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Chapter 78 Backlash (Subscribe)

That day, Duan Zhimin was sitting in the office in a depressed mood, but he found that several colleagues were gathered around him, looking at something, and turning around from time to time to glance at him.

Duan Zhimin quickly glared back, and sure enough, the group of people immediately stopped daring to look at him.

Damn, what a bunch of villains!
Isn’t it just that you are temporarily “passively” leaving your post and taking a break?

That way he wouldn't be laughed at by the younger generation who came in after him.

After a while, the editor-in-chief came over.

"Old Duan, come here for a moment."

He stood up, but found that all his colleagues were staring at him silently, with a strange look in their eyes, as if there was a hint of pity in their eyes?

The editor-in-chief called him into the office with a serious face.

"sit."

He sat down in confusion, and the editor-in-chief said, "Old Duan, have you seen that video?"

"What video?"

Seeing Duan Zhimin's confused face, the editor-in-chief showed a helpless look on his face.

"It seems you don't know yet." The editor-in-chief sighed and felt a little pain in his temple, so he turned his screen so that Duan Zhimin could see clearly from the front.

“Take a look at this video.”

So, Duan Zhimin saw the video of the black cat.

At this point, the video has been viewed over one million times and is still rising.

At first, Duan Zhimin's expression was just disapproval, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

But as the video progressed, the smile on his face had long disappeared, his hands unconsciously clenched, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

As Black Cat's words struck his heartstrings wave after wave, Duan Zhimin's face began to turn pale, and finally turned deadly white.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but was choked in his throat, and his eyes were quickly filled with anger.

As Black Cat said the last sentence, "WGC and Duan Zhimin, as representatives of unscrupulous gaming media, will eventually be abandoned by the people in the garbage dump of history", Duan Zhimin was completely furious.

He sat in his seat with trembling hands, his face a mixture of paleness and flush.

"This is slander!! This is a personal attack!!!"

"I, I, I, I'm going to sue them!"

Duan Zhimin spoke in a trembling voice, his words coming out like a deflated balloon, with a gasp coming out of his throat.

"Old Duan, don't worry."

The editor-in-chief stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old Duan, to be honest, you've caused such a big disaster, I really don't know what to do..."

"Getting into...trouble?"

Duan Zhimin was stunned when he heard the editor say this. He thought the other party was trying to help him get an explanation, but it seemed that the other party thought there was something wrong with him.

You actually put all the blame on me?

"How about this, we're old friends now. You record an apology video, I'll post it, and then this matter will be over."

"You should prepare to change your position."

The editor spoke lightly, but it was like a thunderclap that struck Duan Zhimin's heart, making him feel cold in his hands and feet.

"But didn't you say I could still return to my job and continue reviewing the weekly hot games?"

Duan Zhimin asked tremblingly, looking at the editor-in-chief with a hint of expectation in his eyes, still with a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The editor sighed.

"Old Duan, I really don't know what to say. Believe me, this is what I originally intended to do."

"But this matter has now become a big deal, and it has a very bad impact on the reputation of our WGC."

"I can't help you anymore."

"If it weren't for the fact that we are old colleagues, I wouldn't let you stay."

The editor-in-chief's words were like a heavy hammer, shattering the last shred of hope in Duan Zhimin's heart.

Gone... all gone...

Not only did the program he had dedicated countless days and nights to lose, but he also had to change his job. More importantly, the editor-in-chief clearly meant that he should have been fired, and only kept him because of the relationship between them.

"Old Duan, remember to record your apology video tonight. It must be sincere!"

"do not forget."

Duan Zhimin walked out of the editor-in-chief's office in a daze, not even knowing how he walked back to his workstation.

He felt that his colleagues were whispering and laughing at him, and when he thought of what he had lost, his eyes instantly turned red.

I'm in my 40s and have never suffered such humiliation.

Duan Zhimin stood up, picked up his clothes and ran out.

"Hey! Brother Duan, it's not time to get off work yet!"

One employee's voice was slightly teasing.

Duan Zhimin paused, but immediately quickened his pace and walked out.

The person who spoke turned around and looked at several colleagues around him, then smiled with tacit understanding.

It seems that there are more than just one or two people in the editorial department who are not on good terms with Duan Zhimin.

"Go, go, go, and stop talking."

Xiao Song stopped the man, turned around and looked at Duan Zhimin's back with mixed feelings.

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When Duan Zhimin returned home, he sat quietly for half an hour before he finally calmed down a little.

He opened Bilibili, only to discover that all those trolls had already found his account.

Because his account is called "WGC Duan Zhimin", and the introduction below also says: WGC editor, founder of the weekly hot game review column.

Ok!

Netizens who were already filled with anger after watching the black cat’s video simply searched in the search bar and found Duan Zhimin’s personal account.

That's not bad.

Players directly comment in the comment section using various abusive methods, showing their truest attitudes.

"You're the one who made this video? You're not worthy enough!"

"Duan Zhimin? I think you should be called Duan Minzhi!!"

"If you like foreign games so much, why don't you get out of here?"

"A total clown"

"You don't respect the hard work of the developers, nor the preferences of the players. Who do you think you are?"

"My throat feels like it's been chewed by a dog, or like it's been stabbed by a big iron stick in Chengdu."

"Duan Zhimin, let me test your code"

After reading these comments, Duan Zhimin's eyes darkened.

“Rebellion, rebellion!!”

He tore off his hat in a rage and slammed it hard on the table. His facial features were distorted with anger and he was almost going crazy.

How dare you do this!

How dare you do this!!
A small game anchor actually dared to humiliate him, a veteran in the gaming circle, in this way!

This mob, incited by a few random words from a game streamer, came to deceive and attack him, a veteran who had worked at WGC for more than ten years!
Is this good? This is not good.

However, after he calmed down, Duan Zhimin hunched over, still not knowing what to do.

His eyes soon turned red again and a few tears fell.

How did I end up like this today?
I have used similar tricks countless times before, but never have I suffered such a backlash.

Duan Zhimin actually began to regret it in his heart.

(End of this chapter)