Situ Ye opened his eyes wide and repaired the photos he took, raised his eyebrows, and said to himself: "But he has a good temper. In the past, he could curse people and cry."

Yu Hao said, "He has never scolded you."

"When he was scolded when he was a subordinate," Situ Ye said, "He won't scold me after he succeeded in taking office. Just pay attention to it occasionally in front of outsiders. This is the best thing for a boy in Chongqing. It doesn't matter whether he is face or not."

Yu Hao thought it seemed that it was true. Situ Ye took off Lin Ze's platform at any time, and Lin Ze never got angry. However, it doesn't matter if Situ Ye is the boss's lady. He can't break up the leader's platform. He must be careful when he has dinner at night.

"I guess tonight, the deputy editor-in-chief wants to say that you have a 'personality'," Situ Ye said, "You must pay attention, don't think it's praising you."

Yu Hao said: "I have been curious for a long time. What does the leader mean when he said 'having personality'?"

"The old men all have collectivist ideas." Situ Ye said, "The meaning of saying you 'having personality' is to scold you for being stupid and make you calm. When you hear this, you nod your head quickly, smile awkwardly and pass by. Don't follow the words and express your personality."

Yu Hao woke up from a dream and hurriedly thanked Situ Ye. Situ Ye said indifferently: "Children raised in wealth are all very unique, but born in the 1990s have personality. Everyone is a person with temperament."

Yu Hao said: "Don't always say 'rich up'. I'm really afraid that Teacher Jin will be blown away by you."

When Lin Ze was away, Situ Ye always penetrated Yu Hao and told him how to understand the thoughts of these people. Yu Hao really loved him very much, and was afraid that Situ Ye would attract revenge when he spoke.

"You don't understand his meaning." Situ Ye said.

"Why did he say that?" Yu Hao didn't understand this either.

Situ Ye casually repaired the photos and said: "He said you are rich, which means you don't know the sufferings of the people, you don't lack money, and you don't know how to issue a few tickets for him, and take some money from the public..."

Yu Hao: "..."

As soon as Lin Ze came back, Situ Ye stopped talking. Lin Ze dismantled the wine and medicine, took it, took it, looked at Situ Ye and Yu Hao, and signaled whether you would eat it?

Situ Ye sneered, Yu Hao was sick and did not dare to take other medicines randomly, Lin Ze said: "You are ready, leave, everyone is very energetic, the Angry Birds set off!"

For this dinner in Beijing, I ordered a private room for Nanmen Pork Shabu. Lin Ze specially invited three leaders, the three mountains of the publishing house - the secretary, editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, and the heads of the editorial department.

Yu Hao didn't dare to interrupt. A group of reporters and editors said all kinds of jokes flying all over the sky, and they were quite talented, as if Zhou Sheng was in his soul who was uncontrollable for complaining. Lin Ze greeted him one by one, only responsible for the topic, chatting and laughing, and taking care of his leaders and colleagues in every way.

"What do you think?" Lin Ze smiled at Yu Hao, and occasionally clicked him.

"I never thought in my life that I could buy a house in Beijing." Yu Hao replied honestly, "It will be better if the land will be redistributed."

Everyone laughed together.

"Indeed, this housing price has turned away many talented young people." Yang Hong looked at Yu Hao lovingly.

"You won't buy it in your life," said the secretary. "In the future, your son and your grandson have to buy it. Is there any difference?"

Everyone burst into laughter again, and the secretary said: "People go to high places and water flows to low places. If you want to achieve results and squeeze into the top places in this industry, Beijing is the national political and cultural center, which you can't hide. In finance, you have to go to Shanghai, Hong Kong, and New York. If you want to go to China, you can only choose Beijing. Look, isn't Lin Ze coming too?"

Lin Ze had no choice but to nod and said yes.

Lin Ze threw some questions at Yu Hao from time to time. Yu Hao followed the script and played a college student who had just left the society and answered it seriously.

The deputy editor-in-chief had eaten pork, drank wine, held a cigarette in his mouth, and lit Yu Hao in the smoke, saying, "What about you, you are smarter, you must be down-to-earth." Then he said to Yang Hong, "This is the best intern we recruit this year, right?"

Yang Hong said: "Yu Hao is pretty. When he first saw Xiao Ye, I thought that Lin Ze's assistant did not look like a photographer, but rather like a male model. As a result, Yu Hao was defeated again when he came!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Yang Hong said to Lin Ze again: "Why do you have so many high-quality resources? Ah?"

"Xiao Yu has a very personality." The deputy editor-in-chief narrowed his eyes and said, "Young people are all people with temperament."

Sure enough, Situ Ye was right, and Yu Hao almost squirted out a sip of wine.

"Yu Hao?" Lin Ze's face turned red when he drank. He gave Yu Hao a look to remind him. Situ Ye immediately said: "Xiao Yu was a little overdone today, I'll do it for him..."

Yu Hao immediately understood that he had to toast this glass of wine himself. These were things that Zhou Sheng had never taught him before. He poured the liquor first, then bowed to toast the deputy editor-in-chief. The deputy editor sat down and drank it.

This group of people is very polite to Jin Weicheng, but they don’t like him very much. They often interrupt him, so Jin Weicheng had to endure it. The head of the reporter department said again: "Xiao Yu looks at home and is also spoiled."

"We are all children raised by wealth," Situ Ye took the initiative and said sincerely, "As soon as he left society, I feel that there is too much to learn. Come on, I'll give you a cup."

Yu Hao: "..."

Situ Ye blocked the man's mouth with a glass of wine so that he would not be careless any more. Anyway, the other party was not the leader. The secretary asked again: "My grandson is about the same age as you, and he is so naive that he can't calm down and study, just stay in love. He is in the limelight every day in school. He is versatile, but he can't study."

Lin Ze followed the secretary's words: "Exam-oriented education does not reflect anything. Don't we rarely look at the results when recruiting people? In the media industry, we must be flexible."

Jin Weicheng said: "What kind of talent does Xiao Yu have?"

Yu Hao looked at Lin Ze, Lin Ze nodded slightly and shook his head again. Yu Hao didn't know what this meant, so Lin Ze smiled and said, "Do you want to offer an ugly person?"

Yu Hao understood, meaning that if you are not sure, don’t show off your talents, so as not to backfire; if you have good points, take them out, and maybe it will work.

"I'll sing a pingtan to the teachers?" Yu Hao said.

"Yo!"

This talent was beyond everyone's expectations. Yu Hao took a chopstick, knocked on the white wine glass twice, cleared his throat and sang: "I lost the scorching sun - I lost the willows, the willows rose lightly, and went straight up - Chongxiao Jiu-"

Two big words "Damn?" appeared on Lin Ze, Situ Ye, and Jin Weicheng at the same time.

Lin Ze's expression was also stupid. Yu Hao knew that what he was thinking must be, "You fucking know how to do this?"

"Ask Wu Gang...he everyone, Wu Gang brought out...oast wine..."

Yu Hao was a little drunk. He closed his eyes a little, held the wine glass, bowed up, and gently touched the glass of the deputy editor-in-chief and drank all the wine. This song was a Pingtan sung by Yu Hongxian. Zhao Kaisheng used Mao Zedong's lyrics. As long as people who have experienced that era, almost all the sings were sung by the secretary, Yang Hong, and deputy editor-in-chief, followed him and hummed.

"Okay!" Everyone applauded.

The secretary was quite surprised and said, "Okay! Young people can sing this word now, there are really not many!"

Yu Hao smiled embarrassedly: "Showing ugly things out."

"It's been many years." Yang Hong said with emotion.

The secretary said: "It's been many years."

The deputy editor-in-chief drank the residual wine and said, "Now the environment is better than the one thirty years ago."

"Yeah." Yang Hong nodded and said thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!