"Boss, it's amazing!" Reporter Peng's assistant directly broke into her special dressing room and bumped into the makeup artist who was touching up her makeup.

Good fellow, I was about to paint her eyelashes, and I got all my face in the face at once.

"Tsk!"

Reporter Peng suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked the mascara brush head on the makeup artist to the ground, glared at the makeup artist fiercely, then turned his head and yelled at the assistant: "What do you do if you can't do it, clean up and get out!"

Saying that, she looked at the original delicate makeup in the mirror, and she was not a ghost, and she was angry, and threw the script she was looking at on the makeup table: "There will be an exclusive interview with the media for a while, and the last time I was late, someone on the forum said that I was playing a big name." ”

"Yes. The innocent makeup artist who was involved was full of anger and couldn't vent at Reporter Peng, so he also fired at the little assistant: "Reporter Peng's electric shock case is so effective, several media are waiting to interview her, look at it, if it is like this, I want to re-transform it!"

THE LITTLE ASSISTANT IS ONLY IN HIS EARLY TWENTIES, JUST OUT OF THE SOCIETY, AND IT IS NOT EASY FOR SOMEONE TO FIND A RELATIONSHIP TO DO CHORES AROUND THE DIGNIFIED PENG REPORTER, THIS OPPORTUNITY IS NOT AVAILABLE TO EVERYONE, AND HIS EYES ARE RED FOR A WHILE, AND HE COWERED AND LEANED TO REPORTER PENG'S SIDE AND HANDED OVER THE IPAD: "BOSS, IT'S TERRIBLE, XINGSHENG XINGSHENG ALSO RELEASED THE NEWS OF ELECTRIC SHOCK!"

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REPORTER PENG SNEERED, DIDN'T LOOK AT THE IPAD, AND SAID SLOWLY: "AFTER I EXPOSED THE ELECTRIC SHOCK CASE YESTERDAY, OTHER MEDIA IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED UP, WHAT XX SATELLITE TV, WHAT XX HONG KONG MEDIA, AREN'T THEY ALL FOLLOWING IN MY FOOTSTEPS?"

"Yes. The makeup artist took a cotton swab and carefully helped Reporter Peng wipe off the mascara on her face, and continued to paint her eyelashes after pulling out the mascara again, while echoing: "You, too young, every time we expose a case, many media will immediately follow up." How can I say it? It has always been imitated, never surpassed, and the leader is the leader in the negative/side reporting industry. What kind of Xingsheng? Private media, didn't they expose a carrion case? What's all the fuss about?"

The makeup artist's sycophant slapped Reporter Peng's heart, and Reporter Peng smiled proudly.

"No, boss, look at it, this Xingsheng and this Xingsheng" The little assistant couldn't say anything when he heard the trembling words: "They exclusively exposed the treatment instrument! And they also experienced the electric shock themselves! The most terrible thing is that they said that the treatment instrument is not microelectricity, but electroconvulsion!"

Reporter Peng's face collapsed, and she sat up suddenly.

Well, I was going to continue to apply my eyelashes, but all of a sudden, another one hit my face, and it was really flowering

REPORTER PENG TOOK THE IPAD, QUICKLY SCRATCHED HIS FINGERS ON IT A FEW TIMES, AND AFTER LOOKING AT IT FOR A MINUTE OR TWO, HIS FACE TURNED WHITE AND HIS HANDS TREMBLED.

"What is going against me!" REPORTER PENG SLAMMED THE IPAD TO THE GROUND, HIS FACE DISTORTED, STRETCHED OUT HIS HAND AND TOOK THE MOBILE PHONE ON THE MAKEUP TABLE, AND CLICKED ON WEIBO TO TAKE A LOOK.

Half ringing, for five or six minutes, reporter Peng did not speak.

Her fans have risen by more than 100,000 in just a short period of time, and the problems are all black fans, and under the Weibo where she reposted the electric shock case reported by herself on CCBV's official Weibo, the comments rose wildly.

Dozens of comments went up almost every time I refreshed it.

"Phew! She is still the leading actress in the I side of the press! He actually talks nonsense with his eyes open, and a person's electric shock is an electric shock, not a micro-electric shock!"

"This idiot also said that he 'originally wanted to experience it for himself', nonsense, and even the treatment device was mistaken!"

"I'm so disappointed, Reporter Peng, I've always been a fan of yours, is it a mistake?

90% blame and scold, 10% wait-and-see.

There is no way, although Jian Xiaodan's report is not aimed at Reporter Peng, it just hit Reporter Peng in the face, and it was a slap in the face.

There's nothing more ruin in your future than a shady journalist who gets into credibility problems.

"Damn!" Reporter Peng picked up the mobile phone and was about to smash it on the table, but the hand raised high suddenly stopped, her face was distorted, she clicked on the mobile phone contact directory, and after swiping it, she lowered her head and sent a few text messages-

In the Xingsheng typesetting room, everyone stayed in place at a loss, and temporarily stopped printing according to Mr. Gao's instructions, and all stopped printing, so what should I do with this typesetting?

Is it to return to the way it was before, or

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, and then look at Lao Han.

"Wait, it won't be long before there will be an order. "Lao Hang has no bottom in his heart, he has been in Xingsheng for so many years, and it is rare to see such a situation as stopping printing, and once, the front page headline printed the names of important leaders of the empire wrongly, stopped printing, and wrote reviews from top to bottom, deducting bonuses.

Almost got into trouble.

The report was going smoothly, so why did it suddenly stop printing? Lao Hang took the sample and looked at it suspiciously.

"I want to go to the bathroom. A thin and weak voice came, and the old hanger put down the model and looked up, and a woman about thirty-four or five years old said, wearing a pair of glasses, and looked like a gentleman.

Lao Hang frowned, Jian Xiaodan explained, and had to look at them. After all, only these few people know about the later report, and this manuscript can't be leaked out.

"I'll go to the bathroom, or will you follow?" the woman looked like she was holding back her urine, and her face was flushed.

"This" Lao Hang stretched out his hand and scratched his head with some embarrassment, looked at the pile of mobile phones placed on the side, and nodded.

Anyway, if you don't get close to the computer, you should be fine, you can't stop people from going to the bathroom!, he thought.

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly trotted to the bathroom, locked the door after entering, smiled wickedly at the corner of her mouth, pulled the clothes on her chest away, stretched it to her chest, and took out a mobile phone directly from her bra.

It's good to have a flat chest, and no one can see if there's a mobile phone stuffed inside.

She squatted down and quickly sent a few MMS messages, and on the MMS, the sample of the post-script that was secretly photographed was very blurry, and she didn't send it all.

But the headings and subheadings are clear. Basically, at a glance, you know what content Jian Xiaodan is going to send in the later stage. And this content is top secret.

After sending the MMS, she sent a text message: Peng Niu, I'm Nana, don't call my phone, it will be exposed, this is my spare phone. Don't worry, you and I have been friends for many years, and I took a picture of it as soon as I came to typesetting, and I thought I could leave it to you. By the way, I don't know if Shuguang Primary School still has indicators?"

After more than ten seconds, the phone screen lit up.

"For our friendship, rest assured, I have a network in Shuguang Primary School in charge of the index, think of ideas, there is no big problem. You've got a good draft, thank you. As soon as reporter Peng's text message came, the woman breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Even, she bit her lip excitedly, and her lip was about to be bitten.

"Son, a godsend! You can go to such a good public primary school in the imperial capital! Great! Great!" the woman thought as she grabbed her hair excitedly, so excited that she didn't know what to do.

"Manager Jane, I'm sorry, I've been in the imperial capital for almost thirteen years, and I don't have a household registration in the imperial capital, so it's the most important thing for the child to study! It's a godsend! It's strange who you don't get along with well, you have to confront my classmate Reporter Peng! I took the initiative to help her, and she will help me!" The woman bit her lip again.

Thump.

Softly.

She threw her spare phone into the toilet.

This was the modus operandi that disappeared without a trace after revealing the general contents of Jane's top-secret follow-up press release.