It’s hard to tell whether front-line journalists do this intentionally or unintentionally.
Ever since Guan Xi handed over the use of media public relations fees to Sun Jiwen, Sun Jiwen was not allowed to spend public relations fees on front-line reporters. He was only willing to spend money to treat newspaper executives to drinks, meals and gifts.
It happened that there was a change of leadership at the newspaper office. The new young leader had a good brother-in-law, who was young and energetic. He started reforming the system and mechanism and the salary system as soon as he came up.
As the saying goes, new people have new methods, old people have old methods.
The old people looked at it and thought, Huo, the assessment methods for newcomers and old people are the same, how can this be done?
Where is the traditional culture?
Old people, their eyesight is dim; young people, their professional skills are indeed not strong enough, and it is easy to make omissions in reviewing manuscripts.
Just by a series of "accidents", this news about Li Zhuoxiu slipped through the net, severely stumbling upon the new leader during the probation period.
Zhuoxiu Group has always been a major annual advertising client of Yuecheng Daily, so the cooperation was of course a no-brainer.
The young man who took office as a new official has burned one-third of the unit's profit sources. The profit that will be handed over to the newspaper's immediate boss, a certain media group, has dwindled before next year has even started. The good brother-in-law in the group can't protect himself, how can he have time to protect him?
With this fall, the position and grade of the young leader during the probationary period were lost.
Upward, he fell miserably to his good brother-in-law.
Downward, Sun Jiwen fell miserably.
He also lost the job of a newspaper intern.
As for where the medical treatment orders come from?
Cheng Wenhua called Guan Xi: "Junior sister, thank you. When will you come to the office to sit down? Senior brother has changed offices."
Guan Xi turned the steering wheel, held up the Bluetooth headset with his right hand, and asked knowingly: "Senior brother, is that good?"
Cheng Wenhua reported the name of Yuecheng Daily's immediate boss, a media group, and laughed: "Go back to my old employer."
Of course not as a reporter, but as a leader.
This time, Cheng Wenhua hugged him on his lap, turned over and sat in the seat of someone else's good brother-in-law, and said with pride, "Junior Sister, I must treat you to dinner, I will never thank you for your kindness."
Guan Xi joked: "Senior brother, there will be a time for you to repay your kindness later."
Cheng Wenhua laughed: "No problem, no problem. Get up wherever you fall. But, the one who fell and the one who got up are not the same person! Hahaha!"
…
Guan Xi parked his car in the basement of the project and took the elevator upstairs.
She called Zhang Zhiyao: "Hi, it's hard to come to Yuecheng. When will the old president let you out and let us have a meal together?"
Guan Xi paused and said, "Let me introduce someone to you."
Zhang Zhiyao smiled: "You are the one who helped me recommend, right? You took the trouble."
Guan Xi smiled and said, "No, I want to thank you."
Wearing a Bluetooth headset, she sat in the office without turning on the light. She slowly opened the envelope that Zhang Zhiyao had pushed to her, calmly pulled out the original Li Zhuoxiu's medical treatment form, and lit the lighter.
Zhang Zhiyao asked on the other side of the phone: "Why did you tolerate Sun Jiwen for so long?"
Guan Xi watched the paper gradually twist into black ashes on his fingers, then stood up, opened the window, and waited for the wind to come.
She said: "What's important about Sun Jiwen? I'm just waiting for Li Hongzhou."
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After ending the call with Zhang Zhiyao, Guan Xi received a WeChat message from Jun Ziyi.
Jun Ziyi said: "I'm already at the airport. Picking up people."
Guan Xi said: "Okay."
Immediately afterwards, Yu Bi sent a WeChat message: "Are you sure about the whole story of this public opinion?"
Guan Xi replied: "I don't know."
Yu Ben did not reply.
A few hours later, reports from marketing accounts were flying everywhere.
Li Zhuoxiu's two daughters took off from Wuhan and Shanghai and landed across the city to accompany their mother. The marketing account’s articles were read more than 100,000 times in a short period of time.
Passers-by witnessed Li Hongzhou and Li Zhuoxiu having a big argument outside the hotel. Li Hongzhou drove out of Yuecheng overnight and returned to Shenzhen, despite Li Zhuoxiu's obstruction. The photo has been read millions of times.
This sparked a lot of speculation.
Zhuoxiu Group’s latest official account has numerous new messages, but no updates have been posted.
There are also countless messages under Chen Jiaxian's Xiaohongshu. Not only will Chen Jiaxian not reply, but she will not update them in the near future.
All employees of Zhuoxiu Group have received an order of silence.
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There are many people who didn't sleep this night.
The lights in Shi Yuan's office were always on.
Shi Yuan doesn't get off work, and several of his secretaries, drivers, Yang Zhi, director of the President's Office, and Wang Qian at the front desk don't get off work either.
Wang Qi was bored, but Zhuoxiu Group issued a silence order and she couldn't post on Moments, so she had to sit bored at the front desk and check her phone.
While he was scrolling, Yang Zhi suddenly knocked down the phone: "Does the company pay you to play with your phone?"
Wang Qian was startled.
No, you're sick, right? You make people work overtime at two o'clock in the morning, and you lose your temper?
After Yang Zhi said this, he angrily entered Shi Yuan's office.
Wang Qi lowered her head and picked up the phone.
At 2:30 in the morning, Yang Zhi came out of Shi Yuan's office. Sun Jiwen, the public relations director of Yuecheng Company, was sitting in the conference room with an ugly expression. Yang Zhi walked into the conference room, the two closed the door and said something.
Wang Qi didn't pour water for them, but no one minded.
At three o'clock in the morning, Sun Jiwen opened the door and walked out of the conference room, took off his work badge, handed it to Wang Qian, and took the elevator to leave Yuecheng Company.
At 3:20 in the morning, Yang Zhi handed a few pieces of paper to Wang Qian: "Make three copies each for filing."
Wang Qi said "Oh" and took these pieces of paper for the sake of triple overtime wages.
It is a personnel decision signed by the president himself.
Wang Qi stood in front of the copier with her hands folded.
The first one is Sun Jiwen’s resignation letter and handover form.
The second one was Chen Jiaxian’s promotion letter. This time the foot of the letter is no longer stamped with Shi Yuan's personal seal, but with Shi Yuan's personal signature.
Wang Qi dropped the cover of the copier heavily and pressed down the thin paper.
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In the middle of the night, the temperature in Yuecheng suddenly dropped dramatically.
The wind was howling and cold, Jun Ziyi closed the car window tightly and turned on the heater in the car.
She personally drove back and forth between the city and the airport, taking two trips to take Li Zhuoxiu's eldest daughter, Li Yuan, and her youngest daughter, Li Sheng, to the hotel. Zhuoxiu Group started out as a real estate company and has its own hotels in every city. Li Yuan and Li Sheng have their own standing rooms.
When we came out of the hotel, it was already darkest. The hotel doorman brought the car over for her.
Jun Ziyi walked around to the driver's seat, but the parking doorman did not get out of the car.
She saw Shi Yuan sitting in her driver's seat.
Shi Yuan's thin face still had traces of Li Zhuoxiu's palms and was slightly red. His expression didn't change much. He took out a down jacket from the passenger seat and handed it to Jun Ziyi.
Jun Ziyi's legs exposed to the cold wind were a little red from the cold. She thought for a moment, took the down jacket, put it on, and got in the passenger seat.
Shi Yuan started the car silently.
Jun Ziyi looked at the red marks on Shi Yuan's face and his cold eyes in a good mood. Somehow, Shi Yuan, who was suppressing his emotions, made her feel very sexy.
So she raised her hand and touched Shi Yuan's face with her fingertips.
