My sweetheart wants to chase my brother + side story

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Su Wei had just refreshed Weibo, and when she saw that comment, she was furious and tapped on the keyboard, saying that the new author had cheated her.

Su Wei's matter was about himself, and his friend was also involved. He was not clear-headed for a while and lacked calmness and composure, so he was teased by the other party into this appearance.

Qiao Ranqing glanced at the small conference room, Gu Qiao was eating a fried chicken leg with great relish, Qiao Ranqing was a little angry, as the editor-in-chief, Gu Qiao didn't know how to help Su Wei if such a big incident happened. Su Wei being teased like this by the other party? !

He promised to help her take good care of Su Wei, but if things are not done well, he still has the face to eat the chicken legs she bought...

Qiao Ranqing felt sorry for those fried chickens.

In fact, Gu Qiao is the editor-in-chief, and the new author's manuscript has also passed his review. He has a greater responsibility, and Baiwen's punishment for him will only be heavier than Su Wei.

However, he can't be by Su Wei's side all the time. There are still so many things in the editorial department. this point.

After everyone finished eating fried chicken, they cleaned up the meeting room. Seeing that the meeting room was empty, Qiao Ranqing pulled Su Wei and called Gu Qiao. The three of them walked into the meeting room, closed the door, and drew the curtains to block out the curious and probing people outside. line of sight.

There was still a faint smell of fried chicken in the air, Gu Qiao looked at the two people sitting across from him, scratched his hair, "Got it?"

Qiao Ran nodded lightly, "Is there anything I can do?"

Gu Qiao chuckled, "We've already held a meeting to discuss this matter. This matter has nothing to do with you. Just stay at home, read the materials and prepare a new book. Don't get involved."

Qiao Ranqing frowned disapprovingly, "This matter has nothing to do with me, what are you going to do, tell me."

Gu Qiao knew Qiao Ranqing's stubborn temper very well. He sighed lightly, shrugged, and said helplessly, "What else can I do? Terminate the contract with that author, apologize to the readers, and repost the proof that you did not plagiarize. Send a lawyer's letter issued by the legal department, and if you still dare to spread rumors of your plagiarism, Baiwen will take up legal weapons."

Qiao Ranqing tilted her head, and wanted to ask what kind of punishment Su Wei would have, but Su Wei was sitting next to her, it didn't seem very good for her to ask Gu Qiao so bluntly...

Qiao Ranqing pursed her lips, thought for a while, then looked up at Gu Qiao, "When are you going to post this?"

Su Wei once said that "No. 88 Anling Street" is scheduled to go on sale during the National Day, and now there is only one week before the National Day holiday. If there is any problem with this book, Qiao Ranqing tilted her head slightly, and looked at it quietly. Su Wei who is silent, Baiwen may fire Su Wei.

Gu Qiao took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, poured out a cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it, and said in a flat tone, "Tomorrow."

Qiao Ranqing nodded, "I see."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Ranqing stood up, looked down at Su Wei, and said softly, "I'm going home first, come back early after you finish your work."

Su Wei raised her head and looked up slightly at Qiao Ranqing, her eyes were full of guilt.

Qiao Ran smiled lightly, rubbed her head, then turned to face Gu Qiao, "If it's too late to work overtime, remember to send Su Wei back."

Gu Qiao spread her hands, "Understood."

Qiao Ranqing opened the door of the meeting room, and the editors outside who were still working overtime lowered their heads in unison, as if they were working hard on overtime, as if they didn't pay attention to the meeting room.

Qiao Ranqing smiled lightly, greeted everyone and left.

That night, Su Wei came home after twelve o'clock, a small light was on in the living room, and there was a post-it note on the refrigerator.

"I'm really sleepy. I can't wait for you to come back. There is millet porridge in the kitchen. If you're hungry, eat some. Don't worry, I'm still here."

After reading it, Su Wei carefully peeled off the post-it note, carefully folded it, held it in the palm of her hand, and walked to the bedroom.

No matter what the storm is, what should come will come, and what should be faced will be faced sooner or later.

On the first day after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, at ten o'clock in the morning, Baiwen's official Weibo posted a long Weibo in response to the plagiarism incidents that had been raging during this period. The ins and outs of the story are all explained clearly and plainly.

At the same time, Baiwen reiterated that Cao Shui did not plagiarize, and reposted the previously issued evidence, and posted a lawyer's letter, so that the majority of netizens should not listen to rumors.

After the statement was issued, topics related to Baiwen, Cao Shui, and new authors became hot searches again, which can be called the first melon after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, many netizens do not seem to buy it, and still say that Baiwen is covering up plagiarists, and they believe that Cao Shui plagiarized.

Qiao Ranqing sat on the sofa, hugged the computer, refreshed Weibo, and frowned slightly when she saw the fairly uniform comments above. This kind of organized and disciplined smearing of her was obviously controlled by someone behind the scenes. Who is it?She doesn't seem to have offended anyone recently.

All of a sudden, Cao Shui's fans and all kinds of people who deliberately smeared Cao Shui "teared up" Baiwen's Weibo, and the number of comments exceeded [-] at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qiao Ranqing was moved and grateful to those readers for defending her. She had never held a book signing event, nor had she interacted with them on Weibo. She had only written a few books, and she was so loved and maintained by them.

Cao Shui reposted Baiwen's statement on Weibo, and at the same time stated in a solemn tone that he would take up legal weapons when necessary.

Qiao Ranqing refreshed the page, looked at the rising number of comments and reposts, breathed a sigh of relief, zoomed out the page, and opened the folder on the desktop.

In the editorial department of Baiwen, Su Weizheng stared at Weibo without blinking.

The comments on Baiwen's Weibo, all kinds of comments that slander Baiwen and Cao Shui have been squeezed down, and the comments on Caoshui's Weibo have always been very positive.

Su Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to stare at Weibo hot searches. At this juncture, there must be no more accidents. If there is any problem, she needs to immediately negotiate with the colleagues in the operation department and the public relations department, and work together to solve the problem. The negative impact of the incident is minimized to ensure that it will not affect the sales of new books listed on the National Day.

The trending searches on Weibo were updated in real time. Su Wei stared at it for nearly half an hour, but nothing unusual happened, so she relaxed a little and got up to pour a glass of water.

In the tea room, Su Wei was holding a cup, and the hot water poured into the cup, making a soft sound of running water. A clock was hung on the wall to remind all employees that time is precious.

The second hand clicked, and it was unusually loud in the quiet tea room. Su Wei raised her head unconsciously, watching the second hand point to twelve, and the minute to point to thirty.

Ten thirty.