Chapter 30 You said you didn't treat me like a sister.
Despite feeling a tightness in her chest, Lin Zaoyi composed herself, took the elevator, and ordered pepper spray on her phone, just in case.
Upon arriving at the newspaper office, before anyone could even sit down, Zhao Qingqing walked over with her arms crossed, making no attempt at formality, her eyes full of mockery. "I heard you got an exclusive interview with Mr. Solo?"
Lin Zaoyi looked at her expressionlessly.
Zhao Qingqing smiled smugly, "I'm afraid you'll have wasted your time."
Lin Zaoyi ignored her, but she was indeed feeling uneasy.
Soon, this unease was confirmed.
Sister Qiao pulled her aside, "The editor-in-chief has assigned the Solo interview to Zhao Qingqing."
She was stunned at first, then felt as if water had been poured into her chest, making her feel suffocated and confused. "Why?"
It seems to connect to something, "Just because I refused to have dinner with him over the weekend?"
Xu Qiao was also furious, calling him a piece of shit.
Just then, a colleague came over to deliver a message, "Zaoyi, the editor-in-chief wants you to go to the real estate press conference."
Lin Zaoyi curled her lips coldly, clearly intending to get rid of her.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, her colleague asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Yes, Mr. Solo will be here at ten o'clock."
A colleague exclaimed in surprise, "You're the one who arranged to meet Solo? Then why—"
Yu Guang glanced at the editor-in-chief as he came out of the office. "Zaoyi, you should tell the editor-in-chief right away!"
Lin Zaoyi was about to speak, but Zhao Qingqing was faster. After a sweet "Editor-in-Chief Yu," she handed him the manuscript, "Could you help me take a look at Mr. Solo's interview transcript?"
She wasn't going to let that go unpunished. "Editor-in-Chief Yu, I'm the one who arranged to meet Mr. Solo."
Yu Long: "Without the influence of CBN, could you have gotten a date with Soros?"
Could things get any more shameless?
Yu Long cut to the chase, "Lin Zaoyi, hurry up and go to the press conference. This is work, don't try to bargain!"
The intern's plight is evident: orders from superiors must be obeyed without question, or else they're fired.
...
The press conference started at 10:00 and ended at 11:30. By the time Mr. Solo arrived at the newspaper office, it was lunchtime, so he naturally left.
But there is still much discussion about him.
"Qingqing, you're amazing! You actually managed to handle Mr. Solo! How did you do it?"
"I'm not interested in how to get it done, I'm just envious. I also want to get a permanent position, but alas, it seems like that's a long way off."
The flattery was incessant, making Lin Zaoyi feel nauseous. It only took her three seconds to go from confusion to sudden realization: Zhao Qingqing, you're nothing special after all.
She walked over expressionlessly. "Doesn't it smell delicious when you steal it?"
"Rob?" Zhao Qingqing retorted, not to be outdone. "That's ridiculous. If you're not happy, go find the editor-in-chief."
Yu Long pushed the door open and came in, holding documents. "What's all the noise about?"
Zhao Qingqing pursed her lips, her previous arrogance vanished, and she instantly transformed into a submissive woman, the kind who was being bullied. "Editor-in-chief, Lin Zaoyi is not convinced. She says I stole her credit."
Lin Zaoyi remained completely unmoved, but her eyes were filled with a cold, mocking glint. What kind of reporter is she? She should just act.
Yu Long turned his gaze to the side, "You have a problem with my arrangements?"
He gestured with his chin toward the conference room and said, "Come in and let's talk."
Lin Zaoyi followed the other party to the conference room. The blinds were drawn, so that people inside could not see outside and people outside could not see inside.
Yu Long pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit."
Lin Zaoyi: "No need, I'll stand, you go ahead and speak."
The other party then dropped a bombshell: "You should know that this interview is related to your promotion."
She nodded, waiting for what was to come.
To her surprise, he suddenly reached out, and she instinctively dodged. Yu Long, having missed his target, clicked his tongue in displeasure, "She's pretty, how come her emotional intelligence is so low?"
This is a blatant example of workplace sexual harassment!
Lin Zaoyi held back for the time being. "Editor-in-Chief Yu, if you have nothing else, I'll head out."
"Leave what?" Yu Long's lips curled into a frivolous smile. "Don't you want to get a permanent position?"
"think."
Lin Zaoyi answered smoothly, "But there's no rush. My family is doing well, and we don't have to worry about food or clothing for now."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
Zhao Qingqing rushed over anxiously, "Lin Zaoyi, did you and Editor-in-Chief Yu reach some kind of agreement?"
Lin Zaoyi let out a disdainful sneer, "Do you think I'm like you?"
Zhao Qingqing's face instantly turned bright red. "What do you mean?! Having a rich second-generation boyfriend is nothing special!"
Lin Zaoyi knew that these words were meant for Yu Long, so she played along, "Of course, if I had 800,000 yuan in pocket money a month, could your boyfriend do that?"
Zhao Qingqing choked.
Lin Zaoyi's hand trembled as she looked down at a string of unmarked numbers.
Ninety percent of them are in sales.
My mood was so-so, so my tone wasn't exactly friendly: "I'm not buying a house, I'm not buying insurance, I'm not buying funds, I have no money."
The phone went silent for a brief moment.
The other party was probably speechless and about to hang up when a voice came from the other end, "Besides the house, nothing else has been mentioned yet."
His voice is excellent, deep and magnetic.
"...Brother Zhaojing?"
"Looks like you didn't save my number."
That's a miscarriage of justice.
"We only have WeChat."
A very short, soft laugh came from beside me. "Fine, I apologize."
Lin Zaoyi was alarmed. "This is serious! Is something wrong?"
He said, "Go downstairs."
"ah?"
"Don't you need the car keys anymore?"
want.
Lin Zaoyi walked towards the elevator. "I'm coming right now. Could you please ask that person to wait a moment?"
When they arrived at the parking lot, they realized it was Tan Zhaojing who had delivered the keys. "What are you doing here?"
Tan Zhaojing glanced at him expressionlessly, "You seem to dislike it?"
Lin Zaoyi dared not. "No, no, I meant how come you have time to come over when you're so busy?"
"I happen to be running errands nearby." He said, handing over the keys.
She accepted it with both hands, saying, "Thank you so much, Brother Zhaojing."
Tan Zhaojing showed no intention of getting into the car and leaving, remaining standing still. "The number has been noted?"
Lin Zaoyi: "...I haven't had time yet."
The man said, "Save it now."
She said "oh," lowered her head to operate the computer, and typed the three words "Brother Zhaojing" in the notes.
Tan Zhaojing glanced at him briefly, realizing he really did treat him like an older brother.
"Dinner's ready."
Lin Zaoyi replied casually, "Not yet."
"Then together."
What should I do if I don't really want to...
The girl's resistance was evident in her eyes, but Tan Zhaojing pretended not to notice. "Any recommendations nearby?"
Since things had come to this point, it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse again, so Lin Zaoyi politely asked, "What would you like to eat?"
"Anything is fine."
He wasn't picky, and Lin Zaoyi wasn't too hasty either, taking him to a Chinese restaurant with good reviews.
While waiting for the food, Tan Zhaojing asked her, "Where did you go this morning? Solo told me that the person he was interviewing wasn't you."
If Tan Zhaojing were replaced by Xixi or Tan You, she would probably be crying in frustration by now. Not only was her credit stolen, but she was also sexually harassed.
It's really frustrating.
But sitting opposite him was Tan Zhaojing, and their relationship wasn't close enough for them to confide in each other.
She gave a forced laugh, "I've been assigned other work."
She spoke casually, but Tan Zhaojing understood something from her words; he wanted to hear her speak for herself.
He asked several times back and forth, but she showed no intention of asking for help. Instead, he became impatient and asked, "Why don't you ask me for help?"
Lin Zaoyi was slow to react, "Huh?"
"What? The business you worked so hard to secure was snatched away? Are you willing to accept that?"
Lin Zaoyi tried to laugh it off, but tasted a sourness in her mouth and her eyes welled up uncontrollably. She shifted her gaze to the window, but it was blurry and she didn't know where to look, so she simply lowered her head.
"Lin Zaoyi," Tan Zhaojing called out to her.
"What?" Lin Zaoyi blinked frantically to force back the stinging in her eyes.
"Raise your head."
"I don't."
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
He stood up slightly, and with his fingertips lifted her chin. The next second, the girl's watery eyes came into view, but her lips were tightly pursed, making her look both pitiful and stubborn.
"Promising."
"Mind your own business!" Out of embarrassment, Lin Zaoyi slapped his hand away, immediately realizing her disrespect.
She patted his hand as if it were too late to mend the fence, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhaojing."
She paused mid-touch, looked up in alarm, and saw that the man was looking at her with a half-smile.
Judging from the slight curve at the corner of his lips, it's as if he's saying: "You're taking advantage of me again."
She pulled her hand back as if she'd been electrocuted, awkwardly scratched at the table, then picked up the cup to hold the water down, her eyes darting around.
Sure enough, people can make eight hundred feints in a second when they are embarrassed.
After a moment of awkward silence, the man steered the conversation back on track, "Are you willing to give up your sales performance to someone else?"
She shook her head. "I will fight back."
"Why not rebel now? What would happen if you asked me for help?"
Lin Zaoyi spoke the truth, "I don't know you well, so how can I bring it up?"
Tan Zhaojing: "...What makes someone 'well-acquainted'?"
The girl muttered, "You said it yourself."
"What did I say?"
Now that the topic has been brought up, Lin Zaoyi saw no need to hold back any longer. "Tell me, you don't treat me like a younger sister."
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