Chapter 276

Jane's hands were twisted together and she looked shyly at the only big bed.

In front of me, Gao Leng's perfect and strong figure makes people feel like blood.

Single man and few women, a bed, small single some embarrassed.

"You go back to sleep alone. If someone sees you, they will knock on the door. You can sleep here." Gao Leng pointed to the bed and went directly into the bathroom: "I'll go to the old crane to sleep there."

After a while, Gao Leng left.

Jane Xiaoshan climbed up to the bed, nestled in the quilt and laughed shyly, "my woman? This is the second time he has said that. " She thought, her whole body buried in the quilt with shame.

Gao Leng stands in front of the door of fat man and Lao Diao. He just knocks twice and then opens the door. It's Lao Diao who opens the door. He doesn't have sleepy eyes. It seems that he hasn't had a rest yet. When he goes in, he sees the street and fat man sleeping on all fours. They snore one after another.

I'm so tired.

Gao Leng simply said the situation, the old crane pointed to the bed: "you sleep, I sleep in the afternoon, I check the information."

"Squeeze together." Gao Leng points to the bed. It's a standard room and the bed is big. He looks at the computer screen and sees that the information searched above is all about kenbihan. It seems that Lao Diao is collecting the information of the next secret interview. He doesn't know that the breakthrough point of this case is Caesar company, because when Jane Xiaoshan goes to find out about kenbihan, he searches for kenbihan's information.

"Hey, hey, I don't know how to make secret visits. I don't pay attention to these enterprises at ordinary times. I usually accumulate information about stars' cars and places I often visit. Stupid birds fly first. I have to read more information to help. I just read it for a long time, but I still don't understand it." The old crane scratched his head with embarrassment.

The rough man in his thirties, like a poor pupil, was helpless.

Finding clues from major media reports and finding problems from various kinds of data is not an overnight effort. It requires professional skills and talents. It's a job with high intelligence and emotional intelligence. Unlike candid photography, Lao Diao is not good at it. It's normal.

Gao Leng looked at it, thought about it for a while, then sat down. He motioned to Lao Diao to sit down and said, "I'm going to tell you something about your positioning."

Old Diao listened and sat down very seriously.

"I used you for several times, secretly taking and following photos, including the scene of Huang Cong's dinner. I've seen every picture you took." Gao Leng opens his mouth, and his words are very serious. This seriousness gives this seemingly informal conversation a different meaning.

Lao Diao knew that Gao Leng gave him an opportunity as well as an investigation.

PuJie moved his body, slightly opened his eyes, didn't get up to disturb him, just listened quietly and looked at Lao Diao. PuJie was brought by Lao Diao. Lao Diao's status directly determined his status, which he understood.

"You worked very hard. You took more than 700 photos at the dinner party alone; you went ahead of time to take photos with Lin Zhi; you wrote down the whole process when the studio was built, and you asked other colleagues about the matters they should pay attention to. I saw all these."

The old crane nervously felt in his pocket, took out the cigarette and lighter, hesitated for a moment, and then put it back.

Gao Leng doesn't smoke. He thinks of it. He usually comes with one and chooses not to smoke.

His hands trembled a little, and he touched the string of Buddhist beads on his hands. This is a very common string of Buddhist beads. When Gao Leng began to assign the work that reporters would do to him, he was the first to tell his wife who had been with him all the way. He didn't tell his wife very much. If she didn't understand, she told him that there was hope in his family, that he could improve his life and return to his old age There is no hope that the house will be repaired.

Hope to make more money.

After that, his wife didn't say anything that night. She was just happy, but she didn't expect to go to the temple to worship Bodhisattva the next day. She asked him to give this string of Buddhist beads to Gao Leng.

"It's from Bodhisattva. It's very smart. It's for your noble. We don't have any money. Bodhisattva's things are always good." Old Dang wife exhorts a way.

Lao Diao took it, but he didn't like it. He took Gao Leng and wore it himself.

Lao Diao gently stroked the string of Buddhist beads, saying in his heart that he was not nervous, it was a fake. He's just a driver. It's hard to give him the chance to do a job that only college students can do. But hard work is different from not doing well.

"Being a journalist requires professional skills and a certain level of knowledge. Secret interviews are different from shooting stars. Most of them are enterprises from all walks of life. They need a wide range of knowledge and a lot of information to check. For example, in this follow-up case, many of the information is overseas, and they need English. That's your weakness. " Gao Leng said slowly.

Gao Leng's words are to the point. Indeed, as far as Huang Cong's dinner photos are concerned, Lao Diao has taken hundreds of them. Only a few of them can be selected as news materials. Taking news photos and life photos are two different things.

This requires professional skills and systematic theoretical study.

He buried his head in the quilt and didn't want to listen any more. Lao Diao is his master. He saw Lao Diao with his own eyes and learned that he was working with Gao lenggan. He was not only a driver, but also happy and confident that night when he invited his brothers to dinner.Lao Diao often said that what he did was not a job, but a career, and Gao Leng gave him a chance to make his career bigger.

"Your biggest advantage is that you are thoughtful and have rich social experience. In this point, the other members of our team can't compare with you. That's why I reuse you." Gao Leng's praise was incomparable, and he affirmed: "it's hard to say a reporter's job, but it's also simple to say it's simple. It's just a few machines and shooting techniques. You can't make secret interviews. I'm confident that the shooting stars will win this job."

"But..." Gao Leng sighed softly.

Old Diao's heart sank.

His eyes were round and he buried his head in the quilt. Generally, after "but", there is nothing good to say

"just open up and say that in this world, some people are heroes, and others are the people clapping beside heroes, as long as they follow you. Even as a driver, I'm definitely the driver with the best technology. I brought this kid to the street, and I'll teach him all the skills. We need a driver for candid shooting and follow-up shooting. It's no problem for me. Gao Leng, thank you for giving me the opportunity. I'm very lucky to be a recorder for so many days. " Old diaohanhan smile, although there are some disappointment, but more is still fighting spirit.

It is true that there are talented heroes in this world, and there are indeed a few heroes. He is willing to be a clapper beside a hero. The most difficult thing is to see clearly himself.

"Lao Diao, you have to transform." Gao Leng patted him on the shoulder: "drivers, journalists, are unable to tap your maximum potential."

Transformation?!

The old crane was stunned. If he was not a driver or a reporter, where would he go?

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