"Sing Tao Daily", President's Office---

Zhuang Wenjie and Su Dingxian stood face to face.

Zhuang Wenjie said: "Welcome, reporter Su!" He stretched out his hand.

Mr. Zhuang's proactive show of kindness made Mr. Zhuang's Watermelon head Aquan, who followed him, a little surprised. When did Mr. Zhuang become so polite?

Su Dingxian reached out and shook Zhuang Wenjie gently. He felt that Zhuang Wenjie's hands were very soft, like a girl. He couldn't help but sigh that a rich family is a rich family, and his hands were not touched by the spring water and he had never experienced any hardship.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I don't seem to agree to be your reporter."

"Is that so? Since you don't want to, why should you come here?"

"I came here to know, Mr. Zhuang, how sincere do you have?"

"Sincerity? Uh, I'm full of sincerity! By the way, have you seen this?" Zhuang Wenjie turned around and handed Su Dingxian a newspaper on his desk.

Su Dingxian glanced at him and Shisanlang of Nanhai.

After reading it, Su Dingxian smiled: "Mr. Zhuang is a good method, it seems that the sales of this newspaper must be very good!"

Zhuang Wenjie looked proud: "How is it, are you interested in joining?"

Su Dingxian smiled and folded the newspaper and returned it to Zhuang Wenjie. "If you agree to me and give me such a position just because I became the protagonist of your making news, then I would refuse!"

"Uh, you refuse?" Zhuang Wenjie was stunned for a moment, but immediately smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot, this is what you literati call a character... But I seem to remember that you came to me to apply for a job in addition to submissions! But now you pretend to be aloof. Isn't it too boring?"

"Mr. Zhuang thinks it's boring for me to do this? That's good, I won't disturb you anymore. See you again!" Su Dingxian turned around and was about to leave.

When Zhuang Wenjie saw it, he became anxious and hurriedly said, "Stay!"

Su Dingxian turned around: "What are you doing?"

Zhuang Wenjie was stunned for a long time and sighed, "To be honest, can you let me win once?"

Su Dingxian smiled and looked at Zhuang Wenjie.

Zhuang Wenjie spread his hands with a sincere look on his face: "Please, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, okay? I know, you don't want to lose this job, otherwise you wouldn't have tried every means to see me!"

Su Dingxian still smiled.

Zhuang Wenjie said again: "Okay, I admit that I lost, I can't beat you! That's right, our newspaper does need you very much now, because you, Su Dingxian, are already famous and have the title of reporter of our newspaper!"

Su Dingxian: "What you mean is that the situation is changing now. I begged you to take it in before, but now, you begged me to stay?"

Zhuang Wenjie rolled his eyes, "Although I don't want to admit it, it's the truth."

Zhuang Wenjie is a smart person. He knows that Su Dingxian is not an ordinary little ant. From his actions just now, he can see that he is definitely prepared.

Even Zhuang Wenjie suspected that before coming here, Su Dingxianye had seen the newspaper and grasped the current situation, otherwise his attitude would not have been so firm and determined.

"Okay, since the situation has been clear, you will have the conditions. How can you be willing to be a reporter here?" Zhuang Wenjie asked directly if he was unwilling to beat around the bush.

Su Dingxian was not polite either. "Working workers are of course paying and benefits first when working for people!"

Zhuang Wenjie smiled, "I thought you had any requirements, but it turned out that it was just these - for our reporter, the monthly salary is 280 yuan, one day off a week, and there are red envelopes during the holidays, how about it?"

Su Dingxian smiled, then raised three fingers and said, "Forget red envelopes, benefits, etc., I only ask for the monthly salary!"

Zhuang Wenjie was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Is it three hundred? No problem! I can give you a 20-year salary increase!"

Su Dingxian smiled, "Sorry, Mr. Zhuang, you made a mistake. It's not three hundred, but three thousand! Of course, if Mr. Zhuang, you think it's less, you can add some more to me, I have no objection!"

"Cough cough cough!" Zhuang Wenjie coughed violently, then pointed to Su Dingxian and said, "Did I hear it wrong? Although 3,000 yuan is only a small amount for me, why do you get 3,000 a month? You know, a university professor's monthly salary is only 400 yuan, and the editor-in-chief of our newspaper's monthly salary is only 570 yuan! And you are so arrogant that you will have to ask for 3,000 yuan as soon as you speak? Are you sick or did I hear it wrong?"

Su Ding was calm and composed: "You heard it right! Three thousand, no one child can be left!"

"Why?"

"My name is Su Dingxian! I am the male protagonist in your news now!" Su Dingxian said confidently, "You can fire me directly after using it, but the salary this month must be paid!"

Zhuang Wenjie was stunned for a moment. Indeed, he had this plan - first hire Su Dingxian and give him a salary of 280 yuan a month. When he squeezed out his surplus value, he would fire him directly.

But now---

Su Dingxian directly asked for a price of "three thousand"!

Sanqian seems to be quite large in this era. After all, an ordinary Hong Kong person’s salary is only one or two hundred yuan a month, but for Zhuang Wenjie, who often spends a lot of money, it is a drizzle and nothing is it.

But the problem is that Zhuang Wenjie's IQ was insulted, and to be precise, it was crushed.

Zhuang Wenjie never admits that he is calculating others, but he is always calculating others. So when he was told, he immediately said to Su Dingxian: "Is it three thousand? OK! No problem! But I also want to see if you have such ability!"

Su Dingxian smiled: "What are you going to do?"

Zhuang Wenjie did not answer, but turned his head to look at Xigua Tou A Quan and said, "A Quan, did those bad guys beat you yesterday?"

A Quan was not yet at this time when the young master was still caring about him so much, and immediately said: "It hurts so much, young master! Those people are almost beaten me into a pig's head!"

Zhuang Wenjie glanced at A Quan and found that A Quan "what he said was not false". No matter how he looked at it at this moment, he was still very pig-headed and had a blue nose and a swollen face.

"Don't worry, A Quan, I will help you get justice! In addition, I, Zhuang Wenjie, are not an ordinary person. Those people dare to mess with me, so I want them to take care of them in the end!"

After saying these harsh words, Zhuang Wenjie turned to look at Su Dingxian and said, "You have heard too--if you can help me get back my face, no matter what conditions you give, I will accept you!"

Su Dingxian scratched his eyebrows with his left finger, then looked at Zhuang Wenjie, and smiled slightly and said, "Well---no problem!"

...

Su Dingxian is gone.

Only Zhuang Wenjie and A Quan were left in the office.

A Quan held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't help saying, "Young Master, I don't know whether I should say it or not?"

Zhuang Wenjie slammed the folding fan and laughed, "You dog slave, please let go of your farts! You are still chewing words with me!"

A Quan pretended to be serious and said, "That's right, young master! No matter how I look at it, I think Su Dingxian has a bad head and a bad eye, a scathing eyebrow... Especially this person is unfathomable and likes to plot against others!"

When A Quan felt angry and chilled when he remembered that he was plotted by Su Dingxian last time.

Zhuang Wenjie was impatient and frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that Su Dingxian was smiling just now, and he was full of bad water. I don't know who he was calculating? Also, he had ulterior motives. The reason why he joined our newspaper was not for the 3,000 yuan a month!"

"Oh, then tell me, what is he for?"

"This..." A Quan grabbed his head and couldn't say it.

Zhuang Wenjie snorted coldly and said, "So what if he has ambition? An unknown junior with no background and no qualifications wants to leap at the dragon gate and climb to the dragon court, then he must consider whether he has enough weight!"

A Quan: "..."

Stop saying a word.

Zhuang Wenjie looked out the window with deep eyes again, "What's more, the problem I asked him this time is not something that ordinary people can solve - don't say that Du Fengxian is a famous lawyer in Hong Kong, and his brother-in-law Yan Xiong is one of the four major inquisitions!"

"Stop talking about me with such a lineup. Even if our old man comes forward personally, he may not be able to help me get justice, let alone Su Dingxian?!" Zhuang Wenjie's tone was full of contempt.

A Quan was happy, "I understand, Master, it turns out you are playing with this guy!"

Zhuang Wenjie smiled, smiling evilly, "I'm not playing with him, I'm going to kill him!"

A Quan: “…?!”

"He asked for it by himself to dare to bargain with me!" Zhuang Wenjie looked resentful.

After saying that, Zhuang Wenjie turned his head and stared at A Quan again, knocked his shoulders with a folding fan in his hand, and said earnestly: "Remember, read more books, so that you will know what 'killing someone with a knife' means!"
Chapter completed!