However, Mia Ginger’s sudden decision to leave still caught him by surprise.
Personal reasons?
Heh.
Jay Lee chuckled lightly. Thinking about Reagon Chapman didn’t put him in a good mood.
He also started working at his family’s company right after graduation, initially working as a reporter. In his heart, he most admired women who appeared intellectual and elegant on the outside and were resilient and decisive on the inside, like Reagon Chapman. Seeing too much of her just dampened his spirits. Cold and unpleasant, he wondered how the operations director kept inviting such a daunting presence?
Although the website traffic had increased a bit, numerous problems followed closely behind.
Just this morning, as soon as he arrived, two men came in with bottles, ready to smash his head in. After security took them away and questioned them, it turned out that Reagon Chapman had been vigorously pursuing a story about taxi drivers refusing rides for the past few days,
And as a result, the taxi company, having no alternative, decided to make an example out of a few taxi drivers she had encountered during her undercover interviews.
The men had families to support and found it difficult, so with bottles in hand, they came to the office to threaten violence, leaving him unfairly caught in the middle.
Everything in moderation—balancing tension and relaxation is the key to success.
Jay Lee contemplated with a stern face for a while, feeling the need to have a good discussion with Reagon Chapman. He stepped over to his desk and directly summoned her on QQ, "Come to my office."
Reagon Chapman was called in by Jay Lee for a talking-to. Mia Ginger picked up her resume and returned to her desk, naturally not seeing her.
She sat at her desk, looking at the computer, feeling somewhat conflicted.
Leaving after just a week of internship felt very uncomfortable, especially since she had started with such enthusiasm and had boasted a lot to Aurora Cooper and Koa Jackson. How was she supposed to explain it all when she returned?
It was downright embarrassing.
The more Mia Ginger thought about it, the more upset she felt.
Around three o’clock, she received a text from Koa Jackson, "What time do you get off work? I’ll come pick you up to celebrate your successful start."
Mia Ginger: "..."
She replied helplessly, "I’m driving."
"Get a driving service to bring it back. I’m off work early today and I’ll come pick you up." Koa Jackson’s response was as concise and non-negotiable as ever.
Mia Ginger had no choice and replied, "Five o’clock."
"See you in a bit."
Mia Ginger looked at the three words on the phone screen and gently sighed. As she glanced up, she saw Reagon Chapman returning with a dark expression.
Both feeling mutual disdain, she simply turned her head away.
In that moment of turning her head, she suddenly felt relieved. She had other places to go; why should she sulk about leaving? It wasn’t her fault, and there were plenty of opportunities elsewhere. In life, who doesn’t change jobs a few times?
Thinking this way, she started browsing the web on QQ.
Reagon Chapman had isolated her, and since she had no work to do, she had been browsing the web since yesterday afternoon, pondering over news.
Just as she was contemplating, the work group’s window in the bottom right corner suddenly flashed.
Mia Ginger clicked it open and a line popped up in the chat, "She’s looked constipated from morning till night,
"..." Mia Ginger was stunned at the sight of that line.
Before she could process it, the message was swiftly retracted by the editor who sent it.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Mia Ginger sensed that her team was excessively quiet. She reflexively turned back to look, and several editors were pursing their lips and shaking their shoulders, clearly suppressing laughter.
Mia Ginger immediately realized what had happened—the message had been sent to the wrong place.