Chapter 62 Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee on Weibo
Deputy Director Jiang’s name is Jiang Xueqing. She is also a legendary figure. She ignored the strict organizational orders and went to the West African war zone with her cameramen for interviews. She wore a steel helmet and a bulletproof vest and witnessed the rain of bullets. The image she took inspired a generation of journalists.
The photo of the crowd inserting blooming bird-of-paradise flowers into the barrel of a soldier's gun won her the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism and she is known as China's No. 1 female battlefield reporter.
Jiang Xueqing's background is deeper than Baina's. Her ex-husband is a department-level official of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee. Her current husband is a big shot at CCTV. She is also the vice chairman of the Network Television Alliance and is also a famous figure in CCTV.
Deputy director is just a nickname, which means that director Jiang has great power and can be the deputy director.
"Xiao Bai, I'm paying attention to this matter. If you have any resources, please share." Jiang Xueqing is a famous night owl. She will definitely not sleep at this point, and her sense of smell for social hot spots is extremely sensitive.
"No problem, I'll send you an email later." Baina hung up the phone and asked Ruan Xiaochuan: "Where is your home? I'll take you there."
"No need to worry, I'll just take a taxi myself." Reporter Ruan was flattered. Today he finally understood that the duty of a real journalist is not to dig up bad news and make a name for himself, but to make the truth known to the public.
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When Ruan Xiaochuan, Bai Na and Jiang Xueqing exposed the truth about the imposter on the Internet, Zhu Xiaoqiang also stayed up late to fight. While he was coding in Word, he was quarreling with people on the LK forum, and he also opened Weibo and browsed
Current news, it is already one o'clock in the morning, the whole city has gone to sleep, but Zhu Xiaoqiang's biological clock has just turned on the day mode. This is the point when he is most energetic.
Suddenly, Zhu Xiaoqiang found a Weibo reposted by someone else. The original blogger was called "Cute and Soft Shuang'er." The content of the Weibo was that this year's top scorer in the college entrance examination had been impersonated, and his results were invalidated, and even his household registration was cancelled, etc.
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Zhu Xiaoqiang almost laughed angrily. Such an outrageous thing could never happen because it was too unrealistic. In today's world of advanced information, everything is open to the public. This is simply a cover-up for grassroots governments, unless they are fools.
He immediately went to the original blogger's Weibo and found that the blogger seemed to be a female college student, so he became suspicious again, how could female college students pay attention to such negative news? What they should pay attention to is fashion, idols, popular elements, etc.
, so this cute and soft Shuang'er is probably a marketing account, appearing as a female college student on the surface, but actually a team.
Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoqiang was impressed by his meticulous analysis. He took a sip of the instant noodle soup left over from lunch and began to refute the rumors by tapping the keyboard keys.
"A three-year-old child can tell that this is fake news. Bloggers are sensationalizing and creating hot topics just to increase their followers. It's really disgusting. Things like pretending to go to college under false pretenses were old news ten years ago and are basically impossible now."
Sex, and the blogger said that the daughter of the township chief replaced the rural candidates, which is really a scandal. How can the township chief, district and department-level cadres have so much energy to deal with the public security bureau, education bureau, and schools to change their household registration and identity?
ID card, change the photo on the registration form. Besides, key universities like Jiangnan University are very strict with freshmen. After admission, there will be a preliminary test. The real trick was exposed last year. The blogger even said that bullies in the countryside were chasing the candidate.
It’s even more ridiculous. Do you think it’s a Hollywood blockbuster? There’s a road chase, it’s so thrilling, I’m laughing so hard.”
There were too many words, so I had to post a long Weibo post. When I posted it, I used the @@ "cute and soft Shuang'er". After a while, Zhu Xiaoqiang's speech was quoted and replied by "cute and soft Shuang'er", and he still vowed to do so.
I say these are real things that happened, and many taxi drivers can testify.
Zhu Xiaoqiang sneered, picked up a red plum in his mouth and slapped it in reply: The blogger's ability to distort and spread rumors is really top-notch. The sister who the taxi driver organized a group to rescue is another matter. You actually said that you were a witness. I am really convinced.
Your IQ is up.
As soon as it was posted, someone scolded Zhu Xiaoqiang in the comments, saying he was a guy named "Koelansi" and looked like an uncle in his profile picture.
Zhu Xiaoqiang retaliated without hesitation and told the other party with great contempt that a fan like you would probably never know that your goddess is actually a foot-picking man.
Coriander Lansi immediately replied: "Baby, where do you live? Believe it or not, I will go over and chop you to death."
Zhu Xiaoqiang burst into laughter, and gracefully posted a laughing expression, then @Omi Ping An, saying that someone was threatening him, and then @ Ping Chuan Ping An, reporting online that someone was creating rumors to smear Ping Chuan.
After a while, Zhu Xiaoqiang noticed something happening on Weibo. It turned out that it was Yulansi who had @ himself while forwarding Baina's Weibo post.
Baina is a reporter from the Morning Post and is quite famous. However, Zhu Xiaoqiang doesn't like her and has included her in the list of "public celebrities". This kind of people specializes in negative news, ugly events, Tibetan mastiff bites, environmental pollution, and waste oil.
According to Zhu Xiaoqiang's logic, there are three types of people who post about hot issues online. One is the official online commentator who gets 50 cents, the other is the public intellectual who gets 5 cents.
There is a kind of righteous Zi Qianwu, and of course he is a person like me.
Baina's Weibo post had sufficient evidence and clear logic, and also mentioned the propaganda department's obstruction of reporters' investigations. Zhu Xiaoqiang smiled contemptuously again and typed out a string of words: "If this kind of thing was true, it would have been done long ago.
It’s been exposed. How stupid do the officials from the Pingchuan Propaganda Department have to be to help a township cadre suppress this kind of thing? Anyway, I don’t believe it.”
Zhu Xiaoqiang was not fighting alone. A large number of people echoed his views. They analyzed Baina's Weibo content, found many loopholes, and lashed out. Zhu Xiaoqiang, who received fire support, was very proud and wanted to see Baina's reply.
Himself, only to find that he has been blocked by the other party.
After a fierce battle all night, Zhu Xiaoqiang fell into a deep sleep. He was woken up by a text message on his mobile phone at ten o'clock in the morning. It was from the goddess Wang Hong. He suddenly became excited and opened the text message. The content was only one sentence: Can I borrow a thousand yuan?
Zhu Xiaoqiang calculated it and realized that he didn't have enough money. He hesitated and called home. His father's voice was old but excited: "Qiang'er, is your work going well?"
"Fortunately, the company recently wanted to customize work clothes, which costs 600 yuan, and I don't have enough money..."
"I know, I'll call you at noon. Is six hundred enough?"
"That's enough." Zhu Xiaoqiang's face felt a little hot.
I was very hungry, and I still had three buckets of instant noodles. I couldn't bear to eat, so I had to go downstairs and put my mouth under the faucet, and drank a lot of water. I could feel my stomach rippling when I walked.
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Baina was also sleeping in. The ringtone of her cell phone woke her up from her dream. She picked it up and looked at the number in a daze. When she saw an unknown call, she hung up and went back to sleep. After a few seconds, the cell phone rang again. The other party was persistent and persistent.
This made Baina very angry. She thought she was selling insurance or something like that, so she scolded her: "It's over now!"
"I'm Bai Ming!" A majestic voice came from the mobile phone.
Baina was trembling with fright. It was her uncle who called him. Could it be that the revelations on her Weibo had alerted the Propaganda Department?
"Come to my office right away," said the uncle.
"What?" Baina was still a little confused.
"Come here now!" Uncle hung up the phone.
Baina got up quickly, smoked a cigarette and thought hard. She felt that this matter was really unavoidable, so she simply took the information, put on clothes, dressed up a little, and drove a small SUV straight to the provincial party committee compound.
Park your car outside the door, register, enter the building, and go straight to the Publicity Department.
Bai Ming, Propaganda Minister of the Provincial Party Committee, was an old minister when Zheng Jeff was in office. It was supposed that he should be transferred to the CPPCC National People's Congress for retirement. However, the new Secretary Xu was not in a hurry to form his own team, so he still held his current position.
Minister Bai was in a meeting, and the secretary received Baina and invited her to the reception room. There was another person sitting inside, who turned out to be Ruan Xiaochuan.
Ruan Xiaochuan was uneasy and frightened. As a young media reporter, he was suddenly called for questioning by the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. Even the most nervous person would tremble.
"Chief Bai, you are here too." Ruan Xiaochuan stood up and said hello.
Baina just nodded slightly, sat down and took out her mobile phone to surf the Internet and read Weibo. The public opinion on the Internet was now leaning towards her side, and many people cited evidence to prove that Lan Huanxi was indeed a person.
After a while, the secretary opened the door, and a middle-aged man came in, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. Although he was not very tall, the aura created by being in a high position for a long time made people involuntarily dare not look directly at him.
"Hello, uncle." Baina stood up and said hello calmly.
Ruan Xiaochuan's legs were a little weak, so he stood up and said, "Hello, Minister Bai."
Propaganda Minister Bai Ming looked at him, "Are you Ruan Xiaochuan from the Evening News?"
"It's me."
"He's quite promising. He specializes in digging up negative news and sensitive events. Hehe."
Minister Bai's sneer made Ruan Xiaochuan break into cold sweat, and his back was completely wet.
"You two, come with me." Bai Ming turned around and left, followed closely by Baina. Ruan Xiaochuan was so scared that he couldn't even move.
"What are you afraid of? You haven't broken any laws. Even if you are fired from public office, you won't be unable to find a job." Baina whispered, dragging the staggering Ruan Xiaochuan out of the reception room.
With Baina's words, Ruan Xiaochuan immediately became calm. What happened had already happened, and it was useless to beg for mercy. It was better to argue with reason, maybe something could be saved.
Minister Bai took them into the elevator and went up to the tenth floor. On this floor were the provincial party committee secretary, deputy secretary, secretary-general and their secretaries. As soon as they got out of the elevator, there were secretaries waiting for them. He led them into a
There was a large and spacious office, and the civil servants came to make tea.
After a while, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties came in. He was very tall, with slightly white hair on his temples. He had a Chinese character face, energetic and upright. This face was familiar to everyone. He was the man who often appeared on TV.
Xu Xinhe, the new Provincial Party Committee Secretary.
"Secretary Xu, I have brought these two people to you for you to do with." Minister Bai said with a smile. Just now he was a cold and frosty parent, but now he has turned into a smiling Maitreya Buddha.
Xu Xinhe smiled and stretched out his hand, shook hands with Baina first, then shook hands with Ruan Xiaochuan, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I see you are very powerful when arguing with people on Weibo, how did you end up here?"
Have you become a grass chicken?"
Baina's eyes lit up: "Secretary Xu, are you also on Weibo?"
Xu Xinhe said with a smile: "Isn't it possible? I registered an account a few years ago, but I seldom speak and have few fans. There are only two of them, my secretary and Comrade Bai Ming. They are not as powerful as you. They have two hundred