In today's world, journalists have lost their credibility. It is just an ordinary profession, making money by writing.
Because some reporters have no bottom line or professional ethics, the world generally has a bad impression of media people.
Director Wang didn't have a good impression of this group of reporters, but he didn't want to offend them, so he stayed away.
If he is an ordinary person, it doesn't matter.
But he is the director of the Public Security Bureau and holds a high position, so he has to be careful everywhere.
If you piss off these reporters, they will give you shit even if you don’t have shit on you.
Director Wang is determined to help these fans and make decisions for the people.
But in this situation, there is actually a limit to what he can do.
For these fans who are still so arrogant, he hates them and is so angry that he blows his beard and stares.
"Are you done yet? It's wrong to hit someone. What reasons and excuses are you looking for?"
A group of fans were speechless.
But the reporters over there were very excited.
Some people said: "What the hell do you care? You are a bunch of brainless guys. Now you have to be the scapegoat and take the blame. Are you stupid? I have never seen it before. The reason why today's stars have such big arrogance is all
You are the ones who got used to it."
Fans were unhappy.
They had drawn out their swords to help each other when the road was rough, and they had risked their lives for their idol, but they still felt a little unhappy in their hearts.
Indeed, Tang Xiaobao just left like that. He was so excited just now that he didn't feel anything, but now that someone mentioned his sore spot, it really tasted a little bit.
However, the characteristics of Huaxia fans showed up at this time.
Some people immediately counterattacked: "We are happy and we are willing. It is you who bully others, so how about we take the blame for him?"
"You were abandoned by him, don't you know?"
"You were sold by him and you still count the money for him. You are a bunch of fools."
The reporters started laughing again.
Fans and reporters started fighting again.
Director Wang on the side had an ugly face.
"That's enough."
He said to a group of fans: "You guys, think of a way now. Let's see if you can work together to get some money together."
"By the way, how much money did you lose? Please report the amount."
Several reporters put it all together and finally gave a quote.
300,000!
When this number was reported, Director Wang was shocked, and a group of fans were also dumbfounded.
Three hundred thousand?
Is it possible to be so shameless?
But this isn't the end yet.
A reporter added: "This is only the cost of the equipment, not the medical expenses."
Medical expenses are really hard to calculate.
In fact, they are all minor injuries and don't cost much money, but if they all go to the hospital to stay for ten or eight days, it will be very fatal.
Although they knew that the price quoted by these reporters was too high, no one could say anything.
After all, they are also victims.
Director Wang looked at the group of fans and said depressedly: "Are you okay now? Do you know the consequences of beating someone? Three hundred thousand, you guys can chip in. There are almost sixty people here, so if you chip in five thousand each, that's about it."
"I, I, I don't have that much money."
"I just rented a house."
"I haven't found a job yet."
"I haven't paid my salary yet."
"I don't have five thousand yuan, but I do have five hundred yuan."
Fans began to complain.
A group of reporters quit.
"Have you thought about the consequences of beating someone just now?"
"The attack just now was very cruel."
"It was so fun when I beat someone, but now the money is gone. It's so funny that you don't even have 5,000 yuan?"
"You guys, you don't have any money, yet you still follow other people's example of chasing stars, you are a bunch of idiots."
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"I'll give you twenty thousand, which one of you can give more."
The first fan to stand up originally wanted to top the tank, but now his face is red.
For the first time, they no longer compete with these reporters.
A penny cannot kill a heroic man.
They are not heroes yet, let alone, this is 300,000.
"I, I will pay ten thousand."
"I'll pay eight thousand."
"I'll pay fifty thousand."
Sweat, finally a wealthy person jumped out, and it was actually that fat girl.
Didn't see it.
After working together for a long time, I only managed to collect less than 150,000 yuan.
Every fan looked a little depressed, and some of them even regretted it.
What is impulse is the devil!
Now they finally understand.
Director Wang frowned and said, "A hundred and fifty thousand is enough. You can't be too shady. They are all part-time workers and have no money."
He is speaking for Tang Xiaobao's fans.
But these reporters were not easy to talk to. Immediately, a burst of cynicism came out again.
"150,000 yuan. I need 50,000 yuan to repair this equipment."
"I also want 20,000."
"Pretend to be a hero, pretend to be a hero, and keep going when the road is rough."
"Weren't we very united just now? Aren't you going to fill the tank for Tang Xiaobao?"
"You guys are blowing him up to the sky every day on the Internet, but in the end, you are unkind and unjust, and it is him you are talking about!"
All talking.
Some people even said viciously: "Fifty thousand is fine, so just kneel down and apologize to us. If you all kneel down to express your repentance, we only need 150,000. Can you guys agree?"
Anyway, there is no loss, these 150,000 are just picked up for free, and immediately, there are many people who agree.
The reporters all laughed.
A group of fans had livid faces.
However, no one said anything to fight back.
There's nothing I can do, I'm short of money now.
But getting them to kneel down is absolutely impossible.
At this time, they were very frustrated.
At this moment, a voice came from the gate.
"Then you all kneel down and lick their toes. I will give each of you 150,000 yuan. Are you willing? A bunch of idiots!"
This sounds relieved.
Everyone looked towards the door.
A group of fans were even more surprised.
That's Tang Xiaobao.
That familiar figure is none other than the idol Tang Xiaobao who has returned.
There were a few timid female fans who were so anxious that they were about to cry just now. They felt aggrieved, depressed, unwilling and regretful, but now they are so excited that they are crying.
"Leader!"
A group of people shouted almost in unison.
Tang Xiaobao walked in swaggeringly.
"I said you were stupid, why didn't you talk back?"
He stared at the reporters in front of him and cursed provocatively.
At this moment, someone came to the gate again.
It's Luo Wen.
He came alone and just received a call from Luo Wenbao, so he rushed over immediately.
Luo Wenwen ran in and immediately nodded to Tang Xiaobao. He came to Director Wang, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Director Wang, you are here too."
Director Wang did not dare to neglect, shook hands and said with a smile: "Yes, someone called the police."
"What on earth is going on?" Luo Wenwen asked.
Director Wang told the general story of the matter. Of course, he was also very good at talking. In the end, he finally said that it was these reporters who were blackmailing us.
However, no matter how angry these reporters were, they could not find anything wrong with his words.
"Isn't it just three hundred thousand? This money is mine!"
Luo Wenwen said angrily, then turned around and frowned at the reporters: "We are all from Jiangnan City. We keep a line in our lives so that we can meet each other easily in the future. What's the point of doing this?"
A group of reporters were extremely arrogant just now, but now facing Tang Xiaobao's eyes, no one dared to stand up and speak.