Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

Min Yuanyuan and Limu Masako clenched their fists at the same time, their faces were full of discomfort and unbearable.

Yes, because Pang Lin was also a woman, Pan Jing subconsciously relaxed her vigilance. This is too common. Imagine two bosses, a man and a woman. There are three of you in total. No one is alone. You are all happily chatting about work matters. , you're invited to check out new products - who would have thought bad things could happen? !

Pan Jing red nose, sobbing on Qiao Yu's shoulder.

"We went to another room. Sister Lin and Zhang Hedu were both telling me about the upcoming products, Gao Guang, Rong Rong... She was Pang Lin, and she also said, let me try it out and tell me how I felt. , think about it, the ad word..."

She said intermittently with a sobbing voice, "It's obviously like this, it's obviously-"

Qiao Yu was heartbroken when she heard this, and reached out to wipe Pan Jing's tears.

"Afterwards...Sister Lin, say, she's going to the bathroom..." Pan Jing shivered, her lips and teeth were chattering, but the grievances rushed up, she gritted her teeth and wanted to finish speaking to Qiao Yu, "I thought, she just left, for a while... I'm still writing notes... The copy of the ad word..."

"Then Zhang He suddenly rushed over—"

She closed her eyes, tears soaked the fabric of Qiao Yu's shoulders, "I don't know - I didn't react - he's so strong... He..."

The three girls including Qiao Yu hugged Pan Jing tightly, their arms protecting her trembling shoulders.

She was born with a physical disadvantage, not to mention that Pan Jing was unprepared at the time. She was only wearing a dress and carrying a small handbag. How could she resist a man who was well-prepared and strong?

Stop accusing "why don't you resist", "why don't you run away", or even "why do you trust others to come to other rooms" - this is just a girl who wants to work hard and make progress, she has shied away and refused , even if she didn't drink the drink, she was wary of the two being alone, but how could the evil of the human heart be completely imagined by her?

Evil thoughts are hard to prevent.

Does every potential, possible victim have to trust no one again? how is this possible!

It's the villains who should be blamed, not the ones who trust them.

What's more, Pan Jing has tried her best to avoid it to the extreme.

"He pressed me down... pulled my skirt up..." Pan Jing choked in Qiao Yu's arms and let out a heartbreaking whimper.

Under the huge psychological shadow, she simply finished talking about what happened, and at this time, she had lost the strength to cry, and only occasionally sniffed, like a small animal covered in bruises.

Qiao Yu looked at the policewoman who was not far away through the glass wall. She was also weeping along with Pan Jing's tears. She nodded to the policewoman with tears in her eyes.

Pan Jing's eyes lost their vigour again, this time due to extreme exhaustion.

She murmured: "it hurts...it hurts...I don't remember, he seemed to throw money away, or what he said...I don't remember..."

"He's gone...I'm lying on the ground...I don't know, how long it took me to get up...disgusting...I can't see...I'm going to the toilet, I have to—so dirty, I have to……"

"OK OK."

Qiao Yu gently touched the top of her hair and reassured her with a guiding voice, "It's over, don't be afraid, it's over..."

The trend of things was very clear and clear. Pan Jing, who was bullied, wanted to clean herself up under the collapse. She escaped from the venue, but she had no strength to go back, so she could only curl up in the corner, suffering from nausea and self-loathing. Hoping to die soon.

Qiao Yu handed the recording pen to Limu Masako, Limu Masako walked out again gently, and handed it to the policewoman.

At this time, it was late at night, and it was close to the early morning. Together, the policewoman and her colleague quickly took notes against the self-report in the recording to restore the facts of the case.

Pan Jing lay in Qiao Yu's arms with a tired face, listening to her humming softly.

The policewoman who had completed the necessary work cast her gaze, Qiao Yu understood what she meant, gave Min Yuanyuan another look, and asked her to go out and communicate with the police.

Although this girl is a little reckless and not so strong in empathy, she is very sharp and calm, and is most suitable for dealing with counterattack-related matters.

"—Can you be anonymous?"

Min Yuanyuan was both surprised and delighted, with a gleam in her eyes, "Okay, alright... Submit the evidence and report it... Oh, can you detain him first?!"

"If there are other victims, it will be more conducive to handling the case if they can provide more evidence and oral statements with their consent." The female police officer said seriously, "Don't worry, according to the relevant provisions, victims have the right to apply for anonymity. It's the personal protection they deserve."

Min Yuanyuan nodded vigorously.

evidence!

She clenched her fists, as long as she can get the scumbag's DNA or anything that can identify her identity from Jingjing, she can send him to prison by anonymously reporting the crime!

Min Yuanyuan didn't rush over to stimulate Pan Jing this time, but took out her phone and started typing quickly.

When she was in the car, she exchanged contact information with Masako Riki.

In the room with the transparent wall, the phone in Limu Yazi's hand buzzed and vibrated. She met Min Yuanyuan's eyes, and immediately cut out the chat interface, finding an angle that Pan Jing couldn't see and showing it to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu's eyes flashed quickly, and he nodded slightly.

"Jing Jing."

She hugged the girl who bravely told her own experience, and pressed her side face gently on her forehead.

"Don't worry, let's go to the doctor's sister, shall we? Let the doctor's sister clean up the disgusting things for you, so that you won't be dirty, okay?"

Pan Jing held a corner of Qiao Yu's clothes.

"Really?" She asked with a trembling voice, her eyes glowing with hope after the collapse, "Really...?"

Qiao Yu nodded with great determination.

"Really." She looked into her eyes.

Pan Jing moved her throat vigorously.

"Okay." She said, "Okay..."

So the policewoman accompanied them to the gynecological hospital across the road, where there was a female doctor who received news and was waiting for a body sample.

The bed in the gynecological treatment room is equipped with corresponding instruments, and the patient needs to sit down with their legs apart to facilitate the doctor's examination and sampling.

Pan Jing grabbed Qiao Yu's wrist and let out a dull scream from her throat.

The familiar movements of rolling up the skirt and spreading her legs made her suddenly return to the most painful situation, and her body spasmed violently.

"Qiaoqiao." Pan Jing cried, "Qiaoqiao—"

Tears gathered into a small droplet on the tip of Qiao Yu's nose. She hugged Pan Jing, comforting her in a hurry and crying with her.

"Okay." Qiao Yu choked and said, "It'll be all right soon, just clean it up—"

Pan Jing hugged her tightly, like the only life-saving straw, and kept crying.

"The skirt is dirty, the skirt is dirty..." she repeated crying, "a lot of blood... and that thing... the dress my mother gave me..."

She was originally going to wear this commemorative graduation gift to let it witness her first step in her career.

It could have carried more precious memories. It could have.

"I know."

Qiao Yu's voice trembled, "Well, I know."

Pan Jing's dress, high heels, carefully selected accessories, exquisite makeup, and most importantly, the notes she had prepared for so long.

The things she did her best with all her efforts were now the elements that evoked her nightmare experiences.

A scumbag can easily make a beautiful thing dirty.

The process of sampling, cleaning, and applying medicine seemed to take a few years. When Pan Jing's legs were on the bed again, she stopped crying, or in other words, there were no more tears that could continue to flow.

But there is one last thing, the signature.

It was a letter of authorization, representing Pan Jing's willingness to submit her experience of being raped and the evidence extracted from her body to the police for investigation.

A thin piece of paper laid out before her eyes the fact that she had been madly escaping until not long ago.

Pan Jing's hands were shaking.

But in the end, she took up the pen.

"It's over, isn't it?"

Pan Jing looked at the handwriting of her signature in the lower right corner of the paper, which was shaking uncontrollably, and turned to look at Qiao Yu.

"Qiaoqiao, it's over... isn't it?"

Qiao Yu hugged her tightly.

"It's over, it's over." Qiao Yu said in Pan Jing's ear, "Jing Jing, you are so brave."

Pan Jing did not answer her.

The girl who had experienced intense pain and collapsed several times fell asleep in Qiao Yu's arms.

……

"According to the general procedure, we will notify her relatives only after asking for her consent." Inside the Public Security Bureau, the policewoman and Qiao Yu sat face to face.

"She didn't want her parents to know." Qiao Yu said, "I first asked her if she wanted her mother to come over, but apparently she didn't feel safe, but was greatly stimulated."

Maybe she was ashamed to talk about it, or maybe she didn't want her parents to be sad too... Pan Jing is indeed such a girl, she works hard and is incredibly soft.

"We learned that she lives alone in Shanghai." The policewoman pondered, "Her mental state is not very stable, if she has no relatives..."

"When she wakes up, let me talk to her."

Qiao Yu thought for a moment and said, "Reporting and signing the case is her best effort. She has no interest in continuing to follow up the case. She just wants to leave this place full of psychological shadows and let time heal her wounds... "

She exhaled softly: "Anyway, let me have a chat with her first."

The policewoman nodded.

When Pan Jing woke up the next afternoon, she slept so deeply that when she opened her eyes, she almost had the illusion that she had died and was in heaven.

That very familiar and very safe soft voice sounded: "Jing Jing?"

Pan Jing blinked, and subconsciously went to find Qiaoyu's location.

The afternoon sunlight passed through the window of the ward, and half of Qiao Yu's face was warm golden.

So lovely……

Pan Jing stared blankly at that bright and beautiful face, and finally her lips curved slightly.

"Wake up~"

Qiao Yu, who was sitting beside the bed, lay down, squinting her eyes and hugging Pan Jing, her long hair flowing down her arms and hands, soft and a little itchy.

They got together like a pair of best friends chatting every day, whispering about the hype, from which milk tea is best to drink to which brand of clothes is most often discounted, until Limu Yazi came in with the meal, and Qiao Yu supported Pan. Jing sat up and slowly finished the millet porridge.

"...What about Yuanyuan?"

Pan Jing hesitated before speaking.

She is not dissatisfied with Min Yuanyuan, but she is still resisting what happened, so that when Pan Jing mentions Min Yuanyuan, she will subconsciously think of that disgusting company and its dirty employees when she mentions Min Yuanyuan.

"She is everyone's general."

Qiao Yu smiled, "She went to help other girls."

Pan Jing's eyes dodged: "Qiaoqiao, I..."

"Don't worry." Qiao Yu covered hers with both hands and said earnestly, "You have selflessly presented very important evidence, and you have done enough."

Don't blame yourself for not being as full of fighting spirit as Min Yuanyuan.

Pan Jing pursed her lips and nodded.

"Then I..." She whispered after a while, "I, do I need to do anything more?"

She even feels guilty for "sit back and enjoy".

Qiao Yu's heart became softer in an instant, she showed a very shallow smile and said softly:

"Don't worry, you've done enough, the police will be the next thing to do."

Pan Jing thought for a while, then with a slight cry, she sniffed and said "um".

Qiao Yu looked at her attentively and tenderly, she knew she still had something to say.

"Qiaoqiao." After more than ten seconds, Pan Jing bit her lip, "I...I want to have that operation."

The pain of self-deception and the desire for self-redemption appeared on her face at the same time, "It's...the one that can repair, repair that membrane..."

Pan Jing spoke nervously, paying attention to Qiao Yu's reaction, like a nervous student waiting for the teacher to approve a slip.

"Okay." Qiao Yu said gently, "Of course you can."

Pan Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated: "You... you don't think I'm too..."

"You are saving yourself." Qiao Yu gently combed her long hair with her fingers, "What's wrong with that?"

Pan Jing muffled "um" and hugged her.

"Thank you..." Pan Jing said softly, closing her eyes.

Qiao Yu patted her on the back: "Jingjing, is there any place you want to go? Well... I mean, do you still want to stay in Shanghai?"

Pan Jing shivered a little reflexively.

"I want to go back." She poured out her heart to Qiao Yu, "I just want to get out of here... that person or company... I want to leave quickly... the farther the better..."

Pan Jing frowned painfully: "But, I clearly promised my parents that I would find a good job in Shanghai—they said a long time ago that they wanted me to stay in my hometown, it was my wife—"

Seeing that the color of her voice turned hideous and dark again, Qiao Yu immediately said:

"it's not your fault."

She said softly, "How can people know what will happen in the future? And, believe me, aunts and uncles will be very happy that you go back to accompany them."

Her voice seemed to have magic power, and Pan Jing became sleepy when she heard it, and the psychological pressure that had just risen disappeared in an instant.

"Go to sleep." Qiao Yu took Pan Jing to lie down, "I'm here."

After hearing the even breathing, Qiao Yu slowly got up and picked up the phone that Pan Jing had placed beside the pillow.

She said sorry in her heart, unlocked the lock with Pan Jing's fingerprints, and walked out of the ward while opening the address book.

The phone was answered after a beep.

"Jingjing?" Pan Jing's mother's voice came from the other end.

Qiao Yu's voice became neutral and calm in a second: "Hello, is this Pan Jing's mother?"

"Yes, you are..." Pan Jing's mother suddenly panicked.

"I'm Qin Yuqiao, a police officer on duty at No. 1278 Dingning Road, Gushan District, Hucheng, police number 310615." Qiao Yu's tone remained the same, unusually calm, "Don't worry, Pan Jing is safe and sound, we just follow the procedure. It is deemed necessary to notify immediate family members to ensure that the innocent employees involved are protected and cared for both physically and mentally."

Pan Jing's mother was so frightened that her breathing stopped, but the female police officer opposite her was strict in her words, and her overly serious tone was like a reassurance pill, which convinced her.

"Okay... Well, what's wrong with my daughter now? What does it mean to be involved in the case?" she asked nervously.

"Please note that the following information can only be circulated between you and your husband, please do not tell other relatives or non-relatives."

Qiao Yu said with a straight face, "That's right, more than one department leader in your daughter's company is suspected of committing crimes, including but not limited to embezzlement of public funds, black money laundering, etc. Last night, their department organized a rally in the name of team building. , on the bright side, it was a welcome ceremony for the intern employees including Pan Jing, but in fact, they used the venue to conduct illegal transactions."

Pan Jing's mother gasped in shock: "This, this—"

"The comrades in charge of the related cases got the news and arrested several criminals in the middle of the rally. But I'm sorry, your daughter and several other innocent employees who didn't know were frightened in the process, so they were transferred to me The Bureau accepts reassurance.”

Qiao Yu imitated the tone and wording of the special police in the film and television works, "Last night, some criminals resisted stubbornly and behaved fiercely. Although they did not cause substantial harm to Pan Jing, they obviously frightened her. "Ma'am, you should know your daughter's temperament and experience better than we do..."

"Yes, yes." Pan Jing's mother's heart was beating suddenly, and she was afraid for a while.

Their family has always been an ordinary, well-off family, and they have never been involved in any underworld and white affairs. How could Jingjing not be afraid when she encounters such a thing!

"Then those people...are they caught?" Pan Jing's mother asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, all the criminals have been caught last night." Qiao Yu said calmly, "But obviously, it is not suitable for your daughter to stay in this highly suspected branch now—"

"That's for sure!" Pan Jing's mother cried out tremblingly.

"—So we have obtained her consent and will send specific personnel to help her resign smoothly and return to her hometown after training."

Qiao Yu said unhurriedly, "So I specially informed you and your husband about the reason for her returning home."

"good good good good……"

Only then did Pan Jing's mother feel relieved, and she hurriedly responded.

"That's the situation, to repeat, in order to ensure Pan Jing's personal safety, and also to avoid causing trouble for our bureau's subsequent work, please do not disclose any information about the case." Qiao Yu continued, "Yes If so, please don't mention it in front of Pan Jing with your husband, her mental state has just stabilized and she must not be stimulated."

"Okay, I understand, I understand." Pan Jing's mother nodded again and again.

What a sin! Her poor girl must have suffered a lot...

"So--"

Qiao Yu took off the phone and switched it from his right hand to his left hand, making some bumping noises during the exchange.

When she put it to her ear again, her voice had changed, her voice was soft, a little hoarse, with a slight cry.

"Auntie!" Qiao Yu sniffed, "Auntie... I'm Jingjing's colleague, I'm sorry, can I not say my name?"

From the sound, Pan Jing's mother drew a picture of Pan Jing's colleague taking the phone from the female police officer, and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Yeah." Qiao Yu replied sullenly, "Auntie, Jingjing is very brave. Last night someone rushed over with a knife and almost took me hostage, but Jingjing held me and ran away. Damn, she's so powerful and brave, she's so afraid of herself—"

When Pan Jing's mother listened to what she said, she immediately turned red eyes on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, hey, it's alright, don't be afraid." She was both proud and fearful in her heart, comforting the little girl with her mouth.

"Thanks to Jingjing... Really, I was scared to death last night. Several of our interns from the same period ran out under the protection of the police, got into the car, and went to the police station to take notes. It felt like a dream, everyone. Can't respond."

Qiao Yu said with a bit of choking, "Fortunately everyone is fine, it's scary..."

She spoke a little faster, as if she had just recovered from the shock: "Jingjing and I were still chatting just now, she was also super scared and felt a heavy psychological shadow, she said that she didn't want to be there for a while. I stayed in Shanghai, and now I really want to go home..."

"Hmm! Go home, let's pick her up!" Pan Jing's mother said anxiously.

"...But we have to be under the supervision of the police elder sister for a while. They say it's safer." Qiao Yu lowered her voice, "Jingjing will tell you then, she was still suffering just now, Saying that I feel that I have lived up to your expectations, I thought I could be an urban white-collar worker, but now it is a bit embarrassing to return to my hometown after losing my job because of such an accident..."

"This kind of thing involves a case, and there's no way to tell the truth. You must help Jingjing to cover. Just, we come to Shanghai to work hard, who doesn't care about reputation and face? It's all a little girl's house. The gossip from the neighbors and relatives is the most uncomfortable..."

"I know, I know." How could Pan Jing's mother not know what it's like to be talked about, "Why are you wronged, don't worry, we must be hiding it, so are you, come back. After getting home, it's a big deal, saying that the company doesn't look good, take a break and find a better one-"

"Hmm, I know, thank you Auntie." Qiao Yu nodded.

She paused for a while, then whispered, "Auntie, after Jingjing returns, will you give her a new dress?"

"Before the team building, she worked very hard, prepared a lot of things, and even wore the long black dress you gave her, so she wanted to perform well so that she could get a promotion and raise her salary. I didn't expect such a thing to happen... ...Last night when we ran out, her skirt was dirty, and it was slit, and it couldn't be washed cleanly. When I saw it, I would still think of those scary things... Jingjing is so uncomfortable..."

Before Qiao Yu could finish speaking, Pan Jing's mother burst into tears over there.

"Okay, okay." She said with tears, "I see, thank you, thank you for telling me..."

Her precious daughter!

It's so heartbreaking to suffer alone outside...

Qiao Yu responded softly, comforted a few more words, and hung up the phone.

She walked back to the ward and carefully put the phone back in its place.

Pan Jing fell asleep quietly, her sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful.

……

On the afternoon of July 4th, with the assistance of Min Yuanyuan, the police collected sufficient oral transcripts and substantial evidence~www.wuxiamtl.com~ On July 5th, Pan Jing and other victims resigned from the company.

On July 6, the manager Zhang He, supervisor Pang Lin and others were reported anonymously, and the local branch later investigated and dealt with the case, and the relevant persons involved were detained pending further investigation.

……

There are very few women like Qin Jue who are strong and decisive, who can directly bypass the rules and solve problems by personal force.

The plot of the sassy policewoman beating the gangster to her knees and begging for mercy in the film and television dramas and short videos is difficult to achieve in reality, because the strength of most girls is not comparable to that of the villain. No matter when and where, the first criterion for getting out of danger is Run away in time, not a cool counter-kill.

More girls in the world are like Qiao Yu, like Pan Jing, and like Min Yuanyuan.

They are kind, weak, with their own minds and small fortunes, and they spend their days quietly, madly, or sand sculptures. Their lives are both poetic and hilarious, and they are very vivid.

They may be weak, but they must not be bullied.

They may be delicate, but they are by no means corrupt.

They may be sexy, but they are never horny.

They are girls.

Girls help girls.

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