contract war

"Hey, Gao Tong, I heard that your supplement is going to be reprinted again. I'm really happy to congratulate you." Xi Jie, the editor-in-chief of LUNA Literature and Art Club, stood in the corridor, folded his arms and glanced as he walked towards the fashion magazine office. Gao Tong said frivolously.

As one of the top three large magazines in the country, LUNA has multiple magazine departments, and the most influential departments are News Weekly Magazine, Fashion Monthly Magazine and Literary Monthly Magazine.Among the three magazine agencies, the news agency is the largest, followed by the art agency, and the fashion agency, after all, the fashion agency has just climbed up from the bottom.

Because the fashion agency has jumped into LUNA's signature magazine in a short period of time, it is natural to attract jealousy.When Gao Tong planned to add a supplement, the most serious objection was Xi Jie, the editor-in-chief of the current literature and art club. After all, the form of the supplement was similar to the monthly magazine of their literature and art department. If it affected the sales of their literature and art department, then he would never agreed.

Glancing at Xi Jie, who was two centimeters shorter than him, Gao Tong said blankly, "Really, it's going to be printed again, how much?"

He clearly knew the news, and knew how much to print. After all, he was the editor-in-chief, but he still pretended not to know and asked back. He wanted to humiliate the other party in this way, and the other party did turn blue as he thought.

"To put it bluntly, your club's supplement is actually a product of our art club under the banner of your fashion club. What are you so proud of?" Xi Jie gritted his teeth and said with a pale face.

Gao Tong also crossed his arms, and stood face to face with Xi Jie, the distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

"Of course I am proud. The supplement is printed on my fashion agency, and the sales volume is also posted on my fashion agency. It has a dime relationship with your art agency! If you are worried that my supplement will overwhelm your main issue, Just work hard to sell your main magazine better!" Gao Tong yelled almost close to Xi Jie's face, the voice was so loud that almost the whole corridor could hear it, but he didn't care at all.

"What?" Xi Jie stood up. Although there was only a two-centimeter difference in height, his aura was definitely not suppressed by Gao Tong. Therefore, the faces of the two were getting closer and closer, almost touching each other's noses, "You A mere supplement wants to beat my main magazine? Don't dream! There is a limit to joking!"

"Are you kidding me? Then I'll show you the win!"

"Can you win? I'm dying of laughter! Alright, let's see who gets the last laugh!"

Gao Tong and Xi Jie stared at each other with arms crossed. Xi Jie, who was three years older than Gao Tong, did not show the attitude that an uncle should have at all. Perhaps 32 years old is not considered an uncle today. He and Gao Tong The behavior is exactly like two immature children arguing.

They may not have noticed that at the beginning of the quarrel, they said "our club, your club", then it became "my club, your club", and finally it directly became "me, you".

"Gao Tong, Xi Jie," Yuan Du, the editor-in-chief of News Weekly, stopped the two people who were arguing on the other side of the corridor. Yuan Du was in his 40s and looked mature and stable. , He once felt a lot of pressure, "Didn't I say that, if you want to fight, find me a place where no one is around. There are so many empty conference rooms and lounges here, not enough for you!"

"Editor Yuan."

"Editor Yuan."

The two faced Yuan Du at the same time, and their momentum dropped a lot.

Yuan Du is not only the senior of LUNA, who led LUNA to the top three in the country, but also the person who supported them, so the two respect him very much.

"Xi Jie, come with me." After Yuan Du finished speaking, he went upstairs. Xi Jie glared at Gao Tong and followed Yuan Du.

Gao Tong snorted, then strode towards the fashion agency as if nothing happened.

Xiao Tu, who was standing in the lounge drinking water, could hear everything clearly because the lounge was the closest to the corridor. Even now, thinking of the quarrel between Gao Tong and Xi Jie, he still feels terrified.

Is everyone in the editorial department so excited?

Back at the editorial office, Xiao Tu was too scared to say a word to Gao Tong who was exuding a fighting spirit all over his body.Because it is not a deadline, so it is relatively free, Xiao Tu took out the manuscripts that Gao Tong gave him and looked at them seriously.

"Editor-in-chief, you are back."

"The editor-in-chief is back."

"Ms. Li is back."

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Following everyone's greetings, Xiao Tu raised his head and looked towards the door, only to see Li Shengmao, the editor-in-chief, walking in at a normal pace. People nod.

Li Shengmao is the editor-in-chief of LUNA fashion magazine. He is 35 years old. He is easy-going and serious. Everyone likes him more than Gao Tong. Xiao Tu also thinks so.Because Gao Tong is too scary, strict and unreasonable, and has a bad temper, irritable and violent, it seems that I am very dangerous and explosive written all over his body, everyone treats Gao Tong with care most of the time.

Sometimes Xiao Tu thinks, maybe the editor-in-chief and the editor-in-chief should change positions, because the editor-in-chief is suitable for decision-making and execution, and the editor-in-chief is suitable for winning people's hearts, so it is just right to change positions, but the fact is like this. The editor-in-chief of the editor often makes people feel very out of tune.But this also proves why Gao Tong is the editor-in-chief and Li Shengmao can only be the editor-in-chief.

Li Shengmao asked for leave for half a month because of his father's sudden illness. To be honest, the editorial department seemed tense without him. When he came back, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Editor-in-chief, you are back." Xiao Tu stood up, nodded to Li Shengmao, Li Shengmao also nodded to him, and then stroked Xiao Tu's soft hair.

"Thanks a lot."

"No, no, no hard work."

Gao Tong raised his head and saw Li Shengmao approaching, the expression on his face immediately softened a lot. He stood up and nodded to Li Shengmao, "You are back, how is your father?"

"It's out of danger," Li Shengmao walked up to Gao Tong, and Gao Tong held out his hand, "These days I'm not here, please trouble the editor-in-chief."

"If you say anything out of the ordinary, it will be fine if your father is fine."

Xiao Tu looked at the editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief who were greeting each other, and he was relieved like everyone else. It's great that the editor-in-chief is back.

Because the New Year is approaching, their work has to be even busier. Annual summary, New Year planning and other things are still waiting for them. The busier the days, the more tempered the editor-in-chief Gao Tong is. They can even imagine being like a devil The editor-in-chief stepped on the table with one foot, slammed the roll of copy paper in one hand on the magazine in front of him, and then ordered them to do this and that with all his teeth and claws. It was terrible.

But it's different when the editor-in-chief is here, separated from the gentle editor-in-chief, even if the editor-in-chief is a devil, at least there is an angel drinking tea at the nearest place to everyone, right?Everyone's emotions will also be slightly relieved.

The distance between an angel and a devil is only one meter.