Andrew is the deputy director of the news center, one of them, responsible for intern management and other work, and is Xu An's top boss, but Xu An knows that this guy doesn't like him, although he didn't show it, Xu An still found this from his usual gaze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now hearing Andrew call himself, Xu An was stunned for a moment, and began to constantly recall whether there was any problem with his recent work in his mind, and he didn't have a clue after thinking for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, Xu An found that almost the entire office colleagues were looking at him, and he was a little helpless, what is this sympathetic gaze?

Even Andrew has a part in the tricky incident?! Although it was a little impossible, Xu An didn't think much about it.

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"Xu An, I'm sorry to inform you that you have been fired."

Xu An never thought that when he came to the office, Andrew would say such a sentence to himself, dismissal?!

"Are you kidding, sir?"

"Are you kidding? No, no, no, this is an official notice, you heard it right, you were fired, that's what Mr. Webb meant. Andrew looked at Xu An with undisguised disdain in his eyes.

Webb is one of the deputy editors of the New York Times, and in this huge collective, the power of an associate editor is very large, not to say that Xu An is just an intern, even if it is a regular employee, even if it is an associate director like Andrew, Weber can decide whether they go or stay.

Xu An frowned, and asked eagerly and unwillingly, "Can you tell me why?" ”

Even if he is a graduate of Columbia University's School of Journalism, being fired from a major newspaper like the New York Times before his internship period has expired is a huge blow to Xu An's future career, and it will be difficult to work in this field again.

Andrew sneered and gloated: "Your last article was suspected of fabricating sensational news, and Mr. Webb was very angry, so congratulations, you can end your intern life!" It's a pity that it's not a promotion, but a dismissal, tsk. ”

"Sensational news?!" Xu An was so angry that he laughed, "Andrew, compiling sensational news, how dare you say such a thing?" He was a journalism professional, and he knew that the New York Times had lost the trust of the public for a time because of its involvement in sensational news, and the newspaper's sales plummeted, which eventually forced the publisher and president to resign voluntarily.

"I'm not wrong, it's sensational news!" Andrew affirmed, "People like you don't understand anything, and you like to talk more than anything, isn't that your style?" ”

"People like us? Andrew, can you be specific? Xu An's eyes flashed with danger, he didn't know if Andrew was aiming at his academic qualifications or ...... skin color, if it's the former, it's just jealousy, because Andrew's education is not high, just a community college graduate, but if it's the latter, although the problem of racial discrimination in the United States is very serious, but ......

Xu An will let him taste his iron fist!

"Hah!" Andrew smiled exaggeratedly, "I think you'll understand, I'm talking about people like you, what?" Want to get your hands dirty? Or do you want to accuse me? It's a pity I didn't say anything, Ann, you don't have a chance! ”

Xu An glared at Andrew, trying to calm his anger, and continued: "I remember the manuscript the day before yesterday as an interview with Ms. Natasha, and the recording is still in my recorder, I didn't exaggerate anything!" Why would Mr. Webb say it's sensational? Have you touched my manuscript? I know that interns' manuscripts have to be reviewed and revised by you, and you have this opportunity! ”

Ms. Natasha is the mother of one of the victims of the Queens serial killer case, and this is the most likely news that Xu An has been exposed to recently, and of course, it is interspersed in the overall case coverage.

Xu An still remembers the interview with Ms. Natasha a few days ago, it was a poor mother, it can be seen that her daughter's tragic experience has caused her to suffer a huge blow, the interview was interrupted by Ms. Natasha's sad crying, Xu Xin even thinks that the newspaper should not disturb the sad mother, at least not in the short term.

After the interview, Xu An sorted out very carefully according to Ms. Natasha's recording, and the manuscript fully reflected the pain endured by Ms. Natasha and her family, and also expressed her indignation against the murderer, and finally added a little content to urge the detectives in Queens to solve the case as soon as possible.

How can something written in full accordance with the facts be considered to be suspected of compiling sensational news?!

"I'm going to take another look at yesterday's manuscript!" Xu An said toughly, he was already a little impatient, he had always been not a good-tempered person, and it was not easy to talk so much to Andrew and Yan Yuese when he was wronged.

Hearing Xu An's words, Andrew smiled: "I don't think there's any need to read it, your manuscript is very well written, I haven't moved it, not even a single letter has been moved." At this time, his expression was a little disgusted and jealous, very complicated, but immediately became gloating again, "I'm sorry to tell you that Ms. Natasha had an affair with the agent in charge of the case, was found out by her husband, and then ran away from home!" ”

Private affairs, running away from home?!

Xu An was completely stunned, what are you kidding?!

It's so sad that a mother would do such a thing, and not long after her daughter was killed, and the murderer was still at large?! Is she an actress? The grief and tears on the day of the interview were fake?!

Andrew's words made Xu An a little difficult to accept for a while, and he asked with difficulty: "But what does this have to do with sensational news?" ”

"What's the matter?!" Andrew waved his arms exaggeratedly, "Such a prodigal woman, you describe her so sad, even painful, isn't this sensational news?!" Weber's editor-in-chief is very angry about this, he thinks that you are not only making sensational news, but even suspected of concocting fake news! ”

"I'm not cheating!" Xu An said angrily and helplessly, yes, at this time, she would elope with other men, and she was even so eager that she didn't wait for the murderer to return to the case, if she was really sad, how could she do such a thing? And although sensational news is disgraceful, it can still be said, if he is suspected of news fraud, then he will be in big trouble, "There is also an interview recording, which can prove that I am not fake!" ”

"Maybe, who knows?" Andrew didn't care, he threw his fat short legs on the table, and said in a harsh tone: "Or maybe when you deleted the recording?" ”

"Deleted?!" Xu An was stunned, "Impossible, I can be sure that I didn't delete the recording, the recorder is on my desk, I will take it to prove my innocence to the editor-in-chief Weber!" ”

"Are you talking about this recorder?" Andrew triumphantly pulled out a voice recorder.

"Why is my voice recorder with you?!" Xu An said angrily, and then rushed over with an arrow and snatched the recorder from Andrew's hand fiercely.

Andrew shook and almost fell out of his chair, which startled him, "Hey, hey! Be careful, Ann, this is the office area, everyone is watching here, are you going to attack me with your Chinese kung fu? ”

Xu An was not interested in talking to him, he kept his head down and fiddled with his voice recorder, while Andrew tried to maintain his balance and looked at him triumphantly.

The voice recorder was blank and all recordings were deleted!

"Andrew !!" Xu An shouted angrily, his eyes slowly became red, with his temper, how could he endure such an obvious frame-up? "It's you, it's you who deleted my recording!" As he spoke, he threw away the recorder, rushed forward, grabbed Andrew's placket, and dragged the fat pig back with a hard pull, dragging the fat pig up from the chair.

Andrew had difficulty breathing, his face turned red and grabbed Xu An's hand, trying to break it off his clothes, but no matter how much effort he used, it was in vain, Xu An's hand was like a pair of iron tongs, not moving at all, "Enough, Ann, you son of a bitch, I deleted your recording, but so what?" You have no evidence at all! ”

"Evidence?!" Xu An sneered, "Why do you want to do this?!" Answer me, why? If you don't answer, my fist is proof, you know, Andrew, I'll do kung fu! ”

As he spoke, Xu An slammed his fist into the desk next to him.

Bang!

The resin-faced desk was like cardboard under his fist, and a hole was broken all of a sudden, "I ......" Andrew's throat rolled, and he retreated a little, looking at Xu An's eyes became full of fear and disgust, like looking at a pile of scary garbage, and the huge fear made him a little hysterical.

"Why? Ann, I tell all this why! I hate you yellow-skinned monkeys and those, I can't stand it for a day, do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to see you inferior people walk by in front of my eyes every day? And Richie, Calf, Young, Flossen, you guys are not only in the same room with me, but maybe you'll be my boss in the future, how can I put up with it? Well? Especially you, Ann, a master's student at Columbia University's School of Journalism?! An alumnus of President Kars? I want to thank Natasha for that cousin, she gave me this opportunity, haha, Ann, you're going to be a disgrace to Columbia's School of Journalism......"

Bang!

With Xu An's impulsive temper, it was not easy to endure it for so long before he made a move, and his fist was so heavy that Andrew's face twisted with a funny expression, and even spit out a bloody tooth.

Bang!

The second tooth, the transparent glass door, was pushed open by a newspaper colleague who had been watching the situation outside.

Bang!

More blood and spittle made Xu An shake his hand in disgust, but he was also stopped by the panicked crowd, and the scene was chaotic, "Oh, oh my God, oh my God! ”“OMG！ Ann, are you crazy? "Mr. Andrew!! Quick, pull Ann apart! "Call the security guard, the security guard!"

Xu An was pulled away by four or five people together, but he was still jumping with his feet, trying to kick Andrew, who was already dizzy, "Let go of me, I'm going to kill this fat pig!! ”