The sharp and sharp voice shook Johnson's wrist weakly when he was asleep. It was not until he had completely woken up from his drowsiness that he stood up and sneered: "My colleagues are all smart people, and unless we want to completely give up hope of running news in the British Concession, who would dare to say anything? As for those readers, I am even less worried, after all, there are not many people who will pay attention to the names of reporters when reading newspapers." Can they know about us? Of course not? On the contrary, readers love to read it...... boxnews, peach. Since not too many people care which newspaper you came from, it doesn't matter if it's hard or not. An ignorant person like you should be taught enough lessons to make you mature. ”

Li Fengzhu bent her lips and smiled, after so many years of working together, she still had gains, she fully knew that Johnson's weakness was not in the operation of the newspaper, but in the interests of the British in China. Therefore, he slowed down his speech with great confidence: "Thirty or forty years ago, the concessions of various countries had not been divided as accurately as they are today. In order to expand your sphere of influence, you powers like to build friendly churches and schools little by little in ambiguous territory. When the high-rise buildings are completed and the power grows, the marginal areas that the authorities have no time to take care of will be included in the concession area as a rule. Therefore, you don't want the school built under the pretext of spreading the gospel and benefiting the people of Tianjin to be criticized, which will affect your 'grand cause' of expanding the concession, yes or no?"

"Awesome!"

This nervous roar made Li Fengzhu's tense nerves relax to a certain extent, and she laughed again: "You say, is this subject worth being serialized? Your words are very right, I'm just a small person, who would pay special attention to my name? If I offend the Ministry of Industry Bureau, I'll change my career." China is so big, there is always a temple for me to live in. But what about you, can you afford to gamble? Even if you can get out of the way, will the British Empire behind you be happy to see the resurgence of the indignant anti-imperialist demonstrations?"

"You dare!" Johnson nearly kicked the bedside table with his eyes bulging.

But Li Fengzhu coped very easily: "What should you ask me if I don't dare?!"

Johnson's anger came up, holding the microphone with his hand, and constantly cursing all kinds of obscene sentences. After being silent for a while, he sneered into the phone: "You are just a hypocrite full of moral articles." Talk about justice all day long, but the so-called truth is just a pawn in your hand, and you will exchange it when you need it. If you really have integrity, you should go straight to the newspaper, instead of coming to talk to me about any conditions. In the final analysis, you Chinese are all for yourself, and you have made a complete defeat!"

Li Fengzhu is not stupid, this kind of truth is not only a problem of the British Concession, all the Concessions have used this trick. This kind of thing she must talk about in the future, but she must have a complete strategy, not a momentary courage.

Of course, Johnson desperately wants her to be a puppet, because there seems to be no second ending for brave and unscrupulous people except to die in vain.

After guessing his thoughts, Li Fengzhu's reaction was even more indifferent: "Don't come with me, you just want to provoke me and make me mess up first." You are secretly hiding cards under the table, but you are trying your best to coax me to play cards with you, and look at me for lack of heart, right? I will not go along with you, and after I have enough understanding of the small actions of your country's Ministry of Industry and Bureau over the years, there will be more opportunities to publish them! It is said that the British Concession is bordered by the Haihe River in the east, Dagu Road in the west, Yingkou Road in the north, and Zhangde Road in the south, with a total of only 460 acres. How can the school's grudge be limited to corruption, and it's not just the school that is problematic, I have to check more......"

If she hadn't heard her tell this history accurately, Johnson would never have noticed that she had been secretly investigating the expansion of the British Concession all these years by taking advantage of her work.

This is stumping him, and with the analysis of the situation in recent years, the Chinese have gradually become unable to describe the word "scattered sand". As long as someone strikes a match, the folk flame can be passed spontaneously. And Li Fengzhu's ability to "set fire", no one knows better than Johnson.

"I ...... I'm going to make you cry and beg me!"

Dealing with the future usually means admitting the present failure.

Li Fengzhu bowed his head with satisfaction and said, "Let's talk to each other." If you get the situation under control before ten o'clock, I won't bother with you. If you don't agree, don't blame me for not reminding you, the Japanese are the most happy to see China and Britain not cooperate. ”

said it toughly, but she knew in her heart that Tang Shubai's reminder to her was very to the point. Until Johnson completely tasted the thrill of revenge, the single-plank bridge she could walk on in front of her was afraid that it was getting more and more dangerous.

Besides, Johnson on the other end, relying on her voice, imagined the annoying chuckle that hung on the corner of her mouth at the moment. But what's the use of just being unconvinced, unless you can think of some way to shut her up forever.

The silence on the other end of the phone made Li Fengzhu quickly alert: "Mr. Johnson, don't play tricks with me! Life is not a drama, and I won't be stupid enough to carry all the dangers on myself." If you dare to touch my hair, the little in the British Concession will not only ferment in Tianjin, but Shanghai will know about it, Wuhan will know about it, and Hong Kong will know about it sooner or later. As long as I have something to do, my colleagues in the press everywhere may take action. I'm single-handed, and if I don't have a reliable back road, I won't rush to negotiate terms with you. ”

Well, before the method was implemented, the illusion was shattered first.

Johnson's beard twitched incessantly, cold sweat continued to ooze from his hand holding the earpiece, and the other hand grabbed the few yellow hairs on the top of his head in a disrespectful manner. Although there are cruel words in his mouth, he has no claim in his heart: "You...... Don't blame me for not reminding you, you're playing with fire!"

"I, Li Fengzhu, escaped from the pile of dead, what is playing with fire, if we want to play, we will play with our lives!" After that, Li Fengzhu looked at the two figures coming from afar, and hurriedly dropped the earpiece.

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The two people on the street, hurriedly walking in front of Wang Fuchun, the editor-in-chief of the main issue of "Ta Kung Pao". Because the territory of the newspaper has just expanded to Shanghai, several high-level officials, including Zhang Jiluan and Hu Zhengzhi, are in Shanghai, and the affairs of the Tianjin Pavilion are temporarily coordinated by him. followed by Xu Xinqi, who was awakened by a phone call in his sleep. Judging from the posture of the two, this absurd peachy news has spread all over the industry.

Li Fengzhu bit his lip tightly and watched them enter the gate all the way, and then stretched out his trembling hand and combed his hair at the shadow in the glass door.

"Calm, calm, calm......" Li Fengzhu muttered to himself, patting his cheek hard with his palm, desperately trying to hide his pale look.

When colleagues saw her coming, they either shy away or pointed fingers, as if they had never known her before, and only talked about her as a joke.

Li Fengzhu lowered his head slightly and opened his eyelids violently, so that the tears that were full of tears could dry faster. Only then did he move to the door of the editor-in-chief's office and lightly buckled: "I ......"

Wang Fuchun didn't ask who it was, but just coldly let her in.

Xu Xinqi raised his hand and hugged his forehead, really not knowing how to greet his "girlfriend".

"See, is Lao Xu remorseful?"

"Romance is always merry, what is there to regret. ”

"What do you know, there is no need to regret the affair, but it is a great disadvantage for the affair to be made public!"

Li Fengzhu's hand pushing the door stopped in the middle, turned his head to look at the idlers watching the show behind him, and his heart was suddenly infinitely sad. She had already expected the ending, as long as the rumors of her private life were accidentally infected, neither she nor others could have the power to save them.

Thinking about it, she was already standing inside the door. After closing the door, he shrunk his toes in one place with twelve points of care, trying not to make a noise from the leather shoes.

The shame that came out of her heart made her feel ridiculous. Obviously he didn't do anything wrong, but he didn't even dare to raise his eyes.

Wang Fuchun couldn't help but shoot the case: "You female reporters, you are drilling around like butterflies day and night. It's annoying enough to be suspicious of being suspicious of going to fish for a beetle son-in-law on the basis of work, and now it's a ......."

"Okay!" Xu Xinqi couldn't listen to it at first, and stomped his feet on the ground, but his head was still hanging down, "There are only three of us behind closed doors, how this lace came out, there is no need to explain more." The editor-in-chief has made all kinds of accusations, is it because he doesn't want me to stay?"

Wang Fuchun didn't say much about this complaint, just shook his head and sighed heavily.

Before he could speak, a cavity of bitter water blocked Li Fengzhu's throat, and then hot air erupted from his eyes: "We are slandered for official business, and the editor-in-chief doesn't even have a word of comfort, but he wants to help outsiders humiliate me? Isn't it a normal way for reporters to disguise their identities for the convenience of secret visits? People can use it, but I can't use it alone? If I always regard unpleasant rumors as higher than my work, then I won't be able to do field work at all." ”

This realization is right. Wang Fuchun seized on this topic very actively, "Ma Zhanshan's news is handed over to Chen Yanping, you can go to the supplement for the time being, bring the newcomers." ”