The ones who followed Mia Ginger out were all editors. To start, they don’t report directly to Reagon Chapman, and they usually work in the office. They’ve all rotated through the night shifts in the past week, so naturally, they speak more freely than the reporters in the group. Before Mia could say anything, they all voiced their opinions directly.
The flame in Mia Ginger’s heart flared up rapidly.
Thinking briefly, she realized what Reagon Chapman was concerned about was likely the incident at Aurora Cooper’s company. But she couldn’t control the sudden drop of the elevator, plummeting from the tenth floor. Not reacting to that wouldn’t be human.
If Reagon Chapman is using this as a reason to absolve herself, then why not tell the truth?
To hell with PR!
Could it be that she’s fallen for Dallas Taylor and is willing to smear her name like this?
Mia Ginger pursed her lips tightly, her face cold.
An editor next to her looked at her and consoled, "Don’t think about it, let’s eat first. This kind of thing is annoying when you think about it. She’s the boss, and if she wants to mess with you, she has countless ways to do it. If you ask me, you better think it over and find another place."
"Speaking of which, I’ve encountered her a few times," Mia Ginger thought briefly, then said in an extremely helpless tone, "Her husband does some business with my mom, so I’ve met her a few times. It was quite a coincidence when I first saw them; they looked like they were having a fight. It was the same the second time I saw them. I guess she’s been upset over this."
"Well, even if they’re not getting along as a couple, she shouldn’t take it out on others!"
"Exactly, I heard her husband is a wealthy businessman."
"Seems to be the president of Cloud Sky Group. I accidentally overheard when she was chatting with others."
"With her attitude, what man could put up with that!"
The editors ate and spoke in tones filled with disdain, while Mia Ginger listened silently, pretending not to notice.
Reagon Chapman has been a journalist for a long time and should understand better than anyone the phrase ’loose lips sink ships.’ Yet she speaks so meaningfully behind one’s back. There’s no wall that doesn’t leak air. She has a mouth, but so does everyone else, right? What a joke.
Mia Ginger suppressed her anger, finished her meal, and followed the group back to the office, heading straight to find Jay Lee.
Jay Lee was taken aback and asked in surprise, "The reason."
"Personal reasons." Mia Ginger didn’t want to elaborate. Looking at him, she apologized sincerely, "It also has to do with my home address. Our website is too far from home. Driving here takes over an hour; if there’s traffic, it can take almost two, which means I spend three to four hours on the road every day. It’s hard to keep up. I didn’t think about this at first. I’m truly sorry."
Jay Lee stared at her, saying nothing.
As an adult, he understands that this reason is just a pretext for Mia Ginger. He remembers their conversation during the interview. Would she really resign voluntarily unless she had no choice?
Jay Lee thought a little and asked her, "Is it because of Reagon Chapman?"
"No." Mia Ginger smiled and shook her head.
She cares about her dignity. These issues between women, to speak them aloud would be a joke. Besides, Jay Lee would not kick out an experienced old reporter for the sake of an intern, right?
The atmosphere in the private office grew stagnant for a moment. Jay Lee got up and said, "Alright. I understand. I respect your decision. Later, just retrieve your resume from the front desk and say goodbye."
"I’m very sorry." Mia Ginger nodded and left his office.
Jay Lee watched her go and sighed.
Intern journalists aren’t paid. Nowadays, many college students have internships that are just a formality. Coming and going isn’t a big deal; it’s something that happens on the website every day.