C67 Get Me a Chief Editor

"Hehe, it's good that you know. " Ann Ruoqiu smiled mischievously at Gao Ningjun.

"Since you want to leave, then hurry up and leave. It's almost dark. " Lee Chenyu could not bear to see his wife smile playfully at another man.

"Wife, let's go upstairs too. " Lee Chenyu reached out and held Ann Ruoqiu's hand.

"Okay, I'm leaving. " After saying that, Gao Ningjun drove the car away.

Ann Ruoqiu watched Gao Ningjun's car leave before following Lee Chenyu upstairs.

The night passed peacefully again!

After Ann Ruoqiu ate the prawns and crabs, small things grew on her body one by one. They were red and itchy. No matter what medicine it was, it was useless. She could only rub the medicinal paste of the pure natural plant that Gao Ningjun gave her. This ointment was a common medicine used by an old farmer in S City. It was also something that they only knew how to use.

On Monday, when Ann Ruoqiu arrived at the office, it was as if everyone was waiting to see a good show from Ann Ruoqiu.

Faang Susu and Zhang Jiayi looked at Ann Ruoqiu worriedly and said, "You are finally here. Devil Wei is already waiting for you. He said that when you come, he will let you go to her office to submit the draft. "

"What are you panicking for? Are you also afraid that I will be finished? When have I, Ann Ruoqiu, ever done things that I am not confident in? " With a proud expression, An Rulai placed his things on the table and took out the script that he had already arranged and waved it in front of the two of them with a proud expression. "Look, what is this?"

"Oh my god, you really got an interview?" Faang Susu looked at Ann Ruoqiu in disbelief.

"I have already said that I never do things that I am not confident in. " Ann Ruoqiu smiled complacently.

"Ann Ruoqiu. . . Tell me who you are and who you are. Why is there nothing you can't solve? Devil Wei has been making things difficult for you, but. . . You have always. . . Solved it. " Zhang Jiayi looked at Ann Ruoqiu in puzzlement and asked.

"Hehe. . . This means that I have my own intelligence and wisdom. " Ann Ruoqiu pointed at her own head and said with a smile, "Alright, let's go and hand in the draft. "

"Go, go, slap that Yu Sicheng until she is dizzy. That Yu Sicheng had already entered the Devil Guard's office early in the morning and was waiting to watch a good show. " After Faang Susu said that, she made a gesture of encouragement.

Ann Ruoqiu winked at the two of them and then made unknown PK gesture.

When Ann Ruoqiu entered Devil Wei's office, just as she walked in, Devil Wei started to scold, "Ann Ruoqiu, today is the deadline for you. When is your interview going to be good? The higher-ups are already urging you. If you do not have the ability, get out of here as soon as possible. "

"Slap. "

Ann Ruoqiu gently threw the script on Devil Wei's desk. "Sorry, Chief Editor Wei, I think I will let you down. I have already written the script and went to interview you on Saturday. I have completed the task you gave me. Remember what you said back then. . . Promote me to Chief Editor. "

After Ann Ruoqiu finished speaking complacently, she looked at Yu Sicheng and found that Yu Sicheng was so angry that her expression almost twisted. She said in disbelief, "Impossible. . . It must be fake, fake. "

"Open your dog eyes wide and look clearly. There is a signature of Major General Wen Zehao and Wen in it. Can it be fake? I dare to fake it, but he still won't kill me? " Ann Ruoqiu pointed at Wen Zehao's signature and looked at Yu Sicheng mockingly.

Yu Sicheng picked it up in disbelief and saw that it was indeed Wen Zehao's signature.