Chapter 255

Lao Diao looks at Gao Leng's back as he leaves. His hand goes deep into the beach and grabs a handful of sand tightly. The sand creaks.

Lin Zhi's, however, is the headline. There are only a few of the nearly 100 reporters of Xingsheng magazine who can get the headlines. If Lao Diao can get the photos, and Gao Leng recommends them, it is very possible for him to become a journalist. Although he is likely to be questioned and looked down upon when he becomes a regular, after all, he was not born in Keban.

But as long as you get the headlines of Lin Zhi, what if it's not a class? Achievement is the most important thing.

This is Gao Leng's third chance. This time, it's his chance to change his fate. It depends on whether he can grasp it or not.

In the early morning, the boisterous guests had already gone to sleep, and the whole hotel was in a quiet state, only the studio on the beach was brightly lit.

As soon as Gao Leng entered the studio, he saw nearly 60 colleagues busy doing their duties, while a star was receiving an exclusive interview in front of the camera. Besides her own team, there was also a video shooting team around the star. Some reporters sat on the ground, some with radio receiver, magazine group Reporters and newspaper group reporters were writing on their notebooks

they want to send the report to Xingsheng immediately after the star's interview. There are more staff waiting for the report to be reviewed, edited and typeset, so as to catch up with the printing in the early morning. At 5 a.m., the magazine can be sent to the major newspapers and magazines on time.

In a corner of the studio, more than a dozen colleagues were lying on the ground. They put on a piece of clothes casually. They were very tired, but they didn't dare to sleep. They were slightly squinting and waiting for dispatch at any time.

Everyone can see the bright star in front of the camera, and behind the bright, is the result of the joint efforts of countless behind the scenes staff.

There is a saying in the circle of journalists: treat women as men and men as cattle.

Gao Leng goes to the leaders of several teams and simply shakes hands with each other. Then he doesn't disturb any more. He sits down and starts to work with his notebook.

There are only two interviews tonight, and it's enough that he doesn't need to direct anything. Tomorrow, there will be at least ten interviews, and three studios will be built. Among them, planning and directing are very important. Around 3 a.m., all the interviews should be finished, and the team leaders' meeting will be held at 4:30.

Gao Leng has to prepare for the meeting.

After looking at the sea quietly on the beach for a moment, Lao Diao got up and strode to the hotel. He went straight into his own room, turned on the computer and began to inquire about Lin Zhi's information. For three hours, Lao Diao did not drink any saliva. He flipped through the information and took out a small book to write something. He firmly believed that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen The main points are more reassuring.

Although Lin Zhi's follow-up tomorrow is expected, he is also afraid of unexpected circumstances. This opportunity is rare, and he has not missed the capital.

At three o'clock, there was a knock outside the door. Lao Diao stretched out and got up to open the door. He saw that the fat man was leaning against the doorframe with a tired face. As soon as he opened the door, he turned his eyes, moved a few steps inside like clay, and then fell into bed.

I'm tired.

Lao Diao covered him with a quilt, turned off the computer gently, and took the key to go out.

"It's almost dawn. Where are you going if you don't have a rest?" The fat man asked vaguely when he heard the news.

"I'm going to shoot Lin Zhi today. The boss sent me the address. I'll step on the spot first."

"Where?"

"Tomson's first grade."

On hearing this, the fat man sat up with drooping eyelids and a little surprise on his face and said, "I'm very familiar with Tangchen Yipin. It's easy to go. Are you still afraid to be lost? Let's have a rest. You're not a young man. I've been busy all night and I'm tired. Don't ruin your body. I heard the boss say that Lin Zhi's information is automatic. Generally, you can't run. Just take two long-distance pictures with your camera. Don't be too nervous. "

Lao Diao shook his head and said: "generally, I can't run, but I'm afraid of special circumstances. I'm not a professional. Stupid birds fly first. OK, you have a rest. I won't attend the meeting in the morning." With that, Lao Diao left the room with a big stride and took the door gently.

"It's hard to work when you're old." Fat man muttered, a head in bed, deep sleep, can only sleep for an hour, will be busy again.

At three o'clock, all interviews ended. Some people went back to the hotel one after another to have a rest. Some people didn't bother to take those steps and went to sleep directly on the floor. Gao Leng kept knocking on the keyboard for three hours without moving.

Xiao Leng has been busy in the studio. When it's over, she sits down beside Gao Leng wearily. Her eyes are red and full of red eyes. She shakes her lips and feels heartache.

"Xiao Leng, take a rest. I have to be busy for a while." Gao Leng touched her face. It was her daughter's house and she had never stayed up all night. The dark circles of her eyes came out, and her face was sallow.

Mu xiaoleng looks at him and nods. After kissing him on the face, he walks out of the studio. Instead of walking towards the hotel, he takes out his car key and walks to the parking lot. As he walks, he makes a phone call: "Xiaowen? I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Yes, I've come to your side. Can I go to your house for a while? Well, I'm afraid my boyfriend will be hungry. Now the restaurant is not open. I'll go to your house and make some food for him. How can I be virtuous? Isn't it right? I'm sorry to disturb you. "While saying, her petite figure disappeared in the fog of the sea in the early morning.

At 4:30, the team leader meeting was held on time. The staff of the hotel arranged a meeting room with a long conference table and Gao Leng at the top.

This situation is very imaginative for Gao Leng to hold the first meeting. It was two months ago when Gao Leng patted Xiao Yun's toilet door. President Lin asked him to organize an emergency meeting to deal with the headlines. At that time, these people also attended the meeting.

It's like yesterday.

On that day, the leaders of these departments also sat like this, sarcastic, with obvious dissatisfaction on their faces, and even made Gao Leng feel embarrassed.

Gao Leng, who was sitting in this position that day, was calm in appearance but nervous in heart.

Today, we are holding a meeting of team leaders. This meeting not only requires the cooperation of all leaders to make headlines, but also follows Gao Leng's arrangement and command in the next few days.

Sitting on the top chair again, Gao Leng glanced at these people. Different from that day, he was very calm at this time. He sat at the top chair with calm mind, and his temperament and status were integrated.

And several leaders were quite different from that day. Although they looked tired on their faces, no one came forward to say strange things.

After two months of getting along with each other, they had already understood Gao Leng's style. There was no nonsense in his meetings. At the beginning, he entered the theme, so they opened their notebooks one after another to prepare for the minutes.

On the wall appeared Gao Leng's slide just made, a big box about the overall arrangement of this activity.

Several leaders cast their eyes on the wall and opened their mouths in surprise.

Just at this time, Jane Xiaoshan walked into the conference room quickly, looked at the slide on the wall, and was slightly stunned.

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