The cold winter moon overlooks the earth with a clear and cold gaze, peeking at the joys and sorrows of the world. Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and its eyes are wide open.

Xiang returned home to the north and slept with Nuoyi, but he had no intention of leaning against the windowsill of the master bedroom for the moon to enjoy the pleasure of peeping into the world. He had to work overtime tonight to write the review. Unfortunately, there is no overtime pay for such overtime.

Xiangbei made an excuse and asked Zhou Xuecen to sleep with Nuo Yi first, and then locked himself in the study. He looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock, and he should finish it in an hour. I'm a master of codewords! Ordinary press releases, you can get it done in an hour, in the English you learned in college, a piece of cake!

There are routines available for all official document writing, such as "what - why - how" and "background introduction - purpose and meaning - content - call"

…… Uh, "call"? What is the call? A call on everyone to take me as a warning and resolutely resist this kind of bad style? Forget it, let's play freely, the eight strands of text are tied hand and foot, and it's really uncomfortable.

He didn't expect that such a simple review would remind him of the past eight years of his career, full of ambition or muddy, all presented on the windowpane that reflected the blurred face.

When he first started working, Xiang Bei was full of ambition and wanted to make a career, and he even made a five-year plan for himself to motivate himself to always maintain the state of hard work that he had in college. Now that I think about it, this approach is really naïve, and it feels like a child playing at home.

However, at this moment, he suddenly had a strong urge to escape. He felt that as long as he left here, he would be completely liberated. The thought quickly spread through his brain, to every nerve, and finally to his heart along the veins, like a cloud of smoke blocking his heart, making him almost breathless.

However, this was quickly suppressed by another thought - he was no longer a child, and he had to take on it all, not only for the sake of the reputation he valued, but also for the sake of the family. Hey, man, it's so hard.

Xiang Bei's writing skills are still not solid enough, and it took two hours to complete this review book, which is a serious overtime! But after all, he completed the task assigned by the leader. He stretched out his arms, rubbed his eyes, and began to appreciate the work, which was quite satisfying:

A review of disciplinary issues in the reporting of the Luohe Village incident

Dear leaders of the Municipal Investigation Team and the Discipline Inspection Group of the Beijiang Evening News, I am Xiang Bei, a reporter of the current affairs interview group of the Beijiang Evening News, and I came to work in the newspaper in 2006. In the past 8 years, under the training of the newspaper leaders and the care of my colleagues, I have grown from an intern who does not know anything about the world to a reporter who has been covering news on the front line all year round.

In the early morning of November 23, 2014, I received a notice from the editor-in-chief office of the newspaper that a fire had broken out in Luohe Village, and I was asked to rush to the scene to report on it as soon as possible. That morning, I drove to Luohe Village, and Luo Fangyi, a newspaper intern, arrived to interview me side by side. Due to the complexity of the Luohe village arson case and the land requisition issues behind it, it was extremely difficult to interview. At one point, we were faced with the dilemma of not being able to move forward. However, under the overall command and support of the newspaper, we broke through layers of obstacles and finally wrote a batch of weighty press releases.

On the afternoon of November 26, 2014, the project headquarters of Luohe Village called me and invited Luo Fangyi and me to a dinner. I thought it was just a simple work feast and didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. In addition, the purpose of accepting the banquet is also to further communicate with relevant personnel for later interviews and reports. The dinner was held in the banquet hall on the 2nd floor of the New Town Hotel, where I was staying. At this banquet, in addition to the two reporters from the Beijiang Evening News, there were also several reporters from other media who were covering the area. As for what the dinner menu was and how much it cost, I can't remember it now.

The entire dinner lasts about two hours. In the meantime, we didn't talk about any topics related to this interview, but all about the trivial things in your daily life and work. The only time I mentioned Luohe Village was after the dinner, when I asked the comrades of the project headquarters for an interview, hoping that they would help with the interview with the land department. The other party also responded positively and supported my request.

After dinner, I returned to my hotel room and found a crimson box in the room, which I had not noticed because I was drunk. When I woke up the next morning, I opened the box and saw that it was a set of bone china crafts with two vases and two tea bowls. I didn't know who gave it to me, but I thought every reporter who attended the dinner had one, so I didn't ask.

Looking back on the whole incident now, I feel like I have the following problem:

First, violating professional discipline. At the very beginning of taking over the task of reporting on the Luohe Village incident, I made a request to myself: I must report on the incident from a fair and objective standpoint, not only should I not accept any banquets or gifts from the interviewees, but I must also insist on speaking with facts, so that every detail of the manuscript can withstand scrutiny. However, at this banquet, I was careless, forgot the principles and requirements of professional ethics, violated relevant disciplines, and made the mistake that a journalist is most likely to make and should not make.

Second, poor sense of self-restraint. Although I did not have the subjective intention to accept the gift, I did not think to hand it over to the newspaper in time when I received the gift, which caused extremely bad consequences. I feel deep remorse and remorse for this.

I will strictly follow the discipline of journalism, promptly examine and correct myself, and conscientiously reflect on my own problems. I will hand over all the gifts I receive, and I am willing to pay for the banquet expenses.

In addition, with regard to the exchange of interests between me and the reporters involved in the banquet, I hereby assure the city investigation team and the newspaper's discipline inspection team that I have no knowledge of who organized the banquet and the real purpose behind the banquet, and that I did not violate journalistic discipline to seek benefits for a certain party during the interview on the Luohe Village incident. I believe that the investigation team of the city and the newspaper will definitely find out about this matter, and I also believe that those who clean up will clear themselves.

Reporter of Beijiang Evening News to the north

January 23, 2015

On January 23rd, such a coincidence, when the Luohe Village incident occurred, it was also the 23rd, just two months after today. Maybe it's providence. Crying and laughing to the north.

The whole written review was originally much longer than the current one, but it was repeatedly revised to the north and a lot of content was deleted. He knew that the key to writing a review was not grammatical rigor, but linguistic rigor. In this review, not only is there no mention of the role of the editor-in-chief's office in this banquet, but also the specific participation of other personnel. However, between the words, he vaguely told the objective situation of the matter.

After reading the whole article, Xiang Bei always felt that the writing was not profound enough, like scratching the itch in his boots, and the reflection was not thorough enough and not happy enough. He shook his head, it seems that not only is his writing skills not good, but his consciousness is not high enough!

After writing the review, it was not easy to go north. Review is only a means of recognizing mistakes, not a way of punishing them. He didn't know what awaited him tomorrow......

Friday's workplace is as grand as welcoming the Spring Festival, and everyone welcomes the arrival of the weekend with a sacred heart.

Luo Fangyi was a little surprised that Fat Dong actually contacted him. This little fat man, Shenlong saw the head and the tail all day long, and said that after the interview in Luohe Village, he would invite him to dinner. Two months have passed, and there has been no news. It's really unreliable.

"Fang Yi, your canteen is good, there is actually Lanzhou ramen, haha. "When I got on the phone, Fat Dong's first words were about eating. In response to those few words, there is no fat for no reason.

"Are you in the cafeteria?" Luo Fangyi was queuing up to eat at this time, and when she heard Fat Dong's voice, she looked around.

"Ahem, six o'clock!"

"Six o'clock, directly behind?" Luo Fangyi turned around, and sure enough, Fat Dong was waving in the distance. There were too many people, and he was too short to barely show a small hand.

"The food in your unit is good, steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, ......" As soon as the two found a seat and sat down, Fat Dong started the mode.

"Stop!" Luo Fangyi urgently stopped, "To the disappointment of reporter Pan Da, none of this is there." At most, it's just ramen, oily noodles, rice stir-fried dishes, etc., so you can be wronged. ”

"What's the matter, it's a food paradise, much better than our province. ”

"By the way, why are you here?"

"I have a cooperation project with your newspaper, and the leader sent me to connect with it. Fat Dong said, "How are you doing, are you busy, why haven't you seen Brother Xiang, why did he go?"

"I don't know, Master has been very busy lately, and I often don't see him. Speaking of Xiangbei, Luo Fangyi suddenly thought of the report letter. When he attended that dinner, Fat Dong was also there, did this affect him?

"Fat Dong, have you been busy lately?

"What's the matter?"

"Criticize one by one, do a review or something like that......" Luo Fangyi was very happy.

"Beauty, it's rare for us to see each other, can't you expect me to be good?" Fat Dong was very unhappy, "However, I really let you say, the last time I was interviewed in Luohe Village, people invited me to have a meal, but I didn't expect to be reported." I remembered! You and Brother Xiang also participated. ”

"Well, yes. Have you been disciplined?"

"Hehe, nothing. Fat Dong said with a grin.

"No, why are you okay?"

"What do you mean by that, who else has an accident?" asked Fat Dong.

"Well, that's not what I meant. I mean, isn't that a serious problem? ”

"I've got a way, hee-hee. Not only was I not criticized, but I was also praised by the leader. This kind of thing, either don't do it, you have to be careful and careful if you want to do it, and you can't be dug by others. Fat Dong looked proud, but as for how to turn the danger into a disaster, he was always silent.

This fat winter is really a gangster, and he always uses some tricks to steal chickens and dogs in the workplace. Forget it, I still don't ask him for advice, so as not to be led astray by him. Luo Fangyi knew that Fat Dong must have his own tricks, but it may not be suitable for going north, so if he doesn't say it, he won't ask, and if he asks, it's useless.