Nima, it's really easy to bully Lao Tzu.

Looking at Yang Wei's back, Xia Xing suddenly remembered the bad luck sticker!

The bad luck sticker was obtained from the bronze card drawn last time, and it was useless, since you hit the muzzle, let you taste how bad luck this bad luck sticker is.

The fight between Xia Xing and Yang Wei has spread throughout the newspaper.

Everyone in the office area was talking about it, and the matter of Yang Wei molesting the third-tier starlet also spread in the newspaper.

"No wonder Yang Wei has been suppressing Xia Xing, there is a reason. ”

"Yes, this editor-in-chief Yang is really excessive. ”

"It's really fake, this Yang Wei is too inauthentic. ”

......

Yang Wei listened to the whispering sound around him, and his liver hurt with anger.

He never thought that Xia Xing, who has always been cowardly, would dare to openly talk back to him this time, and also poked out about his flirtation with third-tier starlets.

Xia Xing took out a sticker with a skeleton from his inventory.

At the end of the regular meeting in the evening, he unknowingly pasted the bad luck sticker on the corner of Yang Wei's clothes.

This thing can't be seen by anyone except Xia Xing.

As soon as the bad luck sticker was pasted, the system heard a prompt sound.

The bad luck patch takes effect, and the action time is 15 minutes, 15 minutes and 59 seconds, and 15 minutes and 58 seconds......

After the meeting ended, Yang Wei's face was unusually gloomy.

Xia Xing has already publicized his scandal, so this guy must not continue to stay in the newspaper office, and he must be blasted out.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to openly contradict me, I must let you get out of the newspaper. ”

At this time, Yang Wei's mobile phone rang, and it was a reminder text message of arrival, and one million had just been credited to his account.

Seeing this information, Yang Wei's heart suddenly became happy.

Some time ago, he got the news of a first-line star's derailment and extorted 1 million from the other party, which is a windfall.

Of this million, he left 800,000 and gave 200,000 to reporters, and the news was bought back by the other party and would not appear in the newspaper.

Yang Wei edited a message: "The money has arrived, you can dispose of the news photos of Wu Ya's derailment, and the 200,000 hush money will be sent to you later." ”

Just finished editing the information, a female colleague had just picked up a cup of hot coffee, and one of them accidentally bumped into Yang Wei.

Hot coffee spilled on Yang Wei's crotch.

"Whew!"

Yang Wei screamed when he was burned, and his mobile phone fell to the ground.

Xia Xing soon received a hatred value of +999 from Yang Wei!

"Editor-in-Chief Yang, I'm sorry. The female reporter took a tissue in a panic to help Yang Wei wipe the scalded ground.

But the hand stopped halfway through, how to wipe this position.

Yang Wei grinned when he was burned, and hurriedly grabbed the paper towel and wiped the burned place himself.

Then he was going to look down and pick up his phone.

However, the sad thing is that the soles of his feet slipped, and he sat directly on the butt pile.

To add insult to injury, his ass sat directly on top of an upright piece of broken glass.

"Whew!" another scream, the broken glass slag pierced into Yang Wei's buttocks, and blood immediately flowed out.

The entire editing room was in chaos.

Some people called 120, and some people helped Yang Wei up from the ground.

However, Yang Wei still endured the pain and took the mobile phone handed over by his colleague.

When Yang Wei took the phone, he was completely stupid.

Just when the phone landed, I accidentally touched the group sending button, and this text message was sent out in a group.

That is, all of his contacts received this damaging text message.

Yang Wei couldn't care about the pain in his buttocks, and his face turned pale.

At this time, the editor-in-chief's phone called: "Yang Wei, please explain to me, what's going on with this text message?"

"Editor-in-Chief Wang, this is a misunderstanding!" Yang Wei said with a sweat.

"Misunderstanding? Wu Ya has already called and wants to sue our newspaper, this matter is your own business, and it has nothing to do with the newspaper, and you will be fired from now on. ”

Yang Wei's face turned pale and sat down on the chair behind him.

"Whew!"

With a scream, Yang Wei jumped up again, and the glass on his butt pierced a few inches.

Xia Xing looked at the hatred value of +999 from the system, this is cool.

He was very curious about what tragic things Yang Wei had encountered, and he had dedicated so many hatred points for himself.

At this time, Xu Wei, a colleague in the entertainment section, answered a phone call, and then said: "Xia Xing, there is big news, go to the hospital with me." ”