Mingmei walked out of the supervisor's office in a daze.
She wholeheartedly wants to become a new generation contact editor in the editorial department, and tries her best to discover anchors, but... the way forward is blocked by an invisible hand.
Isn't Federated Live broadcast the fairest live broadcast platform? Why does that happen.
The supervisor clearly said that Jiang Qiuqiu had that potential, but he still refused the visa.
He refused to say the reason for the visa refusal, but since this was the case, Mingmei could guess a thing or two.
This guess was confirmed in the company's tea room. At that time, she was in a daze in the cubicle of the tea room, wondering if she wanted to send Jiang Qiuqiu a message.
A familiar voice sounded from the next door. They didn't control the decibels, and their words were very bold, not afraid of being heard at all.
"Why is that little rookie so distraught today? He's gone all of a sudden."
"Ham, it's not because you're too young."
"Huh? How do you say that?"
The female voice laughed for a while, and said casually: "I found an anchor who only knows about live broadcasts, but his life is not good. He blocked the way of the eldest lady."
"Then won't she be at the bottom of the year-end performance appraisal again?"
"Maybe, but we'll only talk about her this year~"
"how?"
"One more time, she will be directly gameover, and there will be no such person in the editorial department in the future."
The two people next door laughed wildly.
Bright clenched her fists.
The company was not safe, so she took a short leave, went back to her home, and sent Jiang Qiuqiu a message.
But Jiang Qiuqiu didn't answer.
She guessed that Jiang Qiuqiu might be cooking at the moment, so she didn't press anymore, but waited for a reply.
At noon, the communication rang.
The clearer sound than in the live broadcast room is reflected in the ears, and the sound is analyzed by Mingmei and occupational disease. It is soft and soft, and it can be used as a live broadcast before going to bed. There should be a market for some children's stories.
"Hi, is this editor Mingmei?"
"It's me, are you Jiang Jiujiu?"
"Why did you send a communication all of a sudden? Is there something wrong?"
It was a long story, and Ming Mei was silent for a while, and Jiang Qiuqiu over there was slightly depressed, and asked, "Is there a problem with the contract?"
"… right."
"Looking at your tone, it doesn't seem like the division cannot be changed."
"I, you may not be able to sign a contract with the Federal Live Broadcasting Platform."
Jiang Qiuqiu noticed that the editor didn't mean that you can't sign with me, but that you can't sign with the platform, so: "What happened?"
Mingmei repeated the argument of offending the eldest lady, "You seem to be in the way of someone in the same period, she blocked you in the editorial department."
"Banned?" She was actually banned by someone she had never heard of
And that person's rights are really great.
Mingmei originally thought that if she missed Jiang Qiuqiu, she could find a way to change her to a better editor, so she contacted her senior sister, an editor with a very high voice on this platform, and wanted to bring Jiang Qiuqiu along.
But after the other party brought up the file, she directly rejected her, saying: This anchor is a pity.
Obviously, that eldest lady is not an ordinary nobleman.
It's not a little nobleman, the one who stretched his hand so long must be a nobleman with a head—
Mingmei is just an ordinary interstellar free person, unable to resist such nobles, she can only compromise.
He also persuaded Jiang Qiuqiu to compromise together: "The nobles have started, you can't stay on this live broadcast platform."
The final word.
After the communication ended, Jiang Qiuqiu felt cold for a while.
But soon, she raised her fighting spirit again. All roads lead to Rome, if this one doesn't work, then the next one.
Change! The federation live broadcast is too noble, she can't afford to be the next one directly!