Jiang Hongjiao offended many people in her daily life. She always brought up Jiang Xia's father and said he was her uncle. In her reports, she was unwilling to do this and that, and she was too arrogant and had no real experience.
Since they were all living under the same roof, and for Jiang Xia's sake, they turned a blind eye to Jiang Hongjiao, but now...
"Yes, yes, what Xia Xia said is right, Comrade Jiang Hongjiao, work is work, and personal matters are private matters. You should do your job well first. No one can think of flying away without even knowing how to crawl." A short-haired woman smiled and spoke.
"Comrade Jiang Hongjiao, we in the newspaper are serious about telling the truth. You've been here for a month, and you just like to use a mirror to fiddle with your face. You can't use any of the instruments and equipment in our newspaper. When you tell others about it, people will think we in the newspaper are innocent." Another middle-aged woman spoke up.
Jiang Hongjiao felt a little embarrassed listening to these sarcastic words. She looked at Jiang Xia, and usually Jiang Xia would definitely speak up for her, and every now and then he would buy some food to share with everyone in the newspaper and take care of the interpersonal relationships.
But when she looked over, she saw that Jiang Xia had already packed up and was ready to leave, and had no intention of helping her with her preparations.
"It's just knowing how to write a few crappy characters, what's so great about that." Jiang Hongjiao sat down angrily. It's just typing, after all, she finished junior high school and was considered an intellectual. She was just too lazy to learn and was afraid that if she learned too fast, Jiang Xia would be embarrassed.
If Jiang Xia can do it, how could she not be able to do it? What's there to be proud of if one can do it with hands?
Jiang Xia glanced at Jiang Hongjiao, asked the person in charge of the newspaper for the address and the general content and title of the report, and then left with the assistant she had chosen.
"Sister Xia Xia, I thought you would ask Jiang Hongjiao to come." Wang Yitong was a girl with a round face, black and white eyes, a pale face, and a bag carrying things she needed for the report. She looked at Jiang Xia and said.
"You and Jiang Hongjiao entered the newspaper at the same time, and both of you are interns. However, there is only one vacant position in our newspaper, and only one of you can stay. You have been learning things all the time since you entered the newspaper, and it is not a problem for you to go out and write reports alone. With you, you will definitely help me a lot. Who else should I choose if not you?" Jiang Xia smiled.
In her previous life, she remembered that there was a person in the newspaper who was old and was going to retire. This job was like this, one person for one position. Jiang Hongjiao and Wang Yitong were both interns in the newspaper, competing for this position. Originally, based on ability, Wang Yitong was definitely qualified for this job position.
Unfortunately, the person who was about to retire from the newspaper decided on a whim to half-inherit and half-sell his position to his niece who had graduated from high school and could type and write reports.
Wang Yitong had no choice but to leave the newspaper in the end, but Jiang Hongjiao took over her job easily without any effort and stayed in the newspaper to become a formal member.
Since she is not going to continue working in this job again in this life, her job position should be given to someone more competent and deserving.
Wang Yitong's face flushed as she listened to Jiang Xia's words. She felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at Jiang Xia and couldn't help but speak.
"Sister Xia Xia, you are really good."
After a pause, Wang Yitong spoke again.
"Sister Xia Xia, I think you should be careful of Jiang Hongjiao. She...she even secretly poured coffee on your report before."
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