As time passed day by day, Ding Yi submitted his article to the newspaper, finally received good news as the director looked forward to him day and night, and was admitted.

While excited, Ding Yi became more and more worried about Ding Rongfa's journey to the north, and he always looked at the table in front of him and stared blankly.

Fortunately, I didn't have much time to waste it for her.

The reputation of the supply and marketing cooperative's smile service has been well known to everyone on the streets. As soon as this article was confirmed to be admitted, the editor-in-chief there directly sent a subordinate to the supply and marketing cooperative for interview.

After receiving the news, the director specially instructed Ding Yi to wear a uniform uniform and to show his best mental outlook.

"Xiao Ding, then you will follow me and help me."

"Oh." Ding Yi grinned and replied, hoping to leave the director half a step away. What a good opportunity to perform, maybe he could even get a beautiful photo to report.

In order to greet him with the best appearance, the director came to the unit early that day, looking here and there, and there was something wrong wherever he went, and he muttered endlessly.

Sister Chen's eyes were full of energy and wanted to show herself. She fixed her hair at the back with a hoop and stuck it on her scalp to look carefully. She found that there was still oil on it, which was shining in the sun.

Her uniform was flat with an iron, without any wrinkles. She was like pine and cypress, standing straight behind the counter.

Ding Yi gave a thumbs up, "Sister Chen, this."

Sister Chen laughed loudly, raised her head back, and suddenly reacted a few seconds later. This might wrinkle her clothes. She quickly stood up straight, walked around her shoulders and touched the collar of the back, and turned her back to Ding Yi, "Xiao Ding, help me see if the clothes are wrinkled?"

Ding Yi looked up and down, "Sister Chen, it's the same as the new clothes I just bought."

"Xiao Ding, come here." The director stood at the side door and waved at Ding Yi.

"Director, what are your instructions?"

"Xiao Ding, do you want everyone to stand in the yard and welcome the newspaper people together?"

Ding Yi frowned and said, "Welcome in line?"

"Yes, aren't we uniforms? The same clothes, the two teams are so majestic."

"Director, I don't think it's good." Ding Yi shook his head, his face full of disagreement.

Formalism, if you don’t do it well, it will be counterproductive.

The director pursed his lips and didn't respond. It could be seen that he was very moved by his proposal.

Seeing this, Ding Yi continued, "Director, only the staff working in the hall can have unified uniforms. Let everyone go out and line up to welcome them. Who will do the work in the hall? Who will sell things? Who will introduce things to customers?"

The company paid for everyone's uniforms. At first, the leaders opposed it. After the director's argument, everyone took a step back and only provided the work system for the salesperson.

As for others, they still wear what they usually wear.

After all, this saves a lot of money.

The director slapped his head and forgot about this.

I regret it, I shouldn't have let it go at that time.

"Hey, Director Liang did not agree to let the unit pay the money at that time."

Ding looked around and pretended that he hadn't heard it. Some words could be heard, some words could not be heard, and such complaints belong to the latter.

"Then this is not easy to deal with." The director murmured to himself, looking at the uniforms on everyone, thinking.

Ding Yi suddenly understood the meaning hidden in the director's eyes, "Director, the clothes are all based on their own sizes. If they want to leave, what are they wearing?"

"..." This is a problem.

The director looked at Ding Yi calmly, "What do you think?"

Ding Yi waved his hand and said distractedly, "It's just an ordinary staff member who came to a newspaper, and it's not their big leader, so there's no need to make those gimmicks."

The director glared at Ding Yi, "It's not what you said to promote it, it's solemn, and let everyone know our mental outlook?"

"..." Or is it my fault?

Ding Yi was speechless, "Director, we need to figure out why they came here? That's the point."

The director was silent.

Ding pointed at the hall with one hand, "We should work hard on this because we are serving the smile."

What lineups are welcome, it is completely out of the way, thankless, and people may think that the staff of the supply and marketing cooperative are superficial, salesmen are not like salesmen, and leaders are not like leaders.

The gain will not be worth the loss at that time.

"Director, you must not let others think that we are doing things with our mouths."

"How do you kid say something? What does it mean to do things with your mouth?" The director raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes. Is there anyone who belittled his unit so much?

Ding put his hand beside his mouth, his five fingers opened and closed, "Blow."

"What are you blowing?"

"Brave." Ding raised his eyebrows, "Brave with his mouth."

"Hey, I'll say you Xiao Ding..."

"Director, it's better to do more practical things to let others see our new look and image."

The director blew his beard and stared at him for a moment, "You go outside and wait for others later."

"Director, didn't you let me leave you half a step?"

"..." The director was so angry. No wonder everyone said that Xiao Ding was so powerful. He didn't care about it before. This time he realized that it was really a pot that would be pissed to death.

"Don't follow me, I'll be responsible for receiving the interviewers."

"Yes, Director," Ding Yishao saluted, "promise the task to be completed."

It would be better to follow the interviewer. Then praise the other party and flatter them, and let others take a photo of beautiful women. Even if they can't go to the newspaper, they can at least take the negatives and wash them out as a souvenir.

Besides, if you can’t get a separate photo, there will always be hope for group photo. At that time, let the interviewer choose an angle to make himself stand out and beautiful, with the same effect as a single photo.

"Okay, I've made a military order." The director was timid.

"……ah?"

The director turned around and left, not giving Ding Yi a chance to refute.

Ding Yi stood there for a while, and knew that the director's back had disappeared around the corner, so he suddenly came back to his senses.

The director was actually tricking her.

"Oh, Director..."

Ding Yi waited in the courtyard for a morning under the scorching sun. On the big trees in the courtyard, cicadas crowed one after another. The sun shone on the ground through the leaves, and the mottled light was all kinds, including round and long strips.

"Xiao Ding, when will that person arrive?"

The guard Yu, the doorman, waited with Ding Yi, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made her unable to open her eyes at all.

Ding Yi was so hot that he was breathing. He slapped his hands hard next to his face as a fan. His lips were dry and he shook his head weakly, "I don't know."

"Will you have already entered?"

Ding Yi shook his head slowly, "I haven't let go of anyone who came in this morning. He didn't bring a camera with empty hands, and his bag was not decent enough. He probably hasn't come yet."

"When do you think this person is going to come?"

"I don't know."

Ding Yi waited until the afternoon.

When I was just at work, a young gay man wearing decent clothes, wearing square lenses and a camera hanging around his neck appeared at the door.

It must be him.

Ding Yi raised his foot and walked over.

"Hello, comrade."

"Hello."
Chapter completed!