Ruan Xiaochuan couldn't help but smile when Goebbels' famous sayings came out of Zhu Xiaoqiang's mouth. As a cadre in the propaganda department, he naturally kept the teachings of his ancestor in mind, but throwing dirty water on Xia Qingshi always made him feel
Something is wrong. If you think about it carefully, it should be like a dog biting a hedgehog with nowhere to bite.
Let's play with dates or not. The cost is not much anyway, Ruan Xiaochuan thought. He looked at Zhu Xiaoqiang and found that this guy was quite down and out.
"Do you need any help from me?" Ruan Xiaochuan asked.
Zhu Xiaoqiang pushed the empty bowl in front of him and greeted: "Boss, let's have another fried rice and one wonton." He touched his belly and sighed: "It tastes better than the food at the construction site. I need a house with internet.
A computer, a red plum, and a box of instant noodles are enough."
Ruan Xiaochuan felt sour in his heart, what a good comrade, "Okay, I can provide you with another twenty yuan for food every day. If you do well, I will recommend a job to you."
Zhu Xiaoqiang was so happy that when the waiter came over with fried rice and wontons, he winked and gave the secret code: "A hymn of loyalty."
Without further ado, after eating, Ruan Xiaochuan immediately took Zhu Xiaoqiang to find a place to settle down. He couldn't find a suitable rental house for the time being, so he helped him rent a single room in an Internet cafe. There was a big sofa to sleep on, and he could just order takeout for food.
More convenient than living in a rental house.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was extremely excited. He worked all night and Baidu read almost all the news about Qingshi Hi-Tech and Xia Qingshi himself. He even read the interviews from ten years ago word for word. Zhu Xiaoqiang, who has experienced many battles, has fully mastered the "construction of traps"
"Skills, not to mention trapping a dead person, even a jumping person will be in a hurry when faced with overwhelming "questions" and have no way to prove it.
"We can't help but ask, how did Xia Qingshi complete his magnificent transformation from a university teacher to a billionaire?" Zhu Xiaoqiang ended the article with such a sentence. In many places in the article, he questioned Xia Qingshi's collusion between officials and businessmen, the operation of overseas capital, and the empty hand.
, stealing national assets, evading taxes, and also questioned Xia Qingshi's academic qualifications, papers, and research results, thinking that he was an official, ignorant and unskilled, and his results were stolen. The papers were ghostwritten, and Xia himself
He is by no means a technological elite or business genius, but a complete broker, fraudster, thief, and imperialist agent!
The article has not been published for the time being because it has to pass the review of his superiors. Ruan Xiaochuan retrieved the article from his mailbox and browsed through it. He broke into a cold sweat. It was not that he could not write this kind of article, but he did not dare to write it. The whole article was full of speculation.
Random fabrication is simply slander and slander. Only a loser like Zhu Xiaoqiang who can't survive has such courage.
Ruan Xiaochuan couldn't decide whether to publish it or not. He took the printed article to the deputy secretary-general in charge for instructions. The deputy secretary-general looked at the article and had a strange expression on his face, and asked him: "Did you write it?"
"No, it was written by an online commentator who I worked with before." Ruan Xiaochuan said bravely, his face feeling a little hot.
"Oh, it's not like you can't send it, let's try it." The deputy secretary-general held the printing paper with two fingers and threw it back, as if he was holding a piece of paper for wiping his butt.
In the Internet cafe, Zhu Xiaoqiang received Ruan Xiaochuan's confirmed reply. He immediately cheered up and used his main ID, the unparalleled national scholar Chen Zikun, to post a long speech on Weibo and @ many fellow Seven-Character Party members. Regarding the heroic feat of beating up traitors,
, colleagues enjoyed it and forwarded comments one after another.
Zhu Xiaoqiang didn't have money to hire a navy, but he was a navy himself. He had a small notebook in which he recorded hundreds of vest passwords. He logged in one by one, forwarded comments, and even deliberately fought each other from Xia Qingshi's point of view.
Attracting attention, he stayed up all night, smoking red plums one after another. His eyes were red, but he was extremely excited.
Only when he was sitting in front of the computer did Zhu Xiaoqiang feel that he was living like a human being and a fighter.
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Zhu Xiaoqiang alone cannot create an uproar. Mayor Liu's publicity team quietly followed up. Many media websites published and reprinted Zhu Xiaoqiang's heroic articles. Qingshi Hi-Tech's business competitors also smelled the smell of blood and joined in.
to the encirclement and suppression.
For a time, Xia Qingshi's negative news was flying everywhere, and Qingshi High-tech changed from the pride of the nation to a lackey of imperialism overnight. This aroused An Xin's anger. She instructed her lawyer to report the case and prosecute the rumor mongers.
, the task of reporting the case was given to Liu Handong, who was familiar with the public security department. According to the formal procedures, Liu Handong first went to the police station in the jurisdiction to file the case, and then transferred it to the Internet Police Department for investigation. Qingshi High-Tech’s energy was also very great, and the police station did not dare to neglect, and worked as quickly as possible.
A case was filed, but then there was no more news, like a cow drowning in mud.
Liu Handong approached Xu Gongtie for help, but Xu Gongtie said that he was helpless. There were many leaders in the Public Security Bureau, and the economic investigation, publicity, and Internet surveillance were all handled by a deputy director and could not get involved.
"The water is very deep here, be careful not to get yourself caught in it." Xu Gongtie kindly persuaded, "The fight for tens of billions of inheritances will be bloody."
Liu Handong didn't know this truth, but he was already a major member of the Qingshi Clan, and it was impossible for him to withdraw from it due to his lone and important ministers.
The battle is still going on. The power of public opinion controlled by Qingshi High-tech is no less than that of the other party. Liu Fei's think tank can only control the media in Omi and even Kodong, but it is not so big that it can cover the sky with one hand. The battle has been fierce on the Internet for several days, and the winner is gradually decided.
, who is messing around and making things out of nothing will be obvious to anyone with a little thinking ability.
Ruan Xiaochuan had a sense of crisis and felt unworthy of trusting his leader. Why did he find a bad teammate like Zhu Xiaoqiang? When he was thinking of ways to remedy the situation, a phone call summoned him to Liu Fei.
Mayor Liu was very kind and pushed the tablet in front of Ruan Xiaochuan: "Did you write this article?"
Ruan Xiaochuan took a look and saw that it was the magnificent article written by Zhu Xiaoqiang. He immediately blushed and was about to shirk responsibility and admit his mistakes when Liu Fei said: "Well written! Although the writing is a bit immature, it is also lacking in quality.
There is strong evidence, but the feelings are simple and natural, full of patriot feelings."
"Haha, Mayor Liu has received the award. This was written by relevant personnel of my organization. I was short on time and had no channels to collect information. The writing is not good enough and makes you laugh." Ruan Xiaochuan suddenly became enlightened. It seems that he has made this move.
Right.
Liu Fei stood up and took a few steps: "The current era is the era of the Internet. If you master the Internet, you will master the hearts of the people. If you master the hearts of the people, you will be invincible. What is the hearts of the people? It is not the so-called elite white-collar intellectuals, but the general public.
The masses, workers, peasants, soldiers, and students of business are our basic base, Xiaochuan, do you understand?"
Ruan Xiaochuan felt a fire ignited in his chest. He was a smart man. How could he not understand what Liu Fei said. When fighting against the Qingshi family, one should use strengths and avoid weaknesses, play the patriotic card, the emotional card, and trick ordinary people into it.
"Mayor Liu, I understand!" Ruan Xiaochuan was gearing up and full of enthusiasm.
Liu Fei waved his hand: "Go back first and keep working hard."
In the private room of the Internet cafe, Zhu Xiaoqiang was devouring takeaway rice noodles, his eyes staring at the screen for a second. He had been living in the Internet cafe for a week. He had not gone out except to go to the toilet in the past few days. The weather was getting hotter and his body was getting wet.
It stinks. I masturbated too much and it caused prostatitis. The urine dripped on my pants. It smelled bad when I got close. The corners of my eyes were covered with eye feces and there were leeks stuck between my teeth.
The door opened, and the people outside obviously didn't expect the smell in the room to be so suffocating. They didn't come in immediately. Zhu Xiaoqiang thought it was Ruan Xiaochuan who came to deliver food expenses to him, so he said without looking back: "Come in, see what I do."
Those who fight with others, I will single them out in groups."
A pair of big hands pressed on Zhu Xiaoqiang's shoulders. Something was wrong. It didn't seem to be Ruan Xiaochuan. Looking back, Zhu Xiaoqiang smiled a little reluctantly: "Brother Dong, why is it you?"
It was Liu Handong, the old neighbor of the rental house on Tiezha Street, who came here. The kidnapping of Shu Fan caused uproar in the city. Zhu Xiaoqiang was one of the witnesses. Of course he knew the relationship between Liu Handong and Qingshi Hi-Tech, and he also knew who Liu Handong was.
Why come.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was only a fighter behind the computer. When the battlefield moved to reality, he was an out-and-out coward. Liu Handong confirmed the text on the screen and grabbed him. Zhu Xiaoqiang spoke incoherently.
He stutters and lacks the wit and chicness of chatting with other scholars on the Internet.
Liu Handong caught Zhu Xiaoqiang through network address positioning. Since the network supervisor didn't care, he took action himself. He didn't say anything nonsense, grabbed Zhu Xiaoqiang's neck and escorted him out. The network administrator came towards him with a look of fear on his face.
He leaned sideways against the corridor, not daring to stop this fierce-looking man.
"I discipline him on behalf of his father. This naughty kid is too addicted to the Internet." Liu Handong slapped a wad of banknotes on the network administrator's chest and walked away.
Zhu Xiaoqiang stumbled out of the back door of the Internet cafe. The camera on the door was broken. There was a van parked at the end of the alley. The windows were covered with dark film, so he couldn't see inside. A wave of fear hit his heart. The Qingshi Hi-tech family has a great cause.
It is too easy to kill someone. Zhu Xiaoqiang knows very well what kind of role Liu Handong is. He must be here to silence him. Maybe he puts it in a sack and throws it into the Huaijiang River, maybe pours it into a cement pile. Anyway, this
When he was dead, a stream of heat surged out and Zhu Xiaoqiang peed.
The van did not drive to the wilderness or an empty and deserted basement, but to the Four Seasons Hotel. Two big men entered the elevator with Zhu Xiaoqiang on their side, and went straight to the 18th floor. The empty corridor was carpeted, and there was no sound when walking up.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was in a state of confusion, wondering what kind of medicine the other party was selling.
Liu Handong followed closely behind, and the group entered the suite, first searched Zhu Xiaoqiang's wallet and mobile phone, and then threw him into the bathroom.
"Fuck, it's been so long since you took a shower, you already stink." Liu Handong closed the door.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was extremely frightened. He glanced around. The bathroom was larger than the living room of an ordinary house. It had a heart-shaped massage bathtub. The faucets were all gold-plated. The towels were white and there were various high-end toiletries. Even the shampoo was from Hermès. Lying down
You can have a bird's eye view of the Huaijiang River in the bathtub, which is the enjoyment of the upper class.