Coming to the water conservancy hall on the outskirts of Nancheng, it seemed that they had returned to a civilized society at once. Zhou Haoran and Ma Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief and felt that they were finally completely safe.
In order to understand the specific situation of the paper mill, Qiu Huabo finally pulled the three of them into his car and asked all the way back, and asked a staff member to drive a Hummer to follow the large group.
When Yang Can got out of Qiu Huabo’s car, there was a circle outside to catch the wind. It was very lively. There were people of all ages, men and women. They were from various departments of the Nancheng Provincial Party Committee. There was no shortage of people who saw Yang Can. Someone pointed and asked him where he came from, but Yang Can saw his name on the heads of different people, and was a little surprised at once, it seemed that his own affairs might have spread to Nancheng.
Originally, if I were to be an ordinary reporter, this would probably be the most unwilling situation to face. I used to be in the dark, which could provoke the development of the whole situation and hide my safety, but now I am stared at in the light. The situation is completely different.
But Yang Can is such a person. He is born with "sex" free and easy with "sex". He doesn't care about it at all. On the contrary, he likes this kind of appearance. Anyway, his name as a reporter from Da Yang will become a golden sign one day, but it looks like The leader waved his hand to the crowd, and almost didn't say "comrades have worked hard..." and everyone in the same group could not laugh or cry.
But it didn’t take long for Yang Can to linger. When he received Luo Cheng’s call, he felt a little scalp tingling: "Xiao Yang, you just kept it at the Water Resources Department, wait, the secretary of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. I want to talk to you, and Director Liu of the Municipal Party Committee wants to see you, and Minister Gao of the Water Resources Department also sent someone to invite you to dinner..."
Originally, as long as a unit in the media industry is large enough to influence certain key figures, it will become one of the most feared forces among high-level leaders in various fields. Public relations departments in these fields will almost always serve key figures in the media. Well, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being thrown on the cusp of a report by others without knowing it.
However, generally speaking, this kind of wooing is aimed at the top leaders of the media. Most of the domestic media are connected with high-level officials. For example, Nancheng Ace Weekly is the leader, and they will tell you what happens. solved.
However, Nanzhou Magazine is definitely a different kind. During this period of time, there have been a few shocking exclusives. The boss and boss Xu Yang is a famous stinky stone. Everyone will ignore it. Everyone has no way to do their work and do the editor Luo Cheng. , But Luo Cheng, a good old man, really can’t be the master, so he pushed it to Yang Can. You should bear the consequences for what you do yourself, and other magazines are not responsible...
After listening to the call, Yang Can finally understood that he is now well-known in the Nancheng industry, but he is not as famous as Lin Aiwei, on the contrary, he is still notorious. Everyone does not like him, but is afraid of him stinging. It provokes me, so I preemptively feeds two mouthfuls of candy.
"Just tell them there is no time." Yang Can hung up the phone carelessly after saying it, not because the beauty wanted to ask me to waste time. Go dreaming.
At the same time, in Deputy Mayor Wang Haibo’s villa on the outskirts, Wu Sulan, the director of Yingzi Paper Mill, was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and the hand holding the tea cup was trembling. Yingzi Paper Mill built ten In one year, she had never been so nervous.
If you know Wu Sulan, you might be surprised when you see her now that she seems to have been ten years old for a few days, and the strong woman who was originally charming, looks very fragile and older at this time.
"Suran, don't panic, things have not gotten too far."
Wang Haibo was playing with an antique snuff bottle. On his ruddy face under the age of fifty, there was no inner emotion at all. Everyone in this southern city knew that Wu Sulan had a great relationship with him, but it was not clear that she was a vice-province. Long and his "wife" Wang Haibo.
"However, Wang San has been arrested, and I don't know how much they know about it, so I'm afraid." Wu Sulan was still very worried, clutching her chest worriedly.
Wang Haibo turned around with a little dissatisfaction and asked the middle-aged female secretary standing next to him: "Zheng Yun, what is the reporter's name, and what is the source of it?"
"Mayor Wang, his name is Yang Can and he is a reporter from Nanzhou Magazine. The people under Xu Yang seem to know Ma Guoqiang's daughter Ma Yiyi very well."
Hearing these names, Wang Haibo frowned, and gently put the snuff bottle down and snorted: "Little wolf boy, the'hairs' are not straight yet, but the teeth are quite sharp!" He didn't believe that a little reporter could. What big waves are set off, Wang Haibo is sure to push it down no matter how big things happen in Nancheng, then turn around and ask Wu Sulan: "How do you plan to solve this matter?"
At this moment, Wu Sulan has recovered some calm from the panic just now, and after a little thought, she stretched out two fingers: "Can you give them this number?"
Wang Haibo looked at the trembling fingers erected in front of his eyes and shook his head: "As a first-level organization, I will not interfere with your paper mill and the media, but as a friend, I will tell you that these young reporters are now It's not one, twenty thousand can be passed away!"
Wu Sulan gritted her teeth and shook her head vigorously: "It's two hundred thousand. I'll send two hundred thousand to him and Xu Yang alone. Can't you?"
Wang Haibo turned his face again and did not answer anything. He knew that the number should be fine, but he cleared his throat and said in a general sense: "People nowadays are really different from when we were young. What kind of money? I dare to take it, and things will happen sooner or later if this goes on! Even if they don’t have an accident in Nancheng, there will be an accident in another place someday!"
Turning his face, he said helplessly: "You know, now society has changed, our yamen is silly... Every day, we are entangled by reporters from large and small media. Some of our handles are not letting go or squeezing out some oil. No one wants to withdraw. They will check what you smoke, what women you play with, and what alcohol you drink. Do you think we are annoying?"
The female secretary next to him smiled and relieved: "Director Wu, don't be too nervous. I see such a small person a lot. If you don't tear it off, you can come here. Which wolf is willing to let go?"
Wu Sulan still had no idea and asked cautiously: "Do you think it was given by voice? Is it our factory or..."
Wang Haibo shook his head and said, "That said, I will not participate."
After the others left, Wang Haibo was thinking alone in the room, looking at the latest information from Nanzhou Magazine in his hand repeatedly. This is his habit. He never fights insecure battles. These information are collected carefully by him. , The more I look at it, the more I feel that this reporter named Yang Can is very knowledgeable.
Reporting is a very peculiar profession. Some people are unknown for a lifetime, while others are able to call the wind and rain in areas unknown to the public. Wang Haibo knows that this requires two conditions. A reporter must have a fairly influential platform. The second is that the reporter himself must have certain contacts.
Journalists are somewhat similar to teachers and doctors. Their achievements come from the people they work with. But journalists are especially in that teachers and doctors help others to achieve themselves, but journalists can not only praise celebrities, but also trample on authority. ability.
This Yang Can was able to meet Yang Xiuya in the showbiz and made Ma Guoqiang look at him with admiration in the Guojian case. This time he got in the same car with Qiu Huabo in the cofferyan township. Is this a coincidence
This person named Yang Can has more and more auras. In the business world, the entertainment circle and even the political circles, he "intrudes" in. Is it a coincidence that such a character is overwhelming
Is Nanzhou's growth also coincidental
Wang Haibo never thought that a little reporter could have much energy, but at this moment he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The water conservancy department held a flood prevention organization meeting. The meeting was set in the afternoon. The drafts of the meeting were sent to the major media in Nancheng in the morning. According to regulations, such major events in the province must be reserved for municipal social media. Reporting, of course, is not necessary for the national "sex" of Ace Weekly.
Yang Can drove the Hummer that pulled the wind and stopped in the parking lot of the Water Conservancy Hall Plaza. He happened to meet Xia Meng and Zhang Dabao. When Yang Can jumped out of the car very coolly, he smiled just now. The several trainee reporters who were talking to the yin immediately petrified.
"Xia Meng, you twist me a bit." Zhang Dabao patted his face stupidly, "Uh, haven't I slept too much recently and have hallucinations?"
"Today should be April Fools' Day." The little bald head of the Nancheng Morning Post also looked like he was about to faint: "Yang Can, this kid, is already equipped with a car!"
Yang Can took the sesame seed that he bought just now and ate it, and walked over and asked with a smile, "Yin" and "Yin", "Why, why are you so surprised?"
"Huh... they are betting with you... They say that you must be mopped up in the cofferyan township and come back with no pants left. I said Yang Can is fine." Xia Meng still has a literary and artistic atmosphere. The fluttering short hair and the delicate face were radiant, refreshing and screaming, and he came over and put his arms around Yang Can's shoulders with vitality.
"Then who won? A treat..." Yang Can said, taking a bite of the biscuits.
"Xia Meng won..." In addition to Xia Meng, even the most conservative Zhang Dabao also bet that after Yang Can returns, there will be at least two swellings on his face. Many reporters from the cofferyan township have gone, who is the first. Haven't suffered a loss this time? Ranging from a black nose and swollen face, to severe broken hands and feet, there is a gathering place for barbarians.
"That's you who won... You have to invite me to dinner..." Yang Can smiled and stretched out her hand to Xia Meng.
"Cut, even if I want to invite dinner, I have to pick someone handsome. For example, that handsome guy..." Xia Meng was also very happy that Yang Can was okay, but she refused to admit defeat with her mouth and pointed her finger...