Geng Zhong took the train south that day, but did not directly interview Song Weiyang, but went to Rongcheng first to ask media friends here for news.

A really awesome reporter doesn't just do interviews with a reckless head, and needs to do a lot of preparatory work. At the very least, it's important to know the basic information about the interviewees so that you can be targeted and find the focus of your story.

In the teahouse.

Cao Yiwei, a reporter from Xikang Daily, said: "You ask that director of Xiao Song? I know, I also interviewed his father. ”

"And an old Song factory director?" Geng Zhong said in surprise.

Cao Yiwei said with a smile: "Yes, the old Song factory director was one of the top ten outstanding township entrepreneurs in Xikang Province two years ago, and now he is squatting in prison." ”

"Tell me more details!" Geng Zhong hurriedly took out a small notebook.

"Old Song Factory Director, I have a good personal relationship with him, but it's a pity, it's a pity," Cao Yiwei sighed with emotion and continued, "Song Weiyang's father is called Song Shumin, who is an old educated youth in Shenghai who went to the countryside in 66 years, got married and had children in the countryside, and began to engage in a small winemaking workshop in 80 years. Because of speculation, he was imprisoned for half a year, and after he was released, he attached the factory to the local government. ”

"So, the second time he was imprisoned was because of the equity issue?" Geng Zhong immediately figured out that he had seen a lot of such things.

Cao Yiwei nodded and said: "Before the southern tour of 92, the coastal areas had already begun to carry out the equity transformation of township enterprises, but Xikang Province could not do it. Lao Song tried several times, but was stopped by the local authorities, so he took a risk and used foreign capital to reform the distillery. He almost succeeded, only to be reported and sentenced to more than eight years. ”

Geng Zhong asked, "Then what's going on with this Song Weiyang?"

Cao Yiwei said: "After Lao Song entered, the distillery was nationalized, and the Song family was left with only a serious loss-making cannery, which was taken care of by Lao Song's eldest son. Song Weiyang is the second eldest of the Song family and a high school student......"

"High school students?" Geng Zhong exclaimed, "You said that Song Weiyang, who published an article on the Anti-Japanese War of Industry and Commerce in the newspaper, is a high school student!"

Cao Yiwei seemed to have expected Geng Zhong's reaction, and said with a smile: "Don't believe it, I didn't believe it at first, "Rongcheng Evening News" also interviewed him last year, this kid is very famous in the system of Xikang Province, and he is registered with the provincial leaders. ”

Geng Zhong said: "It's not so evil, is it?

Cao Yiwei said: "First, he is the son of Song Shumin; second, this kid's deeds are too attention-grabbing, and the article of "Rongcheng Evening News" has a very great influence in the province. ”

"What did he do last year?" Geng Zhong asked.

Cao Yiwei said: "The Song family's canning factory owes a total of seven or eight million, and the workers have not been paid wages for several months. Song Weiyang used the summer vacation time to steal a few hundred yuan from his family and go to Shenghai, learn from the advanced sales experience of big cities, and persuade several investors to participate in the shares. As soon as he returned to his hometown, he mobilized workers to dispose of the canned food inventory, recoup the funds, launched new products, took out all the money to advertise, and turned the canning factory into a profit in a month. ”

"This is a business genius!" Geng Zhong said excitedly.

Cao Yiwei said with a smile: "If you want to interview him, hurry up, the reporter of "Rongcheng Evening News" has already left." He made it a bit big this time, and it is estimated that many media reporters from all over the country are coming, so be careful that you can't grab hot shit. ”

"Don't worry, we're a monthly magazine, and no matter how fast we move, we have to report on it next month," Geng Zhong said, "You give me a few copies of the newspaper that reported on Song Weiyang." ”

Cao Yiwei said: "It was last year's news, and it was all piled up in my office, so you can find it yourself." ”

……

It wasn't until the fifth day after the text was sent out that Geng Zhong took the train to Rongping.

In the sleeper car, there were four men in suits carrying sacks, which were bulging and I didn't know what they contained.

There was also a well-mannered man with a backpack and a camera case around his neck - this was a companion.

"Which newspaper is my friend?" Mr. Geng said.

The man took out his business card: "Southern Weekly" Gai Chunhe. ”

"This surname is rare," Geng Zhong also smiled and took out his business card, ""Eight Hours Away" Geng Zhong. ”

One is a weekly newspaper and the other is a monthly magazine, and there is not much competition, so the two get along relatively well, and soon chatted around Song Weiyang.

Gai Chunhe said: "This surnamed Song is too wild, and when the editor-in-chief assigned me a task, it really scared me. ”

"Are you Southern Weekly still afraid of people?" said Geng Zhong with a smile.

"It's different," Gai Chunhe said, "The article written by Song Weiyang is in opposition to the central government's policy of attracting investment, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will be over!"

The man in the next bunk was sleeping with a sack on his pillow, and suddenly said, "Xifeng Company won't really have an accident, right?"

Gai Chunhe shook his head and said: "Judging from the reaction in the past two days, there should be no problem, our newspaper has not received an official notice. ”

"That's good. The man breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Geng Zhong asked, "You also went to Xifeng Company?"

The man said, "I'm a distributor and want to work with Xifeng." ”

Geng Zhong looked at the other three men again, and then at their sacks, and had already guessed seven or eight points in his heart - the sacks were full of money.

The train makes a twist and turn in the mountains, stopping at a small station every half hour, which takes more than twice as long as a car.

Finally got to the Rongping City Railway Station, Geng Zhong and Gai Chunhe went first, and the four dealers carrying sacks followed closely behind them. When he arrived at the platform, Geng Zhong saw a blonde foreigner, and the gringo was also carrying a camera.

"Alarmed the foreign media. Geng Zhong made a look.

Gai Chunhe said with a smile: "It's strange if you don't alarm, this matter is too big." ”

China has been reforming and opening up for more than a decade, but for foreigners, it is still shrouded in a fog, and many things are always incomprehensible to them. A little bit of wind and grass, those foreign media are like sharks that smell blood, running to grab food every minute, and then send out hunting articles that cause a sensation abroad.

Not to mention that Song Weiyang made such a big deal, let's just say that the businessman surnamed Qiao, who was clamoring to overturn McDonald's, opened a few fast food restaurants, which can attract reports from the three major news networks in the United States in turn.

"Taxi!"

Geng Zhong stood on the side of the road and waved, and as soon as a taxi stopped, someone rushed in.

Gai Chunhe smoked a cigarette and said: "Song Weiyang made a fortune this time, and the person who got into the taxi just now was a dealer, and he rushed to the door with a sack full of money." ”

"The first righteousness of the Anti-Japanese War, he should make money. Geng Zhong said with a smile.

Gai Chunhe said: "As long as he doesn't mess around, this golden body will not fall for at least ten years." ”

"That's not necessarily," Geng Zhong said, "I've interviewed Mu Zhong, and this man has a bigger golden body, but he's a madman, and sooner or later he will have to go to prison." ”

"Also, I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet, and those who like to take risks often kill themselves. Gai Chunhe said with a smile.