Physician’s Odyssey

Not all journalists are Chen Guang, since they dare to accept the money, it means that they do not have spinal bones, they are so scared by Xia Yu, suddenly they are afraid of war. One of them replied quickly to a text message, "Tomorrow's manuscript I'm going to find a way to withdraw, and ask your men to show mercy and give people a way out. ”

The other two people did not respond for a long time. Xia Yu dialed one of them first. The person did not answer the phone. When he called again, he was already busy. Xia Yu felt that this was a thief's reaction. He was afraid to record his voice while on the phone and leave a handle. As for the other person, he didn't answer the phone, but he didn't hang up, and I'm afraid he just ignored it.

Xia Yu is not in a hurry to clean them up, wait for the other party to issue the draft tomorrow, then see what happens.

Xia Yu hastily finished everything and dialed Su Xiao, indicating the beginning and end of this side, Su Xiao sighed half a dozen times. “Jian Wei is just in South Cantonese. You don't have to come back for a while. Stay there to protect Chen Guang. ”

Xia Yu smiled slightly. “It's not that complicated. When the news comes out to the public, Jiang Mingxuan will be completely destroyed. ”

Su Xiao sighed, helplessly laughing: “How can it be as simple as you think? You think this is the first time they've met a rival like us? It is unimaginably powerful to be able to remain safe and make a fortune, indicating the power behind them. ”

Xia Yu listened to Su Shu. She nodded softly and sighed: “It makes sense. I learned from other channels that Jiang Mingxuan was apparently in charge of Love Charitable Foundation, but the actual shareholders were several very influential figures. They had a strong family base in Yanjing. To be more straightforward, they were all three generations of officials who came out of Hutong compound. They control a group of celebrities who endorse charitable foundations from a family background and actually do dirty business. ”

Su Xiao nodded and said positively: “If you are determined to be charitable, then you must change this industry. This appears to be a crisis of Qihuang charity, but it is also an opportunity to disturb anyway. Now that they're here to mess with us, we can't be afraid to tell the truth. For the masses, they may be influenced by public opinion, but they also have their own ability to discern, who truly does the public good and who uses their shells for personal gain, will always be in vain. ”

Xia Yu was stirred up by Su Xiao. "I'll call Liu later and let him protect Chen Guang. Those people behaved in an abnormally virulent manner. If they could hire him to kill Ho Woo, they could poison Chen Guang. ”

Su Qiang cautioned: “A man like Chen Guang has a hard bone on him. He has experienced heavy rain and will not be afraid to be blackmailed. He has a great reputation. Although the other party dares to blatantly poison such a prestigious journalist, otherwise he is in too much trouble, mainly to protect his family. ”

It was decades ago, when Huaxia was invaded, there were many internal warlords, and the regime was in turmoil and the storm was shaking, government officials did not dare to confront prestigious journalists openly.

Chen Guang's personal social platform account has more followers than Su Qiu. These accumulate on his own merits. If he says anything on his social account that I am threatened, the consequences are unimaginable.

Su Jiao guessed that he wanted to control Chen Guang and only started with his family, which might make Chen Guang bow his head.

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Chen Guang finished his overtime at the newspaper, it was 3: 00 a.m., when he learned that the editor-in-chief had adopted his own paper, and he himself ran to the printing house. He glanced at the new ink, and just printed the newspaper, he let go of his suspended heart.

Around 5: 30, these newspapers will be distributed on the street alley, and after 8: 30, there will be news stories up there, estimated to be hot around 10: 00, and it is expected that tomorrow's own stories will be the subject of heated debate throughout the country.

It was 5: 00 in the morning, Chen Guang bought some early at the door. After entering the door, he found that his wife was still awake. He took a look at his advanced daughter's room. She looked like a mother. Not only did she have good grades, she looked very clear. Because of the heat of the day, half a amputation arm appeared outside. Chen Guang wanted to pull a thin quilt on her. In the end, she did not do so. Her daughter slept shallow and worried about waking her up.

Though Chen Guang said it was a bit difficult, he insisted that the rice cooker prepare rare rice, set a time, and later his wife and daughter woke up and could eat it. After washing, he climbed into bed, his wife facing inside, muttering a few words, "What took you so long? ”

Chen Guang sneered, some guilt, heartfelt, “It's already morning, saying that it's not appropriate to be late. ”

He hugged his wife's somewhat burly waist and kissed her on the back of the neck. Before long, he fell asleep into his dream.

In the eyes of a wide range of fans, Chen Guang is a warrior who fights the dark screen and is known as the conscience of the press, but his life is simple and ordinary, and he is an ordinary father and husband when he comes home.

By the time Chen Guang woke up, it was already more than 2 pm. He rubbed his puffy eyes and walked to the living room with a note on the table. "There was leftovers from last night's meal in the fridge, enough for you to eat. ”

Wife's message with emotion, Chen Guangxiao smiled, this is the pleasure of husband and wife, if I didn't care about you, how could I be angry with you?

Chen Guang opened the refrigerator. In addition to eating half of it and not having had time to turn over half the fish, he also had his favorite sugar and vinegar ribs. He suddenly remembered that yesterday was his wife's birthday and shot his head hard.

For so many years, even though the couple had no birthday habits and were busy with their careers, Chen Guang remembered his wife's birthday very clearly and always brought a bunch of roses at work. Last night, because of the urgent processing of the paper, Chen Guang forgot this top priority, first throw the leftovers in the microwave and heat them up, then quickly pull out the phone to send a message to his wife.

I didn't expect to turn on my phone, it had over a hundred unread text messages and phone calls, Chen Nang's scalp was a little numb, realizing that last night's story had been a success that had attracted attention. He thought about it, or he sent a message to his wife, and then looked closely at the numbers that had not been answered.

Most of the phone numbers are from peers, trying to get wind of themselves. He also has his own department leader, Monk, who entered the newspaper a few years later than himself, but because of his flexibility and some family background, he quickly took the lead and is now his own boss. However, Chen Guang borrowed his old qualifications, so he didn't pay much attention to him.

Monk saw Chen Guang return the call and said angrily: "Chen, why didn't you answer me when I called you so many times? ”

Chen Guang frowned: “Yesterday was the night shift. I arrived home in the morning. I slept too heavily. Please forgive me! ”

Monk snorted coldly and was unhappy: "The article you worked on last night caused a lot of trouble. Now those charitable foundations are sending an official letter asking us to clarify that piece, and you, as the author, owe them an apology. ”

Chen Guang was delighted by this logic, “Every word of the story I wrote was objective and just, if they felt something was wrong, let them sue me. ”

Monk saw that Chen Guang's attitude was so strong, he insulted him, knowing that his temper was so stubborn. Otherwise, with his talent, it would not have taken him more than a decade to mix up a senior journalist, not even a deputy director. He shifted his tone and persuaded him in a long way: “The provincial government's propaganda department also called to put pressure on the president. You messed with people you shouldn't have messed with this time, but keep your head down! ”

Chen Guang was unhappy to ask: “Director Meng, we are all journalists, to deserve our profession, to deserve our conscience. Let me make a mistake with the bad guys. There's no way. I'm talking to you. In addition to that story, I am prepared to write several successive stories. I know that those charitable foundations are registered in South Cantonese, and the government departments have had to intervene because of local protection policies to eliminate the negative effects. But I will find friends to publish in several influential media outlets in the province. If there is no platform willing to reveal the truth, I will do so on my own social platform. ”

Monk was offended by Chen Guangqi. This guy came to the newspaper several years earlier than himself and has been unhappy with himself. He has long wanted to kick Chen Guangqi out of the department. However, there are leaders in the society and in the province who appreciate Chen Guangqi. He is a loyal reader of his in-depth reports and therefore protects him. Even though Chen Guang has not been promoted, his title hangs the title of chief journalist, which Monk has always hated.

“Since you're stubborn, that's all I have to say.” Monk tried to suppress the fire in his mind, "he concluded. Walking by the river all the time, there are no non-wet shoes. Your personality will kill you sooner or later. ”

Chen Guang was also angry at Monk's last words. Everyone's values were different. Chen Guang felt that he was going to be the stinking hard stone in the shithole in the eyes of others. Whatever difficulties he encountered, he had to preserve the ideals of journalists and show the false ugliness of the world to the world in an objective and just way.

Shortly after Monk's phone call ended, a strange number entered, and Chen Guang made an impression of the number in the call record, at least a dozen times.

“Who are you?” Chen Guang answered the phone and spoke quietly.

“Reporter Chan, you finally answered the phone.” There's a woman across the street, and she smiles, "I'm here to negotiate with you on behalf of the Love Charity Foundation! ”

“Negotiation?” Chen Guangkou smiled. “I don't think so. If you think my story is false, then go the legal way! ”

“Everyone else says that reporter Chen Da, the pen pole is proportional to his temper, and his name is not false!” Woman sighs cold, "I'm with your daughter, she seems to have something to say to you! ”

“Dad...” Chen Guang's daughter shouted and was covered in her mouth.

The woman sighed: "My great hero, reporter Chen Da, now I'm qualified to talk to you, calmly and quietly, right? ”