind expression: "Not bad, not bad, quite good."

Liu Rui was a little numb to him: "Brother Guan, you can order if you have anything..."

Guan Shan groaned: "This number will be completely handed over to you from now on."

Liu Rui was taken aback: "Huh?!"

"Ahem!" The person in front coughed dryly twice, reminding them that the voice was too loud.

Liu Rui hurriedly lost his laughter and suppressed his voice. When he looked at Guan Shan, the latter had turned his head and ignored him. He was the only one who scratched his heart, not knowing what it meant.

"Ding Dong."

Over there, a new message popped up on Guan Shan's phone, and he looked down.

[Ruixiang]: Comrade Xiaoguan, now I want to ask you a very important question.

Guan Shan's heart shook in an instant, turned his head, and looked at Shen Dinghua's work station behind him.

Comrade Xiao Shen poked his head out and showed him a harmless and cute smile, which was enough to make people's hearts melted.

"Ding Dong."

Another new message came.

[Ruixiang]: Do you know what day it is today?

"!!!"

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Valley

At this moment, Guanshan had a cardiac arrest and felt that he was about to have a myocardial infarction.

His brain was spinning quickly, and he began to investigate what day it was.

Guan Shan quickly glanced at the calendar on the table and confirmed that today's date is exactly December 31st, and tomorrow is New Year's Day.

I have asked this kind of question, and it certainly won't be a trivial matter like New Year's Eve.

Holding hands? This is too many times, and it has been held at least dozens of times since childhood. There is definitely no anniversary.

Quarrel and reconciliation? nonexistent.

Send a Gift? This is too much.

All that is left is the day of the confession and the first kiss, which is November 15th, which is almost exactly a month and a half from today. If it is an anniversary, although the node is a little weird, it can barely be counted.

Guan Shan couldn't think of other things, straining his brains.

He has been filled with copies of the simulator during this period, and he has not had much contact with Comrade Xiao Shen, so there should be nothing else to commemorate...

As time passed by, Comrade Xiao Shen’s gaze followed like a shadow. Alexander and Guan Shan felt a little scalp numb, but he didn’t even think about it. Today was a special day. He could only choose the most reliable answer and carefully. answer.

[Qingshan outside the mountain]: "It was my confession, and the 46th day we kissed for the first time, almost a month and a half... Right?"

[Ruixiang]: "Σ(っ°Д°;) Wow, Koyama actually remembers it!"

Guan Shan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

[Qingshan outside the mountain]: "Of course, I will remember it every day we are together."

[Ruixiang]: "It's a pity that you got a wrong answer~"

The two messages were sent almost at the same time. The smile on Guan Shan's face suddenly froze, and his typing hands froze.

Got it wrong? No, it's impossible!

He slowly turned his head, trying to take a look at Comrade Xiao Shen's expression, but at this moment, the girl had already buried her head in front of the computer again, and could not see anything.

But Guan Shan seemed to be able to feel a low pressure coming from there, which was quite terrifying. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

Is there still a chance to recover this situation?

Wait online, hurry!

When Guan Shan was completely blind, and when her heart collapsed, Li Zhiying knocked on the door of the News Department and walked in. There were three deputy editors behind him, and Jiang Siyan was among them.

When he saw Guan Shan, he obviously trembled, but he quickly covered up the past.

After attracting everyone's attention, Li Zhiying went to the forefront and solemnly said: "Everyone, please allow me to interrupt for a moment and announce one thing—"

"From today, I will resign as president..."

The heart of everyone in the Information Department immediately caused an uproar with this sentence, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, and almost held their breath after listening to Li Zhiying's words.

The general content is very simple. Li Zhiying announced that she will resign, and Jiang Siyan will be the president in the future, and Peng Fei, the original news department director, will be promoted to deputy editor to fill the vacancy.

And Peng Fei's successor is... Liu Rui.

As soon as this decision was made, several people's expressions changed immediately. Dai Yi's face was dark, and finally could not sit still. He stood up and raised his hands and said, "I protest! Liu Rui and we are just new employees who have just turned into a full year for less than half a year. , Why can I be the director of the news department?!"

Guan Shan was not surprised at all. This guy had fallen into trouble with himself at first, and his mind was really small, but now he heard Liu Ruigao and he was going to explode.

Li Zhiying said indifferently: "The protest was invalid. This decision was the result of a joint discussion between me and the three deputy editors. Liu Rui has made a huge contribution to the new media project, which has greatly increased the popularity of the newspaper, so he was exceptionally promoted."

Dai Yi stretched out his hand to Guan Shan, gritted his teeth bitterly: "Isn't Guan Shan doing the new media? When did it become Liu Rui? This kind of credit can also be claimed. There are too many private transactions in this newspaper, right!"