Ch118.2 - Reporting for Duty (1/2)
“I’ll apply for an office this afternoon.”
During lunch, Lin Ze used his card to get food for Situ Ye and Yu Hao. Yu Hao was stunned when he saw the prices in the canteen — braised meat for 1.20, sauteed broccoli with fungus for 80 cents, braised fish for 1.20, and the rice was free flow!
Yu Hao, “This canteen……”
“It tastes so bad.” Situ Ye steeped his rice in soup gloomily.
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“Just make do with it, you’ll only have to eat here a few times.” Lin Ze said, “Once we’ve applied for an office we won’t get to eat at this canteen anymore. Yu Hao do you know how to cook?”
Yu Hao, “I do……a little. I learnt from Zhou Sheng.”
“He must have felt really helpless when you came to Beijing ba.” Lin Ze said.
Yu Hao answered, “It’s still okay, he’ll fly over every weekend to visit me.”
Lin Ze and Situ Ye nodded. Lin Ze said, “Our team only has me right now since they won’t give Xiao Ye a position, and the office hasn’t been applied for yet. They said that it would be difficult to process unless the group recruits more people.”
“What about the one who was doing an interview with you?” Yu Hao asked.
“He’s an author.” Situ Ye said, “The legendary coal boss committed murder. He came to help us temporarily, but got bitten by a dog the last time and went back to Chongqing for an injection.”
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Yu Hao, “……”
Lin Ze said, “Pass your form to me after filling it out in the afternoon. I’ll go process it, and hopefully it’ll work out this time.”
Yu Hao, “So……we won’t be working here all the time, right?”
“Reporters aren’t with the editors.” Situ Ye said, “It’s too noisy, and so chaotic.”
Yu Hao thought, that’s good then, this newspaper office was really in too much of a mess. Lin Ze said, “There are a lot of youngsters here. The teachers’ offices are all very quiet. Reporters have their own offices too……”
Situ Ye said, “The editorial office is still better though. Sitting in the reporters’ office for a day can smoke me straight into a piece of bacon.”
“Light an incense stick at Yonghe Palace in the afternoon.” Lin Ze said to Situ Ye, “Pray for blessings that our office application will definitely get approved this time.”
Situ Ye said helplessly, “Fine, fuck.”
Yu Hao, “……”
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Yu Hao thought, this really is a strange place, and no one seemed surprised at his appearance. They asked him to eat cookies with them and even asked him to get some hot water for them as if it were natural. The girl beside him and the editor in front were playing ‘poem sequence’, and the two editors behind were playing Ludo.
A fat middle-aged man came. He put his bag down and said affably to Yu Hao, “Yu Hao?”
Yu Hao nodded, then got up to shake hands with him. He wondered if this was the teacher who was supposed to guide him.
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The middle-aged man smiled, “Hello hello.”
Yu Hao, “Hello hello.”
Middle-aged man, “Could you lend me this desk for a while?”
“No.” Yu Hao said expressionlessly.
Both sides fell into an awkward silence for a short moment. The middle-aged man walked away again,started wandering around everywhere, and got rejected by editors everywhere.
“Do you guys lack that many workstations?” Yu Hao asked the girl beside him.
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“Because that desk of yours used to be for reporters who wanted to revise their manuscripts at the last minute.” The girl said to Yu Hao while eating melon seeds, “Now they’ve been moved to the side with the toilet, so of course they’re all unhappy.”
“Place your stuff on it.” Another editor taught him, “Put some hidden weapons on your chair, then no one will come and take your seat.”
“Annoying.” Another editor said, “Plonk your ass down on it for a few hours, and you’ll be too lazy to get up.”
Yu Hao was utterly speechless now. He texted Zhou Sheng for a short while in the afternoon. Zhou Sheng had already boarded the plane on the other side and was ready to go to Guangzhou. He tidied himself up to look a lot more energetic now, and as an assistant, he carried himself even better than the boss who was taking him there.
【Everyone says your custom-made suit looks good.】
It seems like Zhou Sheng had fully gotten accustomed to playing the role of the successor to his company.
Yu Hao smiled as he looked at the selfie he took. Just one glance at Zhou Sheng and all of his fatigue today was swept away; he felt all energetic again like he had just come back from the dead. While Yu Hao filled out his form, he chatted idly for a bit. Lin Ze came over to take away his work form and ID card to photocopy them.
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