"Everyone, it's a bit early to go for dinner now," Qu Changguo looked at his watch, "Let's do it, it's out in 30 minutes, it's still the old place. Everyone volunteers. Those who need to accompany their daughter-in-law to see the children can not participate. Of course, if you want to bring the main and secondary mates, we won't stop them."

"Changguo, please arrange the dinner tonight. I still have something to do. Remember, I must leave me some sober soldiers. If there is an emergency in the evening and no soldiers are available, I will ask you." Yu Chongming found a reason and left.

"I won't go anymore, you guys have fun." Chen Lu also pushed it off.

Qu Changguo knew in his heart that Yu Chongming was worried about not attending the dinner. The newspaper always had strict regulations on the supervisors to attend the dinner. For those who were cautious like him, it was insurance only if they didn't participate. Chen Lu was not shy about such occasions, but she knew the routines of these reporters too much - they could have less food and enough wine! This was really not easy for her, a young woman in Jiangnan.

Everything was arranged, and Qu Changguo called Xiangbei to the office.

"How about it, have you worked hard these days?"

Xiangbei understood that this is a small summary conversation.

"What's the hard work? Haven't we experienced all the harder and more tiring work over the years?"

"That's true. We are really destined to be with this Luohe Village. Do you still have the impression that we have been to this Luohe Village before?" Qu Changguo said.

"After you said that, I remembered that I once interviewed rural e-commerce and went there." Xiangbei suddenly realized that no wonder he felt familiar with Luohe Village for the first time, "It seems like three or four years ago?"

"That's right, in 2o11, I remember it was summer. E-commerce had just emerged, and the villagers put the cherries, peaches and walnuts they planted on the Internet. E-commerce in the whole village seems nothing now, but it was the only one in the entire Beijiang Province at that time! After that manuscript, Luohe Village suddenly became popular and became a nationally famous e-commerce village." Qu Changguo sighed, "That interview left a deep impression on me. Chinese people are smart, and as long as they are diligent, they really have a bright future."

"Yes, I remember that our manuscript won the second prize of the Beijiang Provincial News Award that year."

"Well. So, Luohe Village is really our blessed land. As of now, the report is so effective this time, it should be no problem for you to win an award in the province. This time, with this east wind, I will build more momentum for you in the society and help you further."

Speaking of "blessed land", Xiangbei suddenly remembered that the rural e-commerce manuscript that year established Qu Changguo's status in the newspaper. Soon, he was promoted to deputy editor-in-chief. No wonder he remembered the situation so clearly at that time.

"Leader, when it comes to the case of Luohe Village this time, I think there are many doubts and there are still many problems that cannot be explained clearly. You can dig deeper, and maybe it will be another big news." Xiangbei's mind was still this interview.

"Oh? For example?" Qu Changguo seemed very interested in his doubts.

"The project process, written materials, and villagers' reactions... are all very strange, especially the villagers, who seem to be deliberately hiding something."

"Daxiang," Qu Changguo stood up from his seat, suppressed his voice, and his expression was solemn, "I am just a deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and I don't have the word "in-charge". So, I don't have the right to decide on your ideas. After all, there are still a bunch of leaders who can make decisions on it. We are good brothers, and what I said is just personal advice. What you said is not something that reporters should take care of. If we have to find out everything, why do we need the police? Why do we need other departments?"

Qu Changguo's words surprised Xiangbei. Although he often talked about the word "brother", he still felt uncomfortable when he said this.

But no matter whether it is right or wrong, after listening to Qu Changguo's words, Xiangbei was speechless. Could it be that he had lost his ability to judge?

Four Seasons Barbecue is less than two kilometers away from Beijiang Evening News, and it takes only ten minutes to walk.

Come out from Beijiang Evening News, walk through a four-lane road in both directions, and then bypass the Hedong City Gymnasium. Walk a few hundred meters along the north-south Minsheng Street. You can see a snack street. There are local barbecue in Hedong and Sichuan restaurants, Northeast restaurants, and Shandong restaurants scattered in it.

Among them, a vertical LED display is particularly eye-catching, with four words flashing on it: Four Seasons Barbecue, and there is a row of small words next to it: freshly cut mutton, various stir-fry dishes.

Barbecue is a business card in Hedong. Every summer night, dozens of barbecue restaurants on Minsheng Street are busy. Rows of ovens stand on the street, one or two meters short and four or five meters long, and are spliced ​​together to build a black city wall. On the "city wall" are skewers of mutton, pine bars, chicken wings, and leeks... There is thick smoke in the "city wall", and the white smoke continues to rise in the wind, flooding the old residential buildings on both sides, leaving only the light of the window.

At this time, the whole street was filled with the aroma of meat skewers full of chili flour and cumin powder. Diners were even more surprised that the hotter it was, the less they wanted to stay in the air-conditioned city. So, the store would set up rows of stools in front of the door and put a short table, which became a great place for diners to eat shirtlessly and toast to drink.

From a distance, the street was filled with noise, hawking sounds, wine, meat, and fireworks intertwined, and it looked like a night view of the city!

Among the many barbecue restaurants on Minsheng Street, if you want to win the Internet celebrity award, the four-season barbecue must be among the top three. It’s strange that whether it’s skewers or stir-frying, the four-season barbecue is not the best taste, but the diners are full every night. Maybe it’s because of its good business, or maybe it’s because of herd mentality. The more full the seats are, the more guests are visiting. On the contrary, the barbecue restaurants that are deserted are even more deserted.

Since when, the Four Seasons Barbecue has become a "stronghold" for the Beijiang Evening News reporters to have dinner together. Anyone who wins any award, a big manuscript, or has a happy event for getting married and having children at home will gather here. Eating skewers is the second choice. What you need is the pleasure of drinking a large glass of beer in one go.

Of course, in most cases, this type of dinner party is limited to those front-line reporters who are tired of "moving bricks". If there is a leader participating, you have to consider the atmosphere and level. At least you can get a seat number from the seat.

At half past six, everyone had already gathered for the Four Seasons Barbecue.

Barbecue is usually in summer, otherwise since this store is called "Four Seasons", it will naturally open doors to accommodate customers nowadays.

Because it is winter, it is natural that you cannot have dinner outdoors. Qu Changguo booked a private room in advance, which can accommodate more than ten people. Including Xiangbei, Luo Fangyi, and Qu Changguo, there were exactly twelve people coming to dinner.

These people are roughly in these types of situations: they love to be lively, have no children, have late joining the club, and are single. Perhaps only these types of people will always be full of energy and passion for dinner (actually they are fighting for drinking until eleven or two o'clock in the middle of the night).

Once you have a child, once you enter the greasy middle-aged age, the dinner will be another style: if you have children, you will leave early, and the greasy man sits together, eats a glass of beer, and starts talking about life. If there is a opposite sex to accompany you, she doesn't need to be radiant or say anything. Just look at and listen with admiration, and these men can talk until the second half of the night. Then everyone goes to kTV to order songs, and they order songs like "Don't cry with friends" and "Silent Ending".

Although Qu Changguo said this was a dinner between brothers and the seats were not divided into primary and secondary, the reporters who were immersed in various occasions every day naturally understood the importance of rules. Everyone agreed that Qu Changguo should sit in the main position and sit in the deputy main position to the north.

However, Qu Changguo thought he was the master, not the guest, and insisted on sitting in the master's position, so the guest of the master was postponed to Xiangbei.

On the menu, everyone ordered everything like Jintobata and so on, served a few cold dishes, and the finale was a box of white wine brought by Qu Changguo.

This time there were 12 people, including 8 boys.

"Waiter, make up for eight strings of big waists, and give me some extra supplements to my brothers." Qu Changguo joked, and deliberately read the big waist as big waists.

"Mr. Qu, you didn't count yourself." A male reporter also joked.

"Forget it. At my age, I have basically bid farewell to my big waist. You are young, so you can make up for it well, and your family and career are both good."

At the beginning of the dinner, Qu Changguo first commented on Luohe Village's report, praised the northward life and the young Luo Fangyi for being terrifying. Then he brought three glasses of wine.

The first cup is welcome; welcome to the north and Luo Fangyi triumphantly. The second cup is congratulations; congratulations on their reports have a significant impact. The third cup is friendship; the brothers here are all his brothers of Qu Changguo. In the future, everyone works together to achieve great success.

The whole person toasted his glass is very official. This is the tradition of Beijiang Province.

After three glasses of white wine, alcohol enters the brain through blood circulation. Everyone quickly becomes in a state of state. They talk about each other and start chatting.

"Xiangbei, it doesn't matter whether others come or not. I have to come! You and Luo Fangyi have made contributions and hard work. I have to comfort you!" Qu Changguo and Xiangbei's seats were close to each other, and the two lowered their heads and whispered.

Xiangbei felt that Qu Changguo was a little drunk and spoke as he wanted. However, he could not be careless, no matter how much he drank, he had to be nervous: "Thank you, leader, hehe, if you have to say hard work, there is indeed a lot of trouble ahead. But if you want to say credit, the editor-in-chief's office will definitely be the first."

"Oh... let's not talk about work today, we won't talk about work!" Qu Changguo shook his hand and said.

"Okay! Don't talk about work..."

Qu Changguo continued: "By the way, if you are not here in the past few days, the personnel inside the reporter have also changed..."

"What changes?" Xiangbei asked.

"Old Chen resigned..."

"Old Chen? He is an old reporter. He has been in the club for more than ten years, and it is earlier than you. Why did you leave?!" Xiangbei was surprised.

"Old reporter? Xiangbei, maybe we are in different positions now, and we have different feelings about the word "old". In my opinion, the word "old" seems to be a kind of honorific title, but in fact it is an embarrassment of being tasteless and abandoned." Qu Changguo felt it.

"Oh?" Xiangbei was confused and embarrassed? If he remembered correctly, Qu Changguo often called himself "old journalist" and "old comrade" in the past two years. It turned out that this was a derogatory term?

However, he also knew very well that being at 40 is a hurdle. Not only did he reach a greasy risk period, but he also felt a sense of career crisis. For reporters, it was very embarrassing to be at this age.

Generally speaking, a newcomer who joins in his twenties and enters the golden period of his career after three years of joining the company. At this time, his motivation and inspiration are the most in line. Even in the annual assessment ranking, those young people are always at the top.

In gender relations, new people are always better than old people, and the same is true in the workplace. This seems to be a common law in the animal world. In the journalist world, forty years old is considered to have entered old age: leaders do not like them, and they are unwilling to do it. If even the path to promotion is blocked, it is tantamount to retire early.

"You also know Lao Chen's personality and is a good at working. There is nothing to say. Almost every year, news works can win awards in the group or province. But they have never handled this interpersonal relationship well and have less to go with everyone. You say it's fine if you walk less with your colleagues, but you don't walk much with your leader. You say, how can this be done?! And... he has the little temper of a literati and is arrogant! Over the years... the leader has never liked him, but he thinks he is a talent, so he has always adhered to one principle: use you but not promote you! Lao Chen is also older, in his forties, and has no choice but to resign and go to a department head for a small company."

"Oh... it's a pity." Xiangbei couldn't help but tremble.

Among the reporters, Lao Chen is a well-known "old ox". He works diligently and works hard. He is still single in his forties and devotes all his enthusiasm to his work. But he also has fatal shortcomings: he is not good at expressing and communicating. His colleagues joke with him, and he often smiles.

It’s strange that such a taciturn person has some "amazing" works from time to time, and has won national and Beijiang Province news awards many times. When Xiang Beiting started working, he received guidance and care from Lao Chen and was deeply impressed by his professionalism and personal charm.

"So, this really corresponds to the saying, "Children who can cry have milk." Look at those children, crying and making trouble, parents will care about it, give snacks and milk. On the other hand, parents feel that those honest children are worry-free, but they often don't get any benefits."

"Yes, those who suffer losses are often honest people! Especially in the workplace, you must not only be able to work hard, but also be able to do cleverly. Even for a very simple task, you must show how difficult it is. You must often complain to your leaders. Finally, after overcoming all difficulties, you finally complete the task successfully. Then prepare your work photos and write a work summary. Haha, leader, is this a routine?" A reporter interjected.

"You boy, you have something to say." Qu Changguo pointed at the other party and said with a smile, "It seems that you have any objections to the editor-in-chief's office?"

"Hehe, I dare not." The reporter quickly added, "I am summarizing my words. Qu Yuan’s brothers are caring. We don’t have any opinions about any leader. Everyone says right?"

"Yes, let's follow General Director Qu." Everyone agreed.

"Don't talk nonsense," Qu Changguo raised his cup and shook his hand. "You can't say anything you don't talk about politics. I understand the feelings of the brothers, just keep them in your stomach. Everyone's affairs will be mine in the future. Come, let's cheer."

Qu Changguo happily drank the wine in his glass.

Everyone killed them as well.

It has the momentum of a charity in the martial arts world.

"Little Luo, you performed well this time and it's a big plus for your internship." Qu Changguo turned the topic to Luo Fangyi.

Luo Fangyi was slightly drunk, her face was pale and red, her eyes were a little blurred, and she looked a little more admirable and cute.

"Thank you, Mr. Qu, the train runs fast, all thanks to the leader's leadership. Uh, no! All thanks to the locomotive." Luo Fangyi still had the same funny style as usual.

"This girl is not only smart, but also a living treasure. I was in Luohe Village for the past or two weeks, and I was lonely and cold. It was all thanks to Xiao Luo to relieve my loneliness." Xiangbei said.

"Brother Xiang, tell me how to dispense for you? Let's demonstrate it to us, haha." The male colleague next to him followed suit and cheered.

"Come on, I have wine and tell your story..."

Everyone turned on the cheering mode. Seeing that the atmosphere of the wine party was about to go astray.

"You boy, it turns out that the exit is dirty. No wonder everyone said that they were on a business trip with you and the car turned yellow." Xiangbei realized that he had said the wrong thing and made jokes. "Don't defile your dirty souls our beautiful intern reporters, people are still simple girls."

Alas, even the master is like this... These reporters usually seem hypocritical, but they talk endlessly when talking about jokes, one by one. Luo Fangyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "There is no absolute seriousness in this world? Even CCTV's internal Spring Festival Gala is also a variety of shocking programs?"

"This is not a car to go to kindergarten, I want to get off!" Luo Fangyi also threw out popular memes online to resolve the embarrassment.

"Okay, everyone can make up some good deeds." Seeing that the conversation was about to turn into the accident scene, Qu Changguo urgently stopped, "Little Luo, how much wine is there?"

Qu Changguo Yu Guang glanced at the counter opposite, which contained various beer and liquor that had been dismantled. He wanted to test the former college student how much he knew about the routine of the bar.

"Okay." Luo Fangyixun moved his steps and counted the boxes on the counter. "Mr. Qu, there are still half a bottle of white wine left and six bottles of beer left."

"Then how much have we drunk? Make everyone accurate. At this moment, you are the accountant." Qu Changguo asked.

"We are 12 people, 8 of them drink liquor, 4 people drink beer, and three bottles of liquor are less than half a pound of each person, and 14 bottles of beer are more than three bottles per person."

"No, no, the strength is too bad. Among you, there must be some lazy people. Fill the remaining wines one by one, and I will stop to stop." Qu Changguo played the role of referee.

"Leader, this is a high wine, half a pound." A reporter "protested".
To be continued...