I resisted the upsurge of stomach acid and browsed the files, but I thought about it. This may also be a test. After all, as a reporter, I can encounter anything in the future, so I just After calming down, I wrote something according to the resources they gave me.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I finished writing the manuscript. I printed it out and knocked on the editor's office door.

The editor yelled at me: "Come in..."

As her voice fell, I walked in with the documents.

The editor-in-chief was checking a manuscript at this time, and when he saw me coming in, he waved at me, and then motioned me to sit down.

I hummed, and handed the document to the editor-in-chief. After reading it, the editor-in-chief nodded at me: "It's a good job. I'll write it like this in the future. As for the problem, let's talk about it in the afternoon. We will leave work at 12 , I still have a manuscript to check now, you first look at the second resource and the charter of being a reporter."

I hummed, and then went back to my office, but this time I didn't strike up a conversation with the few people around me, I don't know why I vaguely rejected them.

Except for this document, everything else is nonsense, and there is nothing good at all, but in order to leave a good impression on the editor-in-chief, I didn't think much about it at this time, just watched these things quietly.

In this way, the time of the morning will run out.

The editor-in-chief walked out of the office when he was about to get off work, took a look at us, and then clapped his hands at us: "It's time, clock in."

As the editor-in-chief finished speaking, those people also woke up like a dream. They stood up from their working positions and hurriedly asked to check in, as if they didn’t want to stay in the house for a moment, because I just came, so I didn’t have the entry card information, so I didn’t need to check in. After bidding farewell to the editor-in-chief, I hurriedly walked in the direction of the Public Security Bureau and went to work at two o’clock in the afternoon, so I had a two-hour break at this time. At this time, I was not in a hurry to eat, because I always felt something was wrong with it, and I had to figure it out before I said it.

I went to the police station while thinking.

Xiao Yu and Xia Yu were sitting in the yard chatting at this time. After seeing me, they suddenly stopped discussing the topic. Xia Yu stood up and patted me on the shoulder, and then pointed at me. Asked: "How do you feel today?"

I shook my head and said to Xia Yu: "No, I always feel that something is wrong in there."

After hearing what I said, Xia Yu and Xiao Yu looked at each other, and then said to me: "You may be a little uncomfortable when you just went to work. You will get better later."

I shook my head, turned my head and looked at Xiao Yu, and then asked Xiao Yu, "Xiao Yu, tell me, do you know anything? If you really know, please tell me. I always feel this is a bit strange. .."

After hearing what I said, Xiao Yu shrugged and said to me: "The big one...Do you think too much? There is nothing wrong..."

To be honest, I didn’t believe Xiao Yu’s words at this time. At first, she was still skeptical about that company. Why did it suddenly change so quickly, but they didn’t want to say anything. I knew that no matter how stalking I was, they were the same. I wouldn't tell me, so I sighed and said to Xiao Yu: "Well, since you don't want to tell me, I know that even if I ask, I will ask for nothing."

Xiao Yu gave a dry smile: "I think that place is pretty good. Don't you know everything after you work for a while?"

I thought about it and thought so, so I simply went to the restaurant, ate something hurriedly, and slept for half an hour before returning to the office.

The afternoon was still boring. The editor didn't tell me anything. After returning, she told me to write another manuscript, and then she was going to the meeting, but this time I must write carefully.

I hummed, at least doing something is better than sitting down. I deliberately slowed down and try to finish writing before I get off work and not writing too fast, it's best...

It was almost time to get off work, and the editor-in-chief came in from outside. She rubbed her eyebrows, but she seemed a little unhappy. Originally I wanted to submit the manuscript, but I was afraid of being scolded, so I didn’t. In the past, while holding back his curiosity, staring at the computer as if he was working seriously.

But what I didn't expect was that at this time the editor in chief came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Lin Zi, come here."

I shouted this to the editor-in-chief, and I was shocked for a while, but I managed to squeeze out a smile and followed the editor-in-chief into her office nervously.

After I entered, I asked the editor-in-chief: "Editor-in-chief, is there anything you asked me to do? Is there something wrong with the draft of my morning?"

The editor-in-chief glanced at me, and then smiled at me: "There is no big problem, but you need to change it. You didn’t write well that way. I wanted you to finish it before work, but I opened it. It’s been a long time for the meeting, so I can only give you a grievance today. Tonight, you will be working overtime here to revise the manuscript. The overtime is five hours..."

When I heard the editor-in-chief say this, I immediately felt the sweat bead on my head. I worked five hours overtime?

I wanted to refuse, but then I thought about it, didn’t I want to figure out what was going on? In this case, I might as well take advantage of this time to find the reason. After thinking of this, I nodded to the editor: "Okay..."

The editor-in-chief glanced at me, then smiled at me embarrassedly: "I really trouble you."

I laughed dryly: "It's okay, but when will I start working overtime, editor in chief?"

The editor-in-chief sighed and said to me: "You go back to rest after get off work, and you can come by at seven o'clock."

I hummed, I have to work overtime from 9 to 5. To be honest, if I didn't want to figure out this reason, I really don't want to work here.

As I was thinking about it, the editor-in-chief said to me: "Okay, the time is almost there. If you are okay, go back and rest."

I hummed, went back and turned off the computer, and then it was time to get off work.

I didn't rush back after get off work. Instead, I bought some lunch boxes and sat in front of the office building quietly looking at the tall buildings. I always felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong?

I couldn't figure it out but made my head hurt. After all, I have been tired for a day today.

I sat in a daze in front of this building. At this moment, the girl next to my desk also came out. Her complexion was much better than when she was at work, and she seemed to be more flexible in thinking than at that time.

She saw me sitting on the steps in a daze and came over with a cup of milk tea. She sat next to me and asked me: "Handsome man, why don't you go back?"

After hearing what she said, I couldn't help but froze for a moment. In the morning, I still ignored me. Why did I suddenly seem to be a different person after I came out?

Although I thought so, I still smiled at her: "No... I worked overtime today."

When I heard that the girl's milk tea almost fell to the ground when she was working overtime, I was taken aback when I saw her look like this, and then asked the girl: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?" "

The girl smiled stiffly at this time: "No... that... if you have something else, I won't bother you."

The girl said that she stood up and was leaving. I knew that she must know something when I saw the girl. I quickly reached out and grabbed the girl's arm, gave me such a sudden tugging, the girl slightly Frozen, then turned his head to look at me: "Is there anything else?"

I gave a dry laugh: "Nothing..."

Originally, I wanted to ask her what was going on, but now I think about it, this girl let go of her hand as if she was afraid of something. This is my own business. I don’t have to People pull into the water.

The girl took a deep look at me, just like me. She opened her mouth and wanted to talk, but she didn’t say anything. She just smiled at me: "If this is the case, then you go ahead and I I won’t bother you with other things."

I hummed, and the girl turned and left.

I looked at her back and sighed. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me. Let's talk about what will happen then.

I thought about looking at my phone. It was almost six o'clock and I should be going to work in an hour, so I didn't think much about it at this time, and I stood up after patted the dirt on my body.

The office hours are different, so when I went back, there were people walking outside in a hustle and bustle. When I was about to go in, I saw the girl at the front desk. She saw me walking inside and smiled at me. Said: "Why, why are you going back after work?"

To be honest, my impression of this girl is good, so I smiled at the girl: "The editor said that I will work overtime today. It's almost time."

After the girl heard what I said, her face changed slightly like the girl just now, but she quickly laughed: "Then congratulations, you won the prize today."

I thought the girl was joking, so I smiled at her, and after a few greetings, I entered the office building. At this time, there were no people in the office building, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet. I sighed. I work overtime in the entire office building? And when I wrote such a manuscript at night, when I thought about this, I wondered if the editor in chief was tossing me on purpose...

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