Destroy stability and unity? It was such a big hat, Yang Can couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He expected that the deputy director would come such a hand, but he didn't expect his words to be so direct, and he smiled faintly:
"Haha, Director Pan, I think you overestimate the strength of me as a media person. I am afraid I am not as influential as you think..."
"Overestimated?" Pan Dong shook his head almost immediately: "I didn't overestimate at all. Maybe I underestimated you. When you were in Nanzhou Magazine, I had heard about Su Yun's case. At first I thought you were just one of those little reporters who didn't know the heights of the world." Half of the speech paused and gave Yang Can a meaningful look:
"Later in the Guojian case, you turned your hands into the clouds and covered your hands as the rain. You lost a development bureau chief, a district mayor, and a deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Then there was the flood in the cofferyan township. You were in public. Fired, and brought a group of people to level the old streets that the provincial party committee had been unable to do for more than ten years. Finally, the State Supervision Bureau directly found the murder case of Yingzi Paper Mill, and sent the mayor of a dignified provincial capital city into it. Prison, this is something that Secretary Qiu didn't dare to do..."
As Pan Dong said, his tone became more and more cautious, and he even stated all the details of Yang Can's past.
Yang Can was slightly stunned in surprise, and still said with that kind of silly smile: "It's nothing, luck..."
"No..." Pan Dong turned his head and stared at Yang Can: "You are not lucky. You have enough strength from beginning to end. A reporter from a weekly magazine went to the police station several times and let Zheng Admiral Yun personally called the Public Security Department to protect you. You shot, the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee Qiu and Mayor Tian tried to protect you, not to mention Ma Guoqiang, the most famous figures in the business world, Wu Lan, stood behind you. Now, if you change to someone else, even if you don’t go to jail, you will be beaten to death hundreds of times without knowing it..."
Pan Dong, who has always been "force", sighed in a rare way: "You are really a terrible person, and everyone in our agency will be extremely jealous of you."
Pan Dong’s remarks made Yang Can a little embarrassed. He really didn’t expect the deputy director to evaluate himself so highly. He unconsciously "touched" "touched" his face and asked "confused". : "Really? I am so terrible?"
"Secretary Qiu once commented on you, saying that you are a sharp media sword, enough to slash to corners that our tentacles can't reach." Pan Dong lowered his voice: "However, I think that your sword is very If you don’t use it well, it will touch the fundamental interests of the leadership of the province of China. For example, you will have crossed the line this time!"
"Bounded?"
"Yes, what you have touched before are all side matters, targeting a certain person, a certain group of people, but this time you are the Jianfeng pointed at the entire public security team in China. This matter is Gao Hong and the others. No matter how wrong those people are, you shouldn't zoom in on the TV. You just want to provoke the people's antagonism towards our agency!"
Pan Dong's voice was trembling slightly, and his uncontrollable anger gave him a strong sense of oppression. Yang Can did not waver at all, but looked at him curiously. He knew what Pan Dong was thinking. Think, their police team in the province of China has always been a national red flag unit and the banner of the province. The image of high detection rate has a great deterrent effect on crimes in the province, and this time I pour dirty water on them. A small thing rendered enough to destroy the good image they have worked so hard to build for many years, how vicious their intentions are.
"In detention centers across the country, I don't know how many of these things will happen every year. The people below are responsible, I know, but there are some things that we can't do. We can only treat chronic diseases slowly, and they will soon be "chaos"!
You think you are playing your supervisory role! ? Do you hold any justice? ? Bullshit! ! I tell you! What media people like you with a backstage and wrists do now are more harmful than Gao Hong! How many people can they harm a year? And if your report goes out, in the future, our public security officers will be criticized and blamed, they will accumulate resentment, and they will think that more is not as good as less. How much efficiency is reduced, and as a result, how many cases in China cannot be detected! ? "
Pan Dong’s awe-inspiring righteousness filled his tone with a kind of supreme authority. He stood at a height different from others, and his views were naturally more comprehensive. Pan Dong looked down on Zheng Chucheng and Yang Can in his heart. A media person who seeks fame and honour.
Yang Can listened fine at first, but then the more he listened, the more he felt that there was an unknown fire coming up, fart! What the fuck is this shit logic! ? Suddenly he couldn't help but laughed, returning to the arrogant tone he used to use:
"Director Pan said it is really funny, a big hat is pressing on my head, I really can't bear it." Suddenly his eyes turned cold and he snorted:
"To tell you the truth, Director Pan, I don’t read many books. I am not as good as your eloquence. I only know that I am doing my job as a media person. I dig a piece of news and put the facts in front of the people. They love Look, I increase my ratings and then make money. It's that simple. As for the overall situation you said..." I looked at Pan Dong with disdain:
"Then your overall situation is not the overall situation of my Nanchu Satellite TV, nor the overall situation of the ordinary people. I abide by the law and work only for the audience who paid me to be responsible. Why should I be responsible to you!? Did we work so hard? Taxes, but also help you wipe your ass! A joke... Then what do we pay taxes to support you? Why don't we raise two more police dogs to solve the case, and we reporters, wage earners and students take care of the overall situation."
Yang Can finally couldn't help it. At the beginning, some of the favors for Pan Dong had disappeared, and his tone was sour and mean, he even made Pan Dong, the dignified deputy director, angry with his face like a tomato, unable to say anything. I thought that this arrogant little bastard even dared to point to his nose to curse. He obviously didn't get the key videotape evidence. I really don't know if he has a brain problem.
"You...you...really..." He stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
The key evidence of this case was obtained from Gao Hong’s consciousness. Yang Can smiled in his heart, and felt that it was too boring to continue talking with such a respectable person. He laughed twice and left Pan Dong and went to find Gang. Gao Hong, who had diarrhea back, spoke.
Turning Gao Hongla aside, he put his arm around him and asked with a smile: "Director Gao, I have something to ask you."
"What is it? You say? As long as someone Gao can do it." Gao Hong was very respectful for fear of offending the media celebrity in the province of China, wishing Yang Can to ask him for help.
"Look at my reporter named Zhou Hongliang. He still has a bandage on his hand. I heard that it was beaten by someone who instigated the son of the factory director. After reporting the case for a long time, your bureau did not respond..." Yang Can was full of face. Sighed in embarrassment.
Gao Hong's face changed and he snorted: "Is there anything like this? Don't worry, Manager Yang, I will go back and check it out and give you an explanation."
Yang Can enthused and glanced at Zhou Hongliang, who has been depressed today, thinking that you, the old boy, have never convinced me. This time I will sell you a little favor so that you can also know how capable your manager Yang is.
That night, Su Yali and Zhou Hongliang were a little disappointed, not only because they did not find any new evidence, but also because they felt the invisible tremendous pressure on people like Pan Dong and Gao Hong, which made him feel a kind of With a sense of frustration from the bottom of their hearts, they don't understand why Yang Can still looks so good on the way back.
On Wednesday morning, Yang Can returned to Nanchu Satellite TV’s own office and immediately contacted Mr. K. Under Yang Can’s strong request, Mr. K’s subordinates formerly under him joined forces to connect to the inside of the Public Security Bureau. Resource network, searched for a data video numbered kb23456, after a morning search, using the authority of old k, finally called up this key "sex" video evidence.
Yang Can looked at the computer screen and watched the 20-minute video carefully and repeatedly. He felt a bit unbearable anger. He gritted his teeth and edited it into a 10-minute video, trying to cut it out. Some of the bloodiest clips beyond the scale.
This number kb23456 is the key word "sex" that Yang Can found in Pan Dong's mind. This time Yang Can made a big mess, and expected that a high-ranking person like Pan Dong would come out to clean up the mess. Although internally handled cases such as the regulations of the Public Security Department will not be made public, they will be archived internally and stored in the secondary internal database. Pan Dong didn’t know that in fact this database, Mr. K had the authority to call it out. Informational.
This is why Yang Can has always been so confident. He doesn't need to bother to find evidence on his own. As long as Gao Hong's group has enough sense of crisis, when Pan Dong comes out, he will pray behind him. Evidence for catching cicadas is simply at your fingertips.
It's just that he didn't expect that the evidence he got was so strong. Thinking about the next show with such a good theme, Yang Can was a little excited, and patted the table lightly, humming a little tune.
"Can't afford to hurt~ Really can't afford to hurt~
I think you think you think you think you think about it in the dark~
Yali has wood and wood~ A true heart has wood and wood~
I love you, love you, love you, love you till the next century~. "
Suddenly I heard the horn of a police car and frowned, no way! ? Could it be that the information that Mr. K mentioned privately to him was found? Isn't it so evil
When I went out to see it, I just watched Zhao Zhe. Xia Meng trot over nervously. Zhao Zhe walked with a bitter face. I don't know how many times he complained to Yang Can. This new boss is really gunpowder. "Packed one. I was invited by the leader of the Public Security Bureau to have a conversation yesterday. What did you mess with today?"
When I got to the news hall, I saw that there were about dozens of colleagues who had already flooded in here, all worried and afraid to ask each other: "Could it be that we reported the matter?" "It shouldn't be..." "I It's hard to tell..."
There was a lot of discussion. Several uniformed police officers walked in with a young man in his twenties. As soon as he came in, they shouted: "Who is Zhou Hongliang Zhou reporter...?"
Everyone could not help but look at it. It's over, Zhou Hongliang, a big bad-tempered reporter, must be causing something again. Seeing Zhou Hongliang with a gloomy face, he slowly stood up, came over and tried hard to hold his chest, but he was a little lacking in confidence. Replied: "I am, what's the matter?"
One of them, a tall, black-faced policeman, walked over and looked at the tag on Zhou Hongliang's chest. He suddenly carried the young man over and kicked and fell to the ground. He coldly pointed at Zhou Hongliang, "Is it the person involved."
The young man's oily noodles looked like a brother-in-law, and he screamed when he was kicked on his knees. He almost burst into tears. He knelt on the ground in handcuffs and nodded in horror: "Yes... Yes... That's him..."
Just as everyone was stunned, the black-faced policeman who took the lead, holding his police cap "pattered" the young man's face fiercely, and shouted aloud in his wailing: "Speak clearly, on the On the 2nd of the month, did you instigate five social youths to maliciously beat up this reporter Zhou Hongliang on Qianzi Street at 1 am!?"
"Yes...yes... I did it... Reporter Zhou, I don't have fucking eyes, I have cheap hands, and a cheap mouth..." The oily young man was holding back his tears desperately, almost howling in an imploring tone. Knocking his head vigorously and hitting the ground with a loud sound, Zhou Hongliang stunned the person involved.
After seeing the work done, the policeman saluted Zhou Hongliang and said politely: "Thank you reporter Zhou for supporting our investigation. I am sorry to interrupt your work." The young man left, leaving behind the reporters and editors door of the news center full of shock.
"I recognize that person, isn't he Jiang Ziwei, the son of Zhou Ji's last exposure of the merchant Jiangdong Supermarket boss!?" Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone looked at Zhou Hongliang and started talking.
"No, I heard that Jiang Ziwei's uncle is the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. How could he be caught by the police?"
"Yeah... Then Jiangdong Supermarket has been exposed several times, and several reporters were beaten at night. They have never solved the case. How could this time...?"
"Could it be that Zhou Ji was so angry that he was squeezing money to let others do things... That's not right. We only have a monthly salary. We can't handle this matter if it's less than tens of thousands."
There was a lot of discussion, Yang Can returned to his office with a slight smile, and Xia Meng cleverly took his hand by the way, staring curiously and asked, "You did it? You must do it~~"
Yang Can just smiled non-committal and asked Xia Meng to go back to work, and by the way, give her a copy of the video and let her make preparations in secret.
As soon as I entered the office door, I heard a knock on the door before my butt was hot.
"Come in."
Zhou Hongliang walked in with a complex face and looked up at Yang Can. Seeing that his face was calm, he didn't mean to ask for credit at all. He felt hot in his heart when he didn't know why, and he used to bow his head and his face was red and authentic:
"Yang...Manager Yang, thank you. I know you helped me out. I don't know how to say. Anyway, I will do whatever you ask me to do in the future. I will never frown." After speaking, he went out embarrassingly.
Looking at his back, Yang Can feels funny. This week Hongliang is a sincere person. He has been thankful for helping him out so badly. It is so difficult to say thank you. Okay, this kind of person is It's easy to get along with. Today I completely subdued this arrogant Zhou Hongliang, and this group of people will be much easier to command in the future.
Zheng Chucheng heard Su Dong's report on the matter on the phone. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but laughed. He thought, Yang Can is really a capable man, how long has it taken to not only make the show successful? It is so easy to win over people's "sex", alas, this method really makes Zheng Chucheng feel that he has been in vain over the past few decades, and he dare not be a young man in his twenties...
The second phase of the live broadcast finally started as scheduled. Wu Bin's plan was useless because Yang Can finally adopted his method.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was looking forward to it. They wondered how much the cleanup rate would be this time. When passing by Yang Can, many people asked, "Yangtou, what the hell is it? Shouldn't it be so confidential?" The pre-confidentiality of the live broadcast was very strict, and only a few people knew about it.
"Surprise, just wait and see..." Yang Can answered like this every time with a cigarette in his mouth. Everyone didn't understand that Chen Guotao, the person involved, was arrested. What else to watch in this show, I only know the guests coming this time. It was a bald man named Li Liang, and he didn't know what he was doing.
In the anticipation of the start of the live broadcast light signal, the live broadcast officially began.
"Dear viewers, I am very happy to meet you again..." In Xia Meng's fresh smile, Su Yali looked at her enviously in the corner, and her mood was very complicated. She looked at Yang Can and wanted to ask her when she could When I was on the camera, I saw the seriousness on his face, but he didn't dare to ask. Although Yang Can usually smiled, but when he straightened his face, there was a daunting majesty.
"I believe everyone is very surprised why Chen Guotao is not on the scene this time, because some special circumstances have occurred... The public security department has arrested him on the crime of falsehood..."
As soon as the live broadcast of the program began to broadcast the police breaking into Nanchu TV to arrest people, everyone was stunned. Many people unconsciously asked the people next to him: "What on earth is Yang Tou going to do? Didn't he already accept someone else? Is it a public service announcement of $1.2 million?"
"I can't understand...Let's continue reading." The person asked with his mouth opened, and replied in a daze.
Under Xia Meng's slow guidance, finally the bald-headed Li Liang who had just been released from the detention center appeared on stage with a mosaic on his face, and then Yang Can ordered the scene to be cut to a video.
In the video, Chen Guoqing, who was stupidly standing next to the bed, panicked, only to see two prisoners coming out of his bed. They pulled Chen Guoqing to the corner, and one person yelled and pinched his neck and lowered it to show his body. At a right angle of 90 degrees, another person flew up and kicked him hard in the stomach.
Chen Guoqing spat out the dinner on the spot, and Li Liang's indifferent voice explained to the side: "This is called a stomachache in our place, and it's a way to treat disobedient prisoners."
When Chen Guoqing finished vomiting, the two men suddenly overwhelmed him, turned both arms from behind, and twisted Chen Guoqing's arm 90 degrees perpendicular to the body from behind. Everyone who saw it felt that his arm was faint. Make pain.
"This is called driving. It is divided into three gears according to the angle. This group of people is really ruthless. At the beginning, it will be three gears. This will kill people. I'fuck'~~ They still use Xiaobailong!? This must be someone. Say hello, the dismissal is definitely not so ruthless!"
As a guest, Li Liang couldn’t help but scolded him. Wu Bin, an old-fashioned director, quickly silenced his swear words. In fact, in the industry, although live broadcasts are called live broadcasts, they are actually delayed by 12 seconds in the middle. The director can take advantage of this. The golden twelve seconds eliminates some things that can't be on TV.
Just as the third person appeared in the picture, he took out a white plastic tube from the water village of the toilet, smashed Chen Guoqing's clothes, and slapped him fiercely on his back. I don’t know how many times, every time. He was so scared that he couldn't stand Chen Guoqing screaming like a lion in the silent video.
For more than ten minutes, the person in the video changed various tricks and beat Chen Guoqing, during which no guardian appeared.
Slowly Li Liang stopped talking, and collapsed to the ground twisted, but the group of people were still playing. Everyone in the live broadcast room stared at the silent video in a daze, with people covering their mouths constantly. Rushed out of the studio.
In the last ten minutes, the toilets on this floor of Nanchu Satellite TV were crowded with people who came to participate in the scoring. They were all looking for a place to vomit... Most of the people in the live broadcast room looked scared, of course, more people showed it. At a loss, as if unable to understand the facts before him, Wu Bin's face was a little excited and a little flustered. He suddenly realized that he was creating a history of Chinese TV, a history walking on the edge of a steel cable.
Wu Zhe, who has always regarded defending Nanchuwei as his own duty, didn't say anything this time, but gritted his teeth and smashed the water glass he hadn't used for five years with a loud voice.
Outside of Nanchu, many people are watching this live broadcast. Almost all the audience clenched their fists, shouting and cursing...
At this time, Gao Hong, who was in his apartment, was clutching his chest, his face was so pale that he pointed to the TV, and he wanted to shout but couldn't say anything.
Pan Dong, who was on vacation in a suburban villa, deeply closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and cursed: "What a bastard who kills a thousand swords!"
On the other hand, Song Yingxu, who has been watching this show with a complicated mood, was laughing at this moment, and said to himself: "Haha, this bitch is crazy... It's crazy... It's just that. I'm looking for death... Xiaoman, come and take a look to see what show Nan Chu is playing today..."
Xue Qiyuan and Shen Qing, who are far away in Beijing, looked at each other in disbelief in front of the 42-inch "Liquid" TV. They laughed bitterly at the same time, with the same thought in their hearts.
"This guy is arrogant, too crazy..."
"You guy is not just arrogant... You just look at the rules like dung..." Xue Qiyuan lay on the sofa with a beautiful figure showing her "exposure", although she was swearing, she had a strange feeling in her heart.
A picture appeared in my heart.
In this short ten minutes, although the audience may be full of anger when watching, as a TV person, any TV person, there is unconsciously a hearty heart, the feeling of blood boiling, as if they have always been on their heads. No one dared to "touch" or even look at it, but today suddenly someone raised their arms, the dark clouds dispersed in the sky, and a ray of sunlight fell through the clouds...
In the sun, a man stood in a place where everyone else was tall and smiled, smiling at the ignorant, timid, and self-proclaimed other people below, with a bit of playful abuse and a bit of arrogance...