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Meng Xinyan thought that her name was just for confirmation. "It is Entertainment Express Weekly."

"Entertainment Courier? I remembered it. I also pushed their invitation before. Mom, why didn't you go back to "Famous"?"

"It's the same everywhere."

When I think of the propaganda director, Meng Xinyan is still difficult to open. When she pushes down the invitation, she must have her own plan. If it is just because of a job, she will let her go to do things she does not want to do. She is not worthy of being a mother. .

The thing that forced her to marry Xu Yizhi was out of frustration, and that kind of thing would not happen again for the second time.

I realized that my mother seemed to have something to worry about. "Mom, you must tell me if you have any difficulties."

Meng Xinyan gently nodded, her daughter is really sensible now, she must also strive to become stronger, expose the true face of that woman...

"What? You are not very capable? How can you not even have a day?"

"Director, sorry, I have not been able to complete the task, you can rest assured, I will go to the editor-in-chief to resign."

The director of the propaganda director is full of ridicule. The editor-in-chief of the former "Fashion" is just like this. Even a small star can't make it. "This is not because I forced you to go, but because you are weak, take the initiative to resign, remember Already?"

"Well, I know." Meng Xinyan colded her face, turned her face blankly and walked out, holding her resignation and knocking on the editor's office door.

The eyes of all people are full of indifference, after all, the reality is cruel.

"Hey."

"Please come in." When the beauty editor-in-chief saw Meng Xinyan, he smiled at a flower on his face. He also received a phone call from the coffin agent. He did not expect that she would come when she hangs up.

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"Heart Yan sister, I did not expect you to be hidden! It is no wonder that I was able to do the editor of "Fashion" at the beginning, this time you have made great achievements." Beauty Editor-in-Chief stood up excitedly and clasped Meng Xinyan's shoulder.

Meng Xinyan is a bit embarrassed, what is the merit? She is also preparing to resign! Is the editor-in-chief misunderstood something?

"The editor-in-chief, what happened?"

The beauty editor-in-chief smiled mysteriously. "Yesterday, I heard the person who said that the propaganda director asked you to ask for the coffin. The original is still wondering! How can this coffin accept the invitation now? I didn't expect to call today, let's go. And then, starting this month, your salary will double."

Meng Xinyan’s eyes flashed in surprise, how could the baby know? "Thank you for the editor-in-chief." The resignation in his hand was silently plugged back.

The editor-in-chief went out and took a few shots with excitement. "Everyone noticed that at 2 o'clock this afternoon, the coffin will come over and take a cover of our issue. Everyone is ready to go."

When the chief editor's figure left, everyone looked at Meng Xinyan's expression and became exaggerated.

The air seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds, and it was surrounded by an instant. It was like a swarm of bees. "Hey, sister, how did you get to the coffin? Is this too great?"

"Yes, give us a pass!"

"I really want to be the editor-in-chief of "Fashion"! This difficult thing can be done."

Meng Xinyan, who was surrounded by the middle, smiled bitterly, and she was not invited by her.

The propaganda director was on the phone, heard a loud noise outside, and opened the door with anger. "What do you do if you don't go to work?"

A small staff ran forward, "Director, Lingbi promised to take a cover of our issue."

The propaganda director’s eyes are slightly sloppy...