Chapter 114 Menghan, why are you here?

Li Feng drank the tea in the cup, then returned to the computer and started checking air tickets.

After a while, he turned around and said, "Xinyue, Menghan, I'm going to go back to my hometown in the next few days to take care of some things there. On the 7th, I'll leave for S City."

After saying that, Li Feng picked up his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay, and booked a plane ticket.

Zhao Xinyue stared at his back, lost in thought, reluctant to leave.

Lin Menghan held the teacup, turned around, and seemed to be thinking about something.

A few days passed in a flash, and the market was still fluctuating lukewarmly, but Li Feng boarded a plane and headed straight for S City.

"Your lunch, sir."

The flight attendant handed over a very rich lunch, which included juice, braised pork, stir-fried pork with broccoli, fried potato chips, and rice.

"Thanks…"

Li Feng took the plate, opened the juice first, and drank it while enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window.

The plane was flying high in the sky, with endless green hills below, surrounded by layers of white clouds. If you looked into the distance and gazed into the deep sky, you would feel like an ant, proudly traveling in the universe.

I also sigh at how insignificant human beings are.

It's like a person who is sailing in a small boat, lost in the extremely dangerous stock market and unable to find his way home.

"Dear passengers, we are about to arrive in City S. Please fasten your seat belts and wait until the plane comes to a complete stop before disembarking with your luggage..."

Before he knew it, the plane had landed steadily on the tarmac. Li Feng got off the plane carrying his suitcase, left the terminal hall, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to the S City Metropolitan Newspaper.

Half an hour later, Li Feng knocked on the door of Editor-in-Chief Jia Weiqiang's office.

"Oh—Li Feng, I miss you so much!" Jia Weiqiang stood up and gave Li Feng a big hug with a smile.

He looked at Li Feng.

After not seeing each other for six years, Li Feng has lost some of his sharpness, but has become more steady. That is the power of time and the accumulation of experience.

Looking closely at his eyes, I felt that the sharpness of an eagle in them was no less than that of his youth.

Good job!

"Editor-in-Chief Jia, I miss you too!"

Li Feng released his hands and looked at Jia Weiqiang, but found that after meeting him again after six years, his face looked more vicissitudes of life.

Time is merciless. Editor-in-Chief Jia should be turning 50 this year, right?

"Sit, sit—"

Jia Weiqiang moved aside the sofa and said, "In recent years, I heard from Editor-in-Chief Yang that you've been doing very well in the stock market and have become a famous stock god in City B?"

"It's just a random guess," Li Feng said politely while handing over a cigarette.

"I just want to kill time when I'm bored... I can also write a few articles to earn some money for food. I'm so sorry that you used your connections to find me a leisurely job."

"It's just a small favor. Editor-in-Chief Yang is an old acquaintance of mine, so it's not a big deal. But you didn't tell the truth about the stock market. After not seeing you for a few years, you've learned to fool me?" Jia Weiqiang said seriously, holding a cigarette.

"I've found out everything about this. You invested in the stock market and paid off the 500,000 yuan debt you owed for your medical treatment. Otherwise, how could you come here so readily?"

"Hey, hey, I'm lucky and made some money." Li Feng said with a smile.

"Just make some money, don't be greedy. Well, this shows that you are quite suitable for the financial field. Here, this time I will assign you to the financial field... Well, there are your old colleagues Guo Yunpeng and Lu Hui, and a new reporter Lin," Jia Weiqiang took a puff of cigarette and exhaled.

"First, lead them in planning a few large-scale special reports. Given your abilities, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Large-scale special reports usually take up an entire page or even several pages, with content ranging from a few thousand words to tens of thousands of words. They are the most direct way to test a reporter's ability. Many reporters may not produce a special report in a year, while some reporters may produce a special report every three to five days.

Li Feng used to be a reporter in the in-depth reporting team, so he is naturally familiar with special reports. In recent years, he has also been honing his skills in the stock market for a long time, so this is naturally not a problem for him.

But, he said he was here to deal with the car accident three years ago, so why did he become a wage earner instead?

Li Feng couldn't help but look at Jia Weiqiang.

Jia Weiqiang saw the confusion in his eyes and explained, "I just made an appointment with Captain Zhang and will go to his place the day after tomorrow. You have nothing to do these two days, so why not help me with some special reports?"

"Recently, the newspaper is undergoing reforms and is shifting its focus to the online world. Therefore, current reporters and editors may need to acquire some web editing skills in the future. I'm shorthanded these days, so you could fill in for me."

"Oh, that's no problem." Li Feng agreed immediately.

Being a reporter and an editor is my old job, so it is natural for me to help Editor-in-Chief Jia in an emergency.

"Go to the Human Resources Department first to get your work badge, and then report to the Finance Department. The Finance Department office has moved to the second floor," Jia Weiqiang said, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Hey, Lao Liang went to Singapore last time and brought back a few boxes of cigars. You can try them.

As he spoke, Jia Weiqiang stood up, took out a box of cigars from his office drawer and handed it to Li Feng.

The cigar's gray-brown packaging was printed with a lot of English. Li Feng couldn't make out all the words, but it looked quite high-end.

Li Feng took a look, his eyes lit up, and said: "Oh? This is rare, let me try-"

As he spoke, he lit one, held it in his hand, put it in his mouth, and took a deep puff with his lips. He felt an extremely strong smell of tobacco rushing into his head, and his whole body instantly felt refreshed.

"Good cigarettes, good cigarettes, give this box to me..."

As he spoke, Li Feng stretched out his hand, took the box of cigars, and put it into his arms with a smile.

"Ah-ah-ah-you can't suck it and take it at the same time," Jia Weiqiang reached out to grab it, but was a beat too late.

"Ah, ha—Editor-in-Chief Jia, it's okay, I'll leave first..." Li Feng smiled and walked out.

He first went to the Human Resources Department to get his work badge, and on the way he met several old colleagues, who naturally started nagging him again.

Revisiting the old place, he was filled with emotion as he met new people and old friends.

Half a minute later, Li Feng knocked on the door of the Finance Department.

"Oh! Li Feng, you really came?!" Guo Yunpeng threw down the mouse, walked over quickly, and gave Li Feng a big hug.

Lu Hui also threw down the keyboard, hugged the two of them, and said:

"Hey, Lao Jia said you were coming over these days, but I didn't believe it! I didn't expect you to actually come. Oh, our Internet Finance Department has just been established, and we've already got a big guy here. Congratulations!"

Li Feng hugged his two old colleagues, but his eyes drifted forward.

There, a beautiful figure was standing in front of the window, and a ray of sunlight shining through made her even more beautiful and charming.

It was Lin Menghan.

"Menghan?! Why are you here?" Li Feng shook off his two old friends and came over.