lerbook Chapter 7 The Lady with the Surname Lin
Chapter 7 The Lady with the Surname Lin
Chapter 7 The Lady with the Surname Lin
At Jiangnan Morning Post, proofreading and editing is a typical night shift job, usually from 4 p.m. to 1 a.m.
Although the rules and regulations require you to leave work on time, in most cases, there's nothing urgent to do after 10 pm, so you can slack off and wait to go home and finish your work.
Overall, I have a relatively free time.
Of course, it's also common to work overtime until 3 or 4 a.m. when there is major news or breaking news.
In Yu Huan's batch, there were 12 newly hired reviewers, none of whom had formal employment status.
However, as a formal employee, the job is relatively stable; as long as the newspaper doesn't go bankrupt, you can continue working there.
You won't encounter a situation where you are suddenly transferred to society as a talented individual.
Yu Huan was on her way to work in the afternoon when she saw a little guy wearing a dark brown cotton-padded jacket rushing towards her from outside, clutching a stack of documents and with his head down.
"Chen Yaoyao!"
Yu Huan greeted him as usual.
The other person heard someone call their name and immediately looked up.
The thick-rimmed glasses were eye-catching.
Her cheeks were chubby.
She's a chubby girl.
Yu Huan's breath hitched.
Great!
At this point in time, they should not have known each other.
At this time, Chen Yaoyao was still an assistant reporter, but after a while, she would become his colleague in the same department, or even his little follower.
Before his rebirth, this was Deputy Director Yu's only trusted subordinate at the newspaper.
"you are?"
Chen Yaoyao looked up and glanced at him.
His eyes widened.
He glanced at it again and again...
Especially the left leg with the cast on.
Yu Huan, leaning on a cane, took out his other hand from his pocket and extended it towards her: "I am Yu Huan from the editorial department."
"Oh—um—you, the reviewer who received the commendation for bravery!"
Chen Yaoyao stared at Yu Huan's slender fingers and seemed a little embarrassed. She nodded her chin a few times, but in the end, she didn't shake hands with him. She lowered her head and walked past Yu Huan straight inside.
However, before pushing open the glass door, she turned around and called out, "I'm from the reporters' department."
After saying that, his legs took off like wheels of fire.
We all know your name, so of course we know you're from the reporters' department.
Yu Huan couldn't help but mutter a curse to himself.
He leaned on his cane and slowly entered the elevator, taking one step at a time, and went up to the third floor.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, the warm air from the central air conditioning hit us, and the lights were as bright as day.
Upon arriving at the editorial office, an acquaintance teased him, "Hey, Yu Huan! Instead of resting at home, you came to see us with a limp!"
These words were spoken amidst the occasional sound of keyboard typing and some hushed conversations.
Yu Huan looked at the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and said with a smile, "Yes, Brother Zhang, I've missed you quite a bit since I last saw you more than ten days ago."
"Go to hell!" Brother Zhang suddenly leaned closer and teased in a low voice, "Why are you dressed up so smartly? The editorial department is full of women! To be honest, the girls who came with you aren't pretty either."
"Tangkemen" is a classic Changsha dialect term meaning married women.
Yu Huan glanced around the cramped yet orderly cubicles and laughed, "You'd better not let these ladies hear you say that."
“You also call your wives,” Brother Zhang patted Yu Huan’s arm, “I’m not going to talk to you anymore, I’m busy.”
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded.
He suddenly caught sight of 'Sister Li' holding a cup.
The cup was steaming, it must have been filled with freshly poured water.
Sister Li must have overheard their conversation, which they hadn't been consciously trying to keep quiet. She rolled her eyes and said, "What do you mean, 'coming to see us'? Yu Huan is here to work."
This woman and Yu Huan were both hired as reviewers in the same batch. Her office was right next to his. Because of her mature appearance and clothing, everyone often jokingly called her Sister Li.
"Is this young man really that ambitious?" someone shouted from a nearby cubicle.
Brother Zhang kept walking, but turned around and joked, "He's ambitious and he even saved the company's top leader. What will he be like in the future!"
Yu Huan laughed it off.
Jiangnan Morning Post is a large comprehensive metropolitan newspaper, mainly targeting urban residents in Hunan Province. It focuses on international and domestic social news, sports, law, and science and technology.
A proofreader is someone who proofreads and modifies manuscripts within a newspaper.
The so-called review process cannot be done by skimming; it requires reading word by word and sentence by sentence to ensure the standardization of the content and the direction of the propaganda. It also requires strict control over typos, illogical points, and grammatical errors to ensure accuracy.
At the same time, it is necessary to properly format the text and standardize the format, write review comments, and communicate and collaborate with the editorial and journalist departments.
Working day and night, staying up late every day, can easily lead to hair loss if you do this for a long time.
Of course, as a resident of Xingcheng, working until 1 a.m. is perfectly acceptable.
Because no matter what time it is at night, as long as you step out of the Zaobao building, you can get hot and delicious food.
In this city that never sleeps, every middle-aged person with goji berries in their thermos probably suffered from anosmia when they were young and had a rich history of playing from dawn till dusk.
The editorial department has six cubicles. Apart from the director's office, which has a large desk and a tea table, the other cubicles are small cubicles that correspond to different functions: planning, news gathering, editing, typesetting, and proofreading.
Proofreading is the final step before official printing. In the editorial department on the third floor, the proofreaders' cubicles are located in the far corner.
Yu Huan went to the director's office for a quick look, but it was dark and Old Lin wasn't there.
Back at my workstation, I finished before 10 p.m. and then expertly brought up the Windows built-in game, Spider Solitaire.
To kill time aimlessly.
Start fishing.
The reviewers each had their own hobbies in their spare time. The young people who had just started their jobs were still cautious and dared not go too far for fear of being caught by the deputy director.
Those veterans with permanent positions and years of experience are different; they sit facing south and can have a panoramic view of the entire situation.
Some watch TV shows, others play pinball, some play mahjong on their computers, some study stock charts, and some research horse racing—each one more leisurely than the last.
They publish several newspapers a day and support several thousand people; their influence is too great to control.
This is the current state of newspapers.
Ninety-nine percent of newspapers' print media market share was lost in the wave of rapid development of new media.
Including Jiangnan Morning Post.
First of all, the direction of development was skewed by Yu Huan's mortal enemy from before his rebirth.
As Yu Huan was pondering this absentmindedly, the internal phone next to her suddenly rang.
He thought it was an editor on the night shift contacting him to check the layout, but after answering, he realized it was the front desk calling.
"This is the front desk. Are you Yu Huan from the editorial department? A lady surnamed Lin is looking for you."
Last name Lin...
Miss?
"Huh?" Yu Huan thought for a moment, then said in great surprise, "Yes, I am Yu Huan. What can I do for you, Ms. Lin?"
"They said they wanted you to come downstairs for a face-to-face meeting."
"Okay, please ask her to wait a moment."
(End of this chapter)