After work.
Hou Ge asked, "Teacher Zhang, shall we have a meal together?"
"I'll pass." Zhang Ye raised his hand, "You guys go ahead."
Xiao Lu also invited, "Let's go together. With everyone going, it'll be boring without you."
Zhang Ye smiled bitterly and patted his pocket, "I need to be thrifty now. I can't spend the extra money, or else I won't be able to pay the party fees. You guys go ahead and eat. Don't worry about me."
Hou Ge patted his chest, "My treat."
"Then forget it. Maybe next time." Zhang Ye said.
Xiao Lu exclaimed, "Teacher Zhang, you're a party member?"
"Yes, I joined when I was in university." Zhang Ye answered.
Zhang Ye had joined the party in his third year of university. Of course, that was in his previous world. In this world, it was pretty much the same. He had learned from his mother that he had also applied to join the party at that time. He had also followed the crowd and submitted his application. After two meetings, he had become a probationary party member. Now, he had become a permanent member. However, he did not participate in any party activities after that. He was just messing around … Eh, no, that's not right. Zhang Ye was … was being influenced and educated by the organization.
Why did he go from messing around to being influenced?
Nonsense! There was no why! It had to be said that way!
Hou Ge said helplessly, "Then let's go. Teacher Zhang, you have to give me face next time."
Xiao Lu waved her hand, "Give me a few minutes. I'll switch off everyone's computers. The windows aren't closed either."
"You guys go ahead. I'll do it." Zhang Ye forced them to go eat. He closed the windows and switched off the lights. Only when he was done did he lock the office's door.
In the corridor.
Editor Wei's hunched figure walked over from afar, "Teacher Little Zhang."
"Uncle Wei, you haven't knocked off yet?" Zhang Ye knew Editor Wei's character and was very respectful to him. From then on, he called him Uncle Wei.
Editor Wei smiled, "I'm working overtime today."
"Why do you work overtime every day? I don't see you walk by every time I knock off. "Zhang Ye frowned.
Editor Wei was a very cheerful person. "It's alright. If I do more work, others will do less. I have nothing to do at home anyway."
Zhang Ye knew that it was definitely Wang Shuixin who made Editor Wei work overtime. Because Editor Wei had beaten up his son a few years ago, Wang Shuixin had always harbored a grudge. That was why he used every opportunity to squeeze Editor Wei dry. No, it was not only Editor Wei. Wang Shuixin did the same to others. In the past, Zhang Ye could not tell much, but when Wang Shuixin took advantage of Zhang Ye's misfortune to force him to sell his copyrights cheaply, Zhang Ye finally saw this person clearly. Wang Shuixin usually looked like a dignified person with a literary aura. He was even a famous poet, but from that incident, Zhang Ye could tell that this was a person who did not treat others as humans. Zhang Ye and Hu Fei had already agreed to pay for the medical expenses of a leukemia patient. Not only did Wang Shuixin not have any compassion, he even took the opportunity to use Zhang Ye's shortcoming of needing money to obtain the greatest benefits for the station, as well as for himself!
Of course, those who looked ugly were irritating!
But for a person like Wang Shuixin who had an ugly heart, it could only be said to be hateful!
But Editor Wei mentioned this name the next moment, "Director Wang's secretary asked me to call you over. There might be something."
Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes, "Since his secretary asked me to go, why don't I come myself?"
A person with the surname Wang ordering Editor Wei around, was Wang's secretary addicted to ordering him around?
Editor Wei's temper was very good. He even spoke up for that person, "He's quite busy, so it's best you go over."
"His secretary is busy? I'm still busy! " Editor Wei had a good temper, but Zhang Ye's temper was well known. He had been suppressing his anger towards Wang Shuixin, and it was the kind of anger that was about to explode. If the Leader or the Leader's secretary were looking for him during working hours, then it would have been fine. But now, it was after work. It was past the legal working hours!
Looking for me?
No time! Who cares!
A person like Zhang Ye, to put it nicely, was an emotional person. To put it bluntly, he was a prick. When he was happy and others treated him well, he would go along with them and be polite to them. But if others made him unhappy, then this fellow would not care about them. What Leader, what Leader's secretary? Zhang Ye even dared to point at their noses and scold them. And he had indeed done such things before.
Editor Wei gave a wry smile.
A few employees who were passing by after work also heard Zhang Ye's words. Seeing Zhang Ye turn around and go downstairs without going to Wang Shuixin's office, they looked at each other and gave a wry smile.
"Zhang Ye is indeed Zhang Ye."
"That's right. I've been reading the news and the internet recently. They are all praising him for being affectionate and loyal, spending his fortune to help his fans. But they don't know that when this person gets angry, he is also a person who doesn't care about his own family. Back then at the Golden Microphone Awards, that song," Dead Water ", shocked so many people! Hai, but then again, maybe it's because of this that so many people like him. "
"Me too. I think Teacher Zhang Ye is quite a nice person."
"But why does he have such an attitude? Did Director Wang offend him? "
"Heh, you still don't know? The copyright for 'Analysis of the Three Kingdoms' was slashed to a million by Director Wang. And it's even the DVD and broadcasting rights. For such a popular program to be given such a low price to the original author, even if Zhang Ye is an employee of our television station, it's still too little. The crux of the matter isn't money. Didn't you read the newspapers? That money is money that people need to use to save their lives. In the end, Director Wang did not even give enough. It was even borrowed from Zhang Ye. With the station doing this, it would be a wonder if Zhang Ye is happy! "
"The Leader is calling him, but he's not going? Is it appropriate? "
"If it were anyone else, it wouldn't be appropriate. Teacher Zhang Ye is fine with it."
"Right, he is now one of the most important hosts in our Arts Channel. Who wouldn't give him some face? Not to mention firing him. It's impossible. For other programs, even if it's a very popular variety show, changing the host wouldn't be a big deal. There would definitely be an impact, but it wouldn't be too big. After all, everyone is watching the program itself. But Zhang Ye is different. His status is not as simple as a host. He's a lecturer. Besides, "Analysis of the Three Kingdoms" is only halfway through. To let Zhang Ye go? Then who will talk about the Three Kingdoms? No one can do it! His job is irreplaceable. Hur Hur. The internet says that Zhang Ye looks average, but how do they know that there are many handsome people. Anyone can be replaced. But how many people are as talented as Zhang Ye in the country? It's irreplaceable! Even if the Leader doesn't like him, he has to bear with it. If not, what will happen to the station's ratings when he leaves? "
"A big shop can bully its customers. A big customer can also bully a shop!"
"When can I get to Teacher Zhang's level? If I don't want to throw the Leader's face, I won't. Haha. Just thinking about it makes me feel good!"
The few of them chatted here and there as they chatted.
Editor Wei shook his head helplessly, "This Teacher Little Zhang."
A person said, "Uncle Wei, why don't you just say that you didn't see Teacher Zhang Ye. Say that he has already knocked off."
"That's the only way." Editor Wei did not want to give Zhang Ye any trouble, so he naturally helped him smooth things over.
… …
Arts Channel.
Director's office.
The secretary knocked on the door and came in, "Director, Zhang Ye has already returned home. I didn't see him."
Wang Shuixin was standing on the windowsill watering the plants. He was even shaking his head, as though he was reciting a flower poem. Upon hearing this, he turned his head and waved at the secretary. Then, he pointed below the window.
The secretary came over to take a look and immediately saw Zhang Ye's figure in the crowd. At this moment, he was walking towards the subway station. Clearly, he had just left the office building. Upon seeing this, the secretary was infuriated, "I got Old Wei to call for him, and he still says he's not around? Didn't he just leave? He must have seen him. Is this Old Wei trying to fool me? Leader, don't bother about this. I'll go look for that Wei guy! He wants to overturn the heavens! "
"There's no need." Wang Shuixin said lightly.
"But this trend cannot be fostered!" The secretary had followed Wang Shuixin for many years. He could say a lot of things, "He wouldn't come even if you called for him. That Old Wei also lied to his superiors and subordinates. If it happens once, there will be a second time. Your prestige …" He knew that Wang Shuixin valued his reputation and prestige the most. People who wrote poems and dabbled in literature usually couldn't escape from such things. They all valued their reputation.
After Wang Shuixin finished watering the plants, he turned around and sat down. He said, "Deduct Old Wei's overtime pay for this month."
"I understand." This reason was easy to find. Actually, there was no need to find a reason. The Arts Channel had a custom set by Wang Shuixin. Everyone else would get overtime pay, except for Editor Wei, who would basically work overtime every day. But in a year, there would be five or six months where he would not get overtime pay. If a reason was found, it would be deducted. As for the reason, everyone knew it without saying it out loud. Wang Shuixin was venting for his only son. He only had one son, so he doted on him. He even spoiled him. Even Wang Shuixin could not bear to hit his son, but Editor Wei had beaten Wang Cen with a chair a few years ago. Wang Shuixin did not settle this score with Editor Wei back then, but in the next few years, he would slowly get it back.
"As for Zhang Ye …" Wang Shuixin said slowly, "Deduct this month's bonus."
The secretary exclaimed, "About this, what reason should we use?"
Wang Shuixin said, "Didn't he take a few days off?"
The secretary rubbed his nose, "But he has worked overtime for quite a number of days. There were a few holidays where he did not rest to record the program. If we follow the rest schedule, then …"
"Who signed the rest schedule for him?" Wang Shuixin said, "Taking time off is taking time off. He even took so many days off. Is there a problem with deducting his bonus?"
The secretary immediately said, "No problem. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm just afraid that Zhang Ye will throw a tantrum. After all, he is in need of money. He had just donated a sum of money for his surgery and borrowed money. If we deduct his bonus, he might … Besides, his program is quite popular now. What if …"
Wang Shuixin said, "Do as I say!"
The secretary did not dare to say another word, "Yes."
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