This gesture of goodwill, Fang Xiaorou seemed reluctant to accept it. She still couldn't convince Tang Shubai sincerely, and she didn't want to be led by the nose. The more Tang Shubai described the situation confusingly, the more suspicious she became of him, and there was a trace of contempt in her eyes: "Are you secret...... Hidden a hand to prepare?"

This kind of speculation was extremely dangerous for Tang Shubai, but as Fang Xiaorou expected, he really didn't dare to offend anyone at this time, so he had to let her arrange it randomly.

Tang Shubai's face was not good-looking, but Fang Xiaorou did not plan to make a maneuver. Fortunately, the telephone rings, cutting off the-for-tat that is becoming more and more difficult to hide in the eyewave negotiations.

On the other end of the phone, his voice was low and his tone was tough: "If that Miss Fang is still here, you should not speak up yet! But you have to let me know if she is unwilling to do what I have to do, or even a little dissatisfied with my personality?"

Goto's initial unpreparedness was really another article, Tang Shubai looked down at his watch, and speculated that he should have just arrived at the consulate in a hurry, and then he hummed a "um" word from his nose.

"That's good, what I'm saying must be done immediately. Of course, your strategy can also be pushed together. After Goto finished speaking, he put down the phone, and decided that it could not be changed.

Tang Shubai took the earpiece, looked at Fang Xiaorou with a hint of inexplicable smile, and said to himself in the cold busy voice: "Understood, goodbye." ”

As soon as Goto entered the door, he learned that Fang Xiaorou was a capable female reporter. Presumably, he looked at Fang Xiaorou like a biological sample, and wanted to quickly find out from this professional woman how effective it is to stir up the topic of women's rights. The test results are also very suitable for the needs of the consulate, once it involves the right to life of the individual, Fang Xiaorou's higher intelligence than ordinary women is instantly defeated by the sense of crisis. No matter how Tang Shubai poured rice soup, what she got in exchange was still her resistance, anger and anxiety. She will be like that, and there will be women leaders who will do it.

Since the consulate had no intention of promoting Fang Xiaorou for the time being, Tang Shubai should be very relieved in this regard, but he soon faintly smelled a murderous aura.

Since joining the newspaper, he has been focusing on winning over and corrupting elites from all walks of life in Tianjin to obtain important information. Now that he has been entrusted with an important newspaper business, can it be understood that the consulate wants him to keep a certain distance from dignitaries from all walks of life in Tianjin for the time being? When he leaves, someone must be on top of him, so even if it is not for his rival Fang Xiaorou, he may not be able to breathe much.

It seems that if he does not find a single person responsible for the assassination, he will not want to return to his former position.

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As for Fang Xiaorou's peers, they are facing great economic difficulties at the moment.

What is the reason for rushing to grab the headlines, in addition to high-profile slogans such as justice and presenting the truth, the most practical point is nothing more than to make more money. The house arresters also knew that there was a piece of fat in their mouths, and under the pretext of "marching against Japan", they went to the offices of the editors-in-chief of various newspapers one by one to extort bail. Small newspapers can pass the test with 50 oceans, and large newspapers can get hundreds, while "Ta Kung Pao", "Yishi Bao", and "Yong Pao", the three major newspapers that are firmly in the top three in terms of sales, need bail of 200 to match their influence. Many editors-in-chief who came to negotiate muttered in their hearts that the cost of reporting on the "abandonment case" was really too high, and they really didn't know that they would have to sell thousands more newspapers a day to earn back the bail. The part-time reporter also knows how to race against time, even if he is in prison, he has not slackened in the slightest, and most of the manuscript has been completed as early as waiting for bail.

Seeing that the reporters locked up in one room were being led away one after another with their heads drooped, Chen Yanping hurriedly grabbed the iron railing and went to listen to the conversation between the two military policemen outside.

"The editor-in-chief of Ta Kung Pao is still uncontactable. ”

"Mr. Wang is busier than others......"

Because he just hopes that the other party will pay the bail in full, the tone of the speaker is quite polite. Thinking about it from another angle, Wang Fuchun probably has a good interpersonal relationship on the side of the house.

Li Fengzhu sat on the ground and made a temporary bookshelf with his legs propped up. When he had finished his draft, he looked away at the mud-covered bare foot, and moved his big toe in boredom. When I first entered the industry, I heard many seniors who ran domestic news say that if you want to predict the next move of government officials, you only need to start from the word "interests". Then, based on the information she has searched by ear, she believes that this crisis can be easily resolved with money. The difficulty is only that Wang Fuchun doesn't get up at noon, and he doesn't show up until night.

This is a far cry from the experience I have heard in the past, when a reporter who holds an anti-Japanese stance loses half of his life as soon as he enters the arrest room. To find out the root cause of the strangeness, we have to go back to square one and find out who ordered the disbandment of the court's security guard today. Because a thorough investigation of this case would involve dereliction of duty, even such a major event as openly resisting Japan could be eliminated.

According to the plan, Chen Yanping was going back to school half a day later, so he couldn't do Li Fengzhu's calmness, and anxiously wanted to find an idea to get out as soon as possible: "Mi Sili, do you think these people are very familiar with the editor-in-chief?"

Li Fengzhu had no objection to this, but she glanced at the military police outside, and shook her head again and again to deny: "It's easy to make people think about it, you better forget it." ”

Chen Yanping couldn't talk anymore, and was so anxious that he was sweating.

At this time, through the outermost iron gate, someone came over to negotiate: "Are there any reporters who have not been released on bail?"

"There are two more. ”

"Is it Ta Kung Pao?"

When Li Fengzhu heard this, Teng Ran sat up straight and stared at Chen Yanping. It seems that they are about to be saved, but the voice outside the door is clearly not Wang Fuchun, nor is it like Xu Xinqi.

Chen Yanping stretched out his ears as much as possible from the gap in the iron fence to listen, and kept muttering: "Maybe it's the representative of the society." ”

"I'm here to vouch for these two editors-in-chief. Hard work for your old little bit. ”

Li Fengzhu couldn't help but be shocked, she felt that this voice was so familiar that it made her uneasy.

The money was cleared outside, so it was natural to come in and open the door. The iron door clanged, and the most unwilling face was placed in front of Li Fengzhu. At this moment, she was really embarrassed, her short sweat-soaked hair was stuck to her scalp indiscriminately, her face was full of oil, and the clothes on her body were soaked several times, so she had a sour smell, and she lost a shoe.

Seeing this, Tang Shubai raised his hand to cover his face in disbelief, and then explained to the two of them: "Your editor-in-chief Wang can't catch up with some private matters, and I just happened to be next to me and I ......" He frowned as he said to look at Li Fengzhu's feet, and saw that it was covered with black soil and yellow mud. He knew it would be hard to stay in prison, but the image was unexpected, "I have shoes in my car." After saying that, without waiting for any response, he hurriedly turned around.

It's embarrassing for a sworn enemy to see how down-and-out he looks. Li Fengzhu blushed half of his face, stood up straight, closed his eyes and exhaled a few rough breaths, and said to Chen Yanping: "He is lying, our newspaper will not be so desperate, and the editor-in-chief will not be able to control other responsible persons to negotiate whenever he has something!"

Chen Yanping nodded secretly, this is a correct analysis. But in her eyes, there was a clear meaning of "if it's not from the newspaper, I'd rather go to prison than go out". If this is the case, Chen Yanping can't agree.

"We've been tossing and turning for a long time, and we've made no less than ten phone calls. Editor-in-Chief Wang has no news there, and Director Xu is also running the news. There are people in other departments who can come to the rescue, but the arrester has been making things difficult, not that they can't represent the newspaper. If we continue to consume it, what will we do with tomorrow's headlines and exclusive interviews? Reporters from other newspapers can at most have a word about the trial, but they have no idea what is going on behind it. If you miss the first time to speak out, whether it is the newspaper, the two of us, including General Ma, will fall into passivity!" Chen Yanping was so anxious that he turned three times in place, slapped his palm on his forehead and said, "Of course, I really can't continue to miss class at school......"

Li Fengzhu didn't have a reason not to go out in a hurry, but the traces of intrusion left on the doorknob of her apartment, and the strange encounter with the raid when she went to a foreign company, all kinds of pictures repeatedly floated in her mind. In order to ensure that the work below does not go wrong, she has to make a full consideration: "You calm down and listen to me." She first poked out the door, and then whispered to Chen Yanping, "Yes, we have an exclusive interview with General Ma, and this alone will make my peers jealous to the point of madness." But the report is still in the finalization stage and has not been made public. At this juncture, we are not clearly involved with the people at the Japanese consulate, is this appropriate, and will it be a trap at all? If we go out and are bumped into by someone, someone who is interested will spread the news to the Ma Mansion, not to mention that we are Japanese secret agents, we will give him an exclusive interview and tell the newspaper office at the consulate when we go out. Then we can't argue!"

After hearing this, Chen Yanping felt a little reasonable in his heart, but this kind of speculation seemed to be too scheming, which made him suspicious: "It really will, there will be such a ...... Complicated?"

Li Fengzhu raised his hand to brush the wet hair attached to his forehead, and there was some helplessness hidden in the depths of his eyes: "I didn't make it up to scare you, I've been doing this for many years, and I ...... this kind of method" Speaking of this, she paused, and suddenly waved her hand, "Let's go, let's not talk about it in the distance, let's just talk about the gap between Ji Bingzhi and me before." If you think about it, have you ever heard of any interviewer who made a windfall because of this? I think this man is not an interviewer at all, but a spy, and his purpose in doing this is precisely to sow discord between us and the Ma Mansion. This kind of being a one-time time is enough, and if you want to draw a gourd in front of me, there is no door!"

Just when the two of them were figuring out the real reason for Tang Shubai's appearance, Tang Shubai had already unwrapped the kraft paper packaging and quickly returned to this place. Judging from the shoes taken out, its original owner should have been a medium-sized girl, the shoes were small and delicate, the style was playful, and the leather surface had a soft light, and the heel height was not within Li Fengzhu's control. If she were to wear it, few men would be able to stand confidently beside her.

So, Li Fengzhu sneered, shook his head and said, "I understand your kindness, but it's a pity that I'm a rough person, but I can't wear this." ”