editor in chief come after me

At noon, the whole newspaper office was busy, so all the staff had to work overtime. Fu Yao was worried that no one would bring food to the editor-in-chief. Jiang Yu just called him, and the matter was entrusted to Jiang Yu.

Although Jiang Yu had already been asked, Fu Yao was still a little worried, and he couldn't call Jiang Yu anymore.Finally, when it was time to get off work, Fu Yao took a taxi to the hospital with the ordered meal.

Lu Chenqian was still turning the pages of the book, and he had already turned half of the thick book, which is really an astonishing reading speed.Fu Yao began to think about whether to go to the bookstore tomorrow, and pick out a few more books just in case.

Fu Yao put the lunch box on the cabinet without making a sound. Only then did Lu Chenqian feel that someone in the room put the book on his lap, and asked, "Are you delivering food again?"

There was still an insulated lunch box on the cabinet, Fu Yao was stunned for a moment, Lu Chenqian glanced at it and said, "Your roommate is in a hurry and left after delivering it, his."

"Then I'll send it back to him another day after washing."

"Say thank you to him again for me."

After dinner, Fu Yao was kicked out of the hospital by Lu Chenqian.Fu Yao went to the water room of the hospital to wash Jiang Yu's lunch box, and took the lunch box to the door of Jiang Yu's rented house.

He knocked on the door but no one opened it, and the phone that called Jiang Yu was turned off.In Fu Yao's impression, Jiang Yu was someone who could be contacted 24 hours a day, and this was the first time that this happened like today.He felt strange for a while, then thought about it, who is not in a hurry?Thinking of this, he felt relieved, and headed home with a box of lunch.

After Fu Yao left, Lu Chenqian closed the book and put it next to the pillow, and sat on the bed against the pillow.

"You will end up with me, who made you like Fu Yao? Fu Yao is such a person."

Lu Chenqian sighed slightly.The mobile phone that was thrown on the cabinet rang, and Lu Chenqian answered it.

"Did you have dinner?"

"Sleep after eating, eat after sleeping." Hearing Lu Chenqian finished speaking, Han Xuyu laughed a little, and said with a raised voice, "This time Zhang Ke was found guilty of drug trafficking, and he won't be able to get out for seven or eight years."

Lu Chenqian frowned when he heard the news, and his heart moved slightly.Lu Chenqian knew Zhang Ke very well, and he was a little timid. It was really unexpected that he would be involved in drug trafficking.

Lu Chenqian shared this idea with Han Xuyu, and Han Xuyu smiled, "The rabbit jumped over the wall when he was in a hurry. He was forced to be in a hurry. But it's better to be careful, maybe something else will come out of it."

"Ah."

"However, your knife is worth it. Make a contribution and catch a criminal."

"Did you say that?"

"Has Fu Yao gone? I think he went to your place as soon as he got off work."

Speaking of Fu Yao, Lu Chenqian remembered what Jiang Yu said to him again, and fell silent for a while, "I let him go back to live."

"How considerate."

……

A week later, after Lu Chenqian finished removing the wires, he sat on the sofa in his living room and watched TV. While putting on his shoes, Fu Yao took the trouble to tell the editor-in-chief not to touch the wound with water.

Lu Chenqian had nothing to do with him, turned his head to look, stared at Fu Yao seriously and said, "Then come back and watch me stop playing with water."

Fu Yao thought it should be taken for granted, but when the editor-in-chief said this, his neck and ears immediately turned red, and he left a flawed sentence, "I'm just going to buy vegetables."

Lu Chenqian calmly listened to the louder than usual door closing and turned the dial, and said to himself, "You also know that you are just going to buy groceries."

The kitchen was cooking soup, and the hot steam made the lid keep rising and falling. This sound in the house was constantly coming from the kitchen.Fu Yao washed some clothes in the washing machine, and at this moment was hanging the clothes on the clothes rail.

Lu Chen was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and many voices in the room were intertwined.

There was a feeling of home that grew stronger and almost overwhelmed him.

With the sound of the door being opened, Fu Yao turned his head to look nervously, afraid that another man with a knife would appear from somewhere, and he was relieved when he saw that it was Han Xuyu.

Han Xuyu put the things in his hand next to the partition, took off his shoes from the cabinet and entered the room with ease.

"I heard from Fu Yao that you had your stitches removed today, so come over to see how you are." Fu Yao watched Han Xuyu walking up and down the living room while talking.

"I think you're here for dinner." Lu Chenqian mercilessly exposed him.

Han Xuyu was unaffected and sat down on the sofa, took the remote control and started dialing the station, "I'm not cheating on you, and you don't cook, do you Yaoyao?"

The question was thrown into Fu Yao's hands, and Fu Yao hung up the last piece of clothing. Hearing Yaoyao's name, his scalp tingled, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look, and I'll have dinner later."

When Han Xuyu came, at least one more dish was added. Fu Yao washed his hands in the sink and prepared to stir-fry. Hearing Han Xuyu proudly showing off to Lu Chenqian, "I went to a Sichuan restaurant for a meal last night. It was so delicious. How about you?" It would be a shame not to be able to go.”

There was no feeling of pity between the lines, Fu Yao paused while washing the vegetables, and a smile crept up from the corner of her mouth.

After a while Fu Yao finished cooking, Han Xuyu got up and came over to help Fu Yao put the food on the table.

"Not bad, the taste is quite fragrant." Han Xuyu also arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and praised Fu Yao.

"Editor Han, try it." Fu Yao smiled.

Han Xuyu picked up his chopsticks and got a little excited after eating.

"Hey, Lu Chenqian." Han Xuyu tapped Lu Chenqian's bowl with his chopsticks, "I'll come to your house for dinner in the future, and I can pay for the food. You can make a price."

"Don't think about it. Eat your meal, there is no next meal."

Fu Yao took two mouthfuls of rice, and hid the raised corners of his mouth behind the rice bowl. Han Xuyu and Fu Yaohao complained, "Your editor-in-chief is good at everything but is too cruel to friends."

After the meal, Han Xuyu was assigned by Lu Chenqian to do the dishes and also warned Fu Yao not to compete with Han Xuyu for his job.Fu Yao glanced at the two of them and went back to his room.

There were very few bowls and chopsticks, so Han Xuyu finished his work in a while, washed his hands and came out to sit next to Lu Chenqian.

Lu Chenqian was watching the news, holding a notebook in his hand, and wrote down in the notebook at any time.Han Xuyu suddenly sneered when he saw it, "You haven't changed your problem yet."

"I've been used to it for a long time, so it's so easy to change. Besides, it's not very good, so why change it?"

"In order to make a distinction from the past life."

"Then just sort out the whole thing." Lu Chenqian looked down at the notebook.

Han Xuyu took out two tissues to wipe his hands, "I think you still have a glimmer of hope, why didn't you agree to go back?"

Lu Chen's pen paused for a moment before continuing to write down, and remained silent.

"After the provincial newspaper called you yesterday and then contacted me, I realized that you rejected them."

"You know a lot."

"If you want to go back, go back. No one will hold your thighs and won't let you go. If you don't go back, stay in Changzhou and think of a way to make a good evening paper. Okay, I'll go first, you think about it."

After saying that, Han Xuyu stood up and shouted into the room, "Yaoyao, I'm leaving. See you tomorrow."

Fu Yao got up from the bed to see off Han Xuyu, and turned around to see Lu Chenqian sitting on the sofa staring at the TV in a daze.

Fu Yao pursed his lips. He heard the conversation between Han Xuyu and Lu Chenqian just now. Although he didn't know it clearly, Fu Yao knew what happened when he put all the bits and pieces together.

"The editor-in-chief..."

Lu Chenqian turned around and saw Fu Yao standing there in his pajamas with a worried expression on his face. He mistakenly thought that Fu Yao was telling him to go to bed early, so he got up and said, "Go to sleep now."

Fu Yao looked at Lu Chenqian's back and stopped him, "Editor-in-chief."

"What's wrong? You're not sleeping?" Lu Chenqian turned around and smiled gently.

"Why don't you go back." Fu Yao pursed his lips and asked, and then added, "Provincial newspaper, why don't you go back, isn't it better there? And Editor Han said before that the editor used to be in the province Reported."

Lu Chenqian just turned around to look at him.

"The provincial newspaper called the editor-in-chief at this time to invite the editor-in-chief back. Is it because there is less pressure from someone? Does the editor-in-chief's departure from the provincial newspaper have something to do with Zhang Ke?" Fu Yao boldly put two things together together.

"You guessed it?"

"Yes."

Lu Chenqian smiled and said, "Because of one of my reports, Zhang Ke went to jail, lost a lot of money, and his wife and children were separated. Although I was excluded by the provincial newspaper, Zhang Ke still hated me to the bone."

"What report?"

"Serious food poisoning caused by selling fake and inferior products."

Fu Yao thought of Zhang Ke being imprisoned for drug trafficking again this time, and couldn't help saying bitterly, "I don't know how to repent."

Lu Chenqian hummed.

"You haven't answered me yet, why don't you go back to the provincial newspaper?"

Lu Chenqian laughed, "You must be happy if you throw me into the provincial newspaper? What is your psychology? You finally found a reason not to want me as the editor-in-chief, huh?"

"The editor-in-chief knows that I don't mean it, why do you have to go around to other places? Editor-in-chief, you always say that I am not honest enough, and you are the same. Tell me about my problems, and you help me solve them. Are you right about your problems? I don’t think I can solve it, so don’t waste your tongue.”

Lu Chenqian found out that Fu Yao was also very talkative, so he really underestimated him.

"I don't leave because I miss you."

Fu Yao's enthusiasm was instantly wiped out by these words, and he stood there limp, all the blood in his body was mobilized to rush to his head.

Lu Chenqian smiled and touched Fu Yao's head, yawned and went into the room to sleep.Fu Yao was stunned for a while in the living room, and found that the editor-in-chief still didn't tell the truth to him, and went back to the room angrily, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, making the bed creak and creak.

The doors of the two rooms were open, and every movement on the other side could be heard clearly, Lu Chen was lying on the bed listening to the shaking of the bed next door, thinking to himself.

Didn't you tell me to tell the truth? I can't bear it, how can I do it.

Fu Yao thought over and over in his heart, get angry with the editor-in-chief, next time the editor-in-chief don't want him to tell the truth...

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