Another shareholder's office of Xingsheng magazine is a room for the shareholders who come to Xingsheng to guide their work. On weekdays, other shareholders seldom come to Xingsheng, that is, President Lu occasionally comes to sit down. However, 365 days a year is at least 360 days empty.

But this day is very lively.

Lao Yang brought a group of people. LV Yajun's smile was all over his face, but Lv's smile was obviously from his heart, while Lao Yang's smile was bitter.

In front of these two groups of people, there are also several financial reporters, all of whom are financial reporters of Xingsheng magazine. It's much easier for their own employees to report.

"Mr. Yang, I've seen them all, no problem." The lawyer Lao Yang brought over took over the contract that had been reviewed several times from his assistants. He reviewed the contract again and handed it to Lao Yang.

This is the scene of the marriage between popular magazine and Xingsheng magazine.

It's just for Lao Yang's face to get by. To be exact, it's Xingsheng who annexed Fengxing. It's just that Fengxing's business is still in the charge of Yang Peng, but Gao Leng is ultimately responsible for it.

Gao Leng became Yang Peng's superior.

"It's signed." LV Yajun picked up the pen and signed it happily.

While Lao Yang looked at the contract with a pen, his expression was very sad, and his gums felt a little tight.

"Twenty years..." Lao Yang suddenly put down his pen, held out his hand to his forehead, buried his head deeply, and said leisurely: "December 12 is today, twenty years ago today, I picked up the book for the first time to become a reporter... It's twenty years..."

as he said, his hand on his forehead is more and more downward, and he seems to want to be a journalist Cover your eyes.

Twenty years ago, when Lao Yang was still Xiao Yang, he worked as an ordinary reporter in a not so good newspaper. At that time, reporters were a great and high-ranking job. At that time, paparazzi was almost a strange word in mainland China, and entertainment magazines were also very rare. Those who can interview people with a book and a pen are all the people's special characters.

The so-called reporter is the king without a crown, which is the situation at that time.

and from the king without crowned to the fire prevention and theft prevention reporter, then to the street from the media, the official account, integrity to the regular media, in addition to regular entertainment reporters, there will be a situation of paparazzi.

Lao Yang has gone through all the changes in the development of media in mainland China over the past 20 years.

"Twenty years ago, I didn't think that I would own a magazine, and I didn't think that I would lose my own magazine. This word... I..." Lao Yang said. He suddenly stopped talking. He buried his head in his own hand, and pointed to several financial reporters with the other hand: "pinch the recording for me."

In the end, Lao Yang's first reaction is that he can't let the media capture the emotional outpouring at this point.

"It's pinched." Gao Leng nods to several financial reporters, who are all veterans. As soon as he listens, he pinches the tape recorder on the table. He just looks at Gao Leng very skillfully, and then pretends to touch his ears with his left hand.

This is to tell Gao Leng: and hide the recorder.

"It's pinched." Gao Leng accentuated the tone, obviously he did not need to secretly record.

We have decided to sign a contract. We should leave our dignity to our opponents. Even the defeated opponents deserve respect. What's more, Lao Yang is a senior. Since Lao Yang has proposed that recording is not allowed, let's not record it.

After the financial reporters looked at each other, they took out the tape recorders from their trouser pockets, one for each of them, one for each of them, one for each of the socks in their trousers, and four or five for each of them.

"It's very sophisticated." With a wry smile, Lao Yang pointed to the man's trousers: "put a recorder in your sock. Who did you learn this move from?"

"Friend... Friend." The financial reporter was a little embarrassed: "a lot of people are doing this...

" I was the originator. " Lao Yang pointed to himself with his thumb: "in the last few years, when paparazzi just went to the mainland, we were the first group of paparazzi. When interviewing a star, the star was always very decent in front of the camera. As soon as the camera was turned off, he put on a domineering look and changed his tone of speaking to reporters. I wanted to blow him up, so I came up with this method. "

With that, Lao Yang pointed to the recorders on the table: "I just want you to pinch the recorders, but they are still hidden in your pants?"

The ancestors are here. What else do these little grasshoppers dance? Fortunately, Gao Leng didn't care about this. Originally, the recording should have been done. Since Lao Yang asked not to, Gao Leng wanted all these people to pinch.

Fortunately, it's all pinched, otherwise, according to Lao Yang's current state, it's estimated that it will take some more work.

"President Yang." When a financial reporter saw Lao Yang's arrival, whether he wanted to sign or face up, he couldn't help but open his mouth: "it's a good thing for popular magazine to merge into Xingsheng. After all, Xingsheng is in charge of Gao, and Gao Leng's identity is here. What's your regret?"

"That's right. It's December 12th when you started working in this business for 20 years. Today is December 12th again. It's a good thing that you just retired.""I also think it's a good thing, Mr. Yang. You started today 20 years ago, and will become popular again 20 years later! Right? It's popular now, but it's a company with venture capital. It's different now! "

Several financial reporters began to boast about Lao Yang, but the more they boasted, the worse he looked.

It's embarrassing.

"Let's all go out. I'll talk to Lao Yang." LV Yajun put the contract together and threw it aside: "if you want to sign a contract, you have to sign it happily. Let's have a chat. All of you will go out." With that, LV Yajun took a look at Gao Leng.

Gao Leng immediately nodded his head, raised his legs and went to the door. When other people saw Gao Leng leaving, they quickly stood up and followed him.

When the others left, the office was quiet enough to hear the ticking of the antique clock that LV Yajun had brought home.

"Do you still have this crap?" Lao Yang was obviously in a bad mood. He looked at the antique clock standing there and was very impatient. When all these people left, Lao Yang spoke casually. He squinted at LV Yajun and said, "I told you that this is an imitation. It's a shame to put it in your office."

"What look? The one in your house is the imitation. Don't give it up. Lose it. " Not to be outdone, LV Yajun said coldly: "how many years ago, the last time we fought for such a broken clock was ten years ago, right?" Lu Yajun took a deep breath of smoke: "you are a string of alleys. You really don't know how to appreciate it."

"You can do it. You can appreciate it when you are born in the military compound? I think you are the flower in the greenhouse, even the wind has seen Lao Yang came up as soon as he heard the fire.

These are two old emperors. One is a string of hutongs where common people were born, and the other is some powerful children born in the military compound. These two groups of people have never been able to live together.

What's wrong is that we can't talk. We've got to do it again.

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