contract war

How long has it been?If it wasn't for taking a photo, I would have thought it was just a dream, a dream that seems very far away but very near.

Xiao Tu propped his chin, imagining what happened that night, Bai Junnan was standing beside him so close, although he was very scared at the time, but thinking about it now, his mind is full of warm memories, perhaps it was the last photo that made his The tenderness seems to be fixed.

"Xiao Tu, why are you in a daze? Let's sort out these photos and edit them. Please also edit the copy. I will finish the proofreading in the afternoon and take it to the printing factory tomorrow. Hurry up." With perfect accuracy, a magazine about five centimeters thick was thrown, pushing Xiao Tu's upturned face further back.

The editor-in-chief Gao Tong just took office last year at the age of 29. After taking office, he carried out extensive reforms and personally recruited some young people to join the company. Xiao Tu was recruited at that time.And after just a few months, the turnover of LUNA magazine started to rise rapidly from the bottom of the company.

During the interview, Xiao Tu said that he wanted to take pictures, but after letting him take a few groups of photos at the beginning, Gao Tong directly asked him to become an editor, and then he worked for five months.

"Yes." Xiao Tu immediately stared at the computer in front of him, and clicked on a group of photos that Gao Tong sent him.

This job was far from what he had imagined. What he wanted to do was photography. Why did he become an editor?

The mouse kept moving in his hand, and it was obvious that he was quite familiar with it.

After finally finishing the work at hand, Xiao Tu sent the selected and repaired photos to Gao Tong, stretched himself, and walked to the side of the editor-in-chief.

"Editor-in-Chief, I said it last week, I'm afraid you forgot, so..."

"Ah, you go and make twenty copies of this document." Gao Tong interrupted Xiao Tu, and handed the stack of documents on the table to Xiao Tu without raising his head.

Xiao Tu knew that Gao Tong would not listen to anything when he was busy, so he took the materials and went to the copier.

I want to be transferred!Can you hear me out!

Putting the materials on the editor's desk, Xiao Tu stood behind Gao Tong and did not leave. Gao Tong didn't seem to pay too much attention to Xiao Tu. Tong nodded, and then picked up the documents that Xiao Tu had placed next to him.

"You are more suitable for editing, so I don't agree with your transfer." Gao Tong still didn't turn his head to look at Xiao Tu, but sorted out the materials in his hand.

Xiao Xiang said "Ah" as if he was stunned, "But, I prefer..."

"How many people do you think can do the job you like? Your editing ability is better, and you are more suitable for editing than photography." Gao Tong stood up, and immediately gave Xiao Tu the height half a head taller than Xiao Tu No small amount of stress.

Is my photography that bad?

"It's not that your photography is bad, but that others can do it better than you." Gao Tong seemed to have seen through Xiao Tu's mind, patted Xiao Tu's shoulder, and explained further, but he didn't know that such an explanation made him Xiao Tu became even more disheartened.

"Why do you judge like that?" Xiao Tu clenched his fists. He didn't believe that he didn't have the talent for photography. After all, he had persisted for so long. This was his hobby since childhood. Could it be that Gao Tong said "" Do you want to give up if you are suitable for editing?

Gao Tong took out a few magazines from a pile of magazines on the table, spread them out in front of Xiao Tu, and pointed to the pages that Xiao Tu was in charge of, "Don't you think these are art? Whether it's the selection of photos or the text The editors are perfect, you have to believe in yourself, you have absolute talent in this regard!"

Gao Tong's voice was full of reproach-like tone, and he was obviously a compliment but said it as if he was arguing, Xiao Tu just stared blankly at the photos that Gao Tong pointed at, and even began to feel that maybe he was really born for editing, Perhaps my hobby of photography is just a preparation for this job.

"If you still feel that photography is suitable for you after reading these, then I agree with your transfer!" After Gao Tong finished speaking, he took the materials and went to the meeting room, leaving only Xiao Tu staring at the magazines in a daze.

The meeting lasted until very late, almost all the people in the editorial department had left, but Xiao Tu was still staring at the magazines he had worked on in a daze. If it was really like what the editor-in-chief Gao Tong said, was he too self-willed?Photography is at best a hobby of mine, and a hobby does not equal a talent. Perhaps, I may be really suitable for the current job.

Besides, I don’t have to be an editor to give up my hobby of photography, ah, what have I been thinking about recently!

"Oh, you're still here, why, do you still decide to transfer?" Gao Tong came out of the conference room, pressed his temples quite tiredly, and opened the black bottle he just took out of the drink machine while walking to his seat. coffee.

"I don't know now either." Xiao Tu was really confused this time.

"That's good. Anyway, I don't know what to do. Let's continue to be an editor."

"Editor-in-Chief! I don't know which sentence you are serious about. I am very troubled now!"

Gao Tong's irresponsible words made Xiao Tu lose control of his emotions. Before he was so persistent that Xiao Tu was suitable for editing, but now he seems to throw the question back to Xiao Tu, as if he is just a bystander, isn't it his? Did the words bother Xiao Tu so much?

"However, your talent in editing has been recognized by the editorial department. You don't think that anyone can do a good job as an editor, do you?" Gao Tong asked with squinted eyes while drinking black coffee. In his opinion, Xiao Tu is still too young, it is right to chase the dream, but it would be sad to chase the wrong dream, and it would be futile for a blind person who likes color toning, no matter how big his dream is.

"Of course, you like photography. This is your personal hobby. You can also take pictures as an editor, or you can put your own pictures in magazines. As long as they are excellent works, I can accept them," Gao Tong continued. , "However, I will not be polite if it makes me feel dissatisfied."

"I see!" Xiao Tu seemed to have made some decision, and suddenly stood up, "Editor-in-Chief, you said that."

"Oh, I said it, do you want to record it with a tape recorder?"

Gao Tong wanted to say something else, when the phone rang.

"...Ah, you're already here, I'll come down right away, wait for me for 2 minutes." Gao Tong hung up the phone, packed the things in his hands, and said to Xiao Tu without looking up, "Hurry up and go back too. "

"Going back."

Xiao Tu and Gao Tong took the same elevator, and the elevator slowly descended from the fourth floor to the first floor.

"Handsome man."

Gao Tong went out of the building, and greeted the people in a white car, and when he heard the name Gao Tong called out, Xiao Tu's body became stiff, and his eyes turned away following Gao Tong's figure .

It's him······

Bai Junnan was sitting in a shining luxury car, his face wearing sunglasses was exposed from the car window, his fair skin complemented the white car, like an angel separated from the world, the distance is so far away.

Why is he here?What is his relationship with editor-in-chief Gao Tong?Where are they going?

A series of questions appeared in Xiao Tu's mind, but Xiao Tu didn't realize that his face was getting hot.

Bai Junnan seemed to see him and smiled gently at him.

That person could laugh, he knew it, but seeing the smile that that person showed to him, Xiao Tu still felt hot all over his body.