Chapter 74
It was already late when we left the music restaurant.
The car stopped at the intersection in front of the alley. Chen Lanjun opened her eyes and yawned slightly.
She tilted her head to look at the familiar scenery beside her: "Are we there yet? Then I'm going back."
As she spoke, she opened the car door. Chen Lanjun was a little confused because she had just dozed off in the car and her sleepiness had not yet completely dissipated. She leaned forward and was about to hit the car door.
Shao Qinghe was quick-witted and immediately stretched out a hand, so what Chen Lanjun hit hard was not the car door but his palm.
"Oh, sorry."
"fine."
Shao Qinghe withdrew his hurt hand as if nothing had happened, and followed Chen Lanjun out of the car: "It's getting dark, I'll take you to the door."
There are no street lights in the alley, and it’s cloudy tonight, with no moonlight, so it’s indeed a bit dark.
The two walked side by side, slowly moving forward along the two light tracks cast by the car lights not far away. It was quiet all around, and most of the nearby residents had fallen asleep.
The road was not long and we arrived under the camphor tree in no time.
Chen Lanjun said: "Thank you, Mr. Shao."
"You don't have to be so polite." Shao Qinghe turned slightly and looked at her and said.
Chen Lanjun smiled: "But, don't you also call me Miss Chen?"
Shao Qinghe lowered his head and smiled faintly: "Then, if I call you Alan and you call me Ahe, do you accept this deal?"
When he lowered his eyes like this and looked at one person with a focused expression, it was easy for that person to have an illusion, as if he were some special collection, and that gaze was like the dark green velvet cushioning the collection, comfortable and reassuring.
Chen Lanjun nodded slowly: "Deal."
She waved goodbye: "Well, goodbye, Ah He."
"Goodbye, Alan."
The wooden door closed gently. Chen Lanjun leaned her back against the door and stood quietly for a while, with a faint smile on her lips.
It's really strange, these two words are so ordinary, but they sound different when he pronounces them.
She held her face with both hands, rubbed it, and told herself that she could only recall the memory for three more seconds.
Three, two, one…
Chen Lanjun reached out and pulled down the light cord, and there was light in the room.
She walked up the stairs, "dengdengdeng" and knocked on the guest room door.
Very good, Pang Xiaopeng and Atong haven’t gone to bed yet either.
"Sister Lan, you're back." Pang Xiaopeng opened the door sleepily, and Atong yawned standing behind him.
"Well," Chen Lanjun happily walked in, sat down beside the bed, and said, "I just came up with a new idea. When the results of the design competition come out, we will hold an award ceremony. In addition to the factory leaders and school leaders, we will also invite people to sing. It will be a lively event."
"Ah, we need to invite people to sing for the award ceremony?" Atong said confusedly, "In the past, when the factory held awards like this, the leader would give a speech and then directly present the award."
"That's why we have to make it a little different." Chen Lanjun explained patiently, "You have to leave something for the reporters to write about."
Pang Xiaopeng nodded: "That's the reason, just like setting up a stage to perform a play in the past."
Due to time constraints, several people discussed the plan overnight.
At around four or five o'clock in the morning, when dawn was about to break, Pang Xiaopeng and Atong could no longer bear it, so they fell asleep on the table.
Chen Lanjun was still writing and drawing on the paper, saying, "At the same time, we must prepare enough raw materials for the candies. We can't have a situation where there is nothing to sell when the time comes. Atong..."
"A-Tong? Xiao-Peng?"
The only response she got was a soft snore.
Chen Lanjun glanced at the sky and felt a little sleepy, but she had things to do later and classes in the afternoon, so she really didn't have enough time.
She stood up and covered Xiao Peng and Atong with two blankets very quietly. Then she went to the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and washed her face with a handful of cold water.
After washing her face, she tiptoed back to her room, opened the desk drawer, found stationery, envelopes and stamps, and wrote a letter to her sister Chen Fengjun, telling her that she could consider adding a music teahouse after dinner time, but to make sure to report to the relevant departments and complete the procedures to avoid any trouble.
Before I knew it, it was already dawn.
Chen Lanjun stretched, washed her face with cold water, picked up her wicker basket and lunch box, and went to buy breakfast.
After putting rice rolls, tofu pudding and soy milk on the table, Chen Lanjun went upstairs to wake up Pang Xiaopeng and Atong.
"It's time to get up. I bought breakfast."
After breakfast, several people went their separate ways.
Atong went to the factory to lobby the director and his wife, Pang Xiaopeng went to the school to fool the leaders, and Chen Lanjun went to find reporter Xu who had helped write the report on the educated youth stalls.
This time, reporter Xu met Chen Lanjun in a single room office and it was obvious that she had been promoted.
Before entering the office, Chen Lanjun saw the nameplate on the door and congratulated her with a smile: "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Xu, for taking time out of your busy schedule to meet with me."
"Girl," Editor-in-Chief Xu smiled and handed her a cup of tea, "Don't be like this. To be honest, it was thanks to you as a correspondent that you provided me with a good source of manuscripts. Otherwise, I might have to wait two years for this one-person office to be my turn. Tell me, what good news do you have this time?"
“It’s not really good news, but it’s pretty special.”
Chen Lanjun told her about the invitation to participate in the first college student packaging design competition.
After listening to this, Chief Editor Xu asked, "What does this Fourth Food Factory have to do with you?"
She has been a reporter for so many years and has seen a lot of people of all kinds. She is quite experienced in judging people. Compared with news, Chief Editor Xu is more interested in people who are like news. Chen Lanjun is such a person. Just looking at her various handling of the last time, you can know that this girl definitely has a method in doing things. She is not the kind of person who will make a fuss about being on the news at the slightest sign of trouble.
Chen Lanjun didn't intend to hide it from Chief Editor Xu. This matter was not something to be ashamed of. She also wanted to test the current mainstream media's attitude towards new things, so she selectively told Chief Editor Xu: "I won't hide it from the editor-in-chief. There is indeed some connection."
She said frankly: "I have a good sister who was also a returned educated youth who set up stalls. She finally found a job in the Fourth Food Factory, but the performance of their factory is getting worse and worse. So..."
Chen Lanjun lowered her voice and looked at Chief Editor Xu sincerely: "She contracted the candy workshop in the factory and promised to pay a profit of 30,000 yuan. This design competition is to choose a new packaging for the candy."
"Hiss——" Editor-in-Chief Xu took a deep breath, "Contracting a workshop?"
The news value of this is much stronger than any design competition.
But the risk... also exists.
Chen Lanjun looked at Editor-in-Chief Xu's expression and knew that she immediately realized the value of this matter, but was also hesitant.
She stressed: "But the success or failure of this matter is actually uncertain, so I didn't tell you at the beginning. If the result is not good, or the leader has any opinions about it, it will be bad."
To translate it, you, as a news boss, need to ask your leader for judgment, and then decide whether to write such an article based on the contract results.
Editor-in-Chief Xu understood the implication of Chen Lanjun's words.
She thought for a moment and said, "The contracting cannot be rushed, but don't worry, we will definitely take this design competition seriously."
With these words, Chen Lanjun's goal was achieved.
She stood up and smiled as she extended her hand to Chief Editor Xu: "Thank you so much, Chief Editor Xu."
"It's okay. I'm also looking forward to you bringing me more news."
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