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Chapter 319(2/2)

"Uh..." Ling Feng collapsed. He could imagine this situation.

Ling Feng drove to the newspaper office and discovered that Zhu Caizi had even changed the name of the newspaper office to "Maple Fire Newspaper Office". As a result, Maple Fire has now become a comprehensive brand.

As soon as I walked in, it was ridiculous, Zhu Caizi actually "counseled" a few beautiful reporters. He was really a good and competent editor-in-chief. He squeezed the thighs and assaulted the breasts.

Seeing Ling Feng, he was so frightened that he immediately stopped his hand and coughed, "Ahem, that's it for today, you can go out first!"

Looking at the group of reporters who were dressed like a swimsuit beauty contest, Ling Feng looked at Zhu Hao in surprise, "What's going on? Are you running a newspaper or looking for models?"

"Boss, this is the market! Nowadays, beautiful reporters go out to interview, and this is where the news comes from! The development trend of the industry!" Zhu Hao said very proudly. "These girls, I personally went to several domestic media universities to earn high salaries.

Recruited!"

"Damn! I'm just a small newspaper!" Ling Feng cursed.

"Superficial!" Zhu Hao directly despised the boss. "Soldiers who don't want to be marshals are not good soldiers. Those who don't want to be a big newspaper are not good newspapers! How can I let you down if you trust me with this newspaper?

, why don’t I make you a leader in the industry?”

"Don't get too far away from me. If you can make money, open it. If you can't make money, close it!" Ling Feng puts money at the center of everything.

"This won't work. I have signed agreements for others. If I close the door, it will be a breach of contract. When the time comes for me, the editor-in-chief, to leave, you will have to go to court. You can't owe migrant workers money!" Zhu Hao said to Ling.

Maple glanced.

"Oh no, can they be considered migrant workers? Forget it, tell me, I will become a migrant worker too!" Ling Feng was furious.

"Let's not discuss this issue for the time being. You are the boss, so you only have to pay. I am the editor-in-chief, and the running of the newspaper will be left to me! Now let's discuss first, my salary as the editor-in-chief, right? Everyone has taken office.

For so long, you haven’t mentioned your salary to me, so when I was trying to pick up a girl, I didn’t even know how to ask when she asked me how much my annual salary was!”

"Forget it, I think it's better to replace him! I'll let Zhang Hai take over tomorrow!"

"Oh, don't. The boss, that big boss, doesn't know anything about culture! He only recognizes beauties and doesn't know Chinese characters. Isn't this a waste of a newspaper with a bright future!" Zhu Hao immediately hugged Ling Feng.

arms acting coquettishly.

"Don't! Forget it if a woman acts coquettishly, but if a man acts coquettishly, I feel like vomiting. Forget it, two thousand a month!"

"Nani? Two thousand? Boss, you don't know the editor-in-chief's salary, right? If it's less than twenty thousand, no one will care about you!" Zhu Hao quit.

"Go away, you idiot. Don't negotiate terms with me. Go figure out ways to make money, advertising, sponsorships, etc. Didn't you attract so many beauties? Let them go out and advertise for me!" Ling Feng looked at him cautiously.

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"Stingy!" Zhu Hao said contemptuously.

"What?" Ling Feng's face turned dark. "Do you still want to do it?"

"How about you pick a few of those girls just now and think that I bribed you, the boss!" Zhu Hao looked at Ling Feng with a look of ****,

"You idiot, you still want to bet on me? I already have a girlfriend!"
Chapter completed!
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