Chapter 31: The Man with a Story

Manager Liao raised his hands and made a downward pressing motion: "Please be quiet, Mr. Ou has come to toast everyone." ”

Cheng Yu saw You Shanhu lead the bald man who was speaking on stage into the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the door, You Shanhu shouted: "Dear reporters and friends: Mr. Ou, our beloved Boss Ou has come to toast everyone." ”

Mr. Ou still had a very exaggerated expression, he strode to the middle of the hall, bowed around, and then raised his glass and said: "On behalf of all the shareholders of the hot spring town, I welcome the presence of all reporters, and thank you for your support and help to Ou over the years." In the next step, Ou will launch several distinctive real estate projects to make a contribution to the construction and development of Yingzhou City. All right, journalists, let's have this glass of wine! All my thoughts are in this glass. I wish you all a good food and drink!" After saying that, he drank a glass of red wine. You Shanhu immediately applauded, and the reporters also applauded.

You Shanhu and several reporters next to him also clinked glasses, drank the wine in the glass, and accompanied Mr. Ou back to the New York hall.

Sai Chanjuan lowered her voice and said to Cheng Yu: "This Mr. Ou is amazing, very rich." It is the majority shareholder of the hot spring town. That Youshan Lake is living by planning for him. ”

A male reporter next to him heard it, turned around and said to Sai Chanjuan: "You don't know, Mr. Ou has a younger brother, who is better than him, not only the company is very big, but also what kind of bathing, entertainment, pawn, real estate and other profiteering industries are operated. ”

Sai Chanjuan glanced at the male reporter: "How could I not know this? I also know that these brothers are not harmonious, they are half-brothers." Therefore, the elder brother has been developing outside, and the younger brother has been developing in the village. Now his younger brother has also become the village director through the election, and he is even more powerful. ”

The male reporter nodded in admiration: "It's still Chanjuan's beautiful woman and well-informed." ”

Sai Chanjuan said: "That's. Then he turned to Cheng Yu and said, "Cheng, you have to learn to take the initiative at the wine table." You have to learn from Liu Dazhui, and our deputy editor-in-chief Tian Shangjin, Mr. Tian was transferred to the party school to study during this time, and it is said that he may be promoted. Mr. Tian and Liu Dazhui are both social, they have friends everywhere, and they can eat anywhere. You can't learn from Xiao Mingmin, Xiao Mingmin is a Confucian student, and he knows that we have to rely on Mr. Tian and Liu Da Hammer to let us write manuscripts and pull advertisements to generate income. At the very least, you also have to learn from Lang Kefa, who soaked in the offices of several bosses all day and became the royal literati of these bosses. Therefore, Longkefa can complete the task of generating income every year. In these years, what is the use of being able to write, and being able to bring in advertisements is the real ability. Take the real money back, and the leader will immediately look at you differently. That Tao Hong, who still hasn't figured it out, is still working hard to write, so Lei always admires her. ”

Cheng Yu listened to Sai Chanjuan chattering, although she didn't drink much, she felt a little hot on her face.

Finally got to the end of the banquet, Cheng Yu followed Sai Chanjuan out of the restaurant and saw Mr. Ou and others at the door to see Liu Dazhui and others. Sai Chanjuan pulled Cheng Yu to trot into the car, hurriedly started the car, drove the car to Liu Dazhui, shook down the glass and smiled at Liu Dazhui. The doorman opened the car door for Liu Dazhui, Liu Dazhui got into the car and waved goodbye to Mr. Ou and others, Sai Chanjuan and Cheng Yu also waved their hands, and Mr. Ou and others gradually faded out of sight.

Liu Dazhui obviously drank too much, and his whole body exuded the smell of alcohol. The voice that spoke was also much higher: "Juanzi, this trip is not in vain." You Shanhu promised to invest 50,000 yuan in advertising money for us to make a full page. It's not easy, this is five glasses of liquor at noon. ”

Sai Chanjuan complimented: "Director Liu is a master, admire, admire." ”

Liu Dazhui shook his head: "It's not what it used to be, if five years ago, such a big project wouldn't have been invested in the Metropolis Daily for 1.8 million? Now it's so hard to invest 35,000 yuan." In the past, it was Youshanhu who begged us, but now, Youshanhu has become fragrant, and the media are rushing to find him. It's true that the world is getting faster than not. ”

Sai Chanjuan said: "It's really not easy, if it weren't for Director Liu, you would not have come out in person, let alone 50,000, there would be no 500." ”

Liu Dazhui said: "The so-called capable people work, and the wise people worry." People just drink tea at home and read the manuscript, don't they also be officials and masters? ”

Cheng Yu can also hear a voiceover, which should be dissatisfied with Xiao Mingmin.

Sai Chanjuan said: "Director Liu, don't say that, the eyes of the comrades are bright. Everyone remembers your contributions. ”

"Comrades, remember that there are birds? If you want to promote and reuse, it's not up to the top to decide?" Liu Dazhui paused when he said this, feeling that he didn't know what to do with Cheng Yu in front of him, who knows what the relationship between this Cheng Yu and Lei Ming is?

Liu Dazhui changed the topic and asked Cheng Yu: "Xiao Cheng, what do you think of today's event?

Cheng Yu heard that this was a test for me, so he sat up straight and replied: "Director Liu, the event was a complete success, I think the organizers still respect the media very much, although everyone says that the traditional media has declined, but I think that as long as we do a good job of the content, there are still advantages." ”

Liu Dazhui nodded: "Not bad." It's up to who does it. No matter how it changes, companies still need the media to blow the horn and carry the sedan chair to install the faΓ§ade. As long as we can provide good service, we can always make money. Liu Dazhui's tongue was a little curled, obviously drunk.

Cheng Yu felt that Liu Dazhui was not in the same channel as himself.

Sai Chanjuan said: "Director Liu, there is a pillow in the back, you can take a rest and squint." β€œ

Liu Dazhui said: "Okay, I'll squint for a while." Juanzi, you just drive the car to the gate of the lock factory compound, and I'll get off there. β€œ

Sai Chanjuan said, "Okay. β€œ

Liu Dazhui said that he would sleep when he slew, and immediately snoring in the car was like thunder.

Listening to Liu Dazhu's snoring, Cheng Yu's heart was also churning. Could it be that the job of his dreams has now slipped to such a point? This is the image of a journalist in his own mind. Why did Liu Dazhui treat reporters as sedan chairmen who carried sedan chairs for the bosses?

There is also Lang Kefa, who is admired by Sai Chanjuan, who revolves around the boss all day long and has become the so-called royal literati of the boss. Is this the work of a real journalist?

Fortunately, there are also reporters with ideals and feelings like Tao Hong, and frank and honest leaders like Editor-in-Chief Lei Ming.

The car slowly stopped at the gate of the lock factory's compound. Sai Chanjuan shouted: "Director Liu, it's here." ”

After shouting many times, Liu Dazhui finally woke up. Cheng Yu got out of the car and pulled the door open for Liu Dazhui and pulled Liu Dazhui down. Liu Dazhui was still swaying as soon as he got out of the car, and Cheng Yu was afraid that he would fall down all of a sudden. But Liu Dazhui shook around a few times and actually stood firm.

Sai Chanjuan also got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out a gift bag from it, and said to Liu Dazhui: "The gift given by the organizer, two bottles of dry red." ”

Liu Dazhui waved his hand: "You guys take it and drink it, I have a lot of this thing at home." ”

Sai Chanjuan said: "We also have both, one for each person." ”

Liu Dazhui took it: "Okay, I'll go home." Get in the car and go. ”

Sai Chanjuan said: "Director Liu, your home is nearby, you drink so much, let's send you home." ”

Liu Dazhui waved his hand again and again: "No, you see, I am very sober now." Hurry up and get in the car. ”

Sai Chanjuan asked, "Really don't need it?"

"Not really. Liu Dazhui waved his hand again and again, looking impatient.

Sai Chanjuan said, "Then let's go." He winked at Cheng Yu and got into the car first.

Cheng Yu said to Liu Dazhui: "Director Liu, then let's go." You can do it yourself, right?"

Liu Dazhui said: "Don't worry, I'm very good." Men, you can't say you can't. He laughed.

Cheng Yu got into the car, the car started, and Liu Dazhui stood there, getting smaller and smaller in his field of vision. To Cheng Yu's puzzlement, Cheng Yu saw that Liu Dazhui suddenly reached out and stopped a taxi, and the taxi pulled Liu Dazhui in the opposite direction to himself.

Zhu Guli has always felt like he is up and down these days.

Ever since Yu Sanduo told him that Tong Tong was Yu Xiaolong, he hated it in his heart. If it weren't for Yu Xiaolong's father, he wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable situation back then. When no one is around, he often takes out his daughter's photos to see, although his daughter's 100-year-old photos are a little yellow, but he still regards them as his most precious things. Where are you, daughter?

Zhu Guli was also involved in the murder of Yu Xiaolong's parents, but he was only in charge of Wangfeng. After the main culprits were caught, Zhu Guli was quickly confessed. Just in time for the strike-hard crackdown, as a result, the four main culprits were sentenced to death, and Zhu Guli was sentenced to nine years in prison.

After Zhu Guli was arrested, his wife was pregnant, and by the time Chocolate was sentenced, her daughter had already been born. A few days after his daughter turned 100, he received a letter from his wife in prison.

The letter said: Gu Li, see the words as faces. I originally planned to go to the prison to see you after my daughter turned 100, but a few days ago I heard a sister say that now there is an opportunity to work in South Korea, and you know that our family has no savings, and after the birth of the child, we spent a lot of money. I just can't hold it anymore. I decided to go to Korea with them to work.

But what about the child? You know the situation in your family, the child's grandparents are seriously ill, and it is difficult for them to take care of themselves. My mother's family can't count on it, I have been working with the adults in the village since I was a child, and my hometown is so poor that my younger brothers are too poor to marry a daughter-in-law. In this case, I think it is better to give the child to a good family.

I don't want to, but what should I do?

I sent the child out three times, the first time I was picked up by a rag picker, and I saw that he was too poor, so I rushed out and snatched the child back. The second time I was picked up by a beggar for food, and I rushed out again to snatch the child back. The third time, I thought that if no good family had picked up the child, I would take the child home.

However, a fashionably dressed woman in her fifties found the child, and she took it away. I followed her for a long time, and when she looked back at me, I thought the woman was kind, and quietly went home. I guess that's fate.

I hung the beautiful gold necklace you gave me as a wedding gift to my daughter's neck, with a red character engraved on the heart-shaped pendant. If we can still see children in this life, this is a token.

I'm about to go to Korea, and I'm in a state of turmoil. We went to work this time, not through formal channels, and it is said that there is a lot of risk. But for the sake of life, no matter how big the risk is, I have to break through.

I sent a 100-year-old photo of my daughter with the letter. Bye. The word wife.

Zhu Guli cried once when he read this letter in prison that year, and his tears blurred the handwriting. He made up his mind that he must find a way to come out as soon as possible, and he must mix up after he comes out. Be sure to find a wife, find a daughter, and let them live happily.

It was at this time that he met Ou Piqiang. Ou Piqiang was sentenced to 10 years in prison for causing serious injuries to people in the search for a trouble, and was locked up in the same prison as Zhu Guli. The two hit it off at first sight and soon became brothers. Speaking of the first meeting between the two, there is also a story.