Chapter 170 - Zhang Ye’s Rage! (1/2)

It was pretty late.

The time on his cell phone indicated that it was 20 minutes past 9 P.M.

After giving his fans autographs in the recording studio, a few staff members led the rest of the audience away. Zhang Ye let Hu Fei, Xiao Lu, Hou Ge and company go home. He stayed behind to supervise the work, collected the tapes and cleared the stage. He then arranged the doc.u.ments before preparing to leave work.

Pressing the elevator b.u.t.ton.

Ding, the door opened.

“Hey, Uncle Wei?” Zhang Ye saw the person in the elevator.

Editor Wei was surprised, “Teacher Little Zhang, why haven’t you gotten off work at this time?”

Zhang Ye said, “I worked overtime for recording. It has just finished. Why haven’t you left yet?”

Editor Wei laughed, “I accompanied a few reporters from the newspapers to dinner.” The reporters he mentioned were clearly the ones who had come in the afternoon to make a special focus on w.a.n.g Shuixin. After sending them off, some urgent matters cropped up in the unit. A few kids lost their scripts, so the Director punished us to work overtime. Seeing that the kids have something on, and it was getting late, I got them to go home first. They actually can’t help much. It’s not as fast as me doing it alone. Hur Hur.”

Zhang Ye said, “It’s almost 9:30.”

“I’m in no hurry. I’ll leave once I’m done.” Editor Wei smiled.

Zhang Ye volunteered to help, “You are already so old. You shouldn’t work so hard for youngsters. Besides, that w.a.n.g gets you to work overtime every day!? This is against the rules and against labor laws. You can go through legal proceedings!” w.a.n.g Shuixin was being too excessive. Zhang Ye found it unbearable. “Besides, can your body take it? Let’s do this. Since I have nothing to do at home, why don’t I help you?”

Editor Wei waved his hand, “I don’t need you. I can do it alone. In the future, it’s a world belonging to you youngsters. This kind of trivial thing should be done by me. There’s no need for all of you.”

Zhang Ye said with concern, “Then go home early.”

“Alright, I know.” Just as Editor Wei was about to leave, he suddenly stopped in his steps and turned back, “Teacher Little Zhang, someday, perhaps I can request a piece of calligraphy from you? Any modern poem would do.”

Zhang Ye hurriedly said, “Don’t use the word request. If you want one, I can give you one tomorrow. However, my writing is just average, and it cannot be described as calligraphy.”

Editor Wei was overjoyed, “Then I’ll thank you first.”

“You are welcome. It’s a small matter.” Zhang Ye knew that Editor Wei especially liked his poems.

Zhang Ye slept the moment he got home.

The next morning, Zhang Ye never expected that he would wake up so early. Since he had finished recording the program yesterday, he was quite free for the next few days. He planned on resting a bit more before going to work in the afternoon.

However, a phone call woke Zhang Ye up!

It was Xiao Lu’s number. Zhang Ye groggily picked it up, “Hey, Xiao Lu, what’s the matter? If there’s nothing, we can talk in the afternoon. I’ll sleep a bit more.”

Xiao Lu’s voice was agitated and it sounded like she was sobbing, “Teacher Zhang! Something has happened!”

Zhang Ye immediately felt awakened as he sat up in bed, “What has happened? Don’t be in a hurry. Speak slowly!”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye’s expression greatly changed. He did not even bother to brush his teeth. He put on his clothes and went downstairs to his car!

Television station.

The Arts Channel level.

When Zhang Ye arrived, he heard sobbing in the corridor.

“It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault!”

“If only I had stayed behind to work overtime! This would not have happened to Uncle Wei!”

“Even if it was an heart attack, as long as any one of us were here working overtime, we could have helped him. But now… Why did I leave!? Why did I leave!?”

A youth cried as he lifted his hand and slapped himself forcefully. With two slaps, the right side of his face swelled up. It was obvious how hard he had hit himself!

“Little Jun, don’t be like that! Don’t!” A person next to him tugged at him.

A girl also slumped to the ground, having lost her wits. She sobbed, “Uncle Wei was afraid we worked too hard! He insisted that we leave! All the work was left to him! We… We really deserve to die! Why did we leave!? Why did we lose the scripts!?”

“No one is blaming you. Don’t blame yourselves!”

“It’s our fault!”

“Even if you did not lose the scripts, Uncle Wei would definitely have to work overtime anyway!”

This was the crux of the issue. Yes, admittedly, even if these youths did not make a mistake yesterday, with w.a.n.g Shuixin’s att.i.tude towards Editor Wei, where he did not even treat him as a human, he would definitely not let Editor Wei sit idle. He would find a reason to make Editor Wei work overtime and intentionally torture him! So it did not have much to do with these youths. It could even be said that it was because of w.a.n.g Shuixin’s pressuring of Editor Wei to work that resulted in today’s outcome!