MTL - My Mr.Mermaid-Chapter 11 Have ideals and pursue

Yun Duo wrote two articles about what he saw and heard in the sports university. The first one is the report of the sports workers' experience exchange meeting, and the second one is the introduction of Tang Yibai. The second part is the first one...three times.

She writes this news with a fair and objective attitude, but the effect is like a brain-filled powder on idols. The cloud is also a bit helpless. Tang Yibai is not a perfect person. For example, "tweeting reporters" is quite helpless, but she can't write this.

Her position for Tang Yibai is "the schoolmaster of athletes." Despite the removal of the vocabulary of the "swimming" limited field, but looking at the entire professional sports circle, Tang Yibai is also a well-deserved school, no controversy.

An athlete, does not skip class, does not hang the subject, the door is excellent, while ensuring that his main business is not affected, how fresh, more inspirational!

After writing the manuscript, the cloud looked quite narcissistic twice. She decided that after the manuscript was issued, she would send a newspaper to Tang Yibai.

Teacher Sun had an interview. Yun had to go to lunch with her colleague Cheng Mei. Cheng Mei graduated from the Chinese Department and is a fresh graduate like Yunxiao. They are also two of the only newcomers recruited by the editorial center this year. The newspaper gave all the recent graduates the latest reporting time. After the cloud played for a while before graduation, the cloud stepped on the deadline to go to work, and Cheng Mei reported it more than two months earlier.

In short, she is more than the clouds.

Therefore, as a newcomer, Cheng Mei has been in the "Sports Weekly" for more than half a year, deeper than the cloud. Her job is an editor, and the manuscripts written by reporters are subject to editorial hand. For example, the two articles written by Yun, first sent to the editorial department, let the editor write the reason for the recommendation, and then select the draft. After the press release is selected, the editor will also modify the manuscript according to the quality and layout requirements of the manuscript.

Today, when the paper media is destined to decline, the editing and editing of the news has not been streamlined. If there is any change, it is: fewer and fewer people are willing to work in the newspaper...

Clouds and Cheng Mei are not going to eat in the newspaper cafeteria. Girl, the taste is more picky. The two of them went out of the office building of the newspaper office. They walked through two lanes and walked into a street. There were many restaurants on the street. The clouds glared at Cheng Mei’s arm and they talked while walking. Cheng Mei told Yunduo that she had praised Tang Yibai’s manuscript when she wrote the recommendation. It is estimated that she will be able to see the newspaper next time. The cloud is very happy, saying that you must invite Cheng Mei to eat.

She doesn't care about the manuscript fee, but she especially hopes that this manuscript will be available, and she will not pay the manuscript fee.

Yun Duo and Cheng Mei discussed what to eat. When passing a Western restaurant, they turned around inadvertently and saw a person through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man was pale, his eyebrows were trimmed, and his side face was very beautiful. He was sitting at the window at the moment, idling the menu leisurely, standing next to him as a waiter. The midday sun sprinkled on him, and he was lazy and comfortable.

Oh, this is not Lin Biao!

The memory of the clouds is very good, and Lin Biao gave her a deep impression. She still remembers the temperamental handsome guy sitting in a small restaurant on the street eating mutton, and he is not a style at present.

When Cheng Mei saw the cloud stop, she pushed her and smiled. "Is the handsome guy unable to move?"

"No, no." The cloud said, raising his hand and knocking on the window glass, and seeing Lin Biao turned her head to look at her, she grinned.

Lin Biao apparently recognized her and signaled them to come in.

The cloud thus turned Cheng Mei into the western restaurant.

The two girls sat across from Lin Biao, sat down and made an introduction, then asked Lin Biao, "You won't be working near here?"

He shook his head. "I heard that the foie gras is very authentic, so come and try."

It’s a taste... The memory of the thrilling cloud when I was eating mutton was still fresh. She chopped and coughed and looked at Cheng Mei. “Or, let’s taste it too?”

Cheng Mei is a bit hesitant, foie gras is very expensive, both of them have the lowest wages, this meal is a taste of fun, but the remaining half a month to eat steamed bread every day?

Lin Biao heard this and indicated that the waiter had taken two menus. Cheng Mei looked at the price on the menu and looked dizzy, and the cloud was not much stronger. While turning over the side, she sighed very unexpectedly. "This is so expensive, this is also very expensive. The foie gras is so expensive. I have a chicken liver." ...Do you have fried chicken liver?"

The waiter’s mouth was pumping, "No."

Cheng Mei silently flipped through the menu, really want to pretend not to know the goods.

Lin Biao smiled a little, his smile was very light, and there was a feeling of breeze and no trace. He said, "I treat you, rest assured."

... is really a charming man! The cloud glanced at him gratefully, and was a little embarrassed. "Not very good?" There is a feeling of eating people.

"Nothing, you help me to sign the 祁睿峰, I haven't thank you yet."

Was the signature of Rui Ruifeng so valuable? I knew that I was not a reporter, and I had a promising future as a signature dealer!

Lin Biao flipped through the menu while reporting the name of the dish and the waiter said a lot. When he turned to the end, he was a little surprised. "You have truffles here too?"

"Yes, sir."

"place of origin?"

"Authentic French black truffle."

"Well," Lin Biao nodded. "Add some when you fry foie gras."

"Ok."

Lin Biao closed the menu and gave it to the waiter. Then he looked at Yun Duo and Cheng Mei. "What are you going to do?"

"Amount..." Cheng Mei looked at him differently. "You didn't order the three of us?"

"Ha..." The cloud didn't hold back.

Lin Biao is calm, "I can eat it alone."

Cheng Mei is a little embarrassed, her face is slightly warm.

The cloud knows that Lin Biao is a rich man, so he does not care about it. He ordered a chocolate apple cake, a creamy mushroom soup, a fried foie gras, a small portion of orange duck breast, and a mango shrimp salad. A cup of mulberry juice. After the point, she looked at Lin Biao, "Can I add truffles to the foie gras?"

"You can add as much as you can. You can add some to the creamy mushroom head."

The cloud sucked the mouth, "Local, let's be friends!"

"it is good."

He replied with such a serious and simple, let the cloud slightly stunned, and then the iconic smirk. She smirked when she had nothing to say.

Three people finished the meal, and Lin Biao picked up a newspaper and looked through the seat next to him. The cloud saw the big "Sports Weekly" on the front page.

"Do you like to watch our newspaper?" She was very happy.

"Well," Lin Biao faintly nodded, then looked at the clouds with a puzzled look. "You don't have a lot of manuscripts, they are all inconspicuous places, and there have been few recent issues."

"Cough," the cloud was revealed, and she wanted to save some face. "The next issue will be there!"

He did not agree, but only understated, "Is it? You are very confident."

What does it mean, it seems like she is bragging. Yun and he explained, "I met Tang Yibai at the Sports University yesterday. Do you remember Tang Yibai?"

"Of course I remember him," Lin Biao took the newspaper. "But I am not interested in him."

Yunduo is still trying to sell him Tang Yibai. "You are not interested in him. Maybe your sister is interested in him? Others are handsome and handsome. Saying, does your sister need the signature of Tang Yibai?" The signature can be changed for food. This cognition has been deeply imprinted into the mind of the cloud.

He shook his head. "Thank you, but my sister is not interested in him."

The clouds are a little disappointing.

Cheng Mei whispered to the cloud and said softly, "Cloud, you are now special like a pyramid scheme."

"Oh, hehehehe..." The cloud smirked at the head.

"But I am very interested in one thing." Lin Biao said, flipping the newspaper again and locking a piece of text for them to see.

This is a recruitment notice, the Sports Weekly is now recruiting a number of text editors, several video editors on the website, and several reporters.

"So? What does this have to do with you?" The cloud is somewhat inexplicable.

Cheng Mei didn't know much about Lin Biao's situation, so I saw the key point from the correct thinking. "Do you want to apply to our newspaper?"

"Yes." He looked relaxed and said that he still had a snap and looked good.

The cloud is amazed. "Are you kidding?" It must be a joke. He is a financial genius. The only connection that can be made with a sports newspaper is probably advertising. Suddenly I have to work in the newspaper office. What kind of demon is it? Is it a bad time to be a local tyrant? !

Cheng Mei is calmer than the clouds, mainly because she does not know the true identity of Lin Biao. If she knows, she might eat the stainless steel fork in front of her to calm down. She asked Lin Biao, "Which position do you want to apply for?"

"reporter."

The cloud is still watching Lin Biao with a sleepy look. "Why should I be a reporter?"

"The stock market is sluggish." This is his answer.

What is the reason for this? When the stock market is down, will it be a reporter? The two are simply not related to each other! Even if you eat, drink and play every day, it is better than being a reporter. Anyway, you have more money and more! Can a reporter earn a few dollars?

The cloud didn't know how to vomit him. She took a few deep breaths and said with a strong heart. "Trust me, the reporter is not so good. Your basic salary for one month is not enough for this meal."

Lin Biao glanced at her. "Do you think I am a journalist to earn money?"

"Amount... Also, no one will be a reporter for earning money, because they can’t make money at all..." Why did the mother say this when she said something like this?

He held his arm and leaned back against the back of the chair, looking at them with an eyebrow. The posture is simple and casual, but people can't ignore his existence. This is probably the gas field. He said, "So, I am a reporter because the reason is that I want to be a reporter. Anyway, I am not short of money, of course I want to do what I want to do."

The cloud held a fork and a heavy poke into the white porcelain plate. He said, "You guy, you talk so much, hate you, do you know?!"

Lin Biao has a skill that can shield any emotions that anyone sends to him. He didn't move at the moment, ignoring the white eyes of the two girls. "So I need your help to help me become a reporter through the interview."

The cloud wants to turn a blind eye again. "Your resume is more beautiful than our editor-in-chief? Do we need two ants to help?"

"The resume is too eye-catching and will reduce the interviewer's trust in me."

Good reason...

"So," Lin Biao looked at her, her eyes were especially sincere. "Please help me, cloud."

"How can I help a financial genius to become a journalist? How can I hear how to lose my goodness...so I will never do it!" At this moment, the cloud decided to defend his own exercise and not go crazy with him.

Lin Biao: "Are we not friends?"

Clouds: "We will never let it go!"

Lin Wei: "..."

He touched his chin and put on the strategy of sugar-coated shells. "I will invite you to have a big meal after the event."

The cloud sneered. "Oh, is the sister who can buy it for a meal?"

He locked his eyebrows. "This is really hard."

Cheng Mei, who was on the side, raised her hand quietly. "Excuse me, I can buy someone who can eat it!"

Clouds look at her, "What about the exercise?!"

"have eaten."

"..."

Later, Lin Biao added several more chips. When he added the number of meals to "5", the cloud's defense line collapsed and promised to help him.

The cloud asked him if the reporter was going to Rui Ruifeng. Lin Biao was silent and shook his head. "No."