"You gave him money, and he did his job. After that, there's no reason for him to pester you! But you didn't tell him that helping you publish that news would cost him his job, did you? Let alone that it would make other similar companies afraid to hire him. Do you think he might come back to settle the score with you?"
Gu Qing wasn't sure if that journalist would come knocking, but she considered herself well-connected and wasn't afraid of him showing up.
Just an entertainment reporter, so what if he comes? Could he actually scare her?
"Dean Cui, I'll say it again, I don't know which journalist you're talking about. Did he tell you I hired him to film the news? He's fabricating stories. Obviously, someone else bribed him, and now he's deliberately framing me. He said I paid him to write that news. Does he have any evidence?"
Of course, there was no evidence, because I had already dealt with it thoroughly.
Gu Qing sneered internally, her face showing no guilt.
