Chapter 3293 Not a Bitter Face

The representative nodded and told the editor, "From now on, Miss Fu will be responsible for the content of the social section."

The editor-in-chief was stunned for a moment, then smiled again: "Actually, this is the internal arrangement of the newspaper..."

"I don't care what arrangements were made in the past," the representative interrupted the editor-in-chief: "I only care about how to arrange it in the future. The future arrangement is to hand over the social page to reporter Fu, and she will do whatever she says."

"But she did very poorly on the social section last month!" The editor hurriedly handed over the statistical form, but she let the data speak for itself.

The representative said coldly: "I only need subordinates who can execute orders. If you can't execute them, find someone who can."

The editor's heart trembled, and he quickly shut up and lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.

In fact, Fu Yuan'er couldn't quite figure out the situation. How could things suddenly turn into this?

"Miss Fu, if there is no problem, you can go ahead and do your work first. I still have something to explain to the editor-in-chief," the representative said.

Fu Yuan'er nodded quickly and left the office first.

But she did not leave the newspaper office immediately. Instead, she waited in the corridor outside the newspaper office for a while.

"Hello, sir." When the representative came out of the newspaper office, Fu Yuan'er immediately greeted him.

The representative stopped and looked at her suspiciously.

"Excuse me, why did you hand over all the social pages to me?" She also looked at him doubtfully, "Do you understand me?"

"When acquiring a company, the most basic homework is to get to know everyone in the company." The representative replied.

"Ms. Fu, we all agree that you are very suitable to take over the social section. The future performance of the social section will depend on you." The representative solemnly extended his hand to her.

"Do you have any confidence?"

Fu Yuan'er quickly reached out her hand and shook his hand.

She had heard about the acquisition a long time ago, but never took it to heart.

Unexpectedly, people were very interested in her.

She walked out of the building thoughtfully, and when she saw Cheng Zitong's figure, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She was so focused on her own thoughts that she really forgot about what he was waiting for here.

However, he was a little strange today. He did nothing but followed her.

Could it be that I wanted to ask her for something?

"Cheng Zitong, are you going to eat?" She walked up and asked.

Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows but had no objection.

"There's a tea restaurant over there." She pointed forward casually.

"I won't go." He spat out two words and refused lightly.

"Then make up your mind." She didn't want to waste her brain cells thinking about such trivial matters.

But I saw him taking out his phone, finding a memo, and flipping through it slowly.

She glanced at his phone and saw that they were all lists of high-end restaurants. No matter which one she went to, the distance was more than an hour.

She really didn't want to waste this time.

Or maybe, she doesn't want to waste this time on this person.

"Cheng Zitong, did you go to the night market?" she asked.

"night market?"

"Yes, there are a lot of delicious food at the night market. Let's go to the night market."

Well, what she didn't say was that the night market was very close to here, less than twenty minutes away.

It was already dark by this time, and all the night market stalls had been set up, but there were not many people visiting the night market.

Fu Yuan'er thinks this is the best time to visit the night market.

Things that used to take half an hour to buy when there were a lot of people were now available in ten minutes, so she had meatballs, vermicelli and meat skewers in her hand.

Looking back at Cheng Zitong, his eyes just glanced at the food on the stall, and every cell in his body was resisting.

"Aren't you going to eat?" she asked, putting a ball in her mouth.

"What does it smell like?" Cheng Zitong asked with a frown.

"It tastes delicious." She was a little surprised, "You haven't eaten anything from the night market? Is this very different from the food in the restaurant, except for the appearance..."

As she spoke, she was stunned.

He just lowered his head and bit off one of the balls in her hand by surprise.

She subconsciously took a step back, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Did they know each other to this extent?

He didn't seem to have such a feeling and ate the meatball calmly. "It tastes just average." Then he said.

"Then you can choose." She turned around and walked forward pretending to be calm, but her cheeks were actually a little red.

It's also very helpless to meet a man who doesn't treat you as an outsider at all.

After finishing what she had in her hands, Fu Yuan'er bought a glass of juice and then ordered some noodles at the end of the street. Her night market visit was basically over.

Cheng Zitong followed her and sat down at the small table, holding a coconut king in his hand.

He finally bought something.

"Do you know a cultural company called Gengdu?" She asked him. It was a bit awkward just sitting there anyway.

She just checked and found out that this was the company that purchased the newspaper.

"I've heard of it." Cheng Zitong nodded slightly.

Fu Yuan'er immediately became interested, "What is the origin of this company?"

"It doesn't have any background. It's just a cultural company run by a few young people."

She doesn't believe that a company with little background has the ability to acquire New A Daily?

Although New A Daily is also a private company, its qualifications are very old.

"Capital leverage." He said quietly.

Companies are not afraid of being small, but they are afraid of not having good projects. If they have good projects in hand, they can raise funds.

Although Gengdu is a small company, if he dares to acquire an old company like Xin A Daily, there will be people who dare to invest.

As for how to make money, that's another story.

After hearing what he said, Fu Yuan'er probably understood the mystery behind it.

Suddenly I found that he was very professional, and he talked about these things in a clear and simple way.

...Fu Yuan'er, you are beginning to discover his advantages...

She quickly retracted her mind to prevent her thoughts from wandering further. When you start to discover the advantages of a man, danger signals will go off.

However, she also understood another meaning from his words.

"You mean there are people investing behind Gengdu..." She couldn't help but guess who those investors were.

"Why the sudden interest in these questions?" he asked.

"The representatives of Gengdu handed over the entire social section to me in front of the editor-in-chief today!"

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"What a good thing, this is turning the editor-in-chief and I into enemies fighting each other..." She suddenly shut up, only to realize that she had unknowingly told him what was on her mind...

Is it okay to talk to him about this?

"Anyway, there will be endless troubles." She finished hastily.

Just then the boss brought the noodles she ordered.

She immediately changed the subject: "Do you want to eat noodles? I'll give you half."

She set out a small bowl and gave him half.

But I saw him staring at the noodles blankly, as if he was having a mental struggle, and then picked up the chopsticks.

Inexplicably, Fu Yuan'er found it a bit funny.

Did she force him to do something he didn't want to do tonight?

This feeling is good, it can't just be him forcing her.

After finishing the noodles, it was almost time to go back.

They walked along the street next to the night market and had to cross a street before there was a place for them to get on the bus.

"Rumble..." Suddenly there was a burst of thunder from the sky, and without giving any time to react, it started to rain.

The rain is quite heavy!

"Go there!" Fu Yuan'er saw several booths for taking mug shots not far away.

She ran into a room first, followed by Cheng Zitong. Two people squeezed into the narrow space, making it even more cramped.

She didn't dare to move casually, otherwise she would touch him.

"Why are you standing in the same room with me? There are others nearby!" She was also convinced by him.

He didn't speak, his eyes were staring at her face, and there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand...

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and wiped her forehead, wiping all the water in his hand.

Her hair was wet.

"Thank you... thank you..." She quickly wiped it with her hands a few times, without him having to do it for her.

But standing face to face like this, she felt very uncomfortable.

Maybe it would be better to find something to do.

"Cheng Zitong, let's take a photo..." She regretted it after saying that.

This is what it means to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

"Okay." But he agreed.

She could only bite the bullet and stand in front of the screen with him.

The expressions of the two people on the screen were a bit stiff.

He looked at it and said, "Fu Yuan'er, you should smile when taking pictures."

She hummed in her heart and said it as if you had a smile on your face.

"Well, you laugh too." She retorted.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Fu Yuan'er:......

She had no choice but to smile too.

Freeze.

As the sound of "Zizzi" sounded, several mugshots were printed out.

In the photo, the two people are next to each other, smiling at the camera.

"It looks better than the bitter gourd face on the marriage certificate." He curled his lips.

Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had been disliked by others.

At this time, several car horns were heard not far away. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the rain had lightened up a lot.

"Let's go." She pushed open the curtain and walked out first.

The evening wind blew on her face, and she couldn't help but shiver, but she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She vaguely felt that there were some things that were beyond her control.

For example, a cold.

After getting to the car, she started to feel cold even though the heater was on.

My eyelids were as heavy as a piece of lead, and I no longer had the strength to slowly open them.

"Fu Yuan'er, Fu Yuan'er..." She heard Cheng Zitong's soft call.

"Well..." She agreed, but was speechless. Soon, she fell asleep.

Didn't sleep well.

After a while, she felt a warm palm touching her forehead.

After a while, I heard many people talking again.

It was hot and cold, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"I have a cold and a little fever." The doctor finished examining Fu Yuan'er.

By this time they had returned to Cheng's house.

When Cheng Zitong carried her into the house, several Cheng family members were sitting on the sofa in the living room, chatting with Fu Bining.

Fu Bining has this ability. When her coquettish voice comes out, most men will be attracted to her.

"What's wrong with her!" Fu Bining hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Cheng Zitong ignored her and only said to the housekeeper: "Get the doctor here, her temperature is very high."

Then, he carried her back to the bedroom.

Several members of the Cheng family followed, and Fu Bining was among them.

By now the doctor had finished the examination and said he would be fine just by prescribing some medicine.

But Fu Yuan'er is also tired, and coupled with the hypnotic effect of the cold medicine, she may not wake up until tomorrow morning.

Upon hearing this, Fu Bining immediately winked at Cheng Muying.

Their plan has a perfect chance to be implemented!