Chapter 92

ght now.Patting Cheng Kexin on the shoulder, Gu Chi hurriedly went up in the elevator.After a short while, Gu Chi came down and directly scooped up Cheng Ke Xin, walking out. "Yang Zuo is already wait...Su Kexin was already swamped with formatting, and seeing this, she couldn't help but frown, "Qiu Yue, I'm a little short on time. Could you please compile the data yourself"

"What are you talking about" Qiu Yue's eyes widened as if she had heard a joke, "Don't you know how busy I am! You have to know, this interview was done by me alone! I'm already swamped just organizing the interview transcripts, and now you want me to organize all these miscellaneous things too"

Su Keqin frowned, "But I'm swamped here too. What if—"

Before she could finish her words, Qiu Yue impatiently interrupted her, "Su Ke Xin, I know you have connections, but do you need to be so arrogant Are you relying on the editor-in-chief to help you and just want to eat free meals at the magazine"

Zheng Yue's voice was very sharp, and when she said this, she deliberately raised her tone. Immediately, everyone at the magazine came over to look.

Su Ke Xin's face also turned cold.

She took a deep breath and calmly picked up the file Qiu Yue had given her, saying softly, “Okay, I’ll help you organize it.”

Qiu Yue's face revealed a hint of smugness. She just wanted to boast a couple of sentences, but Su Kexin once again spoke calmly and unhurriedly.

But please, don't think you've done the magazine a favor just because you've conducted an interview. After all, this is your first assignment in two years at the magazine.

Su Ke Xin's words were harsh, but also true.

She and Qiu Yue joined the magazine company at the same time. She was able to handle assignments independently a year ago, but Qiu Yue has always only done proofreading and other odd jobs.

"You..." Qiu Yue didn't expect Su Ke Xin to suddenly turn the tables on her. Her face turned pale, but hearing the laughter from the people around her, she couldn't bear to lose face, so she gritted her teeth and walked away angrily.

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Su Ke Xin smiled ambiguously, and simply began processing the documents Qiu Yue had given her.

At this, she couldn't help but frown.

This factory is really unscrupulous. They hire people who are mostly from rural areas and don't know anything, treating them like machines just to do the work.

She hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask: "What will happen to these workers if we expose this factory"

"They're all going to be laid off." Xiaomei shrugged. "I'm the one responsible for investigating this factory's financial situation. They recently took on a lot of big orders, and their cash flow isn't keeping up. It seems they haven't paid salaries in ages. If we expose them, I estimate all these orders will be scrapped, and the workers' wages won't even be thought about."

Su Kexin heard some things that made her feel uneasy. But she also knew that letting these unscrupulous factories produce food for circulation on the market would be irresponsible to consumers, so she couldn't say much and could only continue organizing the data.

Around 11:00 PM, Su Kexin felt her stomach start to cramp.

She couldn't help but rub her stomach, frowning.

Her stomach has always been sensitive, and even a little hunger could cause pain. Today, she only had a few crackers for dinner because of overtime work, and now she's starting to feel full.

But the shop downstairs closed as well, so she had to walk to the kitchen and see what was in the refrigerator.

It happened that there were too many people working late today, and the snacks in the refrigerator had already been eaten by others. Su Kexin could only heat up some milk to warm her stomach.

She was sipping her milk in small sips when suddenly she heard footsteps behind her.

She turned her head and saw the last person she wanted to see..” 。Though she thought about it, Lin Momo of course wouldn't say it out loud. For some reason, she also wanted Gu Yichen to have a better impression in his brother's heart. 。"Then, what do you think a...