The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 33 - Close Guidance

Liu Yuan was speechless, but felt miserable because of Zhangyang's concerned eyes at this moment.

　　Finally, under Zhangyang's gaze, she trembled with her hands and handed Zhangyang a small red plastic mirror in her bag with a photo of an unknown Shanghai woman printed on the back.

　　"Team leader, here."

　　Liu Yuan blushed and pointed to her neck.

　　Zhangyang was confused. She took the mirror and looked at it.

　　She has a slender neck, and the small stand-up collar of the summer cheongsam can only cover a little part of her neck, so when she stretches her neck, her long and fair neck is naturally exposed.

　　The next moment, the look in Zhangyang's eyes changed.

　　Her skin is very white, and the slightest bump will leave marks on it, not to mention that the area after being sucked hard by someone is simply bruised and purple, which looks scary.

　　In the small mirror, the hickeys on Zhangyang's neck were illuminated one after another, revealing her beauty.

　　Zhangyang almost immediately recalled yesterday, when she took the initiative to hug Ji Xingzhi, she stood on his instep and kissed him.

　　Then, Ji Xingzhi seemed to have no scruples anymore, pinching her waist with one hand and placing his other hand on the back of her head.

　　She was only wearing a nightdress at that time, and Ji Xingzhi only had to lower his head to catch the prey in his mouth like a ferocious beast.

　　Hot lips pressed on the fragile neck.

　　It's rough and fierce, and there seems to be lingering tenderness in the ferocity.

　　It's just that there is too little tenderness, and more of the animality inspired by her eyes.

　　At this time, Zhangyang quickly found a silk scarf from the drawer, which she had put in the drawer for emergency use when she came to the newspaper office. Her original plan was to use a silk scarf as an emergency when she was in a hurry and forgot accessories around her neck. Unexpectedly, under current circumstances, silk scarves would come in handy.

　　It's really an unexpected use.

　　Liu Yuan, who was sitting opposite her, no longer paid 100% attention to the spicy soup in front of her as she did when she first entered the door. She couldn't help but secretly look at her team leader, her ears started to turn red.

　　There was no other way, but the kiss mark that was accidentally exposed on her team leader was really easy to make people think about it.

　　How intense is this battle?

　　Liu Yuan endured the burning at the base of her ears. She didn't want to think about it anymore, but her head seemed to have its own thoughts, completely out of her control.

　　She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhangyang anymore, and just focused on her breakfast.

　　One after another in the early morning, almost everyone in the office arrived.

　　When Ning Xiusi came in, she greeted everyone casually, and when her eyes glanced at Zhangyang, she couldn't help but pause. As he walked towards his seat, he unbuttoned and rolled up his cufflinks, and said curiously: "Zhangyang, aren't you hot? Do you want a silk scarf in summer?" 

Zhangyang: "..." 

In the office there were other little girls who heard Ning Xiusi's words and said dissatisfiedly: "Teacher Ning, don't you understand the trend? Nowadays, silk scarves are not only used to keep warm. I think Teacher Zhang's silk scarf is very beautiful, this is the first time I have seen that a cheongsam can be paired with a silk scarf! Moreover, the camellia on it is also very beautiful!" After the female colleague finished scolding Ning Xiusi, she immediately turned to look at Zhangyang, and took a picture With a pleasant face, "How did you do this flower on Teacher Zhang's scarf? Please teach me later!"

　　Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, but there was a little stiffness in her smile that was difficult for others to notice.

　　If we look back, it will definitely not be today. If this silk scarf is untied, will she still be working in the office?

　　At this moment, Liu Yuan, who was the only one in the office who knew the truth, wanted to bury her whole face into the enamel bowl in front of her, and it was very hard to hold back her laughter.

　　Ning Xiusi shook his head. He didn't understand fashion trends. He only knew that it would be very hot to have a piece of cloth wrapped around his neck in summer.

　　"Oh, that's right." Zhangyang looked up at Ning Xiusi and Zhou Wei and said proactively: "If there is a second round of interviews today, Ning Xiusi and Zhou Wei, if you have time, please help and take a look. If you think it is appropriate, then Stay in our newspaper office."

　　As soon as Zhangyang said these words, the two people named were stunned.

　　In the past, the chief editor made the final decision for a job like this, but now Zhang Yang's words clearly meant that he wanted to leave the decision-making power in their hands.

　　"Isn't this not good?" Zhou Wei said quickly. He really wanted to be the editor-in-chief before. The feeling of being able to "control the power of life and death of others" is for any ambitious person. , all very good. Once upon a time, he also imagined that he would have such a day.

　　But now he is convinced by Zhangyang and has never thought of "seeking power and usurping the throne."

　　Ning Xiusi also nodded, feeling that it was not good.

　　"I have to go over yesterday's news today, so I don't have much time in the newspaper office. You are both experienced people in the newspaper office. If you two are together and combine your opinions, there will be no problem." Zhangyang's words gave the two of them enough trust.

　　She really believed that Ning Xiusi and Zhou Wei, one was a person with a strong sense of news, and the other was a person who had worked in the local area for more than ten years and had enough experience. , not to mention "two-pronged approach"? Zhang Yang couldn't believe that they couldn't even do this well.

　　Ning Xiusi and Zhou Wei looked at each other. Their normal relationship was average, but now after listening to Zhangyang's words, they both felt the burden falling on their shoulders.

　　"Okay."

　　After hearing Zhangyang's explanation, the two finally nodded.

　　Zhou Wei took the initiative to ask Zhangyang more about the news he heard yesterday, "Is it complicated?" Zhangyang nodded, "Maybe after reporting, this news will eventually fall on you."

　　She told her yesterday's news He handed the manuscript to Zhou Wei and said, "Take a look."

　　Zhou Wei scanned the entire page at a glance and his face became slightly heavy.

　　Zhangyang reviewed yesterday's press release again in the morning before following Xiaoyang out.

　　They had to follow up on the latest progress of the "Leizi case" in real time and were outside almost all day. Zhangyang was glad that she didn't wear high heels today just to look good. She couldn't just keep guarding the old lady today. Apparently there had been more than one "fake medicine incident" in Beijing recently. She also contacted other victims and took the initiative to interview her.

　　Surprisingly, yesterday, the owner of the "Kangfu Drug Store" in Dadongmen unexpectedly accepted an interview.

　　Sitting in the police station, Zhang Yang looked at the depressed look on the face of the drugstore owner opposite him. Although he was in a bad condition, he could tell that he was an elegant middle-aged man.

　　"I really didn't know that it was a fake medicine. I have been buying this medicine for many years, but I have never encountered such a terrible thing before." The drugstore owner felt that he was very innocent. Yesterday, he avoided seeing the old lady. Just because he felt that the other party was deliberately making trouble unreasonably, "If you take my prescription to the hospital and ask any doctor, I can guarantee that the prescription I prescribed is fine." He also did not expect the final result. There was something wrong not with his prescription, but with that batch of medicine.

　　When the police arrested him this morning, he was completely confused.

　　Selling counterfeit medicines was a crime he couldn't bear.