Chapter 9: Getting an interview with Fu Yanjing is the only way out
Chapter Nine: Getting an interview with Fu Yanjing is the only way out
Tan Donglin didn't wait for Wen Jinye. He left cursing and swearing, leaving behind a pile of cigarette butts and a mouthful of phlegm.
But Wen Jin also couldn't sleep at night when it was pitch black.
Chiu Chiu nestled obediently in Wen Jinye's arms.
It was as if they sensed her low spirits and fear.
She whimpered softly, her pink tongue licking Wen Jinye's palm.
It was the comfort it provided.
Wen Jin's tears fell into Qiu Qiu's soft fur, and her voice was so soft that it seemed to blend into the night.
"Chirp chirp, how about Mommy takes you to a new home?"
...
The fear that Tan Donglin instilled in Wen Jinye was deep-seated.
During those years of living under someone else's roof, she lived in her uncle's house and endured the mistreatment, disdain, and ridicule, healing herself through it all.
Only Tan Donglin's footsteps lingering outside her door in the middle of the night, his flirtatious gazes with his group of beastly friends, and his lewd whispers became a nightmare that Wen Jinye could not shake off during her teenage years.
It created the dampness of her entire youth.
She grew up in that environment and didn't want the past to become a nightmare in the present.
So Wen Jin took a day off the next day and found a house as quickly as possible, moving in one go.
After everything finally settled down, Wen Jinye's heart found a moment of peace.
Until Xiao Yin called in a panic.
"Sister Jinye, something terrible has happened! Your interview with Pang An has been broadcast with the audio changed."
"It was Lin Zhiying who was replaced! How could she be so shameless!"
Their show airs every Monday and Thursday at 5 PM, with content updated simultaneously on online platforms.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Jin immediately opened the official website and, sure enough, saw Pang An's figure in the program clip that had just been updated three minutes earlier.
However, the interview audio was completely replaced by Lin Zhiying's voice.
Even the interviewer information prominently featured Lin Zhiying's name.
Wen Jin also felt a lump in her throat, unable to breathe.
The rivalry between her and Lin Zhiying for interview opportunities is nothing new.
But this is the first time that Wen Jinye's hard work has been stolen so openly.
At the same time, other colleagues in the program team also sent messages to Wen Jin.
【Xiao Jin, something's happened!】
[You'd better come to the TV station right away! Xiao Yin and Lin Zhiying got into an argument in the office, and Director Wang wants to fire Xiao Yin for causing trouble!]
Wen Jin's heart tightened suddenly, and she hurriedly rushed to the TV station.
Everyone in the production team knows that Wen Jin is Tang Man's right-hand woman, and Xiao Yin is Wen Jin's only love.
The young woman, who had just graduated, had Wen Jinye as her first partner in the industry, even though they only worked together for half a year.
But in Wen Jinye's heart, Xiao Yin had long been considered his most precious friend.
The only reason she could compete with Lin Zhiying was herself.
Wen Jin also ran all the way back to the program team.
In Director Wang's office, his unsatisfied scolding and cursing could still be heard.
"Openly insulting others in the program team and stirring up trouble, this is the kind of quality people from prestigious universities have!"
"No matter how much you say, it's useless. We're going through the procedures these next few days, and my little temple can't accommodate a Buddha like you."
"Pack your bags and get out of here!"
After saying that, Fatty Wang was still not satisfied, "Even Wen Jin, who was involved, doesn't care, so who gives you the right to stand up and jump to your feet?"
Wen Jin pushed open the office door.
Her clear, gentle voice was also firm and resolute: "Who said I don't care?"
She glanced coldly at Lin Zhiying, who stood smugly beside Fatty Wang, and asked, "How was the handout you received?"
Xiao Yin lacked social experience and, in a moment of anger, stood up for Wen Jin, unable to control her temper.
But when things actually escalated to the point of resignation, they became afraid.
After all, countless recent graduates would do anything to get into Jiangbei TV Station. She had finally made it through her internship, and if she were to be fired at this critical juncture, it would be a terrible situation for both herself and her family.
Meeting Wen Jinye's reassuring gaze, Xiao Yin, like a child who had done something wrong, whispered, suppressing her sobs, "Sister Jinye..."
Wen Jin walked up to Director Wang and pulled up the work records on her phone one by one. "Director Wang, if I report this information to higher authorities and things get out of hand, everyone will be embarrassed."
Fatty Wang shifted his gaze guiltily.
But he remained defiant, saying, "You still have the nerve to say that? Look at the viewership of this episode yourself, is it any different from the other episodes?"
"Writing Lin Zhiying's name on this kind of content is practically taking the blame for you!"
"Let's just leave it at that. Lin Zhiying didn't gain anything from it."
Wen Jin was amused by his high-sounding words, "We can even things out, but Xiao Yin can't leave."
Director Wang is a seasoned veteran who has been through many trials and tribulations. Although he is disgusting, he still maintains a high-handed attitude.
He pushed up his glasses, displeased. "Wen Jinye, what right do you have to negotiate with your boss?"
"Now that Tang Man is no longer in the program team, I am in charge of almost all the arrangements for the entire program team. Who goes and who stays are separate matters."
"It's not your place to make the arrangements yet."
Tang Man and Director Wang have had a working relationship that has been strained for quite some time.
In the past, everyone had often heard Tang Man and Director Wang arguing in the office.
Director Wang narrowed his eyes.
Tang Man won't be back anytime soon, and Mingjing is barely surviving. It would be better to take this opportunity to get rid of all those disobedient people.
To kill the chicken as a warning to the monkey.
He tapped the table a few times, then suddenly slowed his tone.
"Xiao Jin, although you've only worked with me for half a year, you've indeed brought achievements to the program team, so don't say I'm mistreating you."
"If you want to keep her, it's not impossible."
"You follow up on Fu Yanjing's interview."
He sneered, "I'll give you a week. If you can't get an exclusive interview with Fu Yanjing, I'll consider it a major blunder on your part, and you and Xiaoyin will both be fired!"
"How about it?"
Wen Jin's originally calm heart tightened instantly upon hearing the name "Fu Yanjing".
She bit her lower lip tightly, and after a moment...
"good."
The farce is temporarily coming to an end.
Xiao Yin followed Wen Jin out dejectedly.
Tears streamed down her face. "I'm sorry, Jinye-jie, I've caused you trouble."
Her pouting lips twitched. "You shouldn't have cared about me. Now look what's happened, I've dragged you into this mess too."
Getting an exclusive interview with Fu Yanjing was practically a pipe dream.
Putting aside other media outlets, whether they had connections or not, none of them were able to contact Fu Yanjing.
Even if Mingjing can actually make contact.
Given Lin Zhiying's outburst at the golf course, Mingjing has probably already been blacklisted by Fu Yanjing.
Wang Pangzi's suggestion that Wen Jin also try to get an exclusive interview with Fu Yanjing was essentially pushing Wen Jin into a fire pit.
Wen Jin also looked relaxed and covered Xiao Yin's face with a tissue, "Alright, alright, don't be so moved that you have tears in your eyes."
"The office is going to be flooded."
...
The night was completely silent.
Wen Jin also stood by the window, her fingertips hovering over the phone screen for a few moments.
Finally, resigned, I entered the phone number that I knew by heart.
That was Fu Yanjing's private account.
He hasn't changed it for many years.
"Beep—beep—beep—"
The call was answered.
On the other end, loud music and jokes accompanied the gentle flow of electricity.
The other party remained calm and showed no intention of speaking first.
Wen Jin's breathing slowed, and her grip on the phone tightened inch by inch.
Her voice sounded a little hoarse.
“Mr. Fu, I am Wen Jinye.”
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