This person spoke eloquently, but as everyone thought, Luo Yu was not an idiot. After listening, he smiled bitterly and said, I'm really sorry. The level you talked about is too high, and I don't dare to reach higher.
It's up to you. He won't force it. A great opportunity to gain fame is delivered to your door. You don't know how to cherish it, so just run your soft advertisement.
How much reputation can he gain? Luo Yu was actually a little hesitant in his heart. He could suspect that the other party was a liar, but deep in his heart, there was also a voice shouting: What if it is true?
Everyone hopes that they can stand out in the industry, which is also a reflection of the value of life.
If you curse, others will definitely scold you. You will become famous if you curse again and again. The person said disdainfully that it doesn’t matter whether you have a good reputation or a bad reputation these days, as long as you are famous - you are not famous to begin with, and you will not be famous if you fail.
What?
This is an ugly thing to say, but it is the truth. Luo Yu agrees in his heart. Thinking of being able to exchange words and ink with those long-known celebrities from a distance, he can't help but be excited. However, he still has doubts: What if the cadres of that country come to do it?
And me?
If they really have that much energy, your report will not be published. What are you worried about? That person offered a thousand yuan for it with disdain - just write it. If it can't be published, the thousand yuan will be enough.
, I don’t want it from you either.
One thousand yuan at the end of 2002 was a lot. Luo Yu's guaranteed salary was only one thousand yuan. Including manuscript fees, full attendance, missed meals, etc., it was equivalent to one thousand seventy-eight yuan. Of course, if the performance was good,
He can earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a year. In other words, if he can earn 4,000 yuan a month, he will basically be satisfied.
To him, one thousand yuan was not a small thing like transportation fare. The key was that he realized through this one thousand yuan. What the other party said was really possible - or else he was being fooled and gave him money for free?
Most likely, he was a shill from the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee. He was looking for an opportunity at the farmer's market and was bumped into by me, he guessed.
Anyway, let’s write it first. I wrote too much. It’s not my business to be shot in the club. Comrade Siwei made a decision - if he is not shot, the next step will be a chaotic battle with the seniors.
With the support of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, he is not afraid of killing gods and preaching the truth. It is really exciting to think about it.
The manuscript was really not finished, and was typed and published on the same day. The deputy editor-in-chief, who had always been a stranger to him, just sighed meaningfully, "I really admire your courage... you are a formidable young man."
This morning, after the newspaper was released, he realized how terrifying the effect was. However, he smiled lightly at those threatening phone calls - if the manuscript was successfully published, he concluded that he had indeed obtained the tacit approval of the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department.
, naturally they won’t care about Bai Dao, no matter how big you are, are you bigger than the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee?
But the underworld... this is more of a headache. So he'd better go home early.
His father was an old policeman. He lived in a small shanty town where police officers gathered and there were public housing. The city bureau was originally located in this area. It was later moved out, but many people who were not qualified to move stayed here.
.
Until now, all the capable people have moved away, but there are still a few policemen left. Even if the owner of the house changes, the current owner still has some kind of relationship with the previous owner - public housing cannot be bought or sold, but with some tricks
, it can be owned for a long time, and the previous owner is willing to let others live in it, so the relationship is obvious.
Therefore, in the shanty town where he lived, few outsiders dared to act wild - there were two well-known gangsters from Subo in the shanty town. They had done well and were no longer here, but their families were still there.
It was safe to go home. Luo Yu was not afraid of the troubles on the road - even if the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department didn't show up, it didn't matter. The publication of articles always went through the newspaper. He was organized.
He is not afraid of the scolding from his peers. In fact, he still has deep expectations - you must not understand me.
But he was still a little afraid of the underworld looking for trouble, especially since he heard that Chen Taizhong was doing things unscrupulously and without any taboos, so he felt that it would be safer to hide at home for a few days.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got home, before he even bothered to have lunch, seven or eight men walked into the yard and asked, "Where is Luo Yu? Who is Luo Yu?"
"Why are you looking for Luo Yu?" Luo Yu's father stood up. He was a veteran police officer for many years. When he stood there, a sense of majesty came over him, "I am his father. If you have anything to say, you can tell me."
OK."
"Are you his father? Get out of here, old man," said a bald man with a bandage on his head. "It's your son he's looking for. If you don't have eyesight, I'll beat you too...Brothers, let me beat him."
"Let's see who dares!" Lao Luo shouted sharply and stretched out his hand to pick up a shovel. But... people have to obey the old age. In the blink of an eye, he was pushed to the ground by a group of young people and was beaten.
He was punched and kicked, and blood started pouring from his mouth and nose.
Luo Yu, who was sitting in the house, was also taken out. After everyone identified the real owner, they came forward and beat him up. The remaining few young men smashed the doors, windows and furniture of the house to pieces.
"Holy shit, you're acting wild here." Some neighbors couldn't stand it, but they didn't call the police. "Call the Erhulu family... who's blind?"
Within two minutes, two men walked over from outside the yard. Both of them were so drunk that their faces were red, "Hey, what are these little guys doing...do you know where this is?"
"Chen Taizhong is doing things, and the young man is so naughty... It's none of your business. If you say one more word, your grandson will be beaten to death." Yu Haiyang pointed at the other person and said with a grin on his face, "What, you are not convinced?"
"Fuck," a man muttered in a low voice, looking at his companion, "Fuck, what the hell is this?"
"Chen Taizhong is pretty good, I know that." The other man nodded and curled his lips, "You guys should do your work more efficiently and don't disturb others, do you hear me?"
"I just think you are very unconvinced," Yu Haiyang is a tough guy who is good at bullying the weak and fearing the strong. In fact, he is a bit of a bastard - my buddies didn't do well in the past, but now that I have relied on Chen Taizhong, you
If you dare to show your teeth to me, I will have sex with you, so he took out his mobile phone and said, "Well, tell me your font size... I will report it to the leader."
"Hai Yang, your whole balls, everyone has dispersed," another man came next to him, but he knew Yu Hai Yang, "Fuck, what are you doing, it's such a noon."
"Brother Chuang, I'm so sorry," Yu Haiyang said with a smile. He is also the master of talking about people and ghosts. In fact, he doesn't care about this brother Chuang, but... in society, he calls others names.
Brother, you don't necessarily have to suffer a loss, "I can't give you this face. It's okay for him to leave, but not for me. Director Chen Taizhong and Director Chen want me to look good, so please bear with me."
"Chen Taizhong is so old. Do you want me to call Han Laowu?" This person was also quite unambiguous. In fact, this shanty town is quite complicated. Because of his background in the city bureau, many people have very complicated eyes. Hero
I can memorize the music score very well.
"It's boring to say that, it hurts my feelings," Yu Haiyang smiled slightly, "How about I tell Director Chen whether Fifth Brother will take over this matter?"
"Fuck, did I say that?" This person was scared when he heard it. They were all in this area. If someone ruined the scene, they would definitely come forward, but there was no point in hurting themselves. "Haiyang has made a fortune.
It’s time to lean on Chen Taizhong.”
"Fuck, it's a long story," Yu Haiyang smiled bitterly and turned to tell a few young people, "What are you looking at? Beating someone!"
While the crackling was happening, the police came, but this person was going back to his parents' house for dinner. People in this area are not used to calling the police if there is any movement - it makes the same difference whether the police come or not.
Understand the situation.
"What's going on?" The policeman came over. What was rare was that he was wearing a police uniform, so Yu Haiyang couldn't ignore it.
So he laughed dryly and said, "Officer, personal grudges, what the hell, let's leave... Luo Yu, I'm not afraid to tell you, this matter is not over yet. Chen Taizhong thinks I bought the manuscript. You've done me a bloody disservice. You
If I don’t die, I have to die.”
"What the hell...what the hell," the police officer muttered softly. Seeing that everyone in this group was unambiguous and not scratching their heads, he didn't want to force himself to come forward to avoid suffering immediate losses, especially since both parties knew each other.
Don't worry about it.
Hearing the words Chen Taizhong, he frowned and said, "Uncle Luo, did your son offend Chen Taizhong?"
"Is Chen Taizhong not to be offended?" Luo Yu's father had already been beaten with a black nose and face. Seeing that the whole house was smashed to pieces, he was really angry. "You guys now... are you worthy of calling the police?"
I have nothing to say to you. The little policeman was very speechless. He glanced at Luo Yu and said, "Xiao Luo, we grew up together. Tell the truth and save Uncle Luo from complaining about me... Why is Chen Taizhong troublesome with you? You have to be reasonable."
, I’ll help you find a place to reason.”
"I..." Luo Yu spat out one word, and swallowed the rest. He really couldn't say anything about this matter. He dared to break his face and compete with other old-timers in the newspaper industry - please
Well, the end justifies the means.
But those myths don't make sense when it comes to neighbors who know everything about them - neighborly relations have always been the most important thing in Chinese society, as they are colleagues for half a lifetime and neighbors for life.
He couldn't elaborate on this grudge. He could say that he reported Chen Taizhong's misdeeds, so he was retaliated against. But what was difficult to explain was that the person who beat him was exactly what he was doing.
The grievous master.
Is there anything funnier than this in the world? He spoke up for someone, and someone turned around and beat him up, and even destroyed his home because he spoke nonsense.
What a huge irony. He couldn't even call the police, so how could he report it? Because he was beaten by the person he was reporting on?
As everyone knows, Chen Taizhong wants to show up to Yu Haiyang, and he is pursuing this kind of effect - I won't care about you, I will just let the sufferer slap you, do you have the nerve to speak out?
As for Li Yuntong, he knows a lot of "professionals". If not, why would a small Yu Haiyang need to come forward?