Grandpa is not the door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 483

Zhu Hailong rubbed his eyes and took a look. Wang Fugui, who was full of bitterness and hatred, let out a long sigh, thinking that you only wrote a newsletter report of a few hundred words, as if you were writing the four great classics, give it back to me Come to seal the pen, it will really put gold on my face, I wanted to say something directly, now everyone is using the keyboard to write, what kind of pen you sealed here, I really don’t know what to say about you, but this kid is angry, So I got a little angry and said

"You kid is really a night owl. It's just dawn. If you don't hurry up, why are you messing around here! Don't you always say that love must be more difficult and courageous! Love must be persistent? Why didn't you write a few articles just now?" When our portal website appeared, it was like a bitter woman, yelling to seal the pen. If newsletters were so easy to write, everyone would not be at work! All of them would write newsletters! How much money would come in that way! What do you think of me? Are you right! So don’t be discouraged, let alone discouraged, persistence is victory! Hard work is useless, it’s only useful if you keep working hard! Hurry up and revise it properly!”

Wang Fugui was speechless for a moment, thinking of his uncle, brother, I will stick to you all night, you are almost sleeping like a pig, I will only use toothpicks to prop up my eyes, but you start to make sarcastic remarks and teach me a lesson Here I am, it seems that I am too kind to you boy, I wanted to push him off the stool, but he just came back from a round inspection, and the tip of his nose was blue from the cold, it was not easy for everyone, so he pursed his lips and said

"Brother! Don't make sarcastic remarks anymore. Although the news report is only a few hundred words, I thought of it one by one. I typed it up letter by letter. It didn't fall from the sky! But I'm tired. Just be tiring, if you don’t use it, then you don’t use it. The key is that the quality of other people’s manuscripts is not as high as mine. There is no news at all! How can his work be published on the portal website, and my manuscript is only worthless. Is it possible to write a newsletter report and divide the correspondents into three or six or nine to wait for the food to be served? This is too bullying, right? !"

Zhu Hailong is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. When he heard that Wang Fugui's newsletter could not be adopted, he immediately refused to fight. Sitting up suddenly, eyes wide open and said
"Impossible! Who did you send the drafts of your words to? Wasn't Li Haichuan writing newsletters before we got on the site? If it doesn't work, ask him how he writes it and let him teach you! It's not okay to do it behind closed doors. Yes! If you feel that you can’t keep your face, you can read what he wrote on the portal website. A smart person like you may not be able to do other things, but it’s as simple as a cat and a tiger!”

When Wang Fugui heard that he was asked to ask Li Haichuan for advice and write according to his pattern, he felt uncomfortable for a moment. Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him to say
"Brother! There is a rule on our website that you can't send manuscripts casually. You must first send them to Li Haichuan for review. After he has passed the review, you can submit manuscripts to the Corporate Culture Department. If you say that I won't send it to him, do you still send it to you?" Ah! So if you don’t know, don’t give me blind instructions! I read Li Haichuan’s manuscript every day, it’s no different from mine! But there is only one entry for each station every day, how could Li Haichuan accept my manuscript? Submit it and keep your own! Haven’t you heard that those who sell noodles can’t see those who sell fans! Isn’t it a joke? Forget it! If you talk too much, you will cry! If we don’t write, we’ll be done! I'm out mopping the floor!"

(End of this chapter)