"Zhuang Shuqing?" He frowned, who is she?
"Captain Leng, catch up quick." The person who had walked far ahead couldn't help but urge him.
The man packed up his things and called back to the distance: "Coming."
As the sun set, Zhuang Shuqing returned to her rented apartment, diving deep into the vast ocean of the internet, completely unresponsive to the persistent doorbell.
Finally, as the streetlights came on, she stretched lazily, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction and smiling.
Zhuang Shuqing patted her stomach and picked up her wallet, ready to go out hunting for food. Fast-consuming goods were not her thing, but sometimes one has no other choice.
Whenever she got hold of explosive news, it was time for junk food. How she missed the days when Qin Huaixin lived with her, they were just wonderful.
She grabbed her wallet, opened the door, and the first thing she saw were two takeaway boxes quietly standing in the corner of her wall, with a note on top. Overjoyed, she snatched the bags and slammed the door shut.
"As a reward for the explosive news you shared today, here's two takeouts for you in exchange. No need to thank me."
Zhuang Shuqing's eyebrows twitched slightly. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. She tossed the note into the trash and started eating without any image to uphold.
Zhuang Shuqing woke up early, in a particularly good mood today.
At the orphanage gate, Qin Huaixin arrived late, but far from complaining, Zhuang Shuqing asked cheerfully how she slept last night.
Qin Huaixin looked at her as if seeing a ghost, "You're in a good mood, but not to this extent, right?"
Usually it's either no-show or lateness, today is the most abnormal day in history.
Zhuang Shuqing rolled her eyes at Qin Huaixin, hands in pockets, turned and walked inside, "Let's hurry, Dean Hua probably can't wait any longer."
Tan Biyang's scandal broke online in less than an hour, rapidly hitting 5 million views, becoming the first headline in the entertainment industry to provoke public outrage.
For a time, the sounds of scolding, denunciation, all filled one's ears, to the extent that Tan Biyang had to disable her Weibo. As for whether she would hold a press conference later to clarify, that was her own affair.
In the office, Zhuang Shuqing covered her mouth and snickered as she watched the webpage. Latest content published on NoveI[F]ire.net
Netizen one: "In the entertainment industry heart machine chart, she can claim the third place, directly monopolizing the top three."
Netizen two: "Tsk tsk, never would've thought the girl who doesn't let others touch her is actually such a scandalous person."
Netizen three: "Stop cursing, stop cursing, keep on and she'll go throw herself into that fat-laden director's arms again..."
Netizen four: "The guy above is right, that's an eyesore."
Zhuang Shuqing laughed so hard her stomach hurt, eager to continue reading the comments, but there were simply too many, so she closed the webpage and organized other news.
Strictly speaking, that evening's event really sparked off Tan Biyang's role. Humph! This little punishment is nothing compared to what she lost that night, it's practically trivial!
Having endured to the end of the workday and just as she was about to pack up and slip away, she was called into the editor-in-chief's office.
"Editor-in-chief, you wanted to see me?"
Zhuang Shuqing's face was calm, having completed the assignment given to her by the editor-in-chief within three days, his attitude towards her had made a complete 360-degree turn.
"Sit." The editor-in-chief walked over to the water dispenser, filled a cup for her, handed it over, "That last headline you did was excellent, our Xinghai Studio's popularity soared to the top ten nationwide in a short period of time, you played a big part."
Zhuang Shuqing smiled slightly, very professionally, "It's what I should do."