After reviewing the content of the next weekly issue, Yi Zhongcheng sighed after taking off his reading glasses, picked up the inside phone on the table and notified the female secretary in the outside room, and asked her to call editor-in-chief Lao Zhou in.

When Lao Zhou, the editor-in-chief of the content, entered the door on Monday and saw the boss holding a thick cigar in his mouth, his heart skipped a beat and hurriedly walked to him.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at him, Yi Zhongcheng asked lukewarmly. "Old Zhou, how many years have you been the editor-in-chief?"

Editor-in-chief Lao Zhou was stunned for a moment before saying, "Sixteen, seventeen years, right?"

"It's been so long," Yi Zhongcheng said, then grabbed the clear look placed at his hand and threw it over. "Why are you still not enlightened? Are you holding shit in your head? Ah? How did I explain it before? See it yourself!"

He was hit on his face by a stack of clear patterns. Although it didn't hurt, the anger caused by humiliation made the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou blush. He put on the crooked glasses again, squatted down and picked up the clear patterns that fell on the ground one by one, sorted them out in order, and then slowly sat down. "Mr. Yi, what's wrong?"

Seeing him finishing all this, Yi Zhongcheng took a hard sip and then spoke. "What's wrong? Do you dare to ask me what's wrong? I remember telling you yesterday morning that the article written by Xiao Wang only needs a little polish and no more content is added. How can this article in the clear example be modified beyond recognition?"

"Mr. Yi, Xiao Wang has written too much! It's fine to catch the wind and shadows, but you can't infer that her biological father had sex with her just because the girl was only eighty square feet before she was ten years old? This is too outrageous..."

Bang!

With a slap on the table, Yi Zhongcheng stood up angrily. "What did you say? You have a problem with your brain! Bold assumption, bold assumption! I have said this for twenty years, twenty years! Today, you still tell me that it is outrageous? Isn't it outrageous? Where is your salary? How do you pay for your building? Who gave the money for your wife and children to immigrate? Ah? You said, you said..."

The editor-in-chief Lao Zhou bowed his head and said nothing. Seeing that he looked like this again, Yi Zhongcheng was furious. He picked up the inside phone and asked the secretary to call Xiao Wang, who was responsible for tracking and reporting the matter.

Xiao Wang walked into the chairman's office and saw the boss's face dark, while the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou hung his head. He was so happy that he guessed that it was because of something, but he kept respectful in his expression, and even had a little bit of the fear and anxiety that young people should have.

Yi Zhongcheng narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the young editor for a moment before asking, "How long have you been in the job?"

"Three months and eight days a year!"

Yi Zhongcheng's expression calmed down a little, picked up the cigar and continued to ask, "What is the purpose of our weekly magazine?"

"make money!"

After glanced at the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou, Yi Zhongcheng continued to ask, "What is news?"

Xiao Wang frowned and thought for a moment before answering carefully. "Dog bites people is news! An eighty-year-old woman is forced to become an eight-year-old boy is news. If the old woman is pregnant, it will be even more explosive news..."

Seeing that the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou raised his head and looked at Xiao Wang in surprise, Yi Zhongcheng finally had a smile on his face. "Then the most important thing I have ever said is one sentence, what is it?"

"Bold assumption!"

Yi Zhongcheng finally laughed. "So how did you do it?"

Xiao Wang calmed down more and said without hesitation. "You can first assume that anything happens is reasonable! What you need as a journalist is to not miss any clues and find any key that can be used as evidence. Even if the conclusion is terrifying and incredible, as long as it attracts readers enough, it is reasonable..."

Pointing at the stunned editor-in-chief Lao Zhou, Yi Zhongcheng said, "Listen! Listen! This is the editor under your command! This is the talent that weekly needs the most! Talent! If you had such a sense, I would have no longer need to come to the company every morning..."

Editor-in-chief Lao Zhou said, "Mr. Yi, any guesswork must be a degree. In the past, housing in the mainland was very tight. It is very common for adults and children to live in the same house! Lu Xun said this. When he saw the short sleeves, he immediately thought of white arms, his entire naked body, his fertility, his fertility, his mate, his illegitimate child, his illegitimate child! Xiao Wang's manuscript is too extreme, and it is impossible to do news like this..."

Seeing Yi Zhongcheng turned to himself, with encouragement and expectation in his eyes, Xiao Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Editor-in-Chief, the manuscript I wrote is derived from the truth, but it is beyond the truth. All speculations are reasonable and well-founded. Readers who bought the weekly magazine are not clear about the past situation in the mainland, and it is even more impossible to see if Mi’s father has done anything to his daughter. So the manuscript I wrote is not inappropriate. It is bold assumptions and bold inferences. If the other party thinks we are slandering, it needs to come up with evidence! Besides, whether we recognize or not is the final decision for the news? If you say it is recognized, you can recognize it. If you say it is not recognized, you can disagree! The right to speak lies in the hands of our weekly magazine. What the weekly magazine says, readers will see what they believe, what the truth is, who cares?"

The editor-in-chief Lao Zhou was angry and stood up and said, "You fart! You are spreading rumors, you are slandering! That's still a child. How can you live in the future if you write about her like that? Ah?"

Xiao Wang shrank his neck in fear, and when he saw Yi Zhongcheng's permission, he stubbornly said, "How can she live and care about me? I have a relationship with her and I never thought about marrying her! She is her business if she wants to live. As long as the company can make money, readers like to watch such news, then as an editor, it is also the responsibility of providing such news for them to see, and to what they like..."

Seeing that the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou was so angry that his face turned pale, Yi Zhongcheng raised his hand and slapped him. "Well said it! That's great!"

Editor-in-chief Lao Zhou said angrily, "Mr. Yi! It's fine to turn black and white into a deer and make a horse, but if you splash this dirty water, it will cause death!"

"Do you die! At worst, just pay some money! Besides, this Mishasha has committed suicide once before. I have consulted professionals specifically. Generally speaking, if you attempted suicide, you will not commit suicide again. Related theoretical research has been around for a long time. Don't be afraid of big things. If the girl commits suicide or her father commits suicide, it is obvious that our report is correct. It touches their inner pain. If there is no ghost in their hearts, how can you commit suicide? Right? Is it right?"

Speaking of this, Yi Zhongcheng stood up and pointed at Xiao Wang and said, "Hey! This matter is left to you! Whether it is your daughter who commits suicide first or her father commits suicide first, as long as there is news, you must submit the corresponding manuscript. Whether the supplement can be published as soon as possible depends on you..."

Xiao Wang left happily.

But the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou fell into the chair with his chest covering his chest, staring at the proud Yi Zhongcheng and said, "Mr. Yi, this will cause a big problem..."

"What are they afraid of? Can they bite me? This is free from the press, and no one can stop me from speaking! Even if the Chief Executive is standing here, I dare to say this with confidence! Bite me? Bite me? I want to promote this, who can bite me?"

Seeing that the editor-in-chief Lao Zhou was still trying to argue, Yi Zhongcheng waved his hand in disgust. "Go out! Let Xiao Wang process the manuscript for me to read. You should think about it carefully! If you can understand it, you should continue to do it! If you can't figure it out, you should go to Canada to reunite with your wife and children earlier. What do you think if your wife is alone there..."

The editor-in-chief Lao Zhou clenched his fists in anger, took a deep breath and waited until his emotions stabilized a little before leaving angrily.

"Hey, the older you get, the more confused you become! It seems that it's time to consider letting young people take on some responsibilities..."

He sighed and sighed. After Yi Zhongcheng sat back, he picked up his reading glasses, opened the morning newspaper, and prepared to pay attention to the financial market trends. However, the two external phones on the table and his cell phone rang almost at the same time. He was a little puzzled. He hesitated for a while before picking up his cell phone first. He saw that it was the number at home and picked up the phone.

But when he heard the servants at home say what was going on, he was furious. "What? A large group of reporters were guarding outside?"

Before he could reply there, the female secretary who should have stayed outside also rushed in with panic. "Mr. Yi! Many reporters have come, and they ask to interview you..."

Yi Zhongcheng stood up and opened the curtains. Seeing that several interview cars were parked downstairs, and reporters carrying cameras were running over from across the road, he couldn't help but sink his face. "Interview with me? Why do you want to interview me?"

The female secretary bit her lip and said with a embarrassed look on her face. "Uh...it seems to be about your own family matters..."

Yi Zhongcheng is furious. "Tell me clearly! What's about?"

The female secretary's face became even more ugly, and she hesitated before saying. "The news at the 10 o'clock period said that someone broke the news that the founder of the local weekly was cuckolded for many years but did not know it. It seemed that he was referring to you..."

Two external telephones on the desk were ringing continuously. Yi Zhongcheng turned on the TV and moved to the news station. He saw the host holding a weekly magazine that covered some covers with mosaics and broadcasting with a smile.

"...If the revelation is true, the boss of the local publication in Hong Kong Island will be in trouble. Both sons and one daughter are not biological. I don't know if it should be said that the truth is clear or that evil will be punished..."

Yi Zhongcheng's face turned pale, and the TV remote control in his hand fell to the ground, and it broke into two pieces with a bang.

Seeing that he was so disobedient, the female secretary shrank his neck and hesitated before asking. "Mr. Yi, how should these reporters deal with it?"

"Carry? What to deal with?" Yi Zhongcheng turned his face, glared at her and yelled. "Blow them all out..."

"Yes, but they said they wouldn't see you and wouldn't leave..."
Chapter completed!