Only after being stared at by the leaders of the publishing department did Song Foxiang change his words.
Editor Wan also apologized awkwardly.
Zou Weijun didn't even look at the two of them. She didn't hold on to the apology and she didn't feel like working overtime anymore. She just left the unit - she had already reported the matter to her superiors. No matter whether Song Foxiang or Editor Wan did it again, she would have a legitimate reason no matter what she did!
She really didn't want to stay here for a moment. With two greasy men, Song Foxiang and Screenwriter Wan, the air was so dirty!
Two female colleagues who were working overtime at the company today watched this story from beginning to end. They did not expect that Song Foxiang's confession would have such a dramatic development.
It's hard to comment on Song Foxiang since he's not in the same department as them. But Editor Wan... Editor Wan must have a problem with his brain. If he really wanted to help Song Foxiang deliver the love poem, he could have given it directly to Zou Weijun or put it on his desk.
Put it in someone else's bag.
Could Editor Wan be a pervert who frequently rummages through the bags of his female colleagues?
Maybe it’s true, but no one noticed it before. We must be careful in the future!
The two female colleagues felt the same way, and quickly called the female employees who did not come to work overtime today, and exaggerated what Song Foxiang and Editor Wan had done.
On the phone, several female employees from the publishing department began to discuss.
"After May Day, you need to bring a lock with you when you go back to work."
"That's right, everyone has to bring a lock, and from now on, the cabinets where personal belongings are kept must be locked!"
"I never realized that Lao Wan was that kind of person..."
"Bah, you can't tell, he just loves to make dirty jokes!"
There are male colleagues who make dirty jokes in every unit.
Younger female colleagues will blush and feel shy, while those who have become more aggressive after working at the company for a long time will retort in person.
No one had ever directly reported sexual harassment like Zou Weijun did before, because anyone who got angry because of dirty jokes between colleagues would be said to "not be able to take a joke."
Zou Weijun looks gentle, but he has a strong personality, which opened their eyes.
Editor Wan said countless good things in front of the leader to guarantee his character. The leader was on vacation when Zou Weijun called him to the unit to deal with this bullshit. The leader was very unhappy with Editor Wan and kicked him out of the office without listening to Editor Wan's explanation.
As soon as Editor Wan came out, he heard two female colleagues whispering on the phone at the entrance of the corridor, gossiping about what happened today, and his mind was immediately in disarray.
"Old Song, you really hurt me!"
Song Foxiang was a little absent-minded.
What's wrong with that woman Zou Weijun? She actually did it for real.
I thought it was a lily with a certain temperament, but it turned out to be a rose with thorns. It pricks my hands when I get close to it?
Editor Wan kept complaining, but Song Foxiang couldn't express his true thoughts in front of Editor Wan.
Zou Weijun said she had a husband, but Song Foxiang didn't quite believe it.
The more he couldn't pick roses, the more Song Foxiang liked it.
Yes, no wonder he felt that starting a new relationship was not exciting in the past two years. It turned out that there was no challenge!
Having finally come across a challenging opportunity, Song Foxiang was reluctant to let it go.
…
Zou Weijun felt disgusted as if she had stepped on dog shit when she met such a self-righteous suitor. After returning home, she was too embarrassed to tell her son what happened at work. However, Xie Qian found out the whole story through other channels.
Xie Qian was unable to comment on this matter.
The next day, Xie Qian and Wen Ying made another appointment to meet at the provincial library.
After listening to Xie Qian's description, Wen Ying buried her head on the table, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably:
"Hahahaha, is Aunt Zou so tough?"
Xie Qian did not ask anyone to follow Zou Weijun. He just was worried about Song Foxiang, so he asked someone to keep an eye on him.
So Xie Qian quickly learned about what happened at Zou Weijun's workplace yesterday.
He really didn't know his mother would handle it this way.
Thinking of Song Foxiang and Editor Wan's reluctant apology, Xie Qian couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Song Foxiang and Editor Wan were unimportant people to Xie Qian. If these two hadn't taken the initiative to approach Zou Weijun, Xie Qian wouldn't have even given them a glance.
They are just two clowns!
Xie Qian was happy about his mother's reaction.
The boy's eyes were filled with joy, and the stars in them became even brighter. "I contacted a psychiatrist last night and told him how my mother handles things... Wen Ying, you know, she's trying hard to recover."
When Xie Qian made the decision to transfer to Chengdu, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.
The longer Xie Qian lived in Chengdu, the more convinced he became that he had made the right decision.
Now that I think about it, it was not only correct, it was clearly the best decision he had ever made.
He was just one step away from becoming a motherless person.
Ever since Xie Jinghu betrayed his family, Xie Qian no longer considered him a close relative.
Both parents, both elders, one is not qualified to be a father, and then he lost his mother, so where are the parents and elders left?
"I was really happy that I could save her and it didn't matter what I did, but I was scared that she had given up on saving herself."
When a person has no attachment to the world and no desire to survive, living is really a torture, so people with depression choose to commit suicide.
Suicide is a relief for patients with depression. They don't have to suffer anymore and they can move towards permanent peace.
The patients are relieved, but for their relatives, such pain will accompany them for the rest of their lives!
Relatives will be reluctant to let go and will blame themselves.
If the patient had been watched closely, he might not have committed suicide.
If they had cared more about the patients, they might not have committed suicide.
If... there are not so many ifs in the world. A tragedy that has already happened is difficult to reverse. If one can prevent the tragedy before it actually happens, it takes several lifetimes of virtue to accumulate.
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