Chapter 53
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"In other words, the network that I've spent two years building has been poached away by Tang Nuan in less than three months?" Song Qingchun's tone was laced with anger.
The assistant raised her head cautiously to look at Song Qingchun before nodding slightly. In a voice that could not have been softer, she said, "Yes."
Song Qingchun chuckled like she had heard the funniest joke in the office. Her laughter was especially piercing in the quiet room.
The assistant was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
Song Qingchun maintained her poise as she pointed at the door. After the assistant left, she sucked in several deep breaths.
Tang Nuan … Tang Nuan … It had been eight years since she heard that name, and in these eight years, whenever she heard that name, nothing good would come out of it.
She had not paid much attention to the headlines earlier, but now she realized that out of the eight headlines that she had received, five of them were interviews with people who were once Song Qingchun's contacts.
Yes … Once … She had only left for three months, and when she returned, the world had changed.
She had always known that she wanted the position of TW anchorwoman, and Tang Nuan was no exception. Tang Nuan had always been a ruthless woman. Seeing that the Song family was in trouble and she was in trouble, how could she not step in to add insult to injury?
However, this kick of hers was merciless and merciless; it sent her back to her days as a newbie in the workplace.
But did she think she could kill Song Qingchun just like that?
A trace of mockery appeared at the bottom of Song Qingchun's eyes. Tang Nuan was too optimistic. Since Song Qingchun could break the previous female host's record of six consecutive headlines in one year, then Song Qingchun could also break Tang Nuan's record of eight consecutive headlines in the shortest amount of time possible!
After Song Qingchun calmed down, she went to the bathroom.
Along the way, many colleagues greeted her, and when she passed by, they immediately gathered together and whispered to each other.
"Song Empire is on the verge of collapse; Song Qingchun is no longer the princess she used to be …"
"That's right, she used to be so luxurious, but look at her now, she's dressed so simply …"
"I heard this morning, she came to work in a taxi …"
"Where's that Ferrari of hers? Have you sold it? "
Some of the colleagues were too loud, and their words fell into Song Qingchun's ears. However, she acted like she did not hear them at all. The expression on her face didn't change much as she walked gracefully into the bathroom in her high heels.
When Song Qingchun exited the cubicle, she saw a lithe figure standing before the sink, touching up her make-up.
The woman seemed to realize someone was behind her. She raised her head slightly and glanced at Song Qingchun through the mirror.
It was Tang Nuan.
The two stared at each other through the mirror for about half a minute before Song Qingchun walked to Tang Nuan's side. She turned on the other faucet and started to wash her hands slowly under the running water.
Tang Nuan pursed her lips as she applied her lipstick to the mirror. Then she glanced at Song Qingchun through the mirror and asked, "Song Qingchun, how does it feel to have your things stolen again?"
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