On a new day, New York is still as colorful as ever.

The New York Times building was in a hurry, and people looked like wheels under their feet.

"What's going on?" said Joyce, who had just walked into the office, surprised.

"Don't you know? We've been bought. A colleague passing by whispered.

"What?" said Joyce, stunned.

"The meeting is about to start, and I think you'll be there. The other party walked away quickly, and she still needed to prepare some documents for the meeting.

Joyce pondered how they could have been bought and why she hadn't received any news herself.

Could it be that those people before were the guys who came to buy the company?

Bang Bang Bang ......

The applause came, and the general manager appeared in the public area and said loudly: "Okay, I think you have received the news, the new boss and the team will arrive in 25 minutes,

I need all of you to be ready and cheer up, if you care about the job. ”

Joyce walked briskly to the general manager's office, she needed to know what was going on.

"Who bought us?" asked Joyce, straight to the point.

"I don't know. The general manager had a vague uneasiness on his face, and he panicked.

No one was more flustered than him, and as a senior executive of the company, he didn't even hear anything before the takeover.

Yes, he knew that someone was in contact with the board, but he thought he would have been informed of any changes in advance, but he didn't......

He didn't get any news, which is the worst because it means he's left out, and the new boss could bring a new management team.

And he ...... The guy with the New York Times general manager label on his body may have given way to the new guy because of this.

"I can't believe it's actually happening. Joyce regretted this, and it seemed that she was not getting any information from the other party.

At this time, a team of strangers walks into the public office area, and the new boss arrives.

"Guys, please put down what you're doing and listen to me......" arrived Salzberg, the owner of the New York Times, a former boss.

In 1986, his father-in-law bought The New York Times and, after his death in 1935, gave it to his son-in-law, Arthur Hayes Salisberg.

From now on, however, it will be a major newspaper under the Los Angeles News Corporation.

"From today onwards, this will become an important part of LANC, and we will also get broader development, more distribution channels, cooperation,

More importantly, we will bring a new change to LANC and provide excellent culture and experience......"

Before Salisberg could finish speaking, Joyce couldn't listen.

What did she just hear, the company was acquired by Lanc, and it was obvious who it belonged to, what would happen next?

"Invite all the editors-in-chief to the conference room, first of all, we have to make some adjustments and discuss how to work together. Harry announced the decision in high spirits.

The acquisition of The New York Times has taken Lanc's reputation and status in the newspaper industry to a new level, and it can now proudly say that it controls the largest newspaper group in the United States.

This will be a new page for himself and for the Chandley family.

Sitting in the conference room with a nervous mood, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and Harry sat on the main seat and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Well, first we need to solve the problem, who is Joyce. As soon as Harry spoke, Joyce's name was mentioned.

"I... I'm Joyce. "The bad premonition is getting stronger.

"Very well, I'll watch you. "Harry put his fingers in his eyes and turned to Joyce as if to say, 'I'm going to keep an eye on you.'" ’

"What?" Joyce tried to keep herself calm, but it was obvious that it was useless to look at her flustered expression.

Even though he didn't say anything like 'you're fired,' it seemed to Joyce that the problem was even more serious.

Staying here wasn't because she was going to be promoted, and maybe the next thing that greeted her was a lot of bad news.

"From today onwards, all political and economic pages will be submitted to me for final review before publication, is it clear?" said Harry, who would be here for a while.

The plan to buy The Times had little to do with Joyce, but she did bring it a little ahead because someone wanted to teach her a lesson.

In reality, there are always a lot of idiots who think they are different, and they can challenge the rules and change the world just by thinking about it.

Maybe that's true, but there's definitely no 'Joyce' on the list.

Someone needs to be taught a lesson, that's obvious.

Joyce's hunch was also accurate, and for the next week, all of her manuscripts were stillborn.

"How many times is this?" Joyce pushed open the office door and yelled at Salzberg, "What the hell do you want me to do, and blindly fit in with the sycophants?"

"Close the door and take a seat. Salzberg raised his eyelids to look at her, then buried his head in the papers on the desk.

Since Harry arrived, he couldn't skip work like he used to, and he stayed here every day to deal with relationships, or 'gas packets' for short. ’

Any questions, complaints, or grievances from his former employees would rush into his office, shouting, 'What else do I want to do?'

"Arthur, we can't go on like this, we are journalists, not sycophants. Joyce knew he couldn't be blamed for this, but she was still a little indignant.

"Are you finished?" Salzberg asked, without looking up.

"Yes, that's it, so... What do you think?" asked Joyce, feebly.

"If you can do it, I'd suggest you be a sycophant, and everyone will have less trouble. Salzberg knew she wouldn't be satisfied with the answer.

"You know, somebody is looking for trouble with you because of the previous reports, but you should also be clear about who is the boss now,

You want to speak ill of your boss, Joyce, and allow this to happen when I'm still my boss?" Salzberg stared at her with a serious expression.

"Nope. Joyce knew what he meant, but she didn't write any more about Hualian, and her last few manuscripts were all about the social economy.

"Then you should know how to do it, don't think about it. Salzberg nodded his finger warningly.

"So, I have to put up with this and wait for the other person to forget about this when he is in a good mood. ”

"That's right. ”

"What if... What about my resignation?"

"Oh, that's a lot of courage, but I don't think you're going to do that, because getting out of here, I promise you won't get the same job again. ”

Resignation, for the current LANC, it can call the wind and rain in the entire media industry, and no one will want to go against it.

Just let the news out, Joyce won't get a job again, even if it's a small assistant position.

Salzberg didn't know why a little guy like Joyce was being targeted, but her idea really sucked.

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