Ji Leng didn’t stop him. He had nothing to hide.
In fact, even if it’s not about this manuscript, he will go to Zhu. Because he has another task on his shoulders.
……
Soon Mr. Zhu pushed open the office door and came in. When the door was pushed open, Ji Leng saw a group of his colleagues outside, and they all looked in.
Obviously, the quarrel in this room aroused their curiosity.
After Mr. Zhu came, some people even looked at him with sympathetic eyes, while others gloated.
Looking at the latter’s eyes, Ji Leng thought of what Chang Sheng said to himself.
Why insist on being a liaison instead of trusting his colleagues?
It seems that Chang Sheng knows his colleagues better than himself …
In fact, Ji Leng didn’t even know that he was so low-key, why would anyone hate himself?
Maybe keeping a low profile is also a crime. Because in the eyes of high-profile people, low-key people will appear that they are too frivolous, and they will even supplement the low-key people to watch them perform coldly and despise them in their hearts.
In short, if someone wants to hate you, he will hate you no matter what you do.
It has nothing to do with the professional ethics of journalists, but with human nature.
The door of the office was quickly closed, cutting off the complicated eyes outside.
Now there are only Ji Leng, Editor-in-Chief Wang, General Manager Zhu and the editor-in-chief of the Sports Department who came with General Manager Zhu.
Mr. Zhu looked at Ji Leng, the editor-in-chief of the Sports Department looked at Ji Leng, and the editor-in-chief Wang also looked at Ji Leng. While Ji Leng looked at Zhu Zong.
Editor-in-chief Wang’s eyes have a meaning of "you are dead meat".
Ji Leng handed the things in his hand to Mr. Zhu: "I brought this back from Valencia. Please read the interview with Mr. Zhu."
Mr. Zhu picked it up, glanced at it, and then handed it to the editor-in-chief of the sports department on one side. After receiving the manuscript, the editor-in-chief of the sports department lowered his head and read it carefully.
General manager Zhu turned to ask Ji Leng: "Do you have anything to say about the reaction of editor Wang?"
Editor-in-chief Wang next to him gave a silent sneer.
Ji Leng shook his head: "He is lying. I have no problem with this interview. "
"Evidence, take out the evidence. Let me tell you first, taking a photo with Chang Sheng is not evidence! " Wang editor beside cried.
Mr. Zhu just looked at Ji Leng.
Ji Leng said: "I brought back another news, Mr. Zhu. Changsheng intends to cooperate with our media. He hopes that we can become his media representative in China. "
Hearing Ji Leng’s words, Mr. Zhu, who had no expression, showed a surprised expression on his face, while the smile on editor Wang’s face, who sneered, solidified. Even the editor-in-chief of the sports department looked up from the manuscript and looked at Ji Leng in surprise.
What?
Changsheng wants to cooperate with us?
Did I hear you right?
"He said that as long as we cooperate, he can give us limited interview rights in Valencia, and our newspaper may also get the right to shoot and interview inside the team … and we can discuss other cooperation modes. His request is that when others try to discredit him, we should speak for him and not do anything that damages his reputation … "
Editor Wang suddenly cried loudly, interrupting Ji Leng’s words.
"evidence! Take out the evidence! "
He couldn’t help it, because he saw that Mr. Zhu was moved by Ji Leng’s words, and the editor-in-chief Li of the sports department also showed an excited expression.
He knows very well how powerful this blockbuster thrown by Ji Leng is …
Ji Leng knew that Editor Wang would shout like this, so he took out his mobile phone, then looked at the watch on his wrist, calculated the time difference in his mind, and determined that the time over there was right at this time, so he dialed the phone of Changsheng.
Watching him take out his mobile phone and dial without saying a word, the office suddenly fell into silence, which made it difficult to breathe.