Chapter 147: Strict Guard

Hearing this, Li Fengzhu couldn't help but sneer. Heart, how can people say good, if it is said that the mother is old, her brain does not turn around, but she reacts quickly enough in this matter.

"I mean, just in case. The people here are very nice people, and they will treat you with hospitality knowing that you are recuperating upstairs. I'm afraid, your old man is too easy to socialize, as soon as people ask something, you will answer the things of your previous life by yourself, then you can't do it. There was a rare thing that made Li Fengzhu feel satisfied, so she also smiled three times when she said this.

"I don't ...... like that" Old Lady Li was a little embarrassed, blushed and lowered her head to think about something, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with a layer of reddish water, and she asked in a low voice, "Where is my eldest treasure grandson?" It's been a few days, and I still haven't found it!" To the extent she could understand, Xiao Rufu's safety was a little hanging, so she had a strong disgust with Li Fengzhu's shallow smile, but she didn't dare to directly reprimand her for acting like a nobody at this time.

Li Fengzhu was really stumped by her, although it can be said that he has done a good job in controlling Johnson's emotions, but he doesn't dare to say that he is 100% sure until the moment he rescues people. Therefore, Li Fengzhu didn't know how to deal with it, so that he could not only appease the emotions of the old man, but not say the wrong thing, so he opened his mouth a little bit, but he couldn't say half a word.

Old Mrs. Li has been perfunctory a lot, and now she will ask herself and answer: "In the next two days, will there be any news?"

Li Fengzhu held her mother's hand for a long time, and countless kinds of sayings surged in her heart, and after thinking about it, she finally replied in a voice so low that she could almost hear herself: "He is still alive......"

The old lady's ear was not very good, but because she was listening very carefully, she let the whisper smoothly get into the ear drum, and then coldly retorted: "Is it good to live?"

Just a few words, but it hurts so much in people's hearts. Li Fengzhu was speechless for a while, and his hands tightly covered Mrs. Li's hand, wanting to generously pass on the only trace of warmth in his palm. After being silent for a while, Fang replied with difficulty: "To live is to hope." ”

Old Lady Li didn't speak, but just smirked.

Li Fengzhu raised his eyes and glanced at the gradually intense white light outside the window, realizing that it was time for him to go, so he stood up and took care of the wrinkled corners of his clothes. After hesitating for a few steps, the two fists touched in front of his chest, as if he had made a great deal of determination. Turning around, three steps and two steps came to the root of the old lady's ear, although it was in his own residence, his posture was very sneaky, and he said in a breathed voice: "I already know where to go to save people." But, I can't tell you much, can you understand that?"

"That ......" The old lady Li was stimulated by these words, and her face was instantly filled with tears, and she was about to jump up, but she was pressed by Li Fengzhu and sat still.

"Don't be quiet!" Li Fengzhu took a small step forward, leaned down to face to face with her, and solemnly repeated the confidential agreement again and again, "Remember, he can only come back if you firmly state that you don't know anything." ”

As soon as he said that, Li Fengzhu felt a burst of regret in his heart, how could he help the most irreparable thing in the world is these two words. Doing it herself and keeping it secret is the most comfortable way for her to deal with things, but it has been many days since the incident, and it is difficult to hide the fact that the old lady came to run alone, so only by calming the old lady's emotions again and again can it not be easy to startle the snake.

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"You really have something at home!"

When Li Fengzhu had just crossed the threshold of the newspaper office with half a foot, she heard someone inside walking towards her. Looking up, it was Xu Xinqi who she couldn't hide from if she wanted to. He looked tired, and the clothes on his body were exactly the same as yesterday's, and it seemed that he hadn't been back all night.

"That's not a reason for me to neglect my work. Li Fengzhu straightened his eyebrows, which were always unconsciously tightened, and said with a wry smile.

Xu Xinqi had a stomach full of question marks in his heart, and waited for her to come to solve them one by one, so he asked urgently: "Don't you have a son......?"

Li Fengzhu replied: "I have my own settlement." "It's all up to this, and her plan to save her son will never be changed by any accident. First, she was afraid that the matter would ferment, and a slight accident would annoy the Iron Fist Troupe, which would be unfavorable to Xiao Rufu; second, the Iron Fist Troupe tasted the sweetness on her, and she knew that she was not the only "fool" available in Ta Kung Pao. Therefore, no matter what, she just wants to leave the matter in her hands.

However, Xu Xinqi has been unable to stop the pressure in the company recently, and Wang Fuchun, who has no fault to find fault, has made him unbearable. Several new accidents made the old colleagues who were standing with him think that Li Fengzhu was not a talent but a man-made disaster, and he should stop the loss in time. But he thinks so, in addition to having a good reputation but not satisfying, field reporters are completely unprofitable, Li Fengzhu can persist in this kind of asceticism for several years, naturally out of faith and sincerity, and it is by no means a temporary drama.

Therefore, he really wants to find the real crux of the problem, and while reversing the doubts within the company, he is also redeeming the criticism of others that he is not clear.

Xu Xinqi thought of such a long story in his heart, and in the end, it still fell on the words "long-term consideration". Because he beckoned Li Fengzhu to sit down at the desk first, and then began to talk earnestly: "Have there been any economic difficulties? You see, if an article can successfully make the headlines, the club usually gives the author a corresponding reward. This was meant to be an incentive, but there are two sides to the story, and I'm not uncommon with bad experiences in this area. Therefore, I have always been very afraid that some people in the society will be confused in their thinking because of the momentary embarrassment, and they will mix up a good thing into a bad thing. There is a way for a gentleman to love money and take it in a good way, such a simple truth, do you still use me to tell you again and again?"

Since Li Fengzhu sat down, his eyes have been drooping, and his ten fingers have rubbed the edge of his clothes, rubbing them so much that they are about to break holes.

Xu Xinqi saw that his bitter words did not work, and his heart was covered with a deep layer of disappointment, he picked up the pen on the table and looked at it, shook his head and sighed: "The pen in the reporter's hand is like a bridge." On one end is the people, and on the other is the truth. It is through this bridge that the people realize their right to know, and when they walk on the bridge deck, you break the pen barrel, do you need me to say more about the consequences? I think so, as a journalist, what is more important than aphasia is disqualification. Aphasia is a dereliction of duty, and disqualification is a vain person!"

Li Fengzhu still lowered his head, his eyelids lifted upward, and he looked up from the top of his eyes. I saw him pinching the middle of the pen with one hand, and making a few strokes at each end of the pen with the other hand. Although he had an attitude of approval and admiration in his heart, he did not dare to express it easily, and continued to use the tactic of delaying: "Let me calm down for a day first, and then give you a reasonable explanation, is it okay?"

Xu Xinqi opened his mouth, thinking that since people didn't want to hear it, it would be a mother-in-law to say more. He has also done it as a good man, and he also did it in front of everyone yesterday, and he also gave a punishment of salary deduction. Now that there has been a punishment, then the opinion of some people that Li Fengzhu should be expelled should be observed for the time being and a decision should be made again. In addition, he had stayed up all night here, and he couldn't bear it at this time, so he waved his hand to indicate that the conversation was over.

Li Fengzhu, who was relieved, pursed his lips, nodded his head, and touched the data room with a very light movement, and finally did not forget to close the door tightly.

And Xu Xinqi, who was tidying up the desktop and preparing to go home to catch up on sleep, although he didn't say a word on the surface, he secretly paid attention to her actions. For a while, she seems to like to rummage through old information, and she really doesn't know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

However, it was said that Li Fengzhu had been busy in the data room for nearly seven hours. She is so mysterious, naturally she is still looking for her son. Last night's telephone signal can probably be locked between the small road and the five roads in the concession, if the telephone can be found, there can be one more clue for the search for people, as for the usefulness of that is a later story. With her motherhood, she naturally has a glimmer of hope, so she will do her best ten million times. And what she has at her disposal is a daily mess of news clues, and it takes a lot of energy and a long time to start from this aspect.

Moreover, there was a trap in front of her, and various details showed that the Iron Fist in the shadows recognized her face. Then she has to spontaneously find a piece of news that is necessary to go out to work, and at the same time skillfully shirk it to her colleagues. This difficulty is naturally doubled, otherwise she would not have to stay up for two meals without eating, and stay in the airtight data room for seven hours at a time.

"Director Xu!" Li Fengzhu, who had been thinking hard for most of the day, was willing to come out at this time, naturally the matter had an eyebrow, and he couldn't help but smile on his face when he called someone.

However, in the full society, no one shared her joys and sorrows, and everyone invariably projected a strange look at her inexplicably high emotions, treating her like a heartless fool.

Li Fengzhu's face turned red all of a sudden, and she passed through a bunch of colleagues who were watching the show, and calmly reported to Xu Xinqi the clues she had been looking for: "The fourth and fifth roads in the Italian concession have been complained by residents every summer due to insufficient voltage. Last week, we also received a complaint call in this regard, should we follow up?"

Xu Xinqi stared at her for a few seconds, as if he was getting to know her again. There was a feeling of headache in his head, he tilted his head, sighed a long sigh, and then picked up the manuscript stacked on the table to look at it, and replied in a low voice: "It just so happens that today's local news has been lined up for seven, seven, eight, and eight, and only four or five hundred words are missing." ”