009 Farting is also contagious
After Fatty Huang left, Chen Zhixian stretched out his foot, took a step, and stepped in the middle of the elevator door to give him some breath.
It took about half a minute to retract Chen Zhixian. Although there was still a little aftertaste, he was not as painful as before.
The elevator door closed, Chen Zhixian looked at Yun Shuyao, and then both of them couldn't help laughing.
When encountering such a thing, the two of them can be considered "sharing joys and sorrows".
Yun Shuyao could have let go of her vigilance, and she laughed so hard that her branches trembled. When she recalled Fatty Huang's behavior just now, the two of them couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, a sudden "por" sounded suddenly, causing the smiles on Chen Zhixian and Yun Shuyao's faces to froze.
Chen Zhixian turned his head and forced himself to stop laughing, but it was indeed very hard to endure.
Because the sound just now was not from Chen Zhixian, and there were only him and Yun Shuyao in the entire elevator.
Can farting be contagious? Chen Zhixian was a little confused for a moment.
However, Yun Shuyao blushed and even extended to her neck.
What does extreme happiness lead to sorrow? This is.
At this moment, Chen Zhixian couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, even a beauty was still just a woman, not a goddess, and she could do nothing.
Who says that even if the goddess shovels, she looks like a golf player? A liar!
For a moment, both of them were extremely embarrassed.
Especially Yun Shuyao, probably never thought that such an embarrassing thing would happen, so her head was almost buried in her chest.
What should I do if the goddess farts and I hear her? Waiting online is very urgent.
At this moment, Yun Shuyao can be said to have the desire to die.
Fortunately, at this time, the elevator finally stopped and arrived at the twenty-second floor.
Yun Shuyao ran out of the elevator like a escaping, leaving Chen Zhixian alone with a helpless look on his face.
Hey, the goddess's character was broken because of a nonsense.
Chen Zhixian thought sadly.
At the same time, Yun Shuyao walked quickly into Huanhai Literature Network Company as if she was escaping.
"Yun..." The little girl at the front desk was about to say hello, but Yun Shuyao had already walked away.
"Editor Yun is so strange today." The girl at the front desk said in a surprise.
Yun Shuyao is extremely special in the entire Huanhai Literature Network, giving people the feeling that she is very ladylike but not artificial, outgoing but not unrestrained, beautiful but not a vase. She left her talented woman, beautiful woman, with connotation, taste and romantic image as a goddess.
When Li Meng greets Yun Shuyao, Yun Shuyao always stops and responds to her with her smile and nods. Today, such an unusual Yun Shuyao will naturally surprise Li Meng.
"Beauty." At this moment, Li Meng heard a male voice, which made her come back to her senses from the gossip.
Seeing Chen Zhixian, Li Meng smiled professionally and asked, "Is there anything you have to do?"
"I've made an appointment with Editor-in-Chief Jiang Anping," said Chen Zhixian.
"Sir, your surname is?" Li Meng asked politely.
"Don't have your surname Chen." Chen Zhixian said.
"Mr. Chen Zhixian?" Li Meng asked.
"Yes, it's me." Chen Zhixian nodded.
"Please come with me." Li Meng had received a notice from Jiang Anping before, asking Chen Zhixian to come and take him to see him.
Li Meng led the way in front, and Chen Zhixian followed behind.
Soon, Li Meng took Chen Zhixian to a room with the nameplate of the editor-in-chief's office hanging on it.
"Tu tu tu." Li Meng knocked on the door.
A thick voice came from inside: "Enter."
Li Meng opened the door and went in, and Chen Zhixian followed him in.
"Editor-in-chief, Mr. Chen Zhixian is here." Li Meng said.
Jiang Anping raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixian, with a smile on his face and nodded to Li Meng.
Li Meng turned around and went out tactfully, and then brought the door.
"Is Teacher Chen's health okay?" Jiang Anping stood up and asked with a smile.
"It's not bad, thank you Editor-in-Chief Jiang for your concern." Chen Zhixian said.
"Haha, I still call me Editor-in-Chief Jiang. It seems that you really don't remember me." Jiang Anping looked at Chen Zhixian and couldn't help but smile.
"When you were a child, I met you at Teacher Chen's house, and later I sent you a gift. However, I have been thinking about it for more than ten years. You have grown up so old, so it's not surprising that you don't remember it." Jiang Anping said with a look of nostalgia.
Chen Zhixian suddenly found a little memory of Jiang Anping from his memory.
Then his face became a little strange.
Speaking of which, the original owner didn’t remember much when he was a child, but he remembered the gift he received very deeply.
"You sent the 10-year simulated five-year college entrance examination at the Affiliated High School of Beijing Normal University?" Chen Zhixian's black thread.
"Remember it?" Jiang Anping was immediately happy when he looked at Chen Zhixian's sudden change of expression.
It turns out that he is really not good at appearance. Jiang Anping looks thick-eyed and big-eyed, but he didn't expect that he was so bad. This is the first time Chen Zhixian has seen him. He traveled thousands of miles away to give gifts, but he gave homework and bought them by pound. He was so bad that he was so bad.
"Uncle Jiang, has my grandfather assigned you too much homework before?" Chen Zhixian said with a resentful look on his face, but his name has also changed, and he seems much more familiar.
"Ahem, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The teacher told me about your situation. I have already said hello to the personnel affairs side. However, our Huanhai Literature Network has a tradition. When newcomers just come, they need to go to the literature classification for internship for a while. And if you just come, you can be more familiar with the work here." Jiang Anping directly changed the topic and said.
Chen Zhixian felt in his heart, and indeed, grandpa must have used the question-floor tactics a lot back then, but Jiang Anping is so old. Don’t you understand that the disaster is not as good as your wife and children? He actually took revenge on me.
Well, Jiang Anping is not young anymore, so there must be children at home, right? Hehe.
"I'm fine." Chen Zhixian was like a stream of good deeds.
Jiang Anping picked up the phone and dialed an internal phone number.
"Editor Yun, come on."
After making the phone call, Jiang Anping smiled and said, "Although the literature classification of Huanhai Literature Network is relatively deserted, it can help you get familiar with our work flow as soon as possible. Moreover, hehe, many people are reluctant to leave after going, but you will know in a while."
Chen Zhixian looked confused, what the hell? It’s relatively deserted, which means that the future is limited, and there are still many people who are reluctant to leave?
Chen Zhixian had known about Huanhai Literature Network before. Huanhai Literature Network has a separate literary category, but that is a pit.
Chen Zhixian took a look and found that the books were all published books, but there were many signed writers, but each article was opened and disappeared afterwards. Obviously, he hoped that those traditional writers would update every day like online writers. That was really a strong man.
Therefore, it is destined that after publication, the electronic version of traditional literary works will be signed into Huanhai Literature Network.
As for those signed writers, most probably just regard Huanhai Literature Network as a propaganda platform.
Jiang Anping gave Chen Zhixian some precautions on Huanhai Literature Network, probably his position, but in fact he is an intern editor.
However, as an intern editor, Chen Zhixian also had the opportunity to sign books in other sections, but they were books that the editors in other categories could not look at. Of course, it is not ruled out that there may be ghosts in the sea, but the possibility is quite low.
Chapter completed!