“That’s my business,” Qing Yan raised her chin. She didn’t want to use photos from someone she disliked.
“We’re all here to do our job, you like doing things the hard way, I like flattery, no one can interfere. But helping each other when in difficulty isn’t too much, right?” Ally picked up her briefcase. “I’m going to interview pop star Ellen. If these photos don’t work, I’ll shred them.”
Just as she was about to leave the office, Qing Yan jumped up and rushed to the shredder, wanting to destroy the photos.
Why should she accept help? Wouldn’t that mean she was incompetent?
Xiao Ke immediately rushed over. “Ally is right, you’re always so impulsive and won’t let others help!”
Qing Yan was half-dead from anger at herself, half-dead from anger at Wei Zhan Yi, half-dead from anger at her own foolish brain constantly thinking about Wei Zhan Yi. Finally, she gritted her teeth, selected a few photos, processed them, and submitted the manuscript.
“Qing Yan, Xiao Ke, we’ve received police information that they’ll be cracking down on teenage street racing tonight. Go cover this news, take the latest company car!”
“Let’s go!” She quickly grabbed her bag, put on running shoes, and at the moment of turning to leave her desk, hesitated, then tore off a sticky note, wrote two stiff characters, and stuck it on Ally’s computer screen—
Thank you!
Can I leave now?” She was thinking about the report.
During the interview, the scene was chaotic. Xiao Ke was busy taking photos, and she was busy recording the scene. Little did she know that someone was carrying a firearm, attempting to escape by shooting. Unfortunately, a stray bullet grazed her arm.
The doctor instructed, “Miss Ding, as a precaution, please stay in the hospital for observation for 48 hours.”
”It’s just a flesh wound. What do you want to observe?” She glared, her cheeks puffed up.
”There might be some internal injuries that haven’t been discovered yet.” Seeing her anger, the doctor’s face turned red.
”What a joke! Staying in the hospital for a minor injury? There won’t be any reporters left in Taiwan, and the newspapers will have blank spaces!” She made a move to get out of bed. “I need to go back and write the report.”
