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Wang Xin returned to the newspaper office one step ahead of Zhang Bin and had to work overtime for a while in order to catch up on the manuscript.
Glancing at Xiao Zhang, who was frowning, Wang Xin smiled proudly, "How about Comrade Xiao Zhang, is this job of a reporter not easy to do?"
"It's okay." Xiao Zhang replied honestly.
"Haha, if you can't hold on any longer, just tell me. I still have a few interviews on hand, and I can give you one to practice on your own."
"Thank you, Teacher Wang!"
After sitting in a daze for a while and clearing his mind, Zhang Bin took out the manuscript from his bag and began to correct it.
Time passed by an hour, and while he was still considering a sentence, Wang Xin had already started packing his things and was preparing to send the manuscript for typesetting.
I was surprised to find that Zhang Bin hadn¡¯t left yet.
"Hey, you are an intern, so you don't need to be so dedicated. It's still early to become a full-time employee."
Zhang Bin laughed twice and said nothing.
"What? Did you encounter any problems? Do you need my help?"
After finalizing the last word, Zhang Bin stood up and politely refused.
The two of them went to the typesetting room together.
Wang Xin looked at him strangely, "Who will take you today?"
"Teacher Wang, you are the one taking care of me today."
"Oh, look at my memory." Wang Xin slapped his forehead.
"What happened in the end? You went to Yanhua Mall to interview for the quiz competition?"
Without waiting for Zhang Bin to answer, he said to himself, "Actually, that kind of interview can only be done through a text message. It doesn't matter. It's already a big breakthrough for you."
"Thank you, Teacher Wang, for your guidance."
"Well, it's easy to do."
He is in a good mood today. The red envelope Jin Xue gave him is his monthly salary. He likes to deal with sensible people, so he spared no effort to praise Jin Yijue in the article, almost praising them to the sky.
"Teacher Wang, Xiao Zhang, come and submit your manuscript!" The staff inside greeted them enthusiastically. The two put down their manuscripts, and Wang Xin patted him on the shoulder.
"Young people, don't be discouraged. Today's manuscript will not be used. There will be opportunities in the future. Come on!"
"Oh, thank you, Teacher Wang."
A night of silence.
In the Jin family, Jin Xue went downstairs to eat in the morning. The servants put breakfast on the table, and the earliest newspaper was also placed on the corner of the table.
"Dad, come over for dinner." Jin Bao, the head of Jin Yijue, was in his fifties, energetic, and came in wearing a white training uniform.
After placing a bowl of porridge in front of Jin Bao, Jin Xue happily opened the newspaper.
I looked through the entire newspaper and checked it carefully a dozen times, but I couldn¡¯t find any reports about Jin Yijue¡¯s free clinic.
Jin Xue¡¯s face darkened. Jin Bao, who was slowly drinking porridge, saw this and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±
¡°Dad, my interview was not published in today¡¯s newspaper.¡±
"How is it possible? Could it be that I saw it wrong?"
"I've looked for it several times. If you don't believe it, take a look."
Jin Xue was trembling with anger, "Okay, Wang Xin, you eat my Jin family's food, take my Jin family's food, keep making headlines, but you won't do anything for us?" How can you eat everything inside and outside like you?
Jin Bao frowned and flipped through the newspaper. As his daughter said, he slapped the newspaper on the table angrily, "This is unreasonable!"
"I'll go find Wang Xin. How will he do anything?"
"No one has dared to do anything dirty to our Jin family. This Wang Xin really treats himself as a dishonor."
In an ordinary house in Beijing, a family of four was enjoying themselves and eating around the table.
Wang Xin has a pair of twin daughters, who are eleven years old and in the fourth grade of primary school.
"After dinner, I sent the children to the Children's Palace. I heard from the calligraphy teacher that he had received a rare calligraphy work and wanted the children to see it. If he went late, he would not be able to get a good seat."
"How much does the teacher still not take care of my Wang Xin's daughter? Don't worry, the best position belongs to them, no one dares to compete with them."
The wife spat at him and went to clean the kitchen.
Wang Xin took the newspaper with great ambition, shook it, unfolded it, and said to the two women, "Dad has made the front page again. Do you admire dad?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com