"What do you mean? You make it clear!" Guan Daliao's voice was even higher.

"I said I suspected that the three errors were not the original text I had typed, but had been corrected by someone else. Wu Mian bravely said his thoughts. This was the conclusion he had come to after a few minutes of deliberation.

After a press release is written by a reporter, it has to be reviewed and revised by editors, department heads, deputy editors-in-chief, editors-in-chief, presidents, proofreaders, and other people before it finally becomes a lead print on the newspaper.

If an error is found in a manuscript after it has been printed, it is not necessarily the responsibility of the journalist who wrote it, because any of the above-mentioned people may have changed certain words or even large paragraphs of content without notifying the reporter himself.

So, how can we verify whether the reporter himself wrote the wrong manuscript or whether someone else corrected it on his own initiative? This depends on the process record of the computer system.

"Zhuzhou Daily" uses the Peking University Founder system, usually the reporter's manuscript is submitted through the system, and then everyone else is also revised and typeset on the system.

However, it is no coincidence that the book is not written, and the system happened to have an accident at 11 o'clock last night, and the technicians did not have time to repair it, so Wu Mian's manuscript was directly transmitted to the editor, and the original text and process records were not left.

"Chang, come here. Guan Daliao beckoned, and a gray-haired old man walked over with a nervous expression. He is the editor in charge of this section.

"Lao Chang, did you change these places?" asked Lao Chang, pointing to the three mistakes.

"No!" Lao Chang flatly denied, "How dare I change the leader's speech casually? I only added major headings and subheadings." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely, 100% sure!" said Chang Chang repeatedly.

"Well, you're sure you haven't changed. As for me, I'm sure I haven't changed. In this way, it is possible that Vice President Zhang, President Wang, and President Zhao changed it? Xiao Wu, do you want to go with me and ask them?" Guan Daliao stood up with a sinister smile on his face.

Wu Mian was speechless for a moment. This trick is too poisonous, no matter how aggrieved he feels, it is impossible for him to openly claim that he doubts these top bosses, let alone "confront" them face to face.

"Boss, you come along. For such a serious mistake, everyone should make it clear in front of the gong and the drum on the other side, and see whose responsibility it is!" Guan Da Liaopi said with a smile.

"I'm not going. It's really not my responsibility!" Chang Chang's face turned pale. He has worked as an editor all his life, and he is about to retire honorably in half a year, and he really doesn't want to offend the leader when he is old.

"That's hard to say. Maybe you were dazzled, and accidentally deleted a zero and accidentally added a decimal point when typography. Xiao Wu, you are so suspicious in your heart, right?" Guan Daliao deliberately kicked the ball to Wu Mian.

"Xiao Wu, you can't drag me into the water. I've never made a mistake over the years, you know that. He often looked at Wu Mian with pleading eyes and said.

Wu Mian had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Chang you misunderstood, this is definitely not your fault......"

Lao Chang breathed a sigh of relief, but the bureaucratic director pressed up: "Then whose fault do you say?

Wu Mian suddenly understood, even if he had more reasons, the other party would not investigate this matter thoroughly. In the eyes of the bureaucrats, the most important thing is that someone immediately takes responsibility after an accident, and whether that person is responsible for the blame is not within the scope of the bureaucracy's consideration at all.

"You're all right, it's me who is wrong, okay?" Wu Mian said angrily.

"Are you finally willing to admit your mistake? Hehe, that's good. Guan Daliao made a magnanimous statement, "As long as there is a mistake, admit it, and change it, you are still a good comrade." ”

Wu Mian scolded in his heart, fuck you, who is gay with you!

Guan Daliao continued to pretend to say: "Xiao Wu, don't blame me for losing my temper with you. It's a mistake that the whole department will be punished. I just informed you that all departmental bonuses and individual bonuses for this quarter will be deducted!"

The whole office was fried at once, "What!" and "How can this be?" protests came and went.

"Why?" a female editor who looked like an aunt shouted angrily, "Xiao Wu made a mistake alone, why should he deduct the bonuses of all of us?"

"Because we have to reprint today's edition and add another version of the press release to eliminate the negative impact. These additional costs can only be borne by the department. Guan Daliao was obviously also in pain, and sighed and said, "A total of 50,000 yuan." I've just calculated, the bonus balance of the whole department is only about 45,000, and there is still a gap of 5,000 yuan!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Mian again, and the colleagues who were usually very kind and friendly to him all stretched their faces, as if they had become strange in an instant.

Guan Daliao saw this scene in his eyes and was happy in his heart. He said these words on purpose, in order to arouse the dissatisfaction of other colleagues against Wu Mian.

"Why are you still standing here?" Guan Da Liao shouted proudly, "You go back to my seat for me, write a review of no less than three thousand words, and summarize the lessons learned from this mistake." It is necessary to have a profound understanding and dig deep into the ideological roots. Deliver by 4 p.m.!"

After speaking, he raised his voice and shouted to everyone: "The department will hold a meeting at 10 o'clock tonight, and no one will be absent! Everyone should learn from this, carry out criticism and self-criticism, and prevent similar incidents from happening again!"

Wu Mian dragged his heavy steps and returned to his seat with a blushing face. There was a faint murmur of muffled grumbling all around.

"What's the matter with us...... This is really lying down and getting shot. ”

"Now some young people are like this, tired and tired, tired and tired......

Wu Mian's cheeks were hot, and the whole person was like pins and needles.

Anya, who sat next to him, was the only colleague who didn't complain, not even the slightest hint of blame. She bit her lip, and suddenly quietly leaned over and said to Wu Mian, "Don't be too sad, I believe it's not your fault." ”

Wu Mian glanced at her gratefully, and suddenly felt that she was very beautiful today.

Anya seemed to want to say something to him, but An Gang suddenly came over and forcibly pulled her sister away on the grounds that "Dad told me to tell you ......something".

This is clearly an excuse. A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wu Mian's mouth, listening to the cynicism that kept coming, and he felt a sense of the world's coldness.

He stood up abruptly and ran out quickly.

Four o'clock in the afternoon. When Wu Mian returned to the office, the bureaucratic director's face had turned the color of pork liver with sauce, and the Zhenshu stone in his hand slapped heavily on the table.

"Where have you been? I told you to hand in the review before four o'clock, you fucking be the wind in your ears?" Guan Daliao roared angrily. He originally thought that since he had given the order, Wu Mian would sit in front of the computer for hours on end and write a review tremblingly, but he didn't expect this kid to dare to play missing.

Wu Mian sneered, opened the bag he brought with him, and poured five clusters of new renminbi on the table.

"This is the money of my compensation department, a total of 50,000 yuan, you can point it clearly!" After he finished speaking, he took out another envelope and threw it in Guan Daliao's face.

"This is a letter of resignation, Lao Tzu is gone!"

The bureaucratic director opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded, and a red mark appeared on his left cheek from being drawn by the envelope.

Wu Mian held his head high and strode out of the office under the shocked gaze of all his colleagues, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

He came to the personnel department, hastily completed the resignation procedures, and then left the newspaper building, thinking back on the more than three years he spent here, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but he had no nostalgia at all.

"Wu Mian! wait!" Anya's call came from behind.

Wu Mian looked back, and the beautiful editor ran out quickly holding a cardboard box, and he stood still.

"It's your personal belongings, you forgot to pack. Anya gasped and handed him the cardboard box.

"Thanks, it's not really important, don't do it. Having said that, Wu Mian still reached out and took the cardboard box. This was a piece of kindness from Anya, and he was embarrassed to refuse.

"Wu Mian, don't go, okay?" Anya whispered, "You admit your mistake to Director Guan, maybe you can save ......"

"Just kidding! He confessed to me that he was almost mistaken. Wu Mian said confidently, "You don't have to worry about me, the money is gone, you can earn it again, and if the job is smashed, you can find it again." With my ability, I will definitely be able to mix better with other media!"

"I'm afraid...... You are too optimistic. Anya's beautiful face was full of melancholy, and she was furious after telling Wu Mian that the bureaucratic director was humiliated by him, and lost her temper in the office for a long time, gritting her teeth and saying that she would use all means to "block" Wu Mian, so that he could not gain a foothold in this industry.

Wu Mian was slightly startled when he heard this. Although the bureaucratic director has no real talents, his qualifications are very old, and he has quite a wide network in the city's press circles, and it is said that several media directors worked as interns at the "Zhuzhou Daily" in those years, and once served as his subordinates. Moreover, he himself is in charge of the most important current affairs and news department, and he has a lot of resources that only the official media have, and his peers will more or less ask for him, if he has to embarrass himself, it is indeed very likely to bring huge trouble.

"This bastard! Hmph, let him be blocked, I don't believe he can cover the sky with one hand!" Wu Mian said with a relaxed and disdainful look, "The press still speaks with strength. I've been in the industry for three years, and if I want to write and have experience, there will always be media willing to invite me!"

Anya looked at him silently for a moment, then suddenly took two steps and hugged him.

Wu Mian's heart immediately pounded, and he couldn't help but hug Anya. She was wearing no coat at the moment, only a patterned slip dress, her fair and round shoulders exposed, and from this angle, you could catch a glimpse of the bra's shoulder straps peeking out a little from the edge of the suspenders.

"Wu Mian, I'm ......" Anya's voice was a little choked, and she wanted to speak and stopped, as if she was full of concerns.

Wu Mian didn't pay attention, and his whole attention was focused on the touch of hugging her for the first time. He suddenly wanted to kiss her.

But Anya pushed him away and whispered, "Take care!" and turned around and ran back to the newspaper building with tears in her eyes.

Wu Mian watched her back disappear, and silently said in his heart: "One day, I will kill back!" and then left without looking back.