Armor: I can only summon the general

After Bing'er found the evidence directly pointing to the Eight-day Journal, she handed everything over to the chairman of the Xiaoya Group. She never got involved in the business conflict between them and did not look for it again. Xiao Song and Lin Jianmin's troubles.

Therefore, at this time, Xiao Song had not personally experienced darker methods, so he took it for granted that he could take advantage of anything by guarding the treasure mountain, but soon he would know how dangerous this world is.

Xiao Song glanced sideways at the drawer where the recorder was placed. He suddenly felt confident and answered the call with confidence.

"Hello? Editor, what's the matter with you? Let's talk first. I'm on vacation right now. Don't mention work matters. I'm not free. You can tell me when I'm in the mood to go to work."

"That's enough, you idiot, haven't you gone to work the last day? Did you know that An Mixiu resigned!"

Listening to Xiao Song's proud voice, Liao Beiren was almost furious, but he was still sitting in the office, surrounded by colleagues from the risk control department. He couldn't roar loudly, so he could only cover the receiver with his hands in a deep voice. Try to speak as quietly as possible so as not to attract other people's attention.

Xiao Song on the other end of the phone was dumbfounded after hearing this. He had indeed not been to the editorial office in the past two days.

He subjectively believes that he has provided such a huge amount of material to the company, and his contribution must be greater than that of An Mixiu. If the boss wants to resign him, he will have to weigh his and An Mixiu's respective weights. , now An Mixiu is no longer a threat to him, so he has not gone to work in the past two days.

Even Xiao Song had almost forgotten An Mixiu. He didn't know about An Mixiu's resignation until Liao Bei called today.

"What? An Mixiu resigned? When did it happen? I don't know at all, editor. I haven't gone anywhere in the past two days. I just rested at home. I didn't provoke him at all. He resigned. It has nothing to do with me at all.”

Xiao Song really didn't know about An Mixiu's resignation. He didn't know when An Mixiu resigned, nor did he know why An Mixiu resigned, so he distanced himself from the relationship as soon as he came up. , he really didn’t do anything, and the editor couldn’t pursue him if he wanted to.

But Xiao Song never thought about how much impact An Mixiu's sudden resignation would have on the D City editorial department at this critical moment, and how much trouble it would bring to Liao Bei.

After hearing what Xiao Song said, Liao Bei was very angry. Before he made this call, he had expected that An Mixiu's resignation had little to do with Xiao Song, a idiot.

But when he heard Xiao Song's excuse with his own ears, the anger in his heart rushed to the top of his head, and he wished he could point at Xiao Song's nose and curse him.

However, the environment he was in did not allow him to do this, so he could only suppress his anger and continue to explain what happened next to Xiao Song.

"That's enough, Xiaosong, listen, the current situation is very serious. If the leader is informed at this time that An Mixiu, the rising star of the company, has resigned without reason, both you and I will be miserable. I'm not here." City, you are the first person responsible, you can’t escape the involvement no matter what, do you understand?”

"I...I understand...Old editor...what should I do now..."

Xiao Song's wilting voice came from the receiver again. These two extremes made Liao Bei curse in his heart. It's true that a villain will run rampant when he gets his way, and he is still a idiot at heart.

After scolding Xiao Song in his mind, Liao Bei quickly suppressed his anger and glanced around guiltily. He found that no one was paying attention to him, so he carefully gave instructions into the receiver.

"Xiao Song, please listen to me. Now you should do as I say immediately. You must find An Mixiu as soon as possible, try every means to get him out of his mouth, and ask him the real reason for his resignation.

And, more importantly, you must let him say in person that he resigned because of his own reasons, and you must leave evidence, preferably audio and video recordings. If you are really capable, then try your best to make him resign. He complained about the company a few words, so as to clear away the responsibility between us.

In short, I don't care what method you use, if you can't complete this task, we will pack up together tomorrow morning, assholes, do you understand? "

Xiao Song quickly went through Liao Bei's words in his mind, then answered with a trembling voice, and then hung up the phone.

Looking at the call records on his mobile phone, Xiao Song suddenly became nervous. He had just thought about changing jobs as a big deal, and then using the Xiaoya Group's black materials to open up a path to the new unit. Then his life would definitely not be better than now. How bad.

But after some intimidation from Liao Bei, Xiao Song simply dismissed these thoughts as distracting thoughts. Now all he thinks about is how to complete the tasks assigned by his old editor.

"What am I going to do... Yes, I want to find An Mixiu, no, D city is so big, where should I find him... Huh... Huh... I can't panic, I have to think of a way, think Think of ways to……"

Xiao Song forced himself to calm down, covered his head and started thinking. After thinking for a long time, he finally hit his head and thought of a place.

"Since An Mixiu is going to resign, he will definitely go to the editorial office first. Even if he wants to leave, he has to pack his things before leaving. I will go to the editorial office now and wait for him. When he comes, I will find a way to trick him. I will definitely complete the task, I will definitely..."

After muttering a few words in a low voice, Xiao Song jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door, changed his shoes, and rushed out of the house.

Not long after he left, he ran back again.

"Leave evidence... Phew... We also need to leave evidence... We need to bring the recording pen with us..."

Xiao Song hurriedly ran to the drawer containing the recorder, opened the drawer, picked up the recorder, and rushed out again.

After leaving the house, Xiao Song planned to hail a taxi so that he could rush to the editorial office as soon as possible and maybe intercept An Mixiu.

He stood on the roadside and stretched out his hand to stop the taxi, but none of the passing taxis stopped. They all hurried past him, as if they didn't see him.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Song finally waited for a taxi. The driver seemed to be quite old, but in order to support his family, at this age he still drove passengers on the road to make money.

The old driver saw him in his pajamas and ran out to take a taxi. He thought he was mentally disturbed, but in order to support his family, he parked the car on the side of the road. Xiao Song also got into the passenger seat unceremoniously and cared carefully. Okay, seat belts.

"Master, go to the editorial office of Batian Magazine as soon as possible, as fast as you want."

The old driver understood as soon as he heard this. It seemed that this person was not mentally ill, but encountered something urgent. No wonder he ran out without even having time to change into his pajamas.

Who doesn’t have something urgent to do these days?

"Don't worry, young man, we'll be there soon."

After thinking about this relationship, the old driver also carried forward the spirit of helping others when they were in need. He stepped on the clutch and put into gear and rushed out, taking Xiao Song quickly to the editorial office.