Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 1280 Liu Yiyi

There seemed to be no change in Shanghai on the first day of the new year. Those who needed to go to work went to work, and those who needed to beg for food went for food.

The tram was moving slowly as usual.

Next to the station, Liu Yiyi, an intern reporter from the Morning Post, was stretching her head and anxiously waiting for the train to arrive.

There are a lot of people at Yongquan Road Station today, twice as many as usual.

The tram company is undergoing maintenance today, so only half of the vehicles are in operation as usual.

Of course, these information operating companies were not announced.

Of course Liu Yiyi didn't know all this, so she was still waiting here foolishly. If she knew, she would definitely call a rickshaw.

About half an hour later, she finally squeezed onto the tram.

Another half an hour later, she slowly arrived at the newspaper office.

late!
Looking at the hands on her watch, she could only sigh helplessly, then slipped into the newspaper office dejectedly.

She took light steps, moving a little closer to the wall, hoping that she wouldn't be seen by the editor-in-chief.

Because if the editor-in-chief saw it, she would definitely be scolded.

The editor-in-chief has excellent literary talent and never uses any swear words when scolding people. Moreover, he can scold for an hour without repeating himself.

Last time, because she didn't write the manuscript well, she was scolded for an hour. Liu Yiyi didn't want to experience that kind of unforgettable pain again.

Fortunately, the editor-in-chief was not there, and Liu Yiyi arrived at her workstation smoothly.

Letting out a breath, Liu Yiyi patted her thin chest, picked up a manuscript and began to revise it.

His mental state was not very good. He watched the fireworks last night and didn't go to bed until 3:30. The fireworks were so beautiful that he was going to sleep at 2:00, but the damn fireworks went off again, forcing him to get up from the bed and watch until 3:00 under the quilt.

The winter in Shanghai is damp, cold and biting. If the quilt gets damp, it will take a long time for it to dry.

I heard that the weather in the north is dry, so the quilt will dry quickly.
Liu Yiyi, who was revising the manuscript, stopped writing. Her thoughts had already flown to the sky, from south to north, from east to west.

"Liu Yiyi!" The editor-in-chief's voice suddenly came, scaring her so much that her hands trembled, and the pen in her hand drew a long arc on the manuscript paper.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang, what's the matter?" Liu Yiyi looked up at the editor-in-chief, her heart beating fast, praying that he would not look at the attendance sheet.

"Come to my office!" The editor-in-chief left a message and went into his office.

Liu Yiyi's heartbeat quickened a little. She unconsciously fiddled with the pen in her hand and looked for help to her colleagues around her.

Liu Yiyi is quite charming and well-dressed, which makes her very popular in the newspaper office. Two of her male colleagues have expressed their affection for her overtly or covertly.

But even so, no one showed any concern for her at this time.

Even the two male colleagues were the same.

The world is a fickle place, and at this moment Liu Yiyi can clearly feel the feeling of being indifferent to everything that happens.

Breathe~
breathe~breath~
After taking two deep breaths, Liu Yiyi tidied herself up, bit her lip, and then mustered up the courage to walk towards the editor-in-chief's office.

"Beep, beep, beep~" He raised his hand and gently knocked on the editor-in-chief's door.

"Come in!" the editor-in-chief's voice came from behind the door.

Breathe~
breathe~breath~
Liu Yiyi took two deep breaths again before pushing open the door.

In the office, there were several evening newspapers on the editor-in-chief's desk, but the dates on them were not the latest.