Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 741 Seeking Help
Mu Zhen took the opportunity to go to the Jishi Daily with the confidence to win.

When Mu Zhen went out, she sorted out the manuscripts she had posted on the Jishi Daily this year. Since the first manuscript was published on the Jishi Daily with the assistance of Shen Chengxun, a total of nine articles have been published. News manuscripts, although the total number of these manuscripts is only four to five thousand words, but they contain their own hard work and sweat. Mu Zhen believes that holding these manuscripts is enough to prove that she is qualified for the job of a newspaper reporter.

At the entrance of the newspaper office, Mu Zhen hesitated, took out the newspapers that published her manuscripts from her bag, carefully read a few headlines, and walked into the lobby of the newspaper office with the name of the editor she had talked to on the phone.

According to the room number written on the recruitment notice, Mu Zhen knocked on the door.

"Mr. Editor, hello, I'm here to apply for a reporter job!" Mu Zhen said her opening remarks to the people sitting in the room.

"We've been recruiting for three days, why did you come here?" A middle-aged man in his 40s asked.

"I've been busy these two days, so I didn't come here in time!" Mu Zhen regretted hearing what the middle-aged man said.

"Where are you from?" the middle-aged man asked.

"From Gucheng County, are you the editor Niu?" Mu Zhen asked tentatively while answering.

"Yes, our recruitment has basically ended, you are indeed late!" Editor Niu said.

"See if you can accommodate me!" Mu Zhen took out the newspapers in her bag, handed them to Editor Niu, and said, "This is the press release I have published in our daily newspaper for a year. I brought them all!"

Editor Niu flipped through it and saw Mu Zhen's name on the manuscript circled on the newspaper: "Mu Zhen, I have seen your name many times!"

"It's me! Thank you for your attention!" Mu Zhen hurriedly responded.

"If you want to apply, it's not impossible. You still need someone to recommend you, or ask our Deputy Editor-in-Chief Chen to say hello." Editor Niu said.

"I need someone to recommend it. I don't know anyone in this newspaper. I just talked to editor Wu Xiaozhang on the phone. I don't know him either!" Mu Zhen replied.

Editor Niu looked at Mu Zhen, and then asked: "You are from Gucheng, do you know anyone from the Propaganda Department of your county party committee?"

"Propaganda Department? I know, I know!" Mu Zhen answered eagerly.

"Who do you know?"

"Shen Chengxun, I know him very well!"

"You know Shen Chengxun. He is now the deputy director in charge of publicity. It will be much easier. If you ask him to call our deputy editor-in-chief, your work at the newspaper will be resolved!" Editor Niu reminded.

"Then I'll try." Mu Zhen forgot to ask for Editor Niu's phone number, so she hastily bid farewell to Editor Niu and left.

"Shen Chengxun is now the deputy minister, and he is also the deputy minister in charge of publicity!" Editor Niu's words echoed in Mu Zhen's ears. Mu Zhen really didn't know when Shen Chengxun mentioned the deputy minister, but felt that no matter whether he was a minister or not, The only thing I can do is make a phone call with him.

After leaving the gate of the newspaper office, Mu Zhen stopped in front of the telephone pile on the side of the road, took out the phone book, found Shen Chengxun's phone number and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and Mu Zhen briefly said a few words about her application to Shen Chengxun, and finally asked Shen Chengxun to say hello to the deputy editor-in-chief Chen, who was in charge, Shen Chengxun readily agreed, and finally Shen Chengxun reminded: : "I know about this, it's just that the recruited reporters are not staffed, they are only contracted reporters, you have to think about it!"

"I've made up my mind, brother, please contact me. Give me a call. I'll be waiting for your call!" Mu Zhen replied simply.

Shen Chengxun hung up the phone, Mu Zhen leaned on the pole of the phone stand, looked up at the sky, thinking of those days when he visited Jishi a few years ago, he felt that the future was bleak...

(End of this chapter)