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"Yes, team, a team that is in our team, only you can build. After Gao Leng finished speaking, he walked to the window, opened the curtain suddenly, and the seven o'clock sun, sparkling and scattered on the sea, was as bright as a large piece of gold, very spectacular.

The view of the VIP room is extremely wide, the floor-to-ceiling windows are in the sea breeze, but the beautiful scenery does not fall to the bottom of the eye, there is no one on the coastline, naturally there is none, this area is a private area.

"My team?" Lao Hang listened, his voice a little confused, but more excited.

Indescribable excitement.

The pride and ambition that burst out of Gao Leng's eyes told Lao Hang that he was not joking, he had a grand picture in his heart.

"Yes. Gao Leng replied affirmatively, pointing to the rising sun in the east: "Our cause is about to set sail, people always say, reporters are uncrowned kings, what is the uncrowned king? Why? Because of the peculiarity of a journalist's status, he is afraid of being exposed when he reports to corrupt officials and reports trivial matters in the market, no matter what industry he is doing. This uncrowned is actually afraid of exposure. ”

Gao sneered, turned around, the sunlight behind him shone in, backlight, his face looked a little black from the angle of Lao Hang, but his eyes were shining.

It emits a terrifying light, a faint kingly aura.

"Next, we want to be crowned kings. Gao Leng's voice was thick and powerful, which made Lao Hang and Fight the Street stand up straighter, and he pointed his finger: "This crown is not exposed, but me, Gao Leng, my team, itself is terrifying." ”

Although Lao Hang and Bang Jie didn't know how he laid it out, they nodded heavily, and their hearts were boiling.

They know that the day is coming when they will really raise their eyebrows, and their careers are promising.

In the afternoon, Xingsheng's entire team returned to Beijing one after another by plane, and Huang Cong's live broadcast case plus about a dozen interviews in the later stage, as well as handover and news trading with local TV stations, network TV stations, and satellite TV stations around the country, were very tired.

Xingsheng's senior management was extremely satisfied with the event, and the entire team brought out by Gao Leng came to work after a two-day holiday. These two days are the busiest and most profitable two days for the advertising department.

After the little witch ate Tai Sui and had several 'cultivations' with Gao Leng, her health was also very good, and she flew around the room from time to time, and after Mu Xiaoleng returned home, she was taken by her mother to Paris to watch a fashion show, and they were all right-

Early in the morning, Gao Leng walked into Xingsheng's building, waited for the elevator to go upstairs, and after a short rest, a new struggle began.

When I was waiting for the elevator, I saw several Xingsheng's colleagues, several of whom were managers of several departments.

In the journalist circle, there are rules for seniors and seniors, and this rule is formed naturally without words. And the reason for the formation is very simple and realistic.

The longer you stay in the circle of reporters, as long as you don't do too badly, the more clues you have at hand, and the easier it is to get out of the case, which is known to reporters who follow and undercover interviews.

The same is true for other types of journalists, such as interviews, news, and social news.

The more time passes, the more connections there are, and in the journalist circle, connections are strength, but different types of journalist connections are in different scopes.

New reporters are the hardest, generally said to be as tired as dogs, that is, new reporters, you have no connections, no resources, and even hard work to get resources, and the old reporters immediately found similar resources to write reports. Even if it is a similar report, the newspaper will give priority to the old reporter.

Suppressing newcomers is an unspoken rule in the journalist circle, no one wants to be robbed of the news, and if one is robbed, it is all money.

Therefore, most of the students who study journalism have some background/scenes, otherwise, you will not even be able to enter the threshold of media such as magazines and television stations, and you will finally rely on your strength to get in, and as soon as you get out of the school, you will die on the road of no connections and no manuscript to come out.

Gao Leng before being reborn, he almost died on this road.

It is precisely because of this that in the journalist circle, the seniors are dignified, which is why when Gao Leng was working on Xiao Yun's case, when he was asked to hold an emergency headline meeting to take the overall situation alone, the managers sitting below were dismissive and sarcastic.

Among the people waiting for the elevator, there are two managers, the manager of the equipment department and the manager of the news department, both of whom have been old employees for more than ten years.

Gao Leng walked over, and when he walked over, several intern reporters bent down slightly towards him, nodded deeply in greeting, and Gao Leng nodded back.

Walking to the elevator and seeing these two seniors, he naturally bent down slightly and greeted him with a smile.

"Oops, Reporter Gao. The two managers saw Gao Leng bending down slightly, and hurriedly bent down to return the salute, making it look like little Japan.

The so-called seniors and juniors are just the dividing line of the disparity in strength, and when the strength arrives, you are the seniors.

"Reporter Gao, in the Huang Cong case a few days ago, the entire entertainment page and financial page were swiped by you. The manager of the important news group said with envy in his tone.

"Yes, several of our major opponents were suppressed by you and couldn't lift their heads, you know Fengyun Magazine, we are mortal enemies, their boss Mr. Xiao, when you released the first live broadcast, he thought you were secretly filming, and he also specially organized reporters to write a long article, saying that our magazine has no conscience in the industry, and as a result, haha, he was slapped in the face. The manager of the equipment department said.

"Yes, yes, the funniest thing is that he just issued a condemnation of you for secretly filming the big guy's birthday dinner to shoot Huang Cong's fart, and your subsequent report was immediately the acquisition of the live broadcast rights, haha, do you know? ”

"European psychosis?" Gao Leng didn't understand.

"Well, it's not that you're mentally ill, why is it wrong every time you command?"

Gao Leng knew in his heart that the words of these two managers were exaggerated a lot, which was flattery.

After a few people laughed at this joke that was not funny, they took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as the elevator opened, a huge banner appeared in the lobby of the company's entrance, which was very conspicuous: warmly celebrating the advertising volume of Xingsheng Magazine this month exceeded 100 million.

Colorful balloons decorate the front desk beautifully.

Next to the front desk, there is also a sign that reads: Huang Cong's live broadcast right, the hero Gao Leng celebration banquet, from 2 pm to 8 pm, we will see you or leave.

Several colleagues who entered the company at the same time cheered.

"Wow! This is rare, it seems that I left work early in the afternoon, wow, the last time such a big banner celebrated the advertising amount, it seems that it was only 60 million, right?"

"Yes, it's only the first week of this month, and it's only 100 million! Reporter Gao, you're really good. ”

"The boss is going to be happy, 100 million advertising, this is not counting the profits of publishing and distribution, right? Gao Leng, just rush you to break 100 million a week for the first time, your bonus, it will not be less. ”

"Of course there will be no less, and I won't look at it, he is Mr. Lu's lucky general!"

The compliments poured in.

Gao Leng nodded lightly and walked inside. He was happy in his heart, not just with joy, but with ecstasy.

No matter how ecstatic you are, you can't show too much, if you go too far, you will be arrogant.

As he was walking inside, he saw a familiar back standing at the door, and Gao Leng was stunned.

The surrounding colleagues were also stunned and stopped, and the bustling sound stopped abruptly, and there was no sound.