"Really." Jian Chunsheng said, "First, I'm not the kind of person who pushes the blame. Second, this matter was discovered before it was listed, and the losses caused were not large. It's no problem for me to bear the economic losses myself. , How could I offend a person for no reason because of this kind of thing? Or a senior editor?"

Li Meiyu was persuaded by Jian Chunsheng.

But she immediately began to wonder about something else.

"Then why did Feng Taiyan do such a thing?" Li Meiyu frowned and said, "You are a newcomer, and you don't have any background, no background... Dabao, do you usually offend him somewhere?"

Jian Chunsheng thought about it for a while, and after confirming that such a thing had never happened, he shook his head and said, "No."

Li Meiyu: "This is so strange."

In the afternoon, Jian Chunsheng was absent-minded at work.The atmosphere in the editing room was awkward. Everyone was staring at the three-acre land in front of them, and they were all busy.Usually at this time, although it is busy, everyone will still chat with each other, share snacks, and the atmosphere is harmonious.This quietness immediately made people feel uncomfortable.Especially when the person who created this embarrassing atmosphere was himself, Jian Chunsheng himself felt uncomfortable.

When getting off work, the editor-in-chief called Jian Chunsheng to the office again.

Jian Chunsheng was thinking about the job transfer that the editor-in-chief said in the morning, and felt a little uneasy.

This is what the editor-in-chief wanted to tell him.But what Jian Chunsheng didn't expect was that the decision of the company's leadership had not changed in the end, and he was still going to be transferred to the mail room.

"Why?" Jian Chunsheng couldn't accept this result at all.

He was obviously not the one who did the wrong thing, so why should he be punished?

The mail room is almost the most idle and worthless department in the whole company. Many people say that the mail room is Ke Cheng's "cold palace", and only those who offend the leader will be sent there to force them to resign voluntarily.

The editor-in-chief frowned, "This is a decision made by the company's upper management, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Jian Chunsheng clenched his hands tightly, "Could it be that Editor Feng didn't deal with it when he did such an excessive thing?"

"About this matter, I will educate him well." The editor-in-chief said.

"Educate him well?" Jian Chunsheng almost laughed out of anger.

A person who takes the blame will be sent to the mail room, and a person who tampers with the work results of other colleagues will only be given a good education.

The editor-in-chief seemed to have exhausted his patience, and said with a cold face: "This is the end of the matter, it's useless to talk too much, you can go to work in the mail room from tomorrow, and besides, the entrepreneur you were in charge of planned to hand over before leaving work tomorrow." To editor Feng, let him take over your work."

If the previous decision made Jian Chunsheng disheartened, then the editor-in-chief's last sentence completely crushed his reason.

A strong dissatisfaction rushed to the root of his tongue.

He clenched his fists, remained silent for a moment, and said with a hint of relief and joy: "The company does not need to transfer jobs, I resign."

The editor-in-chief frowned, as if he didn't expect that Jian Chunsheng would really choose to resign, stared at him for two seconds, and asked, "Have you thought about it? If you turn around and walk out of this office now, I can pretend that I didn't listen to this sentence." I’ve been here before. Don’t regret it in the future.”

"If I really go to the mailroom as you wish, I will really regret it." Jian Chunsheng's anger was on his forehead, and he didn't give himself any room to speak, "I will send the resignation letter to your mailbox later, most of the time Thanks to you for taking care of me over the years."

He bowed slightly, turned and left.

As soon as he walked out of the office, everyone in the editing room looked at him strangely.

Several colleagues hesitated to speak.

Jian Chunsheng returned to his desk, took out a storage box, and began to pack his things.

Seeing his actions, a colleague finally couldn't hold back anymore, and came over and asked, "Dabao, are you really going to the mailroom?"

Jian Chunsheng looked up at the other party, but said nothing.

At this time, Feng Taiyan swayed slowly with his hands in his trouser pockets, and smiled lightly, "Editor Jane, I'm so sorry, once you leave, you will have to hand over your hard work for half a year to me. "

Jian Chunsheng didn't even raise his eyes, and continued to pack his things.

"However, before you leave, remember to give me some things." Feng Taiyan chuckled, "Isn't there a project on how to succeed as an entrepreneur that was entrusted to you? Remember to organize all your previous materials ..."

"I lost it." Jian Chunsheng raised his head and looked at him coldly, "You have to work hard to contact someone to do it again."

"You——" Feng Taiyan didn't understand that this was Jian Chunsheng's deliberate trip. He was about to get angry when he remembered something. You don’t know the overall situation, although you went to the mail room, you are from Kecheng after all, and your behavior will make the company’s leaders even more unhappy.”

When the people around heard Feng Taiyan's words, they all felt a little bit of anguish in their hearts, but after all, it was not their own business, so they would not show it.

However, the way they looked at Jian Chunsheng was more complicated.

No matter what Jian Chunsheng did, asking him to hand over the work that he has worked so hard for a long time to others is tantamount to handing over all the previous hard work to others.

We are all editors, so we can't help but feel sorry for each other.

Jian Chunsheng finished packing up, looked up at Feng Taiyan, expressionless, and said: "Editor Feng, from now on, I am no longer an employee of Kecheng, you don't have to use Kecheng's leadership to oppress me, everyone knows you There is an aunt who is a director, why do you always show off openly and secretly? So, please get out of the way now, you are blocking the way."

Feng Taiyan's expression changed.

When the colleagues around heard that Jian Chunsheng had resigned, their expressions also changed.

Jian Chunsheng took two steps forward with the storage box in his arms, and when he was about to leave the editing room, he suddenly remembered something, looked back at Feng Taiyan, and added: "I forgot to tell you one thing, about you tampering in the printing factory without permission." I have backed up the evidence of the book I am in charge of, including video and computer history, and will send it to the mailboxes of the directors of the company tonight. Although you have an aunt, the company will not be decided by your aunt alone. You can drive me away, but whether you can escape unscathed depends on how capable your aunt is."

After speaking this long paragraph, Jian Chunsheng only felt that he let out a fierce breath of anger, turned around and walked away.

He didn't know that after he finished speaking, Feng Taiyan's whole face changed, and all the previous arrogance turned into unconcealable panic and worry.

————Weibo@舟自娱520

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