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"Sorry, sir." The assistant bowed his head hurriedly, "Sir, Miss Xia's matter has been exposed too much now, Jiang Fengting and the police force have already followed the vines to find out about Xu Huayi's matter. It might be exposed, we'd better stop for a while and wait for the limelight to pass before..."

"How long?" Jiang Fengchi raised his eyes, and the assistant who asked was caught off guard, "How long do I have to wait?"

His tone revealed strong displeasure and resentment, the assistant only lowered his head, not daring to speak out.

"Another way, divert Jiang Fengting's attention first." Jiang Fengchi rubbed his temples, and pushed a document to the opposite side of the desk. The assistant hurriedly picked it up and opened it to a personnel file. "This person is mine. Man, it's time to expose him."

The assistant took the documents and left, turned around and destroyed them, and started to prepare for the next step.

The internal phone of the newspaper office rang, Xia Chan glanced at it hastily, and quickly picked it up.

"Hey, boss, what instructions?"

"You come in."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chan hurriedly packed up the files on the table, got up and went to the editor's office.

Ever since the news about the peanut oil factory was filmed by her and Song Qi, their status in the newspaper office can be said to be steadily rising. When I got up, my colleagues teased the two of them every day for risking their lives for the report.

She has been with the editor-in-chief since she graduated, and she has grown up from a brat who doesn't know anything under his shadow to the present. Although the peanut oil factory incident is considered a meritorious service, she was still caught and scolded by the editor-in-chief, so the editor-in-chief Letting her into his office made her feel a little apprehensive.

Could it be that he didn't scold enough last time, but this time he thought about it again, and was going to call her in for another reprimand?
Song Qi, who was sitting next to her, gave her a look of wishing you good luck.

Prepared to be scolded, Xia Chan knocked on the door of the office, opened the door and went in after hearing the response.

"Boss, you are looking for me."

"En." Ding Xianshu responded lightly, knocked on the desk, "Sit."

Ding Xianshu is over half a century old and has been in the press for nearly 30 years. He has reported [-] or [-] big news. He is one of the most important figures in the circle. He has trained many apprentices by his side for so many years. Xia Chan is The youngest one is considered a closed disciple. She is clever, quick-responsive, and down-to-earth. She has an indelible enthusiasm and sense of responsibility for this industry. About the peanut oil factory, because of the first-hand photos taken by Xia Chan and Song Qi's partners risking their lives, their newspaper became the only newspaper that continued to report. It was a good thing, but he still scolded Xia Chan and Song Qi.

At a young age, with a rush of enthusiasm, his life was lost, especially before he consulted his superiors, and went to investigate privately. If something happened to them, everything would be irreversible.

Xia Chan sat down in fear, feeling that the chair was sticking to her buttocks, she looked at Lao Ding with a guilty conscience: "Boss, what instructions did you ask me to come over?"

"Look at this." Ding Xianshu pushed a folder on the table in front of Xia Chan, Xia Chan immediately picked it up, and Ding Xianshu couldn't help but snort, "Now be honest, I see You were so daring when you dragged Xiao Song to attack the oil factory at night, you can just kill yourself and drag Xiao Song in."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. Don't bother with me." Xia Chan acted like a baby. Lao Ding is usually the strictest, but he is soft-hearted when accompanied by strictness. Most people dare not respond when they are scolded. Xia Chan figured this out, and when she acted like a baby and begged for mercy, Lao Ding couldn't bear to say anything.Xia Chan flipped through two pages of information, a little confused, "Boss, what is this?"

"The newspaper has just planned an interview for a column on young talents. There are ten outstanding young people in the city, and one will be published every half a month. Since you and Song Qi are working so hard, I will leave the interview to you two." Ding Xianshu As he spoke, he took a glass water cup from the side, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip of hot tea, "I will finish the interview with the first person tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and write the interview draft."

"Who is the first one?" Xia Chan turned to the first person's information in confusion, and there were three big bold characters printed on the information.

"Gu Qinghui."

The youngest forensic director in the province.

What kind of fate is this.

"Boss, I think this matter, I might not be able to handle it well, or let Sister Wang go, Sister Li can also..." Xia Chan raised her head in embarrassment, if she was asked to interview Gu Qinghui, wouldn't that be typical? Is it courting death?Gu Qinghui should stab her to death with a scalpel.

"Go as soon as I tell you to go, the press release is finished and sent to my mailbox." Ding Xianshu refused to discuss it, and seeing Xia Chan still sitting there with a embarrassed face, he scolded, "What are you doing here in a daze, get out quickly .”

"Boss, can I ask one more question?" Xia Chan weakly stretched out a finger.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Ding Xianshu looked impatient.

"Why are you the first to interview Gu Qinghui?"

"Look through the information and compare it with other people's information. What's the difference?" Ding Xianshu didn't answer, but asked Xia Chan instead, with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was waiting for her answer.

"Professional is a little bit special...more handsome?" Xia Chan only saw these two differences for a long time.

"That's right, although we are a newspaper, we still have to cater to the public. After all, the first issue of this column still needs to have some points that are enough to attract readers. Therefore, Gu Qinghui's skin plays a very important role. Besides, the profession of forensic medicine Different from a doctor, it is a profession that people avoid, but you and I both know that this profession requires great dedication and self-sacrifice, and at the same time requires a very high professional level and knowledge reserve, so I can help the profession of forensic medicine. Do your best so that everyone can understand and accept this profession, I think this is the core of our column." Ding Xianshu said slowly, waking up points that Xia Chan didn't understand, "There is one more point you I have overlooked that due to the difficult requirements of the forensic profession, Gu Qinghui is the youngest forensic director in the whole province, so Gu Qinghui deserves to be the first among these young talents."

"I understand. The boss deserves to be the boss, and he has been taught again." Xia Chan is smart and understands everything. After Ding Xianshu's enlightenment, she also felt that it was wrong for her to offend Gu Qinghui before. A young talent, desperately devoted himself to the forensic career, just to make sure that there will be no more unsolved cases in the world, she still deceived him like this, it is really a beast, she must apologize in person someday.

Xia Chan was still young, and her blood was excited by Ding Xianshu's few words, so she took over this arduous task at that time.

Although she was full of enthusiasm, she had to face Gu Qinghui after all. Thinking about the scene where he knew how badly she had been cheated and turned into anger, she felt chills down her back.

Xia Chan silently lamented 180 times in her heart, got up and left the editor's office in a daze.

As soon as I got back to my work station, several colleagues comforted me one after another.

"It's okay, Xiaoxia, we newspapers count you as the most scolded, and you've developed antibodies to scolding, we're not sad, oh." Sister Dongbei Wang patted Xia Chan's shoulder to comfort her, Xia Chan could only return a forced smile back.

"Xia Chan, don't be sad, this is definitely not the last time."

"Yes, yes, hahaha..."

A group of wonderful colleagues, Xia Chan didn't bother to respond to them, and turned to look at Song Qi.

"Sister Chan, don't cry, I will lend you my shoulder." Song Qi said, patting himself on the shoulder generously.

"Let me lend you my shoulder." Xia Chan threw the folder that came out of Lao Ding to Song Qi casually, "Lao Ding asked you to partner with me to interview these people. The interview is not good, so come and see me."

"Yo hoo!" Song Qi turned a few pages with excitement, and jumped up, the flowers of happiness on his face were about to bloom, "Great, the boss finally saw my talent, I I can go out for interviews on my own! Yoho!!"

"What do you do alone? I'm not human?" Xia Chan gave Song Qi a critical blow. She almost forgot that Song Qi had never met Gu Qinghui at all. To him, this was just a job.

"Cicada, is this a new column?" Sister Liu leaned over and glanced at the information, "There are also some hard stubbles on it, it's hard to handle, you two just prepare to be bloodied by the old dog." Get ready."

Xia Chan looked up to the sky and sighed, who said it wasn't, just looking at the first Gu Qinghui, she already knew it was a hard stubble.

Most importantly, Lao Ding told her that among the ten young talents, three refused to be interviewed, and Gu Qinghui was the one who resisted the most. They fell on her and Song Qi's shoulders together. Seeing Song Qi's excitement, Xia Chan couldn't bear to hit him.

Gu Qinghui, what a difficult person to deal with, plus he knew that she had been lying to her, it would be fine if he didn't hack her to death, and interviewed?Take the air.

There's no way, in the journalist's job, even if we know that we can't do it, we have to bite the bullet and hit it no matter how hard the wall is.

After preparing the interview script, Xia Chan and Song Qi appeared at the door of the autopsy office.

"Sister Chan, I'm a little nervous." Song Qi looked at Xia Chan weakly, and found that her face was pale, and she looked more nervous than him.

"Can you be as nervous as me? My hands are soaked." Xia Chan said, wiping the cold sweat from Song Qi's arm.

"Isn't it just an interview with a forensic doctor? As for being so nervous?" After all, she is an old man who has experienced life and death. Why is Sister Cicada less reliable than him.

"You'll know when the time comes." Xia Chan swallowed and prayed silently N times in her heart.

Bless her to get out of Gu Qinghui's hands safely, and bless them to entangle with Gu Qinghui to the end and persuade him to accept the interview.

The autopsy office did not allow outsiders to enter, so they could only wait for Gu Qinghui to come out, and they had been waiting since the morning.When it was getting dark in the afternoon, Gu Qinghui hadn't come out of it yet.