And after leaving Li Shunde, Li Fengzhu walked all the way, thinking all the way, and there was no way back for what he just said, so the manuscript of the teacher-student brawl would be his curtain call in the "Tianjin Times". It's just that I can't catch up with today's publication, so it's better to be lazy, go home and wash off this stinky sweat, and draw an end to my experience cleanly and respectfully.

Thinking about it, I did it.

When she sat down in front of the typewriter, it was ten o'clock, and the whole city of Tianjin woke up.

My colleague Xiao Liu arrived at the point, and before the person sat down, he first cared about what Li Fengzhu was fighting. After seeing it, I couldn't help but exclaim: "Why are you still involved in this case? The director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau is involved in the investment of this school, and the Ministry of Industry Bureau is involved in the operation of our newspaper, Johnson will be on the side of the school no matter what." He picked up a corner of the manuscript paper and said in his heart, and he still typed the English manuscript so solemnly, he was really not afraid of big things.

Li Fengzhu stayed for a moment, but because of the fierce conflict with Johnson, he still firmly believed that his manuscript would be published tomorrow morning, so he said: "But what he said to me is that he hopes that things will 'twist and turn', so as to increase sales." ”

Xiao Liu sneered lightly, and said "He's tricking you", but the exit was changed to "He is making up for yesterday's mistakes". After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't bear to watch this inflexible Geng Zhi eldest sister get into trouble, so she told the truth: "Johnson was on the phone yesterday, and he may not have asked you to investigate." No, now that I think about it, it should stop you from investigating. But he was too cautious, and in order to ensure safety, he called back from the club to explain. But you know, although Johnson is good at Chinese, he is easy to swallow words when he is in a hurry. The director asked three times whether it was 'don't let Li intervene' or 'let Li intervene'. On the other hand, the club is really too noisy......"

As soon as these words came out, Li Fengzhu suddenly realized many things. For example, why Johnson deliberately talked about her hard work to raise her son, and why he had the foresight to talk about the topic of "preferring to bend rather than bend". This is probably to remind Li Fengzhu not to break his life because of impulsiveness. However, she didn't understand at the time, so Johnson's expression was so complicated.

"It turned out to be unfortunate, I was passing by the director at that time. Hearing him talking to the other end of the phone about business, and also mentioning me, he took the initiative to ask the reason......" Li Fengzhu let out a long sigh, and suddenly lost the motivation to type the typewriter.

Johnson strongly stated that the Tianjin Times has absolute possession of her report, but she has basically made up her mind not to publish it, so why does she continue to sit here?

Xiao Liu nodded and smiled, shook the manuscript paper and said: "Yes, the director has already set off before you figured it out, and it is really ...... to take advantage of the situation to get things done to such a step."

"Why didn't he explain it?" Li Fengzhu was so angry that he pulled out the manuscript paper, almost tearing up more than half of the completed report, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't give it up, slowed down his movements, and struggled helplessly, "Lest I still carry it stupidly until now, and want to save a little ......"

Xiao Liu replied: "He's waiting for an update to come out, so that it can distract the public's attention from this matter." Besides, he's been trying to be a gentleman, and since you've worked hard for it, I can't bear to let you down too much. ”

"Gentleman?" Li Fengzhu sneered coldly, "A gentleman should first be honest and upright!"

As long as she thought of Johnson beating her with Li Fengzhu's son, the anger in her heart couldn't stop rushing up.

But then again, there are so many schools in Tianjin, but they still send their sons to Shanghai to study, isn't it also because they don't have to worry about work? No matter how long Johnson's hands are, he won't be able to reach the French Concession in Shanghai.

Yes, she shouldn't have given up, she shouldn't have lost her honesty because of the villain's obstruction. Otherwise, I am not only sorry for the person concerned, but also sorry for the profession, sorry for this bright and good, and I have no shame to educate my son to be an upright person.

After thinking about it, Li Fengzhu began to clean up the desk that he always couldn't take care of on weekdays.

At first, Xiao Liu didn't feel anything, but when she looked out of the cardboard box and sorted out the daily necessities inside, she realized that something was wrong: "You won't be ......"

Hengzhu and Johnson can no longer cooperate, and the difference is only whether to insist on reporting the case of the teacher-student brawl. Since it is a knife to stretch out the head, it is also a knife to shrink the head, so it is better to work hard to do something beautiful enough.

Li Fengzhu smiled at Xiao Liu, and then said loudly to the other colleagues present: "Everyone, there will be a meeting later." ”

"Are you just leaving?" Xiao Liu wanted her to calm down before making a decision, so as not to regret it.

Who knew that Li Fengzhu had already prepared, freed up a hand holding the box, and replied without looking back: "Don't worry, the resignation letter was placed in the editor-in-chief's office early in the morning, which is completely in line with the procedure." ”

A group of uninformed colleagues immediately came up and discussed in a north-south tone about which one of the hard stubble was sung.

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It was Li Fengzhu himself, who felt open in his heart as soon as he walked out of the newspaper office, threw the cardboard box on the garbage pile on the street, patted the ash on his hands, and laughed calmly.

She knew exactly how she had come all this far. In the year of the fall of Northeast China, the lives of the people in the black soil were devastated, but the Japanese still had the ability to report a farce in which the people welcomed the Japanese army, and Li Fengzhu, who was still an English teacher at that time, was greatly stimulated. As the Japanese extended their evil hand to schools, libraries, and museums in Tohoku in the name of rectification, an even greater disaster befell her. Her husband was shot dead indiscriminately for protesting against the Japanese army's smuggling of antiquities belonging to China, and his bones are missing. The intellectuals in the Northeast were full of anger and humiliation, but they had no weapons to defend their homes and the country, and they could do nothing but escort the families of the heroes to transfer.

From the moment she escaped from the Northeast, Li Fengzhu secretly swore that if the Japanese tried to burn down the desk in the Northeast, then she would pull these real darkness into the sun. Unless the world is completely swallowed up by darkness, she will not give up the belief in running towards the light in her heart.

After walking a few steps, she stepped back again, bent down from the cardboard box, retrieved her business card in the "Tianjin Times", and carefully put it away. She is not reluctant to print one of the largest newspapers in Tianjin, she just feels from the bottom of her heart that the title of "field correspondent" is the greatest honor of her life.

got up and walked two more steps, and unconsciously stood in front of the tailor shop with the best craftsmanship in Tianjin Wei - Chen Ji Tailor Shop. I thought to myself, it's better to put on a new outfit and completely change my appearance.

But when you look at it again, the scene in the shop doesn't seem quite right.

In addition to the shopkeeper and the associates, and a kind man wearing a summer cloth gown and round-framed eyes. Another man, dressed in a black Japanese uniform, led four or five of his men. The reporter's unique sense of smell tells Li Fengzhu what is about to happen here.

But who is the one with the good face?

Li Fengzhu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, yes, this scholar seems to be the famous Lu Naiwen, who once lectured in Nankai. At that time, Li Fengzhu took advantage of the convenience of the interview to barely squeeze into the front row from the crowd that was not at the end of the crowd. In addition to teaching, he now seems to be also the chief writer of the economic section of Ta Kung Pao. The reason why he didn't recognize it at a glance was because Lu Naiwen on the podium was radiant, humorous and confident, and he was kind and polite when he got off the podium, but no matter which one he was, he would not have the serious appearance he has now.

Judging from the posture of the group of black-clothed people, it is probably the Japanese who are making trouble again, and they are even making trouble in the British Concession.

Without too much hesitation, Li Fengzhu stepped forward and pushed the glass door by himself.

The people in the house were a little stunned, because in this kind of scene, ordinary people can't hide, how can there be someone sent into the tiger's mouth?

And Li Fengzhu concentrated all his attention and paid attention to the cold-faced black-clothed people. When the leader turned to look at her, she immediately received a lot of information. This person's appearance is also familiar to her, an activist of the Nozaki Mansion for the past two months - Sakamoto Hayashito. Because he has a mother who was born in Tianjin and grew up in Tokyo, because of this status, he is always there when the Japanese consulate comes forward to perform goodwill with China. However, another clue that Li Fengzhu could not be concealed was that the Nozaki Mansion was disguised in the form of a club, but it was actually a stronghold for Japan to collect intelligence on the British and French concessions.

Therefore, Lu Naiwen is in danger now.

"The shopkeeper is closed, and he will not entertain customers today. As soon as Sakamoto Lin Zhi opened his mouth, his accent was pure, and there was a trace of imperceptible yin owl in his eyes, staring at the shopkeeper here, Chen Lao Wudao, "Right?"

Chen Laowu, who had an honest face, hummed a lot of "yes" from his nose, blinked his eyes and wanted to invite this lady who didn't know where to kill and quickly get out and leave.

Unexpectedly, this Li Fengzhu was by no means an ordinary person, smiled indifferently, and started a conversation familiarly: "Mr. Lu is a guest, right?"

Lu Naiwen didn't rush to answer first, and looked at the person who came carefully, looking like he was in his thirties. There is a slight fatigue in his eyes, and his back seems to be deliberately straight, and at first glance he looks very capable. He was a little tall, about a northerner. She has Western-style curly hair and two hairpins with small diamonds behind her ears. A printed serge suit with a navy blue background, with short sleeves and a black and white skin tone on her arms, you can see at a glance that she is a hard-working professional woman.

Sakamoto Hayashi Tomoya had to be cautious because of her unusual momentum, but his eyes were still full of compelling coldness: "He is a distinguished guest." ”