Li Fengzhu, who was involved in two disputes in one day, had no time to do at this time, and he did something he really wanted to do and needed to be completed.

Regarding the brawl in the school, it is necessary for her to explain clearly why so many people's time was delayed, but in the end, there was no half a word in the report.

However, the most dilemma of being a journalist is that if you do not have the patience to talk to the person concerned, you will not be able to really go deep into the core contradiction of the incident; if you go deep into the center of the incident, who will be willing to pay for the tremendous effort and time you have put in? All the earnest assurances and sincere sympathies last night turned into an irreparable scam at the moment when the "Tianjin Times" was published. In addition to white eyes, disdain, abuse, and anger, Li Fengzhu's apology could not receive any other response.

The cries of children, the lamentations of parents, and the high-profile thanks of the press after the school's success are enough to change the fate of too many people in one day.

Li Fengzhu, who had been running for dozens of hours but had not been able to recover anything, stared blankly at the ceiling of the apartment. She couldn't count the first time she had failed to fall asleep, and physical exhaustion forced her to close her eyes again and again. In just a few seconds, there are always various emotions in my heart, including guilt, anger, and despair.

After several struggles, Li Fengzhu suddenly got up, turned on the electric light, and carefully rummaged through every copy of "Ta Kung Pao" in the past six months under the desk. Interestingly, I have been a journalist for many years and know many people in the industry, but my time is occupied by the never-ending news, and I may not have the time to read the articles of my peers.

After reading the newspaper, I picked up the pen and continued the manuscript that I had not finished in the morning.

At some point, a faint white light hung on the glass window.

No matter what, there must always be a reliable channel to explain the student's affairs clearly.

Li Fengzhu thought about it, so he made up his mind to go to Ta Kung Pao to talk about it when it was dawn.

With a decision, it seemed that his troubles were relieved, and he casually leaned into the bed, and slept for three hours.

When I woke up, I washed my face with cold water, combed my hair and went out.

The director of the news department of "Ta Kung Pao" is Xu Xinqi, no matter how old Li Fengzhu is, he was born short and thin, but he is full of energy when he works. After he had finished assigning a day's tasks, he had time to greet guests.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he had a thick Sichuan accent: "Mi Sili, I know you, I still read a lot of your articles." Even if Mr. Lu doesn't talk to me, I'm going to come to the door and ask for you. In our line of work, every day is like a war, this office is half of the battlefield, comrades-in-arms and enemies come in turn, so I will say anything directly. The salary will not be lower than that of your old employer, and you don't have to work, and you have free time, do you think about it?"

"Actually, it's mainly ......"

Before Li Fengzhu finished speaking, Xu Xinqi immediately added with a smile: "The newspaper is a little bigger, and it is inevitable that everyone will have their own thoughts. But as long as I am a news director for one day, I will insist on not being a party, not selling, not being selfish, and not being blind. ”

This sentence leaves a lot of leeway, and it is precisely because of this that it seems true.

Li Fengzhu pursed his lips and thought for a while, took out the press release that was rushed out overnight from his briefcase, handed it over, and said: "In terms of treatment, I think your newspaper will not fall behind its peers, just one thing, if you can make a decision, I will report today." ”

Xu Xinqi took it with both hands and said humorously: "If you all come to apply with manuscripts, I'm afraid I'm happier than making a fortune." ”

Li Fengzhu smiled a little the one hand, she still didn't have enough rest, and on the other hand, she had a lot of complaints about "Ta Kung Pao" in her heart. You must know that although the "Ta Kung Pao" is firmly on the side of resistance against Japan at present, in the first year of the fall of Northeast China, the "delay of resistance" they put forward was really unpopular, and Li Fengzhu felt deeply disgusted with this, and he has not been able to completely let go of it.

Unexpectedly, the director who was full of vernacular would look like a treasure after reading the manuscript: "Very good! If there were no other problems, I would immediately call someone to typeset it." ”

"Really?" Li Fengzhu finally came to his senses at this time, his wide eyes flashed with tears, he stood up, took Xu Xinqi's hand across the table, and shook it vigorously a few times, "Director Xu, I thank you for these children." Thank you for myself. You don't know what happened to me all day yesterday, and it almost made me waver in my resolve to do this. ”

"You brought Eli Lilly, thank me first. Xu Xinqi held up the manuscript, shaking excitedly, and just said that he wanted to typeset, so he really took action. walked to the door of the office, but stopped again, turned around and changed to a serious face, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, as soon as the article is published, it will shake you as a reporter, and it will continue to come." ”

Li Fengzhu also stood up straight, and Zhengse replied: "The trouble will not be broken, I have this awareness." What shakes me is that no one wants to join hands with me to shine. If your newspaper is willing to accept me as an 'uninteresting' person, you don't have to worry about anything else. ”

"Okay, okay!" Xu Xinqi gave his thumb with one hand, opened the door with the other, and said all the way out with a smile, "You can rest assured that you will be a heroine under me." ”

For a while, Li Fengzhu's office became extremely quiet. While waiting for Xu Xinqi to come back, Li Fengzhu looked around the layout curiously. The four walls are filled with bookshelves, and all kinds of materials and books are piled up on these shelves, as if they are overwhelmed.

His eyes fell to his desk, and Xu Xinqi seemed to be working on an important task. Spread out in the middle of the newspaper, the large-scale headline is a bit appalling, it is "abandon relatives and do not support corrupt people, and the position is repeatedly unpredictable", and the next line of subheadings - "The True Face of Fake Heroes", the text is accompanied by a portrait of Ma Zhanshan, a famous anti-Japanese general. The public case mentioned in the first sentence was made known to everyone in Tianjin Wei as early as two months ago. Not long ago, the procuratorial office of the Tianjin District Court issued a summons to Ma Zhanshan. Many newspaper reporters are following this news, and Li Fengzhu is also paying attention to it.

As for the second sentence, it will be further stretched, the situation in the northeast is complicated, and there is no conclusion to this day. Ma Zhanshan's experience was also full of twists and turns, first firing the first shot of the Chinese army to resist the Japanese invaders at Jiangqiao, fighting until he ran out of ammunition and food, and then chose to serve as a political leader of the puppet Manchukuo army. In less than two months, after raising two million silver dollars, three hundred war horses and more than a dozen truckloads of supplies, he led his relatives to raise the anti-Japanese banner again. After five months of hard fighting, he finally retreated to the territory of the Soviet Union because he was alone.

"I hear your accent is from the Northeast?"

Xu Xinqi's questioning interrupted Li Fengzhu's memories.

"Yes. She found that Xu Xinqi's eyes were moving between herself and the newspaper, so she stood up and said, "I still support General Ma's life." If he is a grass on the wall, why should he destroy his family and relieve his difficulties and live abroad for many years? ”

Considering that she should have a deeper understanding and emotion for the Northeast, Xu Xinqi decided without thinking: "Then...... You can take over the job. A colleague had followed me for a while, but for many reasons, I couldn't hear from Ma Zhanshan. This job is easy to do, but difficult to do. The current situation is that only the plaintiff Ma Rong, who claims to have been abandoned, has frequently expressed his position, and Ma Zhanshan seems to have disappeared. Therefore, it is not difficult to get news every day, but it is difficult to get comprehensive news. ”

Li Fengzhu nodded and quickly entered the working state: "So how far has the previous work been done?"

Xu Xinqi frowned, spread his hands and said: "Ma Zhanshan is even keeping his residence a secret now, and the only thing we know is that Ma Rong often appears near Xifen Road in the British Concession. ”

In this case, there is only one way to go. Li Fengzhu got up and pulled his clothes, rubbed his hands, looked eager to try, and said with a smile: "That's enough, now I don't want anything but time." ”

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Xu Xinqi bowed his head in satisfaction, stretched out his hand to her, and shook his face with encouragement, "There is one more thing to take care of you, this case is too involved, all the progress is directly up to me, and it is best to keep a secret to the people on the side, otherwise General Ma's side will only be more wary of the media." ”

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Li Fengzhu, who just received a new job, seems to be very lucky. It took less than half an hour to turn around in the British Concession Xifen Road, and sure enough, someone made a fuss on the street.

An old man said to the passers-by, with tears in his eyes: "Neighbors, you give me a judgment." I have worked hard all my life, and I have raised the old boy of Ma Zhanshan, and he can fight and be a big official. But what about people, if they are wide, they don't recognize their fathers. I'm a person who has half a foot in the coffin, and I can't eat a few mouthfuls of his food, and I can't see him a few times, so I think about the wish of half my life before I die...... "Crying here, one stumbles on the ground, almost going to die."

Li Fengzhu shuttled forward through the gaps in the crowd, only to see the old man sitting on the ground with gray hair, his torn clothes hanging on his skinny shoulders, and the straw sandals under his feet broken in two. His swarthy face was tanned purple, his folds were covered with dirt, and his face was covered with tears and snot.

Listening to his cry, this is probably Ma Rong.

When everyone saw him like this, they couldn't help but cry and sigh: "I said, this family is weird, hanging such thick curtains on a hot day, never opening the door or window, it turns out that they have no face to see people!"

When Li Fengzhu heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, so he asked: "Which one, I have been here every day, but I don't know that there are still generals living on our street?"

Someone in the crowd replied, "I can't remember what the thirty number is." But it's easy to recognize, there is a house with black curtains hanging on the windows, and the windows are never opened. ”

Li Fengzhu nodded and silently wrote down this important clue.

As Ma Rong spoke with emotion, the residents in the nearby area all wept and sighed. Only Li Fengzhu, probably out of admiration for the heroes of the anti-Japanese army, was always suspicious. Such accusations are difficult to prove and falsify. After working in this business for a long time, and seeing a lot of bizarre things, you can know that sometimes people who stand on the moral high ground may not be really reasonable. For example, teacher-student brawls are a typical example.