Yuan Ziwen thought about it all night, and finally decided to accept the unfamiliar Jian yì and go back to work in "Evangel".

She took the elevator to the twenty-fifth floor, and as soon as she stepped out of the elevator door, she heard a noisy noise. Yuan Ziwen saw a group of people gathered in the central hall in a menacing manner, and the people who came were not good. Almost all the security guards were dispatched by the security department and stood by the gate to prevent them from entering.

A tall young man with a camera on his back unceremoniously shouted, "Calling your president out, such a big magazine company is really deceitful to continue to owe us manuscript fees!" ”

Another voice couldn't wait to follow: "I tell you that if we don't settle things today, we won't leave!" ”

Yuan Ziwen looked at these people in confusion, and found that there were several familiar faces among them. She reacted immediately, they were all copywriters, photographers and makeup artists who had worked for Evangel.

One of the security guards disagreed, "I advise you to leave as much as possible, or I will call the police." ”

"Rub, dare to call the police!" One man scolded fiercely, raised the iron rod-like thing in his hand and threw it at him, and the others also made a noise.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Suddenly, a woman in D&G looked in Hara's direction, pointed at her and shouted, "You're an employee of Evangel?" ”

Yuan Zi Wen was shocked, and the pores of her whole body stood up, but fortunately she was still a little anxious.

"I'm here to ask for a manuscript fee, too!" Yuan Ziwen said as he walked towards the women, revealing a sincere and aggrieved face.

They glanced at each other, their expressions relaxed slightly, and changed to a tone that was also a fallen person at the end of the world, "It's also Editor Shen who is responsible for giving you the manuscript fee, right?" Last week, he said that he would give me the final payment, but he still hasn't paid it. I heard that she had left her job, and I think there must be something wrong with this. ”

Editor Shen, are they talking about Shen Yiran?

The elevator doors opened, and another group of people rushed in. Each of them carried an offensive weapon in his hand, and his face was fierce and his movements were agile, as if they had been professionally trained. The security guards and the group of troublemakers had already mingled with each other, and the sound of metal pounding flesh was constantly resounding in the empty central hall, and the original seed was terrified to hear it.

Countless flashing lights suddenly lit up in my ears, and at some point, the reporters followed. They watched the intense scene in front of them, and it was difficult to suppress the excitement in their hearts. The famous fashion magazine "Evangel" was smashed because of non-payment of manuscript fees, which is simply a once-in-a-lifetime topic news!

Something is wrong, something is very wrong.

This is simply a premeditated incitement to stir up, and it has only just begun.

At this moment, the door of "Evangel" not far away was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people walked out. The man at the head was tall and cold, and there was no obvious expression on his face, only those eyes were deep and calm, calm. All the members of the entire editorial department followed behind Yan Mu, but everyone had a thousand gestures on their faces.

"Stop it!"

The extremely penetrating voice resounded throughout the lobby, and in an instant, the air was contaminated with his strong and cold aura, as if an overwhelming and airtight net enveloped everyone firmly.

After a brief silence, there was an incessant sound of photographs, and reporters flocked to surround the strangers. The troublemakers stopped their movements and focused their angry eyes on him.

In the early morning sun, Yan Shu's face was more contoured, and a well-textured black suit made him look like a last nobleman.

He said: "I'm MossYan, the president of Evangel, and we're conducting an internal investigation into the non-payment of manuscript fees. Whether this is the personal behavior of editor Shen Yiran or other reasons, I will give you an explanation. ”

"President Yan, do you mean that there are people in Evangel who have filled their pockets and even fled with money?" There were reporters who asked pointed questions.

"Until the matter is clear, I am not in a position to answer this question."

As soon as the words fell, there was a voice of doubt among the troublemakers.

"You're trying to pass the buck, aren't you? A magazine doesn't even have the most basic business integrity, how can your peers believe you? ”

The corners of Tan Ruoli's mouth raised slightly when she heard this, revealing a hint of schadenfreude.

Luo Qiang turned her head and looked at her meaningfully.

"Evangel is out of publication!" I don't know who suddenly broke out, raised his hand and threw a magazine at Yan Shu. His movements were too fast and swift, and the heavy coated paper cut an arc in the air, striking Yan Mu head-on.

For a moment, the pupils of Yan Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp cold light flashed. But his body remained as immobile as a straight pine, except that his shoulders shook slightly, and only a "snap" was heard, and the magazine fell in front of his shiny shoes.

The audience suddenly fell silent.

Everyone knows that an Evangel book has 353 to 378 pages and a net weight of about 5 to 6 kilograms. Being hit in the shoulder by such a brick-like book, the impact and force suffered were definitely not small, not to mention the pain.

"President." Luo Qiang hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Ke Yanshu's face was as usual, but he raised his hand lightly to signal that she was fine. He lowered his eyes to the magazine lying quietly on the ground, then bent down and picked it up in full view.

The hands full of strangely shaped rings held the Evangel in their hands as if they were holding the life of a baby, and carefully smoothed the dusty cover.

He looked up, his face was still calm and calm, and Yuan Ziwen saw that his eyes were filled with fog, as if a storm was coming. But in just a second, all the darkness and gloom vanished, and there was only a clear firmness and calm.

Yan Wei pinched the corner of the magazine, and his white fingers were slender and powerful. He looked around the audience, and his voice was like a diffuse spring, and every word was powerful.

"All of you are here today and I want to ask you, why did you step into this circle in the first place? Because this market is full of opportunities? Can you bring better development to yourself? There may be reasons for this, but I think the more important thing is that you were or still love fashion from the bottom of your heart. ”

"Evangel has a history of nearly 20 years and has experienced countless ups and downs. At the most difficult time, there were only 19 employees in the entire magazine, and one person wore many hats in order to publish on schedule. For many people, Evangel is more than just a magazine, but also a vehicle for their fashion dreams. Every word in each issue of the magazine is the work of all the staff, including everyone present. ”

"All the people who have worked for Evangel are part of Evangel, and I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you a satisfactory answer. At the same time, I hope you will respect Evangel and respect yourselves. ”

These words are sincere and infectious, and even the original seed temperature is a little excited. She turned her head to look at the group of troublemakers, and saw that some of them had empathetic expressions on their faces, and seemed to begin to waver.

The reporters kept recording what he had just said, and it was more deterrent than calling the police to quell the chaos with great fanfare.

Yuan Ziwen found that Yan Wei was a natural speaker, and he was very good at grasping the atmosphere and people's hearts of the audience.

It is said that artists should not enter, but there is a bit of shrewdness and cunning of businessmen when they are unfamiliar.

Yan Wei noticed her gaze and met her gaze, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes.

Primordial Seed Wen's heartbeat quickened.

After the crowd dispersed, Luo Qiang was the first to approach the original seed temperature. Just like when she informed her of her resignation that day, she pinched just the right amount of gentleness, "The president has explained your return today, welcome to you Zoey." ”

Yuan Zi Wen nodded at her, and saw that Mai Jingqi and Lin Lu also smiled at her.

Mo Qiao and Tan Ruoli looked cold, while Tang Yating held back the dissatisfaction that was about to overflow.

She's back, stepping into the bloodless battlefield of Evangel once again.

An even more sinister struggle is about to break out here, and she could be reduced to cannon fodder at any moment. But she looked at Yan Shu, but there was a vague sense of certainty in her heart, with this man here, it would not be too difficult for a while.

However, Yuan Ziwen immediately found that he was thinking too much.

Because Yan Wei glanced at her, he turned around and went back, his steps were calm and calm, and he didn't take her seriously at all.

Yuan Ziwen then learned the ins and outs of the whole thing from Mai Jingqi.

Each magazine has a separate fee, the former for regular employees, and the latter for contract writers, photographers, and makeup artists. The editorial department has always been in charge of contacting them, Shen Yiran, who resigned the day before yesterday, saying that she was going home to take care of her children. Her three-year-old daughter has congenital heart disease, so everyone thinks it's reasonable, but they don't want to make a scene today.

"This matter is even more serious than expected." Mai Jingqi pointed to the computer screen and said.

Major forums across the country, Tieba and the official website of "Evangel", there is a proposal "calling on colleagues in the fashion industry to refuse to cooperate with Evangel", which exaggerates the incident of non-payment in an almost demonized way.

The domestic fashion circle can be said to look up and not look down, and such a conclusive proposal came out of thin air, which undoubtedly brought a huge blow to the integrity of "Evangel".

In such a short period of time, the news has spread all over the Internet, and there should be a water army at work. And the troublemakers just now were mixed with underworld forces, and they were obviously instructed by others to fuel the trouble.

Yuan Ziwen was a little worried about the strangeness, she looked up to see that the shutters of the president's office had been pulled down, and Luo Qiang and Mo Qiao had been in for a long time.

"I'm sorry, President Yan, I can't contact Shen Yiran for the time being."

Mojo has always been a person with a frosty face and a joy of the new. But at this moment, she was also a little apprehensive, Shen Yiran was her deputy editor, and she didn't even notice this kind of thing before.

Yan Shu unhurriedly examined the list of foreign manuscript fees in hand, which listed the fees paid in the past six months.

He soon discovered that Shen Yiran's cheating methods were actually very simple.

The manuscript fee she should have given was given every time, but the amount shrank sharply. For example, at that time, she promised to pay 1,000, but in the end she only gave 500, and the rest of the money went into her own account. The finance department has never been strictly reviewed for the remuneration of foreign contract writers, so she took advantage of the loophole.

This is a mistake in the internal management of the editorial department, and now this unfinished account needs to be paid for by strangers.

He turned to Luo Qiang, "How's that proposal on the Internet going?" ”

The news first appeared on the official website of "Evangel" at 2 o'clock in the morning this morning, and in less than 20 minutes, it was reprinted by major forums and post bars, and then spread to Weibo and WeChat. Colleagues in the Cyber Department are already dealing with it, and if necessary, they will contact a group of cyber thugs to fight back. ”

"No, you don't."

Luo Qiang was stunned, she didn't understand the meaning of the strange words for a while.

"Just let it go."

"But...... "Lo Qiang frowned, "several brands have called us to terminate their contracts with us, and some modeling agencies have said that they will not let their models take a picture of our Evangel." ”

Listening to Luo Qiang's words, her thin lips gradually rose, bending out an arc with a hidden edge. There was a strange brilliance in his eyes, not intense, but shimmering with a cold look of insight.

Kill the king after a single queen.

Gong Minhua made a great move.

She knew that Shen Yiran was full of private pockets, but she didn't deal with it, but added fuel to the fire of the incident and made it known to everyone. Next, all the brands and modeling agencies that are close to her, and the rented venue will terminate the contract on the grounds of "questioning the integrity of "Evangel", and then the media will wantonly exaggerate and expand.

cut off their food and grass, and defeat themselves without a fight. Without these long-term cooperative resources, the next issue of the magazine will never be published.

Gong Minhua wants to completely destroy the country he built with his own hands, in order to fight a victory or defeat with Shan Ziwei.

"Be willful." Yan Shu said coldly.

Luo Qiang and Mo Qiao looked at each other, not knowing who he was talking about.

Yan Shu casually put the list on the table and said indifferently: "Notify all the members of the editorial department, and the meeting will start in five minutes." ”