Chapter 107
"Song Qiao."

Someone patted her shoulder suddenly, and Zhu Yuanyuan's voice came from her ear again. Song Qiao suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Zhu Yuanyuan next to her in a daze.

Zhu Yuanyuan lowered her voice, put down her wine glass, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you? You're all eating happily. Your expression...is not quite right. Is there something wrong with Ding Lingling? You can't hide it from me. .”

These words directly hit Song Qiao's guilty conscience.

Song Qiao had been covering up the peace before, because she was not sure how long this matter would last. She wanted to see what happened later, and was worried that Ding Lingling would be hated by the Manmanfei people.

After all, something happened just a few days ago, and now it is being involved again. No one would like a person who always causes trouble. Now being asked by Zhu Yuanyuan, Song Qiao didn't know whether to continue to whitewash the peace, or should be honest.

Now the online public opinion has not diminished, but has intensified. If we continue to conceal it... I am afraid there will be no good solution. Editor Zhu will know sooner or later.

But having said that, in the eyes of Manmanfei's staff... Ding Lingling might become a trouble maker, right?
Song Qiao subconsciously evoked a smile, but the smile was a bit forced, she shook her head and said, "It's okay, Editor-in-Chief Zhu, don't worry, it's nothing, I can take care of it."

After she finished speaking, she avoided Zhu Yuanyuan's questioning eyes, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up vegetables, and after holding them for a long time, she felt lonely.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't intend to give Song Qiao any more time, she said in a serious voice.

"Song Qiao, I know you are Ding Lingling's editor, and you should be responsible for her, but don't forget, you are also my editor, and Ding Lingling is also my author. If there is any problem, you have to tell me Say, didn't we suffer enough a few days ago? It was because of poor communication."

As soon as these words came out, a trace of struggle and hesitation flashed in Song Qiao's eyes.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Yuanyuan felt ominous in her heart, so she said persistently, "Song Qiao, I don't care about any small problems between you and Ding Lingling, but if the impact is too big and you can't solve them, then you have to tell me."

"Within a certain range, I can give you authority, but if you can't solve it, then you should ask for help. I'm your boss. It's my responsibility to solve the troubles you can't solve. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Song Qiao felt a little sour in her heart.

Ding Lingling's cover dispute three days ago, Song Qiao also had lingering fears. Afterwards, she also reflected on it. It was indeed that she had a poor communication with other editors. If she had established a good relationship with other editors and authors earlier, maybe Ding Lingling You won't be pushed out like this.

Even if you look at your own thin face, it is impossible for others to have such a direct connotation of Ding Lingling, and they will not cause such a big mess.

Normally, I always get the attention and jealousy of Editor-in-Chief Zhu, which is also due to human nature. It cannot be said that others deliberately targeted it, but I did not handle it well... This time, I should trust Editor-in-Chief Zhu.

Thinking of this, Song Qiao finally decided to tell the truth, she glanced around, these words are not good to say in front of others, she directly asked in a low voice.

"Editor Zhu, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth, shall we go to the side and talk?"

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, no matter what the result is, as long as Song Qiao is willing to tell the truth.

Although this little girl is smart, sometimes she likes to be too aggressive, especially when it comes to Ding Lingling's affairs, she likes to take care of everything. Zhu Yuanyuan doesn't know how to solve the relationship between these two people.

However, Zhu Yuanyuan thinks that Song Qiao's personality is very suitable to be an editor, and maybe she can replace herself one day. It is precisely because Zhu Yuanyuan sees the shadow of herself in Song Qiao that she will mention it many times. Now it seems that, Her hard work was not in vain, the little girl was finally willing to trust her.

The two stood up directly and walked to the corner next to them. Everyone ate and drank well. They didn't notice the two people who were chatting next to each other with wine glasses. They only thought they were exchanging feelings.

Song Qiao didn't talk nonsense, and now is not a good time to waste time, she said straight to the point.

"Editor Zhu...I'm sorry, I told you that it's okay, it was a lie. Uncle Ding Cheng and Ding Lingling are indeed father and daughter."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yuanyuan's face became a little dignified, but she didn't blame Song Qiao, but continued to ask: "Is there anything else you are hiding from me, let's talk about it together."

Song Qiao really didn't dare to hide anymore, this matter was beyond her scope of solution, she was not capable enough, so she had to ask others for help, she said with a sigh.

"Actually... on the day of the competition, Ding Lingling gave me the manuscript she had drawn before. I proofread it carefully, and it was just enough for the next update. Ding Lingling told me at the time that she wanted to take advantage of the competition during the competition. Keep creating."

"But you also know that because of He Manni's Weibo post, there has been a bloody storm on the Internet. In the past three days... some things have happened at Ding Lingling's house. All in all, Ding Lingling's next issue... seems to have stopped. , I have nothing extra in my hand except the manuscript for the next issue, until now, I can't even contact her."

As soon as Song Qiao finished speaking, she lowered her head guiltily, because she really couldn't handle it anymore, and she was also ashamed to leave such a mess to Zhu Yuanyuan to solve.

After Zhu Yuanyuan listened to it, she really felt that the matter was tricky, not having a manuscript was the second most important thing. The key point is that now Ding Lingling is in trouble and her creation has stagnated. This kind of time can be long or short, and the matter can be big or small.

Now is the period when Ding Lingling's career is taking off. She has just taken off and is about to fall. This is a magazine that Zhu Yuanyuan can't accept. The works have just sold out, and Ding Lingling can't draw them. How can this work?
Zhu Yuanyuan was really uncomfortable. After all, the matter had dragged on to this point. Apart from solving the problem quickly, she didn't even have time to teach Song Qiao a lesson.

Zhu Yuanyuan could only forcefully suppress her anger, looked at Song Qiao and asked, "Are you sure, Ding Lingling doesn't have any manuscripts in hand? Was she... able to create when she was in a bad mood?"

Song Qiao smiled wryly, and shook her head directly: "Lingling is a very emotional person. When she is happy, she can directly update her, but if she is not in a good mood...she can't draw a single picture."

Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't help sighing: "This is troublesome."

However, no matter how troublesome things are, they have to be resolved.

Zhu Yuanyuan asked directly: "You can't contact Ding Lingling, can you confirm whether she is at home?"

Song Qiao still shook her head, Zhu Yuanyuan simply stopped mentioning Ding Lingling, it was useless to ask, so she asked another crucial point.

"Then let me ask you, Ding Cheng, the Dean of T University, is it true that he plagiarized?"

(End of this chapter)

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