"Old Zhao, you are so early in the morning, why are you having trouble with a child?" A fashionable middle-aged woman with a reporter's badge on her face persuaded with a teacup, "It's your first day as an intern. , it is inevitable that there is something inconsiderate. You said that you are too angry!"

When Li Song heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

Sure enough, as soon as the female reporter finished speaking, a more irritable voice sounded in the office, it was "Brother Zhao" in the morning.

Old Zhao's angry and cold voice became louder and louder.

"Children? The Ganqing Office has become a nursery school? After all, he came out of a military academy... What? If you can't be a soldier, you'll lose even a little bit of discipline?"

The words blurted out and immediately angered all the interns, not only Ji Huan, but the rest of them all changed their expressions and burst into anger.

Almost at the same time, the air pressure in the office area dropped sharply.The faces of the female reporter and the surrounding people were all pale, and one of them who was a little older sat down on the ground.

"Ji Huan!" Li Jin yelled, his voice was like thunder, piercing through the dull and sticky air and shaking the eardrums.

Ji Huan's shoulders shook, and his ferocious expression suddenly relaxed.

The few interns behind him also woke up from a dangerous state of stress at the same time.

The air calmly resumed its flow.

Bomber effect.

Also known as Yingxiao reaction, it is the most common among alienated people.

In the distant ancient civilization, Ying Xiao specifically refers to the phenomenon that the atmosphere of the military camp is too tense, and one person screams in a dream, causing everyone to lose their minds, the military camp is violent, and the phenomenon of killing each other.

In modern times, in places where alienated people gather, if one person loses control of his brain and leaks his mental power, it will also cause the surrounding alienated people to be affected one after another.

Not only that, in the era of the big universe, border conflicts and Zerg invasions occur from time to time, and the frontline battles are tense, and both alienated and pure humans will be negatively affected.

In order to improve this problem, every military camp now has a psychological counseling room, and soldiers are required to undergo psychological assessment and counseling every once in a while.The political commissars of the army take turns to hold meetings, and do ideological work for the army on a daily basis, for fear of bombing the camp, the consequences will be disastrous.

These clerks in the office area are all ordinary people.They didn't connect the abnormality of their bodies to these defense students for a while, they just complained about the temperature control equipment.

"Look, I didn't say that the quality of the interns this time is worrying!" Old Zhao was taken aback, and when he looked back, he was another intern. He stood up angrily, "This is the office area, what are you calling it?"

The female reporter was afraid that it would not be messy enough, so she smiled and stepped forward to stop him: "Old Zhao, you can make others misunderstand that our office is bullying newcomers."

Li Jin sneered in his heart.

He strode forward, grabbed Lao Zhao first, and with a little effort, pushed him down on the seat.

"Brother Zhao, do you have hypoglycemia?" He bent down to look at Lao Zhao with a worried face, "You don't look very good, are you okay?"

The female reporter was still outstretched, and she stood there in a daze.

Old Zhao was also stunned, he was about to get angry, but now the anger was stuck in his chest.

He looked up, and saw that the young man had a sincere expression on his face, as if he wanted to go out and call someone at any time, and he couldn't vent his anger immediately.Originally, his chest was not congested, but now it was so congested that he coughed several times in a row.

Li Jin hurriedly took his teacup from the side, the tea in it was still a little warm, it was he who brewed it for Old Zhao in the morning.

He handed the cup to Lao Zhao, and persuaded in a worried tone, "Brother Zhao, drink your water quickly, if not, I'll go to the restaurant to buy some sweets..."

Old Zhao couldn't get in a word, so he drank half a glass of water in a daze.

When a piece of exquisite snack was handed to him, he realized that the surroundings had returned to normal office order at some point, and the interns had all dispersed, so he had absolutely no reason to get angry again.

"You—" He looked at Li Jin for a long time, and smiled angrily, "You are really good at it!"

Li Jin smiled and pointed to the cake: "Brother Zhao, eat it quickly. This is Chef Shiva's specialty dessert. I managed to grab it." In fact, he asked Zhang Keke to lead the way and went directly to The kitchen took it.

Old Zhao looked down at the dim sum. The small matcha-colored cake exudes a rich milk fragrance. The passion fruit jam is like a jewel, dotted on the porcelain plate, and a white hibiscus quietly falls on the cake, letting the milk fragrance shine A quiet floral fragrance.

"I've never seen you like this. You've become a genius..." He complained to Li Jin, laughed again, lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Seeing this, Li Jin heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that Lao Zhao's anger was temporarily suppressed.

It's funny to say that he has almost handled the matter, and he still doesn't know why Lao Zhao and Ji Huan are arguing.

He sighed silently, turned and walked back to his seat.

"The lad has a bright future."

The female reporter hadn't left yet, she was leaning against the wall, holding a glass with a half-smile.She happened to be in the way of Li Jin's work position, and she had to let him move if she wanted to go there.

Li Song had glanced at the other party's job card just now, and knew that he was the special correspondent of the Goddess Daily stationed in the Summer Palace, with a senior title, and his surname was Jiang.

"Jiang Ji is thanking you." He lowered his voice and sincerely thanked you. "Thank you just now. Our interns are new to the workplace and don't know the rules. Thanks to you for persuading Brother Zhao."

Jiang Jie was amazed immediately.

It's been a long time since she had seen such a young man, he was talking to people, hell said... Cough.

This Li Song, who could clearly hear that he was making a fuss just now, could still open his eyes and talk nonsense to flatter her.With such an eloquence of pointing out that soap is white, he even went to serve as a soldier?

"You are indeed very good," Jiang Jie sighed with a smile, and her personal brain poked out the virtual business card. She reached out to hold the thin business card projection, and stuffed it into Li Jin's uniform pocket with an ambiguous expression. The stewardess asked you to drink."

Li Song looked calm, neither shy nor angry.He raised his wrist, put his brain close to his pocket, read and stored Jiang Jie's business card with a light beep.

"Thank you, Sister Jiang," he waved his wrist as a gesture, and chuckled, "I'll treat you next time."

Jiang Jie hooked his eyes, patted him happily, and left.

When the person turned a corner and was out of sight, Luo Kang leaned over and muttered in a low voice, "I heard that she is the lover of a member of the House of Lords, and she is also a relative of the editor-in-chief of the Goddess Daily..."

Li Jin sat down and became interested: "Where is that person?"

"Brother Zhao," Luo Kang understood, "Member Zhao's son in the House of Commons is out of the fourth seat, and I heard that he is expected to be promoted this year."

"So that's how it is." Li Song was thoughtful.

Although he doesn't understand politics, the positions of the upper and lower houses are naturally opposite, and the relationship between the two can be imagined.

"What's the matter with Ji Huan?" He glanced at a certain chicken brother sitting in front of Lao Zhao's third row of seats, "Have I been away for 3 minutes, and this is enough to start a fight?"

Luo Kang had no desires or desires, and when he heard the word Ji Huan, he burst into tears.He hoped to pass the internship period in obscurity, but he almost got involved in an office fight on the first day.

"Ji Huan talked loudly with people, and when he went to the tea room, he bumped into Brother Zhao's table and almost knocked over the teacup." He whispered, "Ji Huan apologized, but Brother Zhao asked him to make another cup of tea... It started to quarrel."

Li tight supports his forehead.

According to what Luo Kang said, Ji Huan didn't make sense at all.He hasn't come out of the military academy yet, a group of people in the school are still forming cliques, and they are not afraid of causing trouble.Therefore, it made sense for him to break up each class and regroup during the training in the past.

It's not that Ji Huan was completely wrong, Brother Zhao did have the mentality of finding fault, but in the office, there were many things that couldn't be justified or clarified.

It's not over yet.

Li Jin watched Lao Zhao go to the bathroom, went to Ji Huan's table and knocked.

"Tight, tight brother." Ji Huan had heard his footsteps a long time ago, and lowered his head a little guilty.

"It's nothing, I just have a lunch appointment with you at noon," Li Song smiled, pinching the back of his neck, "You're already calling me brother, I can't let you call it for nothing, right? We two brothers are eating at noon chat."

As soon as he pinched it, Ji Huan's hairs were blown away, he was trembling, and shrank his neck like a chick.

The interns around all felt the same way, shrinking up in unison, peeking at Ji Huan with sympathetic eyes.As expected of brother tight, his aura is exactly that of the trainer!Brother Ji is so arrogant, now he is also wilting.

Near noon, Lao Zhao and a few acquaintances left early, and when they passed by Li Song, they even nodded at him.

When the interns saw it, they couldn't help but feel ready to move.

But when they looked back, Luo Kang was frantically writing, and behind him, Li Song was as steady as Mount Tai, still sorting out the materials in front of the light screen, so he just continued to wait and kill time.

It was a coincidence that the first day, the big bosses in the secretary office were all out for a meeting, and the upper floors were busy, and no one cared about the interns for the time being.

It was hard for them to be idle and hungry.

Li Song checked the time, there was still half an hour before his lunch break, and he was planning to share an energy bar with each other.At this moment, the sound of neat footsteps came from the hall.

He didn't have time to tell, and stared at the guys in front who were about to get off their seats.

"Sit down!"

The rest of the people heard it too, and hurriedly pretended to sit in front of the table and tap.

Wei Zong and Luo Hua walked in the front, followed by the chief and deputy secretaries-general of the second and third offices. A group of people were discussing today's meeting, Zhang Keke hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the elevator.

"Intern?" Wei Zong stopped and looked at the dozen or so people in the office area by the window.

All the interns stood up at once and saluted him uniformly: "I have met the Marshal! Dedicated to all citizens!" The voices of the defense students were frighteningly loud, and when they shouted slogans together, the window panes shook wildly.

The bosses in the secretary's office were obviously frightened, and looked at the interns from the military academy in surprise.

Wei Zong was extremely calm. He straightened his steps and returned the military salute: "Dedicated to all citizens." He put down his hands, and casually looked at the left and right subordinates, "This sound is a bit loud, isn't it?"

The interns all put down their hands and laughed happily.

Secretary's Office: "..."

The corner of Luo Hua's mouth twitched: "Yes, it's quite strong."

His back is still numb!

Wei Zong stood still, with a cold expression, but his eyes seemed to be being pulled by a hook. He kept looking towards the intern, glanced at Li Song by the way, and then looked back pretending not to know, and glanced again.

Luo Hua watched coldly, frowning, what the hell is this man doing?

He was so worried, he was afraid that the ancestor would run over and chat with the intern.He had no choice but to wink at Zhang Keke.

"Your Highness," Zhang Keke was blocking the elevator door, and after receiving instructions from Senior Secretary Luo, he hurriedly said, "The elevator is here, look—"

The group finally entered the elevator.

The smile on the corner of Li Jin's mouth was tense, and he didn't dare to lift his head.

The fiery sight didn't disappear until the elevator shaft was empty.

Damn, won't His Royal Highness still hate him for thinking about pigs?

Then why isn't it his pig, is it necessary?

The author has something to say: Jiang Ji happily patted Li Jin's... chest.

"Young man, you have trained your chest muscles well. I'm free to make an appointment at the gym."

A certain pig at the elevator entrance: "..."

Why do I keep witnessing this scene?

pecs...enmmmm

(Come together again, you can see the whole body at once)

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