Super Rich by Doing as You Please

Chapter 377: Chapter 184: Your Majesty, Tonight I Wish to Offer Worldly Pleasures to Repay Your Grace

After Bi Yang left resentfully, Director Wang’s attitude became even more cordial.

"Xiaosong."

Director Wang took the initiative to pour her a glass of water, handing it to her with a smile. "Don’t just stand there. Let’s sit and talk."

"Of course, Director Wang." Song Xiaowei wanted to laugh but held it in. ’I’ve been here for so long, and you didn’t ask me to sit then. But now, after two phone calls, I get a seat and you’re even pouring me water? And isn’t it all because of my man!’

Director Wang said with a smile, "Xiaosong, about what just happened... you have to understand. I was just listening to Bi Yang’s lies. He deceived me.

Thankfully, someone was willing to stand up and clarify things for you, which kept me from making a terrible mistake.

So, I want to apologize to you. You’ve been wronged."

"It’s alright, Director Wang."

Song Xiaowei said, "As long as my name is cleared and I’m treated fairly, that’s all that matters."

"That’s good, that’s good." Seeing that Song Xiaowei didn’t seem to hold a grudge, Director Wang heaved a huge, internal sigh of relief.

"Regarding you being harassed and slandered by your superior, Xiaosong, you can rest assured. I’ll make you a promise right now."

With a sincere expression, Director Wang said, "I won’t just let this go. I’ll report the facts of Director Bi’s harassment to the leadership, and I’ll fight to get you a satisfactory outcome."

"Thank you, Director Wang."

"And another thing—your job."

Director Wang continued, "You’re an excellent and professional host. Our department has always made special exceptions for talent like you.

So, let me make you another promise. I’ll push to have your full-time contract finalized as early as tomorrow.

Furthermore, we’ll make your development a priority, giving you better opportunities to showcase your talents.

Just the radio department is holding you back. It’s an utter waste of your potential."

After hearing this, Song Xiaowei said politely, "Thank you, Director Wang."

"Don’t mention it. It’s the least I could do."

After he finished, Director Wang asked caringly, "Xiaosong, do you have any other requests?

If you have any, you can tell me now. If it’s something I can handle, I will. If not, I’ll take it to the leadership on your behalf."

"I don’t have any at the moment. I’ll defer to the department’s arrangements."

"Alright, that’s all for today then."

Director Wang stood up. "From now on, if you run into any trouble at work, feel free to talk to me about it. I might be able to help."

"Okay, I will. Thank you, Director Wang. I’ll head back to work now."

"Yes, you should get back. Don’t let me keep you."

Director Wang added with a note of praise, "You young people are so diligent. Such a serious attitude toward your work, never a moment of rest. Not like us old-timers, just coasting."

Song Xiaowei was left speechless.

’Director Wang’s attitude hadn’t just improved; he was practically fawning over her now.’

After personally escorting Song Xiaowei out, Director Wang immediately had an assistant start drafting a report requesting an early confirmation of her full-time position.

This wasn’t something he could approve on his own; it required the signature of a supervising manager.

Then, he began to analyze her relationship with Director Li and Chief Editor Qin.

Director Li and Chief Editor Qin had never seen eye to eye at the station, yet this time, they had both called him personally—all for Song Xiaowei.

’Looks like this Song Xiaowei’s connections are anything but simple.’

’Could she have a direct line to the Station Director himself?’

’If that’s the case, I’d better keep a very close eye on Song Xiaowei.’

’And then there’s Bi Yang!’

’He almost ruined me!’

He still felt a lingering fear just thinking about it.

But he was confident that since Song Xiaowei had such unbelievably powerful backing at the station, Bi Yang’s fate was sealed.

Best case, his future at the station would be a living hell. Worst case, he might just disappear entirely.

’Sigh. He had it coming.’

’As the saying goes, lust is a blade hanging over one’s head. He messed with someone he shouldn’t have, so now he can only blame his bad luck.’

Bi Yang was the first to return to the department, storming into his office with a dark expression.

Everyone was a little confused.

’What happened? Who pissed him off this time?’

A moment later, Song Xiaowei returned as well.

Everyone had expected her to be devastated. After all, Director Bi had plotted against her, and she was supposed to be fired before her internship was even finished.

But the reality was the opposite of what they’d expected.

Not only did she return, but she did so with a smile on her face. There wasn’t a hint of sadness about her, putting her in a completely different state from Director Bi.

Everyone wondered, ’What happened? We can’t make sense of this at all.’

Song Xiaowei saw her colleagues’ astonished looks, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of smugness and pride.

She nonchalantly returned to her desk and got back to work.

The colleague next to her walked over and asked curiously, "Xiaowei, are you okay?"

"I’m fine. Great, actually."

"When you were called in, Director Wang and Director Bi didn’t give you a hard time?"

"They didn’t give me a hard time at all."

Song Xiaowei replied with a smile, "They were all praising my work. They complimented me so much I started to feel a little embarrassed."

Her colleague was speechless.

’Praise?’

’Did the tables turn somehow?’

The colleague gave Song Xiaowei a puzzled look, then went back to her own desk, lost in thought.

In his office, Bi Yang’s anger subsided, and he quickly calmed down.

’The deal I had with Director Wang completely fell apart, and right after he took those calls. That means someone is protecting her. And it has to be someone powerful enough to make Director Wang turn on me instantly, someone he absolutely has to defer to. It could only be someone from upper management. But the logic doesn’t add up. If Song Xiaowei really had such powerful connections, there’s no way she would have been assigned to a dead-end department like mine for her internship.’