Chapter 53 Real bag vs fake bag

Su Qian said quietly: "All the content in this article, including the photos taken, are all made by me."

Everyone's eyes became amused.

This statement clearly pointed out that Editor Hu and Luo Yiting were lying.

Luo Yiting asked: "You mean that Editor Hu and I subcontracted your manuscript and used it for our own use?"

"That's what I mean." Su Qian calmly turned on the computer, "The manuscript I sent to Editor Hu was sent through my work email, and there are records here."

She opened the attachment and cast the screen to the big screen in the conference room.

The content in the attachment is exactly the same as what Luo Yiting posted.

Luo Yiting immediately defended: "Isn't this the original manuscript I sent you when I asked you to help polish it?"

"When was it sent to me? Where is the evidence?"

Luo Yiting was speechless for a moment.

The deputy editor stared at Editor Hu.

Editor Hu quickly explained softly: "Mr. Tang from Shengdafeng Investment thinks that Yiting has done more and better work this time. Only with Yiting's name will he be willing to pass the review. Isn't there nothing I can do about it? …”

She said to Su Qian: "I always follow Mr. Tang's advice."

Everyone nodded secretly.

In the final analysis, those who work in this industry are just Party B in front of the real bosses.

The boss appoints whoever signs, and others really don’t have the right to refute.

Luo Yiting then said: "Mr. Tang arranged it for me, so I can only accept it."

Su Qian was stunned for a moment, remembering Mr. Tang's unspoken words before she left.

She refused at the time and thought Tang Wenli had given up.

As a result, he stayed here waiting for her.

Su Qian was about to speak when a burst of noise came from outside.

"There's a meeting going on inside, you can't go in!"

Someone rushed to the conference room, and someone was stopping her.

Editor Hu said: "You two go back first."

Su Qian and Luo Yiting walked out and saw a middle-aged woman dressed fashionably.

She was rushing in with a few people.

The security guards couldn't stop her.

Editor Hu recognized her, "Mrs. Tang?"

She waved the security guard away.

Mrs. Tang is Tang Wenli's wife, with a very fierce personality.

Editor Hu said in a polite tone that he wanted to invite her to the office to talk.

However, she didn't accept this at all.

She crossed her arms and said, "You are quite young here. Why don't you work hard and just live by hugging men's laps, right?"

She glanced at Su Qian's bag on the table, walked over and picked it up and said, "Did Tang Wenli buy you a real bag? It seems he is serious this time!"

Su Qian stood up and took the bag from her hand.

"This is my own bag. It was given to me by my husband. It has nothing to do with Mr. Tang."

Mrs. Tang said angrily: "What about you, sir? Do you think that after doing an interview and receiving a real package, you can assume that Tang Wenli is your husband?"

"You misunderstood. I interviewed Mr. Tang, but Mr. Tang gave my manuscript to someone else and signed someone else's name. Since you know Mr. Tang, that's good. I was planning to ask him for a clear explanation. Why on earth would you do this?”

Su Qian clearly explained the matter.

Mrs. Tang raised her eyebrows: "Whose name is the signature?"

Ever since Luo Yiting saw her breaking in, she had been hiding behind other colleagues.

I feel guilty right now.

Someone had already pointed at her.

Mrs. Tang walked over to her seat, "So it's you! Are you the one who doesn't know what your husband and I are and are messing around?"

"It's not me, I'm not..." Luo Yiting's defense was feeble.

"Then the manuscript office didn't sign your name?"

Luo Yiting hurriedly shook her head: "I didn't..."

But how could it be possible that it wouldn't happen if she said it didn't happen?

Mrs. Tang grabbed a handful of her hair.

"Mrs. Tang, calm down..."

Editor Hu wanted to step forward to help, but he did not dare to touch Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Tang waved her palms and slapped Luo Yiting twice on the cheek.

She whined in pain.

"Where do you sit?" Mrs. Tang asked.

Luo Yiting pointed to her seat.

Mrs. Tang glanced at her workstation and picked up the bag.

She smiled: "It's really Tang Wenli's style. He likes to fool young girls with fake bags!"

The group of people who were watching Luo Yiting's bag and mocking Su Qian's bag as fake now felt burning pain on their faces.

Mrs. Tang was full of aura and said to everyone: "In your line of work, just work hard, why worry about not being able to get ahead? Why do you need to provoke middle-aged and elderly men just to make a fake package? Do you really think that we are poor wives?" Is he dead?"

Luo Yiting held her face in her hands, not daring to argue.

Editor Hu looked ugly.

No one else dared to speak.

"I don't care how many of you here have done this kind of thing. I advise you young people to work down-to-earth and stop doing such things that harm others and do not benefit yourself!"

Mrs. Tang said, "This is good for you young people!"

Someone quietly said: "Obviously men are also at fault, so it doesn't matter if they only dare to hit the mistress..."

Mrs. Tang glanced at the man: "How do you know I didn't come here after beating my husband?"

After hearing her words, many people quietly gave her a thumbs up when she turned to leave.

It is common for a mistress to beat a mistress, but not many can beat a husband.

After she left, everyone pointed fingers at Luo Yiting.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Tang asked her to sign because of this..."

"The bag I showed off just now is fake. I had the nerve to say that Su Qian was carrying a fake bag. It was so funny."

"It's because of people like this that the culture of our industry has been so bad. Did you hear that, even those of us who work seriously have a bad reputation?"

"That is, what did we who do good things do wrong?"

Editor Hu's face was ashen.

…

In the conference room.

Su Qian sat aside and waited.

The deputy editor-in-chief told editor-in-chief Hu to stop arrangements for Luo Yiting's regularization, terminate her probation period, and resign immediately.

Editor Hu nodded repeatedly.

The deputy editor-in-chief looked very unhappy: "I hope things like this can end today!"

Editor Hu had to respond.

"The interview transcript was revised and corrected to include Su Qian's signature."

After the deputy editor finished speaking, he asked Su Qian: "Do you have any questions?"

"I have another interview to publish soon, but I hope that this time, the manuscript will not be handed over to Editor Hu." Su Qian said.

"Okay. Just leave it to me." The deputy editor said.

Editor Hu gave Su Qian a cold look.

She didn't care about a small interview.

Su Qian dared to rub her nose in his face and not take her to heart, which was what disgusted her.

Su Qian quickly sent the interview transcript to the deputy editor-in-chief.

The deputy editor opened his mailbox on the spot and asked unexpectedly: "Interview with Bessian?"

When Editor Hu heard the word Besen, he felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.