After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 107 Replacement
Yusijia wasn't very familiar with Beijing either, so the group searched for some travel tips on the spot and then headed straight to a shopping mall not far from them to eat barbecue.

The mall was filled with a festive atmosphere, and the four of them, including Harai, took many photos in front of the giant Christmas tree.

Meanwhile, Ma Zuozuo and another editor nicknamed Chestnut found Zhou Qishuang.

Li Zi was Zhou Qishuang's editor. After lunch, he originally wanted to go to Zhou Qishuang to ask what happened at the dinner table, but before he could even see Zhou Qishuang, he was called away by the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief of the comic book directly presented the comments from netizens to Chestnut.

"Is this your author?" the editor asked.

After seeing what people were talking about online, Chestnut broke out in a cold sweat.

He was a veteran editor, and even if he didn't know everything about what Zhou Qishuang had done, he had heard about it.

However, he never intervened proactively.

After all, he was just Zhou Qishuang's editor, not a celebrity's agent. He couldn't possibly manage the artists' comics on the website and interfere in their private lives, could he?

Chestnut nodded.

Editor-in-Chief: "I remember his name was on the list of award recipients at this year's annual meeting? And like Harai Ichi, he was also one of the guests presenting awards to newcomers?"

Chestnut nodded again, "Zhou Qishuang's novel 'Fine Fire,' which is serialized on our website, is in the top ten of the sales charts. He is also a veteran author on our website, similar to Yuan Jingyi. Moreover, he has a lot of fans on social media platforms, and his influence among the authors on the entire website is considered top-tier."

Editor-in-Chief: "Do you think this person can still appear at the annual meeting now?"

The editor-in-chief has already understood the ins and outs of what happened online today. A "master artist" on the website is indeed very important, but this artist's character is now so bad that everyone knows about it online. It would be very inappropriate to let this person receive an award at the annual meeting and even present it to newcomers as a guest to encourage them.

Chestnut wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "So what do we do now? Should we find someone to replace him?"

Editor-in-Chief: "Okay, you should have a good talk with him later. If he has any objections to our website's handling of the matter, he can come to me. Also, if he has any dissatisfaction with our website, he may not sign a contract with us to update his works again, so you don't need to try to retain him."

"Huh?" Chestnut was genuinely surprised this time. "Not renewing the contract?"

Their website has a clause in the contracts of top-tier artists that includes a priority renewal right. Coupled with the website's excellent benefits and high profile, artists generally take the initiative to renew their contracts for their next project.

Furthermore, in Li Zi's opinion, Zhou Qishuang's character is indeed questionable, but his works are undeniably popular. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair to negate all his value simply because of his private life? It would also be a loss for the website itself.

However, the editor-in-chief's meaning was very clear. Even if Li Zi wanted to protect Zhou Qishuang, the editor-in-chief did not seem to waver at all.

"He's a bad person, he'll get into trouble sooner or later, he might as well cut ties with our website sooner."

“Let’s do it this way,” the editor-in-chief continued. “Go up and explain the situation to him. If he wants to leave today, we can reimburse his travel expenses as a last bit of goodwill between him and our website.”

When the editor-in-chief asked Li Zi to go find Zhou Qishuang, he also called Ma Zuozuo along.

“Ma Zuozuo had already talked to the young girl before signing the contract. He knew that her serialized work was just a record of her life. Look at the author you’re managing. Instead of creating something properly, she’s spreading rumors online. You two should go together and explain things to her properly.”

Once inside the elevator, both Ma Zuozuo and Li Zi felt somewhat awkward.

We've been colleagues for many years, and it's not good for us editors to see our authors get into this mess.

Zhou Qishuang was still in a bad mood when he heard the knocking.

"I'm not here!" he shouted from inside the room. "Gemini, it's me," Chestnut said from outside the door.

A moment later, Ma Zuozuo and Li Zi, who were in the corridor, heard the sound of footsteps approaching from afar.

The door opened.

When Zhou Qishuang saw Chestnut, he suddenly had a bad feeling. "Boss? What are you doing here?"

Chestnut: "Let's go inside and talk."

Half an hour later, Zhou Qishuang saw the two editors off with a grim expression.

After closing the door again, Zhou Qishuang kicked over the smart trash can by the door.

"...After the website's annual meeting, you might need to rest in your room. Otherwise, it would be nice to go outside for a stroll."

"You should be more careful about your words and actions online in the future. You are a public figure, and things like what happened today have made everyone look bad."

"That's all for now. If you get bored at the hotel and want to go back, just let me know and I'll take you to the airport."

"Ha!" Zhou Qishuang sneered to himself in the room, as if talking to himself, "All that nice talk, isn't it just to get me out of here?!"

After saying this, he picked up a cup from the tea table and smashed it on the ground.

The cups from the Holy See are of good quality, but they can't withstand being violently smashed.

The transparent glass shattered into pieces on the carpet, shards scattering everywhere.

Zhou Qishuang reached out and touched his cheek; some blood appeared between his fingertips.

This was a cut on the surface of his cheek from the shards of glass that had just been thrown up.

It wasn't deep, but beads of blood were seeping out.

He took out his phone, found the contact person, and dialed the number.

"Hey, can you ask them where they are right now?"

After having dinner with Yu Sijia and Yuan Jingyi's group, she was taken to a nearby karaoke bar.

During this time, Meng Weiyuan made two phone calls to You Sijia, but no one answered.

Meng Weiyuan sat on the black leather sofa and raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, you're with us, why are you looking at your phone?" Wang Xingzhi had been keeping a close eye on Meng Weiyuan all day. It was because this guy had initially refused their invitation, but then came to the tennis court in the afternoon, and they almost beat him to a pulp.

Wang Xingzhi strongly suspected that Meng Weiyuan had been turned away by his wife and was taking his anger out on his buddies.

He felt like his arm was about to break, but he still ended up losing miserably.

Wang Xingzhi's words immediately drew the attention of the other two people in the private room to Meng Weiyuan.

(End of this chapter)