his substitute

Autumn in Zhongcheng is short, one continuous rain chases away the last summer, and another one brings cold winter.

The heating in the new media department is sufficient, making people fall asleep.After Wen Yun had lunch at the rice noodle restaurant he frequented, Lu met an old farmer selling grapefruits on a shoulder pole, so he bought five of them.

Grapefruit is light yellow in color, and it looks vibrant in the bleakness and depth of autumn and winter.

Wen Yun held the roundest one among them, and smiled slightly at the end of his eyes.

Back in the office, the lunch break is not over yet.Wen Yun took off the ordinary to almost rigid black short and medium short down jacket and hung it on the back of the chair, and the dark gray sweater he wore inside was nothing to look at.

Most of the colleagues did not return from their meals, and those who sat in their seats were all sleeping.Wen Yun was also a little sleepy, but the work in hand was not finished, so he could only yawn and turn on the computer screen.

There is only the last round of autumn appreciation activities, and new activities will be launched soon.Zhao Yu was transferred to a half-dead channel magazine under the group, and Liu Cun did not arrange a new team leader for the travel and food section for a long time.A few days ago, someone asked what to do about the new event. Liu Cun actually asked all the team members to come up with a plan, submit it anonymously, and vote anonymously. Whoever gets the most votes gets the most.

This incident annoyed many people, and they scolded extremely harshly behind their backs.But Liu Cun is the editor-in-chief and has absolute power in the new media department.In addition, Zhao Yu had just been transferred away, and everyone was staring at the position of the team leader, wanting to fight, so they cursed and scolded, passively sabotaged work in front of colleagues, and worked on the plan all night after returning home.

Wen Yun didn't have so many ideas, and went step by step every day. After confirming that all the details of the autumn appreciation activities had been checked, he would spend his spare time writing plans for new activities.There is not enough time during the day, so I stay and work overtime for two or three hours.In this way, compared with those colleagues who pretend to be sabotage, he has become the most diligent employee in the travel and food section.

The gossip about him never stops.

Because of Xu Cheng's relationship, many people did not dare to be eccentric in the office like before, so they often gathered in the coffee shop to ridicule——

"Look, I said he wants to take Zhao Yu's seat, you still don't believe me!"

"Zhao Yu is really unlucky. Before, things went smoothly, he earned a lot of money, and his life was more nourishing than anyone else. But when Wen came, he was transferred and his salary was lowered."

"Oh broom star!"

"Could it be that Wen Yun really reported what happened last time?"

"Who else could there be if it wasn't him? Tsk, look, he sits in front of the computer all day to change his plan, isn't it just to be the team leader? If Zhao Yu doesn't leave, how can he be? Besides, who will get kickbacks? Didn't do it? Why didn't anyone report it in the past? Isn't it obvious that he did it."

"Then what does Mr. Liu think? I feel that Mr. Liu often picks on Wen Yun to make Wen Yun feel better, but sometimes he seems to protect Wen Yun."

"Liu Cun, it's hard to say."

"It's hard to say, let's talk about it!"

"I heard that when Liu Cun first came to the "Zhongcheng Times", he worked as an intern for Wen Yun. Isn't Wen Yun that kind of backbone reporter? It stands to reason that following this kind of reporter, it would be no problem to become a regular, but Liu Cun didn't even meet the standard for the manuscript... ..."

After perfecting a few details for the plan, Wen Yun was even more sleepy and wanted to drink a cup of coffee to refresh himself. When he opened the drawer, he saw that the carton of instant coffee was empty.

He got up and looked in the direction of the coffee shop, knowing that at this time, there must be a lot of colleagues chatting there.The topic of small talk is not necessarily related to him, but no matter who it is related to, he doesn't want to listen or participate, so he has to give up.

Yawning continuously, tears poured out, and the text on the display became blurred.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and smelled a faint scent of grapefruit, and then remembered that he had just weighed the grapefruit.

Even without coffee, grapefruit can be refreshing.He took one out of his pocket, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed.

As soon as Xu Cheng entered the office, he saw Wen Yun holding a mouse in one hand and a grapefruit in the other. Half of his face was blocked by the grapefruit. With that unstyled sweater, he was surprisingly cute with a strong sense of contrast.

Without thinking too much, Xu Cheng took out his phone, quietly took a picture, threw it to Xun Musheng, and wrote, "No thanks."

Wen Yun didn't know that he was secretly photographed, but Xu Cheng knew how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, but he didn't care.

The topic of the coffee shop has changed, but the protagonist is still Wen Yun.

"Xu Cheng secretly took pictures of Wen Yun just now!"

"Is he interested in Wenyun?"

"Why does he like Wen Yun?"

"Actually, don't tell me, Wen Yun has good facial features, but he doesn't know how to dress up."

"Hey! Are you also fascinated by Wen?"

"I just talk about things!"

Before the end of the lunch break, Wen Yun changed the plan.

In fact, he didn’t need to squeeze in his lunch break, but there was a user interaction activity in the afternoon, so he couldn’t stay and work overtime at night—after the red rope was broken, the agarwood beads had been kept in the box, and today he brought it out, intending to go to Knit another one at the craft store.

Colleagues returned to their seats one after another. Wen Yun put the grapefruit back in his pocket, saw Liu Cun entered the editor-in-chief's office, and was about to hand over a printed copy of the plan when the phone rang suddenly.

Caller: Xun Musheng.

Wen Yun suddenly became nervous.

That day in the restaurant, he failed to refuse Xun Musheng.Although I haven't seen each other in the past few days, the contact has not been broken.

Xun Musheng would send a message almost every day and ask, "Are you busy today? Let's have a meal together if you are free."

He declined every time on the grounds of working overtime, and Xun Musheng didn't bother him, but only told him to pay attention to adjustments, eat on time, and not work too hard.

One day at 12 o'clock Xun Musheng sent a message "Are you asleep?" He pretended not to see it, and planned to get up in the morning to reply with "Sorry, I went to bed early yesterday", but a few minutes later, he received a "Good night".

That "good night" looks lonely.

Guilt was like a slow stream, flowing in his heart, and with a movement of his fingers, he replied "good night" unconsciously.

Xun Musheng replied almost instantly: "Haven't you slept yet?"

He felt a little regretful, turned off the light and shrank into the quilt.

The ringtone was very abrupt in the office, and Wen Yun didn't know what to say when he picked it up - the previous contact with Xun Musheng was through WeChat, and it was the first time to make a phone call.But it doesn't work if you don't answer it, it seems guilty and impolite.

Li Xiao glanced displeasedly, and the others also looked over. He pressed the connect button, walked out of the office quickly, ran to the empty terrace, and held the phone to his ear.

Xun Musheng heard Wen Yun's footsteps, "da da da", each step stepped on his heart.

I also heard Wen Yun's deep "Hello", accompanied by the sound of the wind and the sound of the car horn.

"Are you busy?" Xun Musheng sat on the swivel chair, the tablet standing on the table was lit, and it was the photo of Wen Yun holding a grapefruit.

Wen Yun came out in a hurry, forgot to take his down jacket, and wanted to end the conversation immediately, but Xun Musheng's tone was too gentle, and he couldn't speak coldly to him.

I had no choice but to answer truthfully: "I just finished my work."

"Then can we have dinner together today?" Without waiting for Wenyun to refuse, Xun Musheng said first: "I asked you out before, and you were busy, and you have rejected me four times. If you are done with today's work, why don't you come out and relax? Work and rest." combine."

Wen Yun thought of the agarwood beads in the bag.Tonight is indeed free, but not for dinner with Xun Musheng.

But it is also impossible to tell the other party "I am going to weave red rope".

If so, it will involve the origin of wooden beads.

That was his sustenance, and he had no intention of sharing it with others.

"Are you still free?" Xun Musheng asked again, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Wen Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally guilt prevailed, "Where is it? I don't have to work overtime tonight, I'll go after get off work."

Xun Musheng smiled: "I'll pick you up."

"Need not."

"By the way. By the way..." Xun Musheng said again: "Do you like grapefruit?"

Wen Yun was startled, thinking of the five grapefruits he just bought at noon.

"Someone from my side sent a box. If you like it, I will give you half of it tonight."

"No need." Wen Yun thought: I have.

After hanging up the phone, Xun Musheng was in a good mood. He enlarged the photo sent by Xu Cheng, stared at it for a few minutes, and said to himself, "Why not? You're welcome."

Liu Cun stipulated that the submission time for the planning case was tomorrow, and everyone had their own thoughts, and they were all ready to submit it under the dead line, to show that they were indifferent to fame and fortune, and did not want to take the opportunity to take the lead.

Only Wen Yun printed and bound it as soon as it was finished, and walked into the editor-in-chief's office in front of everyone.

There was a burst of laughter in the travel and food section.

"Teacher Wen is still hardworking. Before I started writing, Teacher Wen handed in the manuscript."

"How can we compare with Mr. Wen? Mr. Wen is the excellent reporter of the "Zhongcheng Times" of the year!"

"Yes, yes, he is still our future team leader!"

"Stop making trouble, learn from Teacher Wen, and try to hand in the manuscript after get off work!"

"Fuck, just pretend!"

Wen Yun naturally couldn't hear other people's comments, but Xu Cheng could hear them, coughed twice, and the messy voice immediately faded away.

Liu Cun put the case aside and stood up to fetch water.

Wen Yun originally thought that he would be as merciless as before, so he brought a notebook and a pen specially. Seeing that he didn't intend to read it immediately, he prepared to leave.

"I'll look at the case tomorrow, you call Li Xiao in, let's have a meeting." Liu Cun had a business-like attitude, but Wen Yun was a little surprised.

Li Xiao targeted him everywhere, Liu Cun asked him to help call Li Xiao, which was nothing.But the problem is "let's have a meeting."Li Xiao is the team leader of the fashion section, but he is only a member of the travel and food section, so it stands to reason that there is no reason to gather together for meetings.

"Go." Liu Cun raised his eyes, a little impatient.

Wen Yun came out of the editor's office and went straight to the fashion section. Almost everyone looked at him. When he stood in front of Li Xiao, someone couldn't help but shouted "I'm fuck".

Li Xiao was surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"Boss Liu called you." Wen Yun didn't want to say more, turned around after leaving a word, and walked into the editor-in-chief's office again instead of returning to his seat.

Colleagues who eat melons expressed their incomprehension.

And Li Xiao was even more surprised when Liu Cun finished talking about the work arrangement: "What? I will cooperate with him?"

Wen Yun felt a headache all afternoon.

The advertising department received a big order - the autumn and winter promotion of Shengxi Plaza.Li Xiao's fashion section is definitely the main force of operation, but it also needs to cooperate with other sections.

In the first round of promotion, Liu Cun clicked on the travel food section.

Li Xiao was dissatisfied: "Wen Yun is not the person in charge of the travel food section!"

Liu Cun crossed his fingers and smiled meaningfully: "Li Xiao, just take care of your own team."

Not long after, the entire new media department knew that Wen Yun had become the "acting team leader" appointed by Liu Cun, and gossip was rampant in various WeChat groups.

Wen Yun didn't have time to pay attention to others. Compared with gossip, the meeting with Xun Musheng at night made him more disturbed.

When it was almost 6 o'clock, the colleague who was out of the field came back and said that a luxury car was parked outside.

This is not a rare thing, but my colleague said again—the owner of the luxury car bought all the two baskets of grapefruits from the old farmer downstairs.

Wen Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Xu Cheng walked to the window to have a look, smiled and shook his head.