Lingcheng TV Director's Office.

"Don't talk about your questions yet. Zhu Xinlai stopped Hua Tian from speaking as soon as he sat down, "Tell me first, why did you choose to interview that Song Qian?"

Hearing this, Hua Tian's heart sank, this was because he came a little late, how many bad things were said by Lin Yu first?!

"That's right. Hua Tian quickly formed a more appropriate statement in his mind, "Originally, it was not for the purpose of interviewing him, because Huatai Bank donated air conditioners and money to the Chengbei Welfare Institute, so we sent reporters to supplement the shooting." In the process of filming, there happened to be a person who donated 400,000 ...... to the welfare home."

"I probably know about this, why did you suddenly go to the hospital to shoot in the morning? This Song Qian is a doctor? Or do you go to see a doctor?"

Because on the phone, Dean Liu said that a person named Song Qian paid for his father's medical expenses, which made Zhu Xinlai unable to figure it out.

Of course, there were many people who wanted to stuff people into the TV station before, or wanted to be on the show, and beat the old man's idea, but today the incident was too unexpected, and no one expected that the old man would go to the hospital to see a doctor by himself, and he fainted without bringing money.

Hua Tian couldn't answer the series of strange questions raised by the director. He didn't even know that Zhang Manlu had gone to the hospital this morning. Didn't she say to look for someone's house?

"This ...... You might want to ask Manlu ......"

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in. ”

Zhu Xinlai responded quickly, and even, he got up slightly, leaned his neck and looked at the door.

The person who came was Zhang Manlu, who was holding a CD in her hand and had burned more than two hours of negatives.

"Director Zhu, I've already put ......"

"Give it to me!"

Zhu Xinlai couldn't wait for Zhang Manlu to finish speaking, so he stood up directly, took the disc from her hand, and quickly put it into the computer.

The video opens, and at the beginning of it, an old man is reading a newspaper under the flickering lights. It seems that this should be the Chengbei Welfare Institute.

Zhu Xinlai dragged the progress bar and pulled it directly to the middle, just in time for Zhang Manlu's interview with Dean Wu of the Chengbei Welfare Institute.

"Dean Wu, we want to ask, what are we going to do with these air-conditioned welfare homes?"

"What else can I do? Cover it with a tarp for the time being. Donating an air conditioner is a good thing, but it is not as good as an electric fan, it costs money to install, and the electricity bill is also a large expense. Besides, the wires in the welfare home are aging, not to mention a hundred air conditioners, even three or five at the same time, I am afraid that they will not be able to bear it. ”

"Didn't you say that Huatai Bank also donated money? ”

"Where's the money? I don't see it anyway. That's just a few air conditioners. I asked several welfare homes, and they were all in a similar situation. In other words, what our welfare institute needs most now is volunteers like Master Qian, who can really help do something. ”

Seeing that the director had just dragged to a critical place, Zhang Manlu and Hua Tian Youzhi quickly looked at the director together to see his expression at this moment. Because the trade-off in this paragraph will be directly related to the question of whether Huatai Bank can continue to pretend to be a big philanthropist like this, or will it be exposed in public.

Sure enough, the director frowned!

Hua Tian gave a look, Zhang Manlu immediately understood, and immediately explained: "We did a little pruning in this section and cut the donations later." However, the air conditioning does not work, which is really a problem......"

"It's nothing, just leave this alone. Zhu Xinlai didn't care about this paragraph at all, and it wasn't this part that he dragged the progress bar to see, "Didn't you say that someone donated 400,000 yuan?"

"Oh, that's a little ahead. Zhang Manlu was excited by what the director said, "Let it go", and quickly helped drag it out five minutes ago, just filming the scene of Song Qian's Alipay transfer of three times, totaling 300,000 yuan, and continued to explain, "At that time, we were also very surprised, so I reported to Deputy Director Hua and conducted a supplementary interview with this person......

"And what about being in the hospital this morning?"

Zhu Xinlai interrupted Zhang Manlu's explanation, and didn't drag the progress bar by himself, and asked directly.

Although it was strange why Director Yu kept mentioning the hospital, Zhang Manlu still dragged the progress bar to the hospital for a while.

In fact, except for some clips in the taxi, the hospital will definitely be cut off, because it is completely useless.

Under the camera, a spirited old man was spitting and saying: "...... You said that we, the elderly, don't know how to use any high-tech things, and the expert number has been booked by young people on some network, and the queue can't be lined up at all, and then you hit the scalpers again...... There is also an unannounced interview program on the TV station last time, saying that many tickets were monopolized by scalpers, and then sold at a high price...... What are you talking about as journalists, you journalists......?"

These complaining words were quite embarrassing to listen to at the time, but when they were replayed in front of the director, Zhang Manlu and Hua Tian's faces were red and white.

It seems to have dragged on a little faster, and it should have been three minutes before I arrived at the hospital...... Coupled with the fact that this and the content behind it are more corresponding, Zhang Manlu reached out and was about to drag the progress bar.

"Wait a minute!" Zhu Xinlai quickly stopped her.

In the camera, an old man appeared in a swaying manner.

"Uh!" the old man snorted.

"Smack!" the sound of the man falling to the ground.

Then, the surrounding sounds became more noisy, and the camera began to shake. After that, there was none.

"Why is it gone?!" Zhu Xin saw this, his whole face turned red, and Huo stood up.

"Because ......"

"As a reporter, you actually turn a blind eye to an old man who has fallen to the ground?!Where is the professionalism? Where is the conscience?!" Zhu Xinlai almost roared.

"......" Zhang Manlu was completely confused.

"Why didn't anyone help?!" Zhu Xinlai asked with red eyes.

As a son of man, it was enough to worry the old man running out alone, but now he saw him fall to the ground without anyone to help him. If he could, Zhu Xinlai couldn't wait to poke through the screen to help his father up.

Fortunately, he now knows that his father is fine, otherwise, Zhu Xinlai feels that he can go crazy and beat people right now.

Zhang Manlu also panicked about the director's sudden emotion, quickly recalled why he retreated at that time, and hurriedly explained: "When ...... At that time, Deputy Director Lin called and asked me to hurry up and ......"

"What the hell is there besides money?!Don't think that I don't know anything if I don't say anything!" Zhu Xinlai said to himself indignantly.

Hearing this, Zhang Manlu and Hua Tian looked at each other, I really don't know how the situation became like this, and the director, who usually never blushes, actually burst into foul language. Although it is said that if you don't help the old man who has fallen to the ground, you will be morally condemned, but the world is like this, and I think that according to Zhu Xinlai's character of "hanging high on your own", most of the people who see the old man who fell to the ground on the road will not help him.

Unless......