Yu Yitong had already decided to quit while she was ahead.
But unexpectedly, four days later, Mike called her and Cindy over.
"Your topic submitted last ti has been approved."
"Really?" Cindy said happily, "I was worried that the snack recomndations wouldn't et the requirents."
"Yes, indeed, our main focus is on restaurant reviews, and unlike existing competitors that rely on public ratings, we specialize in professional critiques that seek objectivity and fairness, avoiding the influence of fake reviews.
"That's precisely why the scores and rankings we provide are more referential for consurs. However, this doesn't an we don't interact with our readers—the community feature was officially launched last month.
"We also need more topics to enhance the vitality of the community. The snack topic direction is good; although it's a slight deviation from our main business, it's more popular and likely to spark more discussion interest. You did well," Mike praised.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's all thanks to your encouragent and Peter's insightful guidance that I had such a trial," Cindy said modestly.
"Skip the flattery; in the end, it's the quality of the content produced that counts."
Mike folded his hands, "Hmm... the format should primarily be interviews. Since it's not a restaurant, we won't do scoring and reviews, otherwise, if the scores are too unattractive, it wouldn't be very interesting.
"Oh right, you can choose the other snack stalls yourselves, but make sure to include that 'The Universe's Number One Snack Stall' which is very popular on the short video platform lately—it will drive more traffic...
"Since you proposed the topic, Cindy, you're in charge. Serina will be your assistant. She has just joined the company, so you'll show her the ropes."
"No problem," Cindy readily agreed, then turned to Yu Yitong.
"Serina, you graduated from Aerospace University, right? 'The Universe's Number One Snack Stall' is also there, and I heard the owner is your alumnus; it seems like you two would have a lot to talk about, so the interview over there is up to you."
"Ah?"
As Yu Yitong listened to their conversation, she felt an ominous premonition rising within her, and it turned out to be true.
Before she could refuse, Cindy went on, "I'll send you the main questions in a bit, and you can improvise the rest. Oh right, rember to bring a cara and take lots of pictures of the food."
"But I still have other tasks at hand," Yu Yitong finally found an opportunity to speak up, "Mike, you asked to track the most popular posts and active IDs in the community. I..."
"It's fine, that's not urgent; you can put it aside," Mike said, "Focus on getting the interview done first."
"But..."
"This is a work assignnt; there are no 'buts'..." Mike had already started looking at another docunt in his hands, "During your interview, didn't you say you enjoy challenges and that you would strive to overco any difficulty? Now it's ti to prove it to ."
"Alright," Yu Yitong had nothing more to say.
Once back at her desk, Cindy glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then sidled over, conspiratorially lowering her voice.
"Hey, did you have a fight with Mike?"
"No," Yu Yitong frowned, "Why do you ask?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Cindy said, shaking her head. But after a pause, she added quietly, "It just seed like he was singling you out today; could it be because you didn't join him for lunch the other day?"
Seeing Yu Yitong's expression change, Cindy hastily continued, "Or maybe I'm overthinking it. I've sent you the interview questions... 'The Universe's Number One Snack Stall' is counting on you now."
Yu Yitong said, "Cindy, can we switch? You cover 'The Universe's Number One Snack Stall' and I'll take the other snack stalls. You can give more targets; I don't mind the hard work."
Cindy looked troubled, "If it were any other ti, I'd switch with you, but you heard Mike; he's already agreed that you'll cover 'The Universe's Number One Snack Stall'. If we change plans now, he would probably get even angrier. You'd better not upset him anymore."
"I understand," Yu Yitong took a deep breath, as her sense of foreboding reached its peak.
She already had a feeling this interview was going to be fraught with turmoil.
Ma Lu was definitely not going to pass up the opportunity to strike back; for her, going there was like a lamb walking into the tiger's mouth.
But there was nothing she could do. As a worker, nobody could disobey the boss's order unless they no longer wanted their job, not to ntion that she had just joined the company not long ago and had no say at all.
The pressing matter at hand was how to co up with a way to get a certain individual to cooperate with her for the interview.
Yu Yitong began massaging her temples again, sothing she had done this week as frequently as when she was working on her graduation project.
And now, she felt that even the graduation project was a little easier to deal with.
Yu Yitong thought the whole afternoon and evening without coming up with any counterasures, and by noon the next day, Cindy had urged her again.
It was then that Yu Yitong finally picked up her cara and voice recorder, walking with the heavy steps of soone headed to the execution ground, towards the subway station.
She waited for two trains to pass before boarding one, and even then, she lingered for more than ten minutes after getting off, almost delaying until the end of the workday before she reluctantly scanned her card to exit the turnstiles.
Afterward, she took a deep breath and strode towards Aerospace University.
At that mont, Ma Lu's heart was completely invested in the desktop farm.
It was his first ti using this High-Dinsional Artifact, and he found it extrely novel and was filled with anticipation.
Every ten minutes or so, he would want to see how the animals in the desktop farm had grown, how many pounds of at they had gained, wishing he could install a cara at ho to monitor the situation in the tank at all tis.
Acting on the thought, Ma Lu imdiately pulled out his phone and ordered a high-definition cara.
But when he raised his head again, he saw a familiar figure standing across the road.
"You've been graduated for a year now, so why do you keep running to the school every day? Is your job that leisurely?"
Yu Yitong sniffled, "That... I ca to see you this ti for so official business."
"What official business?"
"To discuss a collaboration," Yu Yitong forced herself to forget about her relationship with the person and entered work mode, as she tried to speak in as calm a voice as possible.
"You know, I now work for the US Review website. I can write an article for you to make your snack stall even more famous and the business even more prosperous."
"No need," Ma Lu flatly refused.
"Don't be so stubborn, it's to your advantage too," she said.
"Who says? My current custor flow is already enough. There's a limit to how much food I can prepare each day; more people won't make more money," Ma Lu said, hands on his hips.
"But you can also think about the future... plan a little bit more."
"The future, huh? Let think, oh... sorry, soone said I don't make plans for the future."
Inside, Yu Yitong continuously reminded herself not to get angry, absolutely not let this guy get the best of her, or else it would just make him even more smug.
After a mont, she spoke again, "Can't we... negotiate a bit?"
"Nope," he replied.
"Fine then," Yu Yitong turned her head and walked towards the subway station, but after less than ten ters, she stopped, turned around, and quickly returned.
"What exactly do I have to do for you to agree to the interview?"
"Ha, it seems this interview is really important to you, huh?"
Ma Lu's face showed a playful smile upon hearing her words.
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