AWB Chapter 24
Chapter 24
There was a traffic jam on the road, and Fu Jiujiu could see the spire of the building where NF was located from a distance.
As soon as the signal light changed, he turned the steering wheel and drove the car to another building next to NF.
Fu Jiujiu's car is too flamboyant.
Even if the nature of the job and the working environment determine that most young people in NF like to pursue fashion and love to compare, but as a newcomer in the workplace, driving a modified car with millions of dollars is still too ostentatious.
So he parked his car in the building next door and walked several hundred meters to work in NF.
There are three assistant editors under Chang Qing.
Among them, Wu Qiuran is the oldest and most experienced one.
The other is a young girl named Mary, who just became a full-time employee not long ago after spending two years as an intern in NF.
Fu Jiujiu is the youngest of the three.
He looks small, has no work experience, and has just joined the job, so he can only touch some odd jobs around him for the time being.
Although the work is scattered and does not seem to be that important, the workload is not small.
Including the arrangement of the sample room before, everything requires great care and patience, and it is best to have flexible skills and methods.
Fu Jiujiu was very familiar with NF, and he took care of everything in an orderly manner without saying a word.
Instead, Chang Qing was extremely pleasantly surprised.
Because many aspects are refined and regularized, the follow-up work will save a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Efficiency can be maximized.
In addition, now is the season for the autumn and winter fashion week, and he often takes the interns out to run the scene.
Take photos, draw pictures, capture single products, analyze fashion trends, and know the old and new designers well.
It is very normal to not be able to eat or sleep when you are busy.
So much so that he has seen very little time with Lin Jun recently, much less than when he just divorced.
Although Lin Jun spoke fiercely, he was very measured in his actions and did not push him too hard.
It made him feel a little caring, and he couldn't help but feel grateful.
They walked the dog together once, and Fu Jiujiu cooked a meal for him.
Although he was in a hurry every time, he didn't complain about anything.
Fu Jiujiu's life gradually got on the right track, and his heart gradually regained the original peace and tranquility.
His hair was a little longer, and he didn't care to cut it when he was busy, so he tied it behind his ears.
When he opened the office door, there was still a natural smile on his face.
The office was quiet, and no one else had arrived yet.
Fu Jiujiu took off his coat and scarf, and opened the window for ventilation.
I went to the pantry to make coffee, sat by the window and drank while looking up information.
The window of the tea room faces east, and the morning sun just happens to cover the body, which is warm and bright.
While checking the information, he suddenly remembered the official account that always pushed him fashion items.
For some reason, the other party suddenly stopped serving him a while ago.
Fu Jiujiu found the official account from the communication list, found the message box, and seriously left a message for the other party.
He first praised the other party for its novel and timely information, and then politely asked if the push service could be resumed, or if there were other paid services to choose from.
Then he washed the cups and returned to the office area.
There are already several people sitting in the office, busy preparing for today's work.
Wu Qiuran stood beside Mary, not knowing what to say.
Mary argued a few words, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
Fu Jiujiu sat in front of his seat, heard a few words vaguely, and guessed the outline of the matter.
Mary is an intern turned regular, and she got used to being squeezed by Wu Qiuran before.
Even if I am promoted to assistant editor now, the habits I have formed still cannot be changed.
Fu Jiujiu watched it coldly for a few days.
Wu Qiuran likes to push her work to the other party.
This time too, there was a sample to be sent to the shooting site a few days ago.
Wu Qiuran was originally responsible for the project, but he pushed it to Mary.
Mary sent the samples as he requested, but after the shooting, she sent the photos to the editor's office, only to find out that she had sent the wrong samples.
Mary said that she fully complied with Wu Qiuran's request, but Wu Qiuran said that she provided the correct product number, but Mary made a careless mistake.
All photos involving that product now need to be retaken.
Fortunately, that brand is a sub-line of a third-tier brand, and the models I was looking for were also small models, so I finally set the time under pressure.
Mary's work at hand is already heavy, and she needs to keep an eye on it for this shoot.
About tomorrow is the shooting period, and the two of them got into an unhappiness about it again for some reason.
Fu Jiujiu sat down and turned on the computer, and began to sift through the photos taken in the past few days.
After a while, Mary called him in a low voice: "Bian Fu, Bian Fu..."
Fu Jiujiu looked up, and Mary smiled shyly, "Can you do me a favor?"
"What's the matter?" Fu Jiujiu asked with a smile.
"If you don't go out tomorrow, can you help us proofread two versions of the manuscript?" Mary asked shyly, "I might have to stare at the shooting site all day tomorrow."
Nothing in Fu Jiujiu's hands was too urgent, so he nodded to him: "You send me the manuscript when it comes out."
Mary took a long breath: "Thank you, Editor Fu."
Wu Qiuran probably heard the movement, and looked up at them: "You are very courageous, teach him, can he do it?
Mary said with a sullen face, "If you don't help, what can I do?"
"I didn't say that, I have a date tomorrow."
Wu Qiuran did have a boyfriend, who was said to be from a wealthy family.
A few days after Fu Jiujiu joined the job, he had already heard him show off several times in the office.
"It's okay," Fu Jiujiu said calmly, "Leave it to me. If there is any problem, I will take care of it."
Wu Qiuran's expression suddenly sank, Fu Jiujiu didn't even look at him.
Mary nodded and looked at Fu Jiujiu gratefully.
Fu Jiujiu wore a black V-neck embroidered sweater, revealing her slender neck.
They were so close that Mary caught sight of a ruby pendant hanging from his collarbone.
Fu Jiujiu's skin was snow-white, which formed a stark black-and-white contrast with his clothes, but there was such a shining ruby pendant on his neck, which made his whole body look gorgeous.
"Wow..." Mary's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "This is...the new limited edition of Lin's jewelry line, Chao Ai?"
Fu Jiujiu smiled and nodded.
Wu Qiuran stayed away from them, and stood up and looked this way after hearing the words: "Is it true?"
Asking a fashion editor if his clothing and accessories are genuine is already a great insult.
Fu Jiujiu just smiled: "That's right."
"What channel did you buy it from?" Wu Qiuran stared at the little sunflower unrelentingly: "I can't even ask anyone to buy it, and there are no goods in domestic and foreign markets."
Mary also said: "This product is made of luxurious materials, so the output is very small. The most important thing is that it was designed by the second young master of the Lin family, so it was snapped up as soon as it was released."
"What?" Fu Jiujiu blinked, very surprised: "The second young master of the Lin family?"
"That's right," Mary said, "It's Mr. Lin from FY."
Fu Jiujiu paid attention to this chain before, it was entirely out of his professional instinct, but he just came here at that time, and he didn't want to delve into too many details.
Now hearing that it was designed by Lin Jun himself, he couldn't help being surprised.
Every time Lin Jun sent him flowers, there were sunflowers, and even the necklace he designed was in the shape of sunflower flowers...
Is he particularly fond of this kind of flower?Or does the flower have a special meaning to him?
Fu Jiujiu was lost in thought when she heard Mary say, "Editor Fu, it looks so good on you, it's almost as if it was tailor-made for you."
This sentence made Fu Jiujiu's heart tremble, and for some reason, a surge of enthusiasm rose from the tips of his ears.
Wu Qiuran's eyes were also fixed on it: "Can you still buy it here?"
Fu Jiujiu shook his head: "I probably won't be able to buy it anymore, this one was also given to me by someone else."
Such an expensive gift, also called "Chao Ai", made Wu Qiuran and Mary look at Fu Jiujiu with subtle expressions.
Fu Jiujiu hurriedly explained: "My brother gave it to me."
Mary groaned and sat back.
Wu Qiuran looked at Fu Jiujiu with a half-smile, a little envious and a little mocking: "What brother? Love brother?"
Fu Jiujiu didn't speak, and continued to sift through the pictures with his head down.
It's just that Wu Qiuran's words "Brother Love" rang in his ears like a curse, making his ears feel hot.
He suddenly remembered the trembling voice in his dream: "Brother... Lin Jun..."
With a shake of his hand, he accidentally moved a photo to the trash can.
Fu Jiujiu stopped, went to the bathroom and washed his face.
The fiery red sunflower in the mirror fit tightly in the depression between his two collarbones, like a birthmark carved into his flesh.
When he touched it with his fingertips, the redness turned into a little bit of flame, hot and passionate.
It made him flustered.
Early the next morning, Mary went to the shooting site. Fu Jiujiu opened the mailbox, and the two manuscripts she was going to proofread were already lying in his mailbox.
He dealt with the important work at hand first, and then concentrated on helping Mary proofread the manuscript.
Wu Qiuran passed by him, looking down at his neck.
Fu Jiujiu didn't wear that necklace today.
"Can you do it?" He asked, and exaggerated: "You can't make a wrong punctuation, you know?"
Fu Jiujiu didn't move his eyes from the screen, and said casually, "Aren't there two schools and three schools?"
"Tsk." Wu Qiuran passed by.
Fu Jiujiu hooked the corners of his mouth and ignored him.
Mary took the opportunity to tell him yesterday that the reason they had a dispute in the morning was because she was going to watch the filming, and Wu Qiuran refused to help with the proofreading.
"I obviously sent the samples according to his arrangement." Mary said aggrievedly: "If there is any problem, I will take the blame for everything, and I will even add insult to injury."
Wu Qiuran used to be Fu Jiujiu's subordinate.
Probably due to the different positions, the impression he left on Fu Jiujiu at that time was that he was sweet-mouthed and hard-working.
Now that it's just a change of position, a person seems to have completely exposed his true attributes.
Fu Jiujiu proofread quickly and beautifully. He quickly proofread Mary's manuscript and sent it back to her mailbox.
While sifting through the topics, Wu Qiuran followed Fu Jiujiu's movements.
Seeing him get up to fetch water, he asked, "How much has it been?"
"It's all good." Fu Jiujiu smiled.
"So fast?" Wu Qiuran was a little surprised: "Are you sure it's ready? Send it to me."
"Aren't you short of time?" Fu Jiujiu walked around him to fetch water after speaking.
In this office, Wu Qiuran thinks he has the highest qualifications, and everyone will give him some face.
But Fu Jiujiu smiled softly, and his tone was very natural, but the soft nails hit him on the head one after another.
Especially recently, Chang Qing seems to like to take him with her when she goes out to socialize or negotiate.
It gave him a vague sense of threat.
It's rare to get off work on time in the afternoon, so Fu Jiujiu packs up his things and plans to go home and make a good meal for Fu Xiaoba who has been neglected recently.
He packed up, put on his coat, and was tying a scarf, but Wu Qiuran stopped him again: "Bian Fu, so early?"
"En." Fu Jiujiu responded with a smile.
"You proofread your manuscript very quickly," Wu Qiuran said, "I have an urgent manuscript here, please help me to proofread it. I have other work in hand, which is urgently needed by the editor-in-chief."
Fu Jiujiu put down the scarf that had just been wound around again: "Okay."
Wu Qiuran finally felt better.
Fu Jiujiu was probably just a little dull, maybe he wasn't targeting him on purpose.
Fu Jiujiu has a lot of work to do, but not too many core ones, so most of them are not in a hurry.
In Chang Qing's eyes, he is still a newcomer after all, and he needs to exercise his basic abilities first, and then get into core work step by step.
And the work of the magazine is heavy and trivial, especially now is one of the busiest times of the year in the fashion industry.
It is normal for colleagues to help each other.
Fu Jiujiu's work was done beautifully and quickly.
The art skills are very strong, and the retouching and layout are particularly outstanding.
From that day on, Wu Qiuran habitually pushed the work to him.
Fu Jiujiu smiled and agreed every time, and every time he finished it very beautifully.
On the contrary, Mary was deeply sorry to Fu Jiujiu, thinking that it was because she asked Fu Jiujiu to help that time, that made Wu Qiuran think about it.
Fu Jiujiu has always been low-key and easy-going, and he never picks and chooses in his work. He can do any job, and he does it impressively.
He has only been working in NF for only one month, and he has won the love of most people in the office. The most important thing is that Chang Qing is even more fond of him.
On this day, there is a meeting with a high-end luggage brand to be held in the imperial court.
Chang Qing's assistant asked for leave due to illness, and Wu Qiuran thought he was the one to follow this time.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Chang Qing arrived at the office, she called Fu Jiujiu into her private office, pushed Xiao Shangao's information to him, and asked him to go out immediately.
Fu Jiujiu bowed his head and memorized the materials all the way.
Fortunately, in the original world, they have always maintained a cooperative relationship with this brand, so they are very familiar with the brand's style.
Although there are many new products, most of them are derived from the upgrade of previous styles, and there are very few pure new products.
The meeting was held in a special meeting room on the 28th floor of the imperial court, and it lasted for a whole morning.
The participants involved the other party's design department, publicity department, new media department, etc.
When Fu Jiujiu came out, he carried more materials than when he came, and piled up a mountain so high that it almost reached his chin.
Chang Qing also hugged a lot in her arms, and walked ahead briskly.
Fu Jiujiu followed slowly, for fear that if he walked too fast, the hill in his arms would fall down.
There is a cross corridor on the 28th floor. Chang Qing turns right first, and soon disappears.
When Fu Jiujiu was about to reach the junction of the two corridors, a group of people suddenly turned on the left.
The leader, who was dressed in a black suit, had a straight figure, walked like flying, and said something to the assistant who was half a step behind while walking with a very condensed expression.
Fu Jiujiu only heard the words "Ministry of Justice".
The voice was too familiar, but the tone was cold and severe, which was very strange to him, with a businesslike tone.
When they passed by, the man's extremely cold eyes swept over him lightly, which gave Fu Jiujiu a feeling of being on his back.
He walked two steps quickly, and the man had many followers behind him, surrounded by them all the way forward, the two quickly staggered.
Fu Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief, his chin accidentally touched the top folder.
The sky-blue folder fell into the empty corridor, echoing a bit.
Fu Jiujiu squatted down, protecting the hill-like materials in his arms, and reached out to pick up the dropped one.
A pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his sight, Fu Jiujiu raised his head slightly, and was meeting Lin Jun's black eyes.
He also squatted down, helped him pick up the folder, and carefully placed it on top.
He stared deeply at the hill-like pile of documents in Fu Jiujiu's arms, pursed his thin lips, and asked in a very low voice, "Have you eaten yet?"
Fu Jiujiu blinked, and was lifted up by his half arms, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he said in a very low voice, "Go back to the magazine to eat."
Lin Jun let go of him calmly, then turned and walked back.
Fu Jiujiu turned his head and looked over. His back was tall and straight, like a pine and a cypress.
In the corridor, more than a dozen staff members in formal suits were waiting for him silently.
Seeing him approaching, they surrounded him again.
The light from the end of the corridor came in, coating Lin Jun's figure like a god.
The childish Lin Jun who had been in contact with Fu Jiujiu seemed to be not alone.
Fu Jiujiu returned to the magazine in a daze, but as soon as he entered the door, he was baptized by the envious eyes of all his colleagues.
A food cart is parked in the office, and the hotel delivery staff waits quietly.
On the work clothes are three large characters: "Wang Xianju."
I don't know who said, "Here we come."
The hotel delivery staff immediately bowed and asked, "Mr. Fu Jiujiu?"
"I am." Fu Jiujiu replied with some doubts.
"Wangxianju Class A large set, please sign for it."
For Wangxianju Class A large set, it is possible to eat at least one month in advance, and the probability is not 100%.
Not to mention they never deliver.
Fu Jiujiu was a little confused: "I didn't order food, please confirm if it was delivered by mistake?"
The other party glanced at the menu: "Isn't Mr. Fu Jiujiu?"
"Yes." Fu Jiujiu nodded and said, "I am Fu Jiujiu."
The delivery man said: "The orderer is 'your dad,' do you need to confirm?"
"My dad?" Fu Jiujiu was even more puzzled, how could his dad be able to order the Class A package of Wangxianju?Can I get someone to deliver?
Not to mention anything else, even if he could get an order, his father wouldn't be able to spend so much money.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked politely, "Can I have a look at the menu?"
"Of course." The food delivery staff handed the menu to him respectfully.
Fu Jiujiu saw the sign of the orderer: Your father!
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or funny: Lin Jun... Is this taking advantage of him again?
The author has something to say: Lin Jun: Call Dad!
This is about the last update before the clip, and the next update will be around 11:[-] on the night of the clip on Monday.
I just got a notice today that I am going to go to another place temporarily, so I can only write code words in the past few days.
Look at the situation on Monday, and double update if you have the ability, thank you everyone.
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"You Are My Baby [Double Life]"
"I Married the Villain After I Was Scumbed Through the Book"
"I was divorced after pretending to be good [Rebirth]",
I really want to write these few books, I hate that I only have one pair of hands, the author’s column asks for advance receipt =3=,
Chirp, chirp, chirp, move your hands, I love you!
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感谢在2020-07-3018:51:53~2020-07-3123:41:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did you make an update today? Congratulations!
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!