"Mom!" Sun Xiaomo was much calmer than her: "Isn't it just me and the director having dinner? What's wrong, can't we talk about work?"
"Isn't it just a meal? What else is going on?" Sun's mother was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She knew very well about Sun Xiaomo and Chen Junliang: "If there is something that we can't see during the day, we want to talk about it in the evening. His wife still In that case, do you think everyone else is a fool?"
Grandmother knows better than her what it feels like to be poked in the spine and scolded.
"Starting tomorrow, classes in the bookstore will be closed."
Sun Xiaomo was speechless.
"Did you hear that? I said the bookstore class is closed."
She still didn't answer.
"Do you have to have someone point your nose at you and call you a mistress before you, the vixen, are willing to give up? I'm doing this for your own good."
"Are you good for me? Are you afraid that others will say that like mother, like daughter?"
…
After the Little New Year, it will be the New Year. Unlike 20 years later, the Spring Festival in the 1990s has a strong New Year flavor, not to mention the sound of firecrackers in the streets and alleys, the fireworks that disperse the darkness at night, the couplets posted on the door, and the TV playing There are sketches, cross talk, Journey to the West, and cartoons that have been running for several episodes. Children will wear new clothes, visit the house under the leadership of adults to pay New Year greetings, and eat fruits and desserts that are not usually available.
For Lin Yue, this is the most lively year, because he has never experienced the time when brothers and sisters gather together to eat New Year's Eve dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala. If he had to find one word to describe it, it would be " Comfortable”.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, many units start working, and TV stations are no exception.
Lin Yue and Song Qingyuan made big news. The station director was very popular in the city and gave them a few extra days off. So when he came to the office with his briefcase, it was already the eighth day of January.
"This guy is really good. He first sent my father-in-law and mother-in-law to the police station, and then helped my father on a three-day trip. If my son does this to me in the future, I will definitely break his legs."
"Don't be ridiculous, okay? You're not even married yet, so you're just thinking about your son?"
"Just watch, I will definitely get married this year."
"with who?"
"With you."
"Screw you, ivory can't come out of a dog's mouth."
"..."
The gossiping men and women were chatting behind them again. Lin Yue was in a good mood today and was too lazy to pay attention to them. He took out a folder in the drawer and prepared to continue the work he had done before - there was a law popularization program on the station that he wanted to do. In an educational film about fund-raising, the person in charge of the column asked him to provide details of an undercover visit.
This is a good thing. Many people have established their judicial views through legal education programs. Of course, he has no reason to refuse.
"Hey."
Song Qingyuan ran out of nowhere and knocked on his desk.
"Have a great New Year."
Lin Yue smiled and greeted him: "Why didn't you answer my call yesterday?"
"I was at work yesterday."
"You came to work on the seventh day of the lunar month?"
"I'll be here on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
"Are you sick?"
"It's not like you don't know my dad's temper. Instead of seeing his stinky face at home every day, it's better to come to work two days earlier."
"Pitiful."
"I'm not pitiful, you are."
Lin Yue didn't know what this meant and looked at him with confusion.
Song Qingyuan pulled up a chair and sat down, took something out of his pocket and slapped it on the desk.
"what?"
Lin Yue took a closer look and found that it was a newspaper from a newspaper he was very familiar with - Nanjing Daily.
Song Qingyuan pointed to the article in the middle of the second page and said, "Let's take a look."
It was an editorial-type article titled "The media's enhanced information dissemination power is a double-edged sword for our lives."
He took another look at the author's name. It was very familiar. Yes, it was Ye Xiaolang's article.
Next, he read the content as quickly as possible, and immediately understood the meaning of Song Qingyuan showing it to him.
The general meaning of this article is that one of Ye Xiaolang's friends appeared on TV because of a street interview by a media reporter. The sudden exposure had a great impact on her life. Her friends' comments and colleagues' glances made her I was tortured so much that I finally had no choice but to submit my resignation letter and escape from my original working environment.
This article did not mention names or surnames, but Lin Yue understood what Ye Xiaolang wanted to say.
How did she know about Sun Xiaomo?
Lin Yue thought for a while and realized that the blind date between Qiao Erqiang and Sun Xiaomo in the TV series was arranged by Ye Xiaolang. There was an Aunt Fang in Nanjing Daily. One side was Sun's mother's friend, and the other side was Ye Xiaolang's friend.
The fact that Sun Xiaomo dated a married man and was even on TV was bound to reach Aunt Fang’s ears. The one thing that middle-aged women who work in formal units like to do most every day is chew their tongues. Ye Xiaolang When I heard about this, I contacted the police about arresting Xu Funian and Liu Xinfu that day. I found out that he was the culprit of the whole thing. So what could I not do?
As for this article, first of all, the word "social death" had no concept at the time, and it was very topical and fresh. Nanjing Daily would definitely publish it as a high-quality article. Secondly, there is no doubt that it can be disgusting. Disgusted him.
"Heh...she does know how to cause trouble."
Lin Yue threw the newspaper to Song Qingyuan, not taking Ye Xiaolang's article seriously at all.
"Song Qingyuan, you care about Ye Xiaolang very much. Whenever there is any trouble in Nanjing Daily, you are always the first to know."
"Qiao Yicheng, do you think I'm happy? It's not Liu Xiaomeng who insisted on treating me to dinner on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year and told me that Ye Xiaolang took advantage of the popularity of the fund-raising case and wrote such an article. You said they are not good Best friend? How can you do this? "
In the TV series, Liu Xiaomeng said bad things about Ye Xiaolang in front of Qiao Yicheng and Song Qingyuan, good friends? Good bestie? Plastic sisters flower bar.
"Two possibilities. First, Ye Xiaolang asked Liu Xiaomeng to treat you to dinner and took the opportunity to spread the word. The purpose is to disgust me. Second, Ye Xiaolang's article infringed on Liu Xiaomeng's interests and I want to find you out. Vent and complain.”
Song Qingyuan thought about it seriously and felt that he was right. The two might be evenly matched.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Ignore her."
"You really don't care?"
"ignore."
"Okay, you have courage." Song Qingyuan balled up the newspaper into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and walked away gracefully.
Lin Yue really didn't want to talk to Ye Xiaolang because he was thinking about side tasks recently.
To spread the branches and leaves of the Qiao family, a child can cost 100,000 yuan.
I didn’t earn a penny from the previous “Beijing Love Story” mission, so I can’t return empty-handed this time.
But here comes the question, what can I do to have two more children?
Xiang Nanfang has just graduated from college...
…
Lin Yue spent a long time trying to figure out a plan that would not grievance Xiang Nanfang but also make more money. When it was time to get off work, he took the bus with his briefcase.
As for Song Qingyuan... he was sent away when he was about to get off work.
Not even two steps after crossing the road, a man blocked his way. Lin Yue looked up and was stunned.
Standing in front of him was a middle-aged woman.
He knows.
To be precise, I met Sun Xiaomo's mother from the TV series.
"Are you Qiao Yicheng?"
Lin Yue said: "That's right."
"Is he also the reporter who covered the fund-raising case years ago?"
"That's right."
There was no point in denying it in this case, and he really wanted to see how Sun Mu would sing in this scene.
Upon hearing Lin Yue's admission, her eyes turned cold and she reached out to grab the collar of her woolen coat.
"There's nothing wrong with that. It was you who caused my girl to lose her job."
Lin Yue couldn't let her catch him. He tilted his head and misplaced his foot. Sun's mother missed the opportunity, shook herself and almost fell down.
"If you have something to say, don't talk about it on the street."
"You want shame too? In that case, why do you do such shameless things?"
When she made a noise, several passers-by stopped to watch, or came over with curious faces.
Lin Yue frowned: "Say it again."
"Don't say it once, you can say it a hundred times. I said you are shameless and you are a TV reporter. You are a bastard!" Seeing that more and more people were gathering together, Sun's mother immediately raised her voice and yelled at Lin Yue for being shameless.
"Everyone passing by, come and take a look. This man is a reporter from a TV station. He put a photo of my daughter having dinner with the boss of her unit on the news program without her consent. Now there are unpleasant gossips all around. My daughter can't stand it. For this kind of thing, I didn’t go to work and was bored at home all day. Yesterday I bought a bunch of sleeping pills and planned to commit suicide. Fortunately, I found out in time and no one died. Let’s comment. This person’s name is Qiao Yicheng. Is he a bastard? Should he be beaten?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to hit, but unfortunately, he didn't hit it.
"real or fake?"
"Didn't you hear that your daughter is going to commit suicide? She even made a fuss in front of the TV station. Can it be false?"
"This is too much. What's wrong with reporters? Can reporters bully people?"
"Moral corruption! Clean the floor!"
"..."
The onlookers pointed at Lin Yue and talked a lot.
