* Evangel Fashion Magazine, 2 p.m.

Yuan Ziwen felt that he was living less and less like a woman.

I just wanted to sit on the toilet lid in the bathroom and rest for a while, but I fell asleep for half an hour unconsciously. She took out her phone, which was set to silent, from her pocket, and saw that there were seven missed calls on the screen, and she secretly screamed that something was wrong.

The editorial department is divided into three groups, adding up to more than a dozen people. The original seed Wen Mei is called an assistant, but he is actually a handyman. All kinds of trivial things have to be done, and anyone can call her around. The tedious and trivial work is piled up like a snowball, just finished one after another, and endlessly.

The original seed continued to lean against the wall and pretend to be dead, and he had no strength to push the door out. There was a sound of gossip in her ears, and as soon as she heard it, she knew that it was the two front desks of the administration department.

"Hey, have you heard? Last week, on the president's 46th birthday, the president chartered the entire Royal Hotel and brought the leaders of various departments of the head office to celebrate her birthday. ”

"The president really gave face to the president, and people who didn't know thought he wanted to chase her."

The girl smiled back and forth, "There are more than a dozen magazines under the head office, which are the best-selling in every issue of "Evangel", and even the board of directors has to give face to the president. The president has just been parachuted in from the United States, and he is not familiar with the place, so of course he has to communicate with her. ”

"I heard that the president of the Noah Group in the United States is a very powerful figure, do you think he will always be willing to be held back by the president?"

"Hey, the open and secret struggle between the management is too far away from us, let's do our part. Who knows what kind of wind will blow in the company tomorrow, and disaster will come. ”

The two girls sighed and walked out.

At the beginning of the year, when the new president took office, the whole company thought that it was going to set off a bloody storm of personnel reform, but it was surprisingly calm, and even a single soldier of "Evangel" did not waver.

Thinking of this, the original seed warmed his spirits and dispelled the residual drowsiness.

As soon as she walked into the editorial office, she saw her colleagues hurrying into the conference room with notebooks in hand, and there was an unsettling atmosphere of restlessness in the air.

The first instinct told her that the president was back.

"Sister Ziwen, the president informs everyone of the meeting." Mai Jingqi ran over.

"So suddenly?"

Yuan Ziwen was thinking about the severity of the situation, Tang Yating suddenly appeared behind her, her tone was cold, "I called you a few times and you didn't answer!" Where have you been? ”

Mai Jingqi saw Tang Yating and immediately turned to leave, and quietly handed Yuan Ziwen a sympathetic look when she left.

"I have a bit of a headache and ...... in the lounge" She can't say she's asleep in the toilet, right?

"Go to the meeting, don't let the president wait for us." Tang Yating interrupted her impatiently, reached out and pushed Yuan Zi Wen hard.

Tang Yating seems to be a little angry in the past two days, and acne began to appear on her forehead again, Yuan Ziwen remembered that she had this problem when she was in college. Even if she is using thousands of high-end cosmetics now, it has not improved her skin texture.

The only thing that has changed is her attitude towards the original seed Wen.

The conference room was silent, and everyone was ready to fight. Yuan Ziwen picked a most inconspicuous seat and blended in with the crowd. A few seconds later, Gong Minhua walked in.

Gong Minhua didn't say a word, directly pushed the laptop to the center of the conference table, and threw a piece of color printing paper aside.

She looked around at everyone and spoke unhurriedly, "On the top of the screen is the cover content of the next issue announced on the official website of Cerator, and the other is the cover designed by Gella, what do you see the difference?" ”

"Creator" and "Evangel" are two fashion magazines in China that go hand in hand, targeting mature and capable urban women. For a long time, the two sides have been fighting each other in terms of readers, and there are many tricks.

"It's no different, is it?" Gong Minhua raised his eyebrows and sneered, his face changed suddenly, he stood up and slapped his hand on the conference table, thundering and angry.

"The most important and attractive thing for readers of a fashion magazine is the cover, and the most taboo is to hit the cover. Now that we're exactly the same as the cover of Creator from the model to the background, and we still have thirty hours to settle on the blue paper, who can tell me what the hell is going on!? ”

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, and looked at her with bated breath.

Gong Minhua turned his head to look at Deputy Editor-in-Chief Luo Qiang, "Who is responsible for contacting CC?" ”

Luo Qiang raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Qiao, "Deputy Editor Shen." ”

Shen Yiran, who was sitting next to Mo Qiao, had an extremely ugly face, first apologized and then said: "I have called CC several times in the past few days, and her agent said that she couldn't spare time. I was supposed to go to the studio tonight to shoot ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Tan Ruoli on the other side let out a sneer, and her mocking tone was undisguised, "CC and "Evangel" have collaborated so many times, and each time they have left us with the gap for the first time. This time, there is obviously a problem with the push, deliberately delaying the time to run to "Creator". Deputy Editor Shen, can't you notice anything unusual at all? ”

Shen Yiran was choked and didn't know how to respond, she was not good at talking.

Yuan Ziwen understands that Tan Ruoli is playing on the topic, and she and Mo Qiao, both editors-in-chief, have always competed for the allocation of columns and themes, especially in the design of the cover.

Mo Qiao put his hands on the conference table casually and said quietly: "CC and Guo Gongzi of Ankang Group were rumored to have an affair by reporters last month, and since then, endorsement advertisements have continued one after another. Yiran thought that it was normal for her to really have no time to spare us, and if the editor-in-chief felt that there was a problem, why didn't she remind us? ”

"I'm sorry, I just thought of it." Tan Ruoli smiled brightly, "But if our group is in charge of contacting CC, I don't think this will happen." And Editor Mo has always advocated doing his own job and doesn't like other people's help. ”

The smell of gunsmoke is strong, breathtaking.

Gong Minhua took off her sunglasses, and the subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became even stricter, "I'm not in a meeting to listen to your arguments, I repeat, the cover is the work of the entire editorial department, regardless of each other." ”

Tan Ruoli and Moqiao were silenced together.

"Rich, you contact the head office and inform them that I'm going to ban CC completely. From this second on, I don't want to see this woman again in any of the Evangel-related magazines! ”

"Yes, President."

Lin Lan turned around to take the mobile phone, just staring at Yuan Zi Wen, Yuan Zi Wen avoided her gaze in a panic, she didn't like the ambiguity that was always conveyed intentionally or unintentionally in his eyes.

"Let's put the modeling thing aside." Gong Minhua looked at the computer screen with a sharp gaze, "It's obvious that Creator has stolen our design, and the information is circulating from within. Or it's an omission in the work, or it's a deliberate leak, but no matter who this person is and for whatever reason, I will never allow this black sheep to stay in the magazine! ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became tense in vain, and everyone was terrified.

"Creator" was founded relatively young, and in recent years, latecomers have taken over, and it has quickly seized a place in the fashion industry. The head offices of the two magazines happen to be in the city, and they meet on a narrow road, and the competition is extremely fierce. This time, the opponent stole the cover of "Evangel" and posted it on the official website first, which is tantamount to a blatant vicious provocation.

If someone is deliberately passing the information to the Creator, it means that there is a ghost in this room.

"Luo Qiang, you are the deputy editor-in-chief, what do you say should be done about this matter?"

Gong Minhua's tone was not good, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Luo Qiang's failure to discover the problem in time. Luo Qiang naturally understood her attitude, but she didn't even frown.

Luo Qiang looked at everyone, her tone was calm, and her face was gentle, "At present, the editorial department is the main one who has been in contact with the cover, and the art department will also have a corresponding investigation. Of course, this is just a routine, and you should not think otherwise. ”

She turned her head to look at Tan Ruoli, "Who did you hand over to after the cover was ready?" ”

"Yating." Tan Ruoli didn't even raise her eyelids.

I don't know if it's the illusion of Yuan Ziwen, she saw Tang Yating seem to glance in the direction where she was. There was an indescribable coldness between his eyebrows—like looking at a dying man.

This look of horror flashed, Tang Yating raised her head, and she said: "I received a notice from the art department that morning that there was a problem with their OA network. So I backed up the cover to a USB flash drive and let the original seed send it over. ”

The topic fell on her head unexpectedly, and Yuan Ziwen was shocked, and she had an ominous premonition.

"When I was about to get off work, I called the art department to check, and they told me that I had just received it. It turned out that after I gave the USB flash drive to Yuan Ziwen, she went out and left the USB flash drive in the lounge on the twenty-third floor. ”

Yuan Ziwen glared at Tang Yating in shock, almost unable to believe his ears.

The bomb was dropped too suddenly, and for a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the original seed Wen, as if there was an invisible poisonous needle hidden.

The lounge on the 23rd floor is open to all the staff of the magazine, and it is never locked, so people can come and go freely. Each USB flash drive has the name of the employee on it, which is easy to see at a glance. If someone takes it and copies the cover, it will only be a few minutes away.

In other words, everyone in Evangel is suspicious.

Gong Minhua was silent for a long time before speaking, "Who is the original seed Wen?" ”

Yuan Zhiwen stood up stiffly and almost knocked the chair over, "President, I ......"

"President, I am also responsible for this matter, I should check with the art department as soon as possible." Tang Yating intercepted Yuan Ziwen with a voice full of guilt, and at this moment she burst into tears, as if she was about to cry out.

Gong Minhua frowned, "How long have you two been in Evangel?" ”

"Two years."

"Half a year...... Many. ”

"You've been in the editorial office for so long, and you can still make such a low-level mistake? The USB flash drive has been forgotten in the break room for five or six hours, do you have this job in your heart!? ”

Tan Ruoli straightened her back after listening to Gong Minhua's words, brushed a strand of long hair behind her ear, and considered her words, "Yating has been with me for so long, and she has always been careful and serious in her work, but in the final analysis, this matter is still the mistake of Yuan Ziwen." The president, I will immediately expel Yuan Ziwen and further investigate the owner of the magazine. ”

"Expulsion?" The original seed is repeated warmly.

It really answered the words of the front desk, "Disaster is coming." ”

As soon as he joined the company, Yuan Ziwen understood that "Evangel" was a battlefield, which could change color at any time, and the undercurrents were turbulent. But she didn't expect that she was just an insignificant pawn, and she would be counted as cannon fodder.

Yuan Ziwen felt the sudden alienation around her, and she moved the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't say a word to defend herself.

Lin Lan smiled lightly and broke the deadlock, "It's really strict to talk about the editor-in-chief, I haven't figured it out." Besides, we have to rush to come up with a new cover, so I'm afraid the dismissal will be too busy, right? ”

"Talking about the editor, is there any reason why you are so anxious to fire the original seed Wen?" Mojo asked tepidly.

Tan Ruoli was just about to refute, but Luo Qiang said lightly: "Yuan Ziwen, you sit down first, and Deputy Tang also sits down." ”

Yuan Ziwen fell back into the chair like a puppet, and in a trance, he seemed to see Lin Lan smiling at him. The more he helped her, the more terrified she became.

At this moment, Luo Qiang's phone rang, and after she answered the phone, she said to Gong Minhua: "The head office already knows about the collision, and the president has sent a special assistant to the pastor and the head of the administration department to understand the situation, and they will be there in forty minutes." ”

How did it spread to the head office so quickly?