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"I'm not going."
"Damn it, you're really serious. That's a place people would crack their heads open just to get into." Gan Wenchang swore and then hesitated.
"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider? He Chu also appreciates you, and since you're such a grinder, at the very least you could become a department head in the future. If you were sent down to the provincial news center..."
"You know that thing is the throat of the organization. You're so young and so awesome, it's not impossible to become a deputy director of some local station by forty."
When Xu Qingyan heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Gan Wenchang, seeing him frowning. He knew this guy was speaking from the heart, genuinely considering his best interests, not joking around.
He thought for a moment and said,
"I want to make something."