Chapter 3 (Minor Revision) It feels like the sky has fallen...

"I want to know, what exactly happened?!"

Inside the company, General Manager Wei was throwing a tantrum.

In the conference room, on the large projector was the same red carpet promotional photo that Lazy Fish had previously posted in the group chat.

Early in the morning, they handed the images to the brand. An hour later, the brand simultaneously released the on-site interview video and photos of the promotional event on their official WeChat account and website.

At first, the audience was amazed by the star-studded event, but as they watched, something seemed off when Xin Qi's solo photo was shown.

This new celebrity has a pretty handsome face, but why are his legs so short? He looks like he has a 50/50 body proportion. It's such a waste of such a handsome face.

Of course, these were just passersby who didn't know Xin Qi, and they would just laugh it off and move on.

However, Xinqi's fans reacted differently. After seeing the red carpet photo, they erupted in anger, protesting the brand's malicious photoshopping.

Some even started conspiracy theories, wondering if it was because their own brother was a newcomer and too handsome, outshining other big-name artists, that they deliberately bullied him by photoshopping him to look ugly, in order to make the others stand out.

Although they don't have many fans, they still have considerable public opinion influence. After receiving numerous complaints, the brand came to the company to demand an explanation.

So this is what happened. The company immediately convened an emergency meeting. President Wei kept banging on the table in the conference room, speaking fluently and spittle, which sprayed directly onto the faces of the supervisors and photographers in the front row.

"How did you take these photos? Didn't you see everyone online laughing at you? Did you offend the photographer?" The photographer was the first to be questioned.

He said innocently, "There's nothing wrong with the photos I took."

As the other party spoke, they hurriedly found the original photo on their computer and projected it onto the projector to prove their innocence.

"What happened?" Wei Zixiang started looking for people again. "Who was in charge of post-production?"

"It's Yu Yue." Before the photographer could speak, Huang Jiayan, who was standing next to the supervisor, quickly chimed in.

"Where is she? Where did she go?" Wei Zixiang looked around but couldn't find Yu Yue, which made him even angrier.

"I'm sick, so I'm taking the day off." Huang Jiayan's eyes flickered as she spoke, and she muttered softly, "I probably have a high fever, so I made a mistake when I was editing the photos last night."

When she saw the photo, her heart skipped a beat, because she suddenly remembered that this photo seemed to be the last one she had pulled from her desktop.

She didn't know why she did it; she just subconsciously dragged it into her hard drive the moment she saw the filename.

She guessed that Yu Yue might be a hater of the artist named Xin Qi, which is why she maliciously photoshopped the image to vent her anger and even called the other person a "big idiot".

She just didn't expect that when the supervisor reviewed the photo, he didn't reject it, nor did he talk to or reprimand Yu Yue. Instead, he even sent it to the brand. This was something she hadn't anticipated.

“Send her a message to come over, she’ll crawl over here if she has to!” Wei Zixiang roared.

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Wei." Upon hearing this, Huang Jiayan immediately started sending messages to Yu Yue.

"Let's put that aside for now. I just want to ask you guys, how exactly did you approve this kind of photo?!"

The next person called on was the supervisor, who also said innocently, "President Wei, you gave me the hard drive directly. I thought you had already approved it, so I had Lao Chen send it directly to the brand."

As is the usual procedure, the photographer sends the photos taken on location to the assistant for post-production. After the post-production is completed, the photographer needs to review them. Once the review is passed and there are no problems, the photos are handed over to the supervisor for final inspection before being submitted to the client. This is the whole process.

This time, to his surprise, the hard drive was given to him personally by the boss. He naturally assumed that it had been reviewed by the boss, and since the client was in a hurry, he didn't check it much and handed it over directly.

Could he possibly find fault with the boss? The supervisor felt he hadn't done anything wrong, but with such a big incident, he couldn't blame the brand for not reviewing the images before releasing them, so naturally, he needed to find a scapegoat.

Then it can only be...

Wei Zixiang then remembered that he had indeed handed the hard drive to the other party without instructing him to do so that morning. He couldn't continue to blame the other party, so he looked at Old Chen in the last row of the conference table.

The other person immediately realized he couldn't take the blame, so he quickly said, "I checked the file before sending it to them. The file name was 'Big Idiot,' and I even changed it, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. But whether there's a problem with the picture or not, I don't know either. This celebrity is a newcomer, I don't even know him, how would I know if his legs are long or short?"

The more he listened, the more he realized how reasonable it made, and he straightened his back.

Therefore, the person responsible for this matter can only be Yu Yue, the person who edited the photo.

Once the situation was settled, the tense and stagnant atmosphere in the meeting room immediately relaxed.

"After she arrives, I told her to come straight to my office," Wei Zixiang said fiercely. Seemingly still not satisfied, he added another curse. "From now on, no one is allowed to bring their personal emotions to work. The whole company has to clean up her messes now."

Because they disliked the celebrity, they maliciously photoshopped the image, which is a serious offense and they must be held responsible for the aftermath and severely punished.

The matter was finally settled with a unified tone, and the meeting concluded.

But before Wei Zixiang could announce the end of the meeting, his phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was the brand he was talking to, so he quickly answered the phone and his tone instantly became obsequious.

"Mr. Wang, hello, hello."

"Oh, I'm really sorry about that. It was the work of a post-production employee who acted without permission. I have dealt with it seriously and dismissed him. It will definitely not happen again, so please don't worry."

"Oh, I know. I will personally escort them to their door to apologize and make compensation. I will also step in to reach a settlement with the artist's side, and I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

"Okay, okay, I'll handle it. Don't worry. Goodbye..."

Wei Zixiang hung up the phone, his face turning dark again. The speed at which he changed his expression was astonishing.

"Alright, meeting adjourned," he said grimly. "Go do what you were supposed to do."

"Yes, Mr. Wei!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the meeting room scattered like birds and beasts.

...

When Yu Yue rushed to the company, it was already 3 p.m.

When Lazy Fish asked about her short legs in the group chat, she saw that the picture she had photoshopped while venting her frustration last night had actually appeared in the official picture.

She was utterly shocked because after editing the image, she had specifically saved it to her desktop to avoid mixing it with the version that needed to be submitted; it was impossible for it to have been transferred to her hard drive along with the original. Given this, how could it possibly appear in the photos that needed to be sent to the client?

She was absolutely certain she wouldn't make a mistake on this, but when she turned on her computer, the photo titled 'Big Idiot' on her desktop was indeed gone.

So the only possibility is... Huang Jiayan thought she had missed the photo, so she put it in for her.

Therefore, she contacted the other party immediately. However, to her confusion and anger, Huang Jiayan denied that she had put it there, insisting that she was delirious from a fever and kept urging her to go to the company, where the boss was waiting.

Yu Yue knew that this matter was probably going to be difficult for her.

Sure enough, as soon as she arrived at the company, everyone looked at her with pity and watched her walk into the boss's office.

"Smack!"

As soon as she entered, before Yu Yue could even stand still, a hand slammed onto the mahogany table.

She felt sorry for her boss's hands.

"Do you know why I'm here to talk to you?" Wei Zixiang asked angrily. "The whole company is cleaning up your messes, and you're just sleeping in at home. How can you even sleep soundly!"

Seeing her boss spitting as he spoke, Yu Yue was at her wit's end. She quickly explained, "President Wei, although editing the image was my fault, I assure you I didn't mix the image into the hard drive. I specifically saved it on my computer desktop before going to bed last night, so no one will know. As for how it ended up, I don't know either. I had a fever this morning, so I asked Huang Jiayan to unplug the hard drive from the computer and take it to the company."

"Oh, so you mean it was all Xiaoyan's doing on purpose?" Wei Zixiang sneered. "She already told me that you suspect her."

Yu Yue: ……

"You shirk responsibility when something happens and pin the blame on your colleagues, and they even help you get leave. You're really something."

Blah blah blah, and then General Manager Wei began to scold again, spitting as he spoke.

Yu Yue remained silent, only lowering her head and not uttering a word.

She knew that anything she said at this moment would be wrong, so it was better to say nothing.

She has no evidence regarding the photos.

The fever left her feeling completely disoriented. Ironically, she didn't even feel sad or angry.

Yu Yue was unusually calm at this moment. This was the so-called workplace, and she had really had enough.

The man opposite her continued to open and close his mouth, spittle flying everywhere in front of her eyes. Sunlight streamed between them, and Yu Yue even began to imagine whether her boss's spittle could create a rainbow under the refraction of the light.

Oh, she's hopeless.

"Are you listening to me?" the questioning voice rang out.

Yu Yue nodded quickly, then her mind wandered off again.

The gaze shifted from the spittle flying from Wei's head to the top of his head, and then from the top of his head to his hands that were constantly slapping the mahogany table.

The watch, studded with tiny diamonds, shone brightly and caught her attention.

This watch was a gift from the brand, and it's also Mr. Wei's new favorite. Every time he's at the company, he makes sure to show it off casually.

However, Yu Yue wasn't concerned about the watch at the moment. Instead, she suddenly remembered that the contact's profile picture she had seen on Huang Jiayan's lock screen last night was a close-up of this watch. That's why she was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misread it.

But now, a flash of inspiration seemed to strike Yu Yue, and a lot of information was connected.

As she was thinking, the man opposite her finally stopped.

"Alright, now let's talk about your punishment." Wei Zixiang, tired from scolding, took a breath and quickly continued, "I've already communicated with the brand. You need to personally go to Xin Qi's artist team to apologize and gain their understanding, then this matter can be resolved. As for whether or not to fire you, I'll consider it further and see how you perform next."

"Go...go to our door to apologize?" Yu Yue's eyes widened.

"Yes, go to their place and apologize in person. If you can't get their forgiveness, don't come back!" Wei Zixiang said, then waved his hand impatiently, not wanting to see her face again. "Hurry up and go right now, you hear me?!"

What? You want her to apologize to Xin Xiaoqi right now?

Yu Yue felt her vision go black, as if the sky had fallen.

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