Chapter 351: Enraged Qiao Lian (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I am not going!”
Qiao Lian said that with a cold sneer while staring at Su Meimei.
Su Meimei immediately flew into a rage. “If you are not going, then who is going to fix the mess that you’ve created? You still have the guts to say you’re not going?”
Qiao Lian lowered her gaze without looking at Su Meimei. She stared at Liu Zhixing and said, “Managing Editor Liu, I think you know very well what this whole matter is all about. If it had been my fault, I would have taken responsibility for it. But in this case, I will definitely not admit it and bear the responsibility for nothing! I have nothing to lose. If you both were to push it, the worst that could happen is that we go to courts. I am not afraid of either of you.”
Liu Zhixing frowned and replied, “Qiao Lian, you can’t put it this way. You are the one who published the article, so you—”
“Yes, I was the one who published it. But does the news agency assume no responsibility? All the articles that are going to be published have to first be proofread. So, Managing Editor, you should be the one that is held accountable for this whole episode.”
Liu Zhixing stood up immediately. “You-”
When he saw Qiao Lian’s rude and unreasonable attitude, he calmed down and said, “Then, tell me Qiao Lian, what should we do regarding this matter?”
Seeing that he had given in and was not behaving like he had earlier on, Qiao Lian then glanced at Su Meimei. “I might go to tonight’s dinner.”
Liu Zhixing was elated when he heard this.
Qiao Lian took a slight glance at Su Meimei and said coldly, “But Managing Editor, I was thinking, isn’t it time for you to get rid of the black sheep in the news agency? This time is about Fan Lu, what will be the next? This matter did make me look bad, but do you think that it comes without impact to the reputation and profit of the news agency? Plus, if it got worse, do you think that you will still be able to secure your position as a managing editor?”
Liu Zhixing’s expression changed upon hearing these words.
Qiao Lian took a glance at Su Meimei, then turned around and headed out.
As she stepped out, she heard Su Meimei rebuking angrily, “Zhixing, did you see her attitude? It is indeed—”
Slap!
Before she could finish her sentence, a slap on the face was heard.
That sound was so loud and clear that even Qiao Lian seemed to have felt the pain.
And then came Liu Zhixing’s reprimanding voice, “You better shut up! Don’t think I don’t know what you have done!”
“Zhixing, it was not me! You’re wrong. You—”
“Shut up and get out!”
Qiao Lian had not gone far before she heard some movements behind her. As she turned around, she saw Su Meimei being pushed out of the room by Liu Zhixing.
The door was slammed with a “bang.”
Su Meimei was knocking on the door from outside, but Liu Zhixing simply ignored it.
She frowned and then suddenly turned around. When she saw Qiao Lian, madness flashed across her eyes. “Qiao Lian, well done! You wait and see!”
As she finished speaking, she pushed Qiao Lian aside and left in a rage.
Qiao Lian raised her eyebrows, thinking that Su Meimei was indeed incorrigible.
When she returned to her office, Shi Nianyao came over to her nervously and asked, “How was it? How is the issue going to be dealt with?”
Qiao Lian shook her head and said, “Not an easy feat.”
After all, it was not right to have someone’s real name published on the article.
She inhaled deeply and sat down on her chair, slightly irritated.
After sitting on her chair for a while, she still felt stuffy.
It felt as if her chest had been stuffed with a piece of cotton, making her unable to breathe.
She really felt like giving up, since she did not feel like continuing in such a news agency.
However…
She took a deep breath and opened her drawer to retrieve a photograph.
On that photograph was a family of four.
That was her family photograph when she had been 18.
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