Ge Xinming's face was ashen, especially when people from the magazine gave him strange looks. He felt like the chair under him was on fire, and he couldn't sit still.
He turned off the computer, ready to leave work dejectedly. However, just as he stood up, the phone on his desk rang. On the other end, Wei Zhongtian, the president of "Nanhua Daily," spoke with a cold and emotionless voice:
"Ge Xinming, come to my office immediately."
Ge Xinming felt a jolt inside, realizing things weren't going well.
He comforted himself, thinking it wouldn't be a big deal, just an article. President Wei was busy with many affairs and wouldn't have the time or interest to bother with such trivial matters. He must be overthinking it.
