Whether it is a public statement that Enchanting is an illegal publication, or something else, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu once again pushed President Zhao to the forefront and forced Enchanting Magazine to stop publication, or to her, the editor-in-chief, the society must give her a clear explanation from the official posture, otherwise, such a large journal will not become a joke in the industry.

Therefore, in the end, the factional dispute in the society came to the end, Nie Congcong became more and more calm, she didn't look for anyone, didn't say anything, didn't discuss with anyone, just according to the rules of the society, go to work every day, get off work when she got off work, as if nothing happened, and even the invitations of other magazines, she pushed back for a few months, she just wanted to stay until the end, and wanted the clearest result, anyway, everyone else was already shameless, what were she afraid of, and she didn't care about the past two months sooner or later.

At noon on this day, Director Li of the Social Affairs Office called Nie Congcong and informed him that the meeting on the second floor would be held at half past two in the afternoon, hoping that everyone would not be absent.

One afternoon, the journal suddenly notified all employees to participate in the re-publication meeting. Nie Congcong habitually sat on the row of chairs in the direction of the entrance, she waited for the meeting while reading the manuscript, and when the meeting officially began, she found that the people from the journal were sitting opposite her, including Xi Yiyi and Shen Jiayi.

Although there was a distance of nearly four meters in the middle, Nie Congcong faced them and had a feeling of heartache for the first time, which was a kind of coldness that was completely betrayed by his loved ones. Nie Congcong glanced at them from a distance, tears rolling in her eyes, but in the end she didn't let it fall, she lowered her head and pretended to continue reading the manuscript, although at that moment, she couldn't read a word. She could know with her spare eyes that some people gloated, some people looked sympathetic, and some people ......

When President Zhao and Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu came in, they both subconsciously glanced at Nie Congcong's side, Nie Congcong pretended not to see it, it is estimated that they didn't expect Nie Congcong to be isolated so quickly, especially the glance that Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu looked at, the content was quite complicated, there were blame, pity, and some unspeakable things in it, but Nie Congcong knew that no matter how turbulent her heart was, but in the eyes of others, she was so calm, so calm, as if nothing had happened, No one could tell her expression and mood.

On this day, Nie Congcong wore a green striped square-mouthed sleeveless upper and lower two long dresses, her short hair was already long, and it was naturally draped over her shoulders, which looked unique and quiet and elegant in this large conference room. Nie Congcong caught President Zhao's gaze several times, but she chose to avoid it, since she had reached this point, she didn't want to say anything, she quietly looked at the manuscript in her hand.

At the meeting, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu announced that the club would run a health magazine, mainly for middle-aged and elderly people, and it was the health version of the partner, which was in charge of Yan Qin, a teacher from the distribution department. He didn't speak for long, and his content was concise and precise, but the people in the editorial center were first surprised and then angry...... Even if President Zhao spoke above, the whispers below quickly overshadowed the president, and President Zhao's speech could only be interrupted, and he asked Editor Zhang in the first half of the month very angrily, Xiao Zhang, what are your opinions, put them forward now, don't talk about it below!

Editor Zhang was also not polite, and said as soon as he opened his mouth, did the leaders of the society think that the people in the editorial center were dead, or did they think that there was no one available in the editorial center? If you feel that there is no one available in the editing center, then you can just fire everyone, why use us while ignoring us? President Zhao asked, how do you say this? Editor Zhang said, do you still need to ask? President. There are 15 editors in several editorial departments, and the company wants to make a healthy version, but let a person from the distribution department be in charge, don't you think it's a joke? President Zhao glanced at Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu, and said very embarrassedly, I didn't decide this matter alone, and I would know what Mr. Yan's level was, just do one or two issues of magazines. Please don't dwell too much on this issue.

When Editor Zhang heard President Zhao say this, he didn't say anything anymore and sat down hatefully. Took out his mobile phone from his pocket and played, he played with his mobile phone, and secretly looked at Nie Congcong a few times, wanting to get her response, or wanting her to express his opinion. However, Nie Congcong still looked like he didn't care about himself.

Halfway through the meeting, Nie Congcong took his things and left, and for their next discussion, Nie Congcong didn't care, and he didn't want to care. For her, it has nothing to do with her that the magazine does anything. As soon as she returned to the office, she saw President Zhao's text message, why didn't you attend such an important meeting, is there anything wrong? She glanced at it, deleted the text message, and went back to the office to start packing her things. She packed up her things and gave Elle a phone call to explain the club's decision.

Then I took my things and took a taxi to the train station. I haven't been home for many days, and now Nie Congcong doesn't want to think about anything, doesn't want to do anything, just wants to rest at home for a few days, after she got in the car, she received a text message from Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu, why did she leave suddenly? I'll be looking for you after a while. Nie Congcong returned, I was on the train back to Xi'an.

When the train started, Nie Congcong lay quietly on the top bunk alone, and then began to slowly recall the half of the meeting that he had not attended in the afternoon, according to the information he had already understood, this should have been thought about by them, right? In this way, she was forced to leave. Thinking of this, she felt a little funny, obviously she could directly tell her the problem that could be solved, but it had to be so complicated, could it be that the society already had a lot of money and didn't care about the printing cost of seventy or eighty thousand yuan per month? It didn't seem to be the case at all, but now, it didn't seem to have anything to do with her, and thinking of this, her tiredness hit her, and she fell asleep groggily.

In the days that followed, President Zhao and Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu called Nie Congcong several times, but Nie Congcong did not answer, she actively communicated with several journals that had contacted her before, wanting to choose the most suitable magazine for herself, and then leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. However, before she completely implemented the matter, she didn't want to say too much to President Zhao and Deputy Editor-in-Chief Liu, one was that she didn't know how to say it, and the other was that she felt that she didn't have any desire to express herself in the face of them............ Although it is only a short half a year, it is really a matter of things and people............ Take a look at the latest chapters of "Miss Cake Claw Book House" and read it for free for the first time.

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