Chapter 689

"Boss, it's amazing!" Peng reporter's assistant directly broke into her special dressing room and ran into the makeup artist who was making up for her.

Good guy, I'm going to apply eyelashes on her face.

"Tut!"

Reporter Peng suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked the eyelash brush head on the makeup artist down to the ground. After staring at the makeup artist, he turned his head and yelled at the assistant: "what are you doing! If you can't do it, just pack up and go away! "

She said, looking at the delicate makeup in the mirror, she threw the desk she was looking at on the make-up table: "there will be an exclusive interview with me later. Last time I was late, someone said I played a big card on the forum."

"That's it." The innocent makeup artist who was implicated was full of anger and hard to vent to reporter Peng, so he also fired at the assistant: "reporter Peng's electric shock case is so effective, several media are waiting to interview her, you see, if it's done like this, I'm going to recast!"

The little assistant was only in his early twenties, just out of the society, and it was very difficult for someone to find a relationship to work around reporter Peng. Not everyone had this opportunity. He was so anxious that his eyes were red for a moment. He timidly came to reporter Peng's side and handed over the iPad: "boss, it's amazing, Xingsheng... Xingsheng also released the news of electric shock!"

Hiss...

reporter Peng sneered and said slowly, "after I exposed the electric shock case yesterday, other media immediately followed up. What XX satellite TV and what XX Hong Kong media are not all following my footsteps?"

"That's it." The make-up artist took the cotton swab and carefully cleaned the face mascara for Peng reporter, then took out the mascara and poured it up. Then she continued to paint her eyelashes. How to put it? It's been imitated all the time, and it's never surpassed. Boss is a leader in the field of negative reporting. What Xingsheng? Private media have exposed a corruption case? What's the fuss? "

The flattery of the makeup artist caught reporter Peng's heart, and reporter Peng laughed triumphantly.

"No, boss, look at this Xingsheng... This Xingsheng..." the little assistant couldn't even say what he said: "they exposed the therapeutic apparatus exclusively! But also personally experienced the electric shock! Most of all, they said... They said that the therapeutic instrument is not micro electricity, it's electric shock! "

Reporter Peng's face collapsed and she sat up abruptly.

Well, I was going to continue to apply my eyelashes, but all of a sudden, I got another one on my face, which really blossomed on the left and right sides...

reporter Peng took the iPad and quickly scratched it with his fingers. After watching it for a minute or two, his face turned white and his hands shook.

"What's against me!" Reporter Peng smashed the iPad on the ground and twisted his face. He reached out and took the mobile phone from the dressing table and opened the microblog to have a look.

It was half a ring for five or six minutes. Reporter Peng didn't speak.

In a short period of time, her fans have risen by more than 100000, and the problem is black powder. Under the microblog that she forwarded her report on the electric shock case on the official microblog of CcBV, the comments rose wildly.

Almost every refresh will increase dozens of comments.

"Bah! I'm still in charge of the press! It's an electric shock, not a micro electric shock

"This idiot also said that he wanted to experience it himself. He even made a mistake with the therapeutic apparatus!"

"I'm so disappointed, reporter Peng. I've always been a fan of you. Have you made a mistake? Did they make a mistake? "

90% blame and scold, 10% wait and see.

There is no way, although the report of Jian Xiaoshan is not aimed at reporter Peng, it just hit reporter Peng in the face and slapped her in the face.

There's nothing worse than a journalist who's got a reputation problem and ruined his future.

"Damn it Reporter Peng picked up her mobile phone and was about to smash it on the table, but her raised hand suddenly stopped. After her face twisted a little, she opened the contact directory of her mobile phone, scratched it, and then lowered her hair to send a few short messages.

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in Xingsheng typesetting room, people are at a loss to stay where they are and stop printing temporarily according to General Manager Gao's instructions. What about this typesetting?

Is it the same as before, or...

you look at me, I look at you, and then I look at Lao Diao.

"Wait a minute. It won't be long before there are instructions." Lao Diao had no idea. He had been in Xingsheng for so many years, and rarely saw such a situation as stopping printing. Once, the front page headline wrongly printed the name of an important leader of the Empire, stopped printing, and wrote from top to bottom about review and deduction of bonus.

I almost got into trouble.

This report is going smoothly. Why did it stop printing suddenly? The old crane looked at the model suspiciously."I want to go to the bathroom." A thin and weak voice came. Lao Diao put down the model and looked up. A woman of about thirty-four or fifteen years old said, wearing a pair of glasses, she looked gentle.

Lao Diao frowned. Jian Xiaoshan explained that he had to look at them. After all, I know that these are the only people who will report later, and this manuscript can't go out.

"I'll go to the bathroom when my cell phone is put away, or would you like to follow me?" The woman's face was flushed with urgency.

"This..." the old crane stretched out his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment. He looked at the mobile phones and nodded.

Anyway, not close to the computer should be OK, can't let people go to the toilet! He thought.

When the woman heard this, she ran to the bathroom and locked the door. With a smile from the corner of her mouth, she pulled the clothes from her chest, stretched them to her chest and took out a mobile phone directly from her bra.

Flat chest is good. No one can see it even if there is a mobile phone in it.

She squatted down and quickly sent a few MMS messages. On the MMS, the template of the later manuscript secretly photographed was very vague and not sent completely.

But you can see the headlines and subtitles clearly. As soon as you look at it, you can see what content will be sent later. And this content is top secret.

After sending the MMS, she sent a short message: Peng Niu, I'm Nana. Don't call me. It will be exposed. This is my spare cell phone. You can rest assured that you and I have been friends for many years. When Jane came to set the layout, I shot it for the first time, thinking that I could leave it to you. By the way, I don't know if there are any indicators in Shuguang primary school? "

After more than ten seconds, the screen of the mobile phone lights up.

"For our friendship, don't worry. I have a personal vein. I'm in charge of indicators in Shuguang primary school. Think about it, it's not a big problem. You're a good writer. Thank you When reporter Peng's message came, the woman was deeply relieved.

Even, she bit her lip excitedly, and it was almost broken.

"Son, God given opportunity! God given opportunity! You can go to such a good public primary school! Excellent! Great As she thought, the woman grabbed her hair excitedly, too excited to know what to do.

"Manager Jane, I'm sorry. I've been in the imperial capital for almost 13 years, and I don't have a registered permanent residence in the imperial capital. It's most important for my children to study! God given opportunity! Blame you and who pile up bad, and my classmate reporter Peng on! She will help me if I help her on my own initiative! " The woman bit her lip again.

Plop.

A soft sound.

She left her spare cell phone in the toilet.

This is a crime tool. After revealing the general content of Jian Xiaodan's top secret follow-up press release, it disappeared without trace.

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