"Strange News of the Three Eastern Provinces" is a morning newspaper, every night to step up printing, when the people of the Northeast go out to eat breakfast, this newspaper will go to the major newsstands, the old Yang Tou who sells newspapers is very strange, it seems that today to buy "the three eastern provinces of the strange news" of the people are extraordinarily large, he only entered 50 newspapers in his hand, less than half an hour to sell out. On weekdays, this newspaper is not a bestseller, so what's wrong with it today? Is there any way to get rich in the newspapers? I don't understand, I don't understand, anyway, the newspaper was bought early, and the idle old Yang Tou went home to drink by himself.

Originally, this newspaper did not attract the attention of many "creditors", but unfortunately there were rumors in Qianmen, and since Huang Wenhu recognized the junior of Feng at the top of Mount Tai, he had to make some efforts. In fact, Huang Baohu is quite optimistic about this apprentice of Brother Li. In that case, I'm here to give a small boost to the news, so that this newspaper can sell well and let the news spread.

If the Thousand Door Rumors want to spread any news, then I'm afraid no one can stop it, even if it is a little marginal news, the Thousand Doors Rumors will be able to say true, let alone just spread an established fact? Huang Huye went to the newsstand to buy a newspaper, casually chatted with old friends on the street a few words of gossip, in just a few hours, the original not very popular "Strange News of the Three Eastern Provinces" was sold out, and everyone paid attention to it was precisely the report of Fang Ritu, soon, the case of the Bank of Bahrain spread in the Northeast at an alarming speed, and within half a day, even the people in the rural town knew that there was such a bankrupt bank in the world called the Bank of Bahrain, although they did not know what investment was.

How did Huang Baohu do it? He just complained to his friends that the current prices are too high and it is not easy to make money, and there are articles about high returns in the newspaper, so he gave an example "by the way", and then "by the way" talked about the risks in this high return. The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, this is a master who specializes in opportunistic eating, his brain is very clever, and he understands what Huang Hu Ye is worried about after three or two turns, their family is very close to Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang's industry is really big, and then I think of the bonds of the money bank's hairstyle, and I will take a set of examples from the Bank of Bahrain, damn it, Lao Tzu has worked hard to save half a lifetime of money, don't go to waste!

Mr. Liang was sitting in the living room drinking afternoon tea, when he saw the housekeeper hurriedly running towards him with a newspaper. Putting down the teacup, I saw the newspaper handed by the butler.

"What's going on?" Mr. Liang took the newspaper and looked through it in general and did not seem to find his name.

"Look at this article, the Bank of Bahrain case here is exactly the same as our current situation!" The housekeeper pointed to a paragraph in the middle of the newspaper, which was Fang Ritu's article "High Returns and High Risks".

"You're saying this article is an allusion to our bank? Isn't this a bit of a catcher? Mr. Liang didn't care, it seemed too far-fetched.

"But according to our spies, today's newspaper is in the "So, does someone have ulterior motives?" Mr. Liang squinted his eyes and crumpled the newspaper into a ball, "Go and ask the person in charge of the newspaper to see if he is tired and crooked." The words were murderous.

"Big, big brother, master, I really didn't think much about it, I definitely don't dare to go against you." The president of the newspaper had just woken up from his wine, and his mind couldn't react for a while. He had just been kicked out of the office at gunpoint, and now he was sitting in a Humvee, facing two big men with guns, a polite butler.

"Who wrote this?" The housekeeper didn't want to embarrass the newspaper director, and apparently the poor creature was also a gunman. He motioned for the two big men to put down the guns in their hands, took out a cigarette himself, and handed another one to the president.

"It's one of my editors, what's wrong?" The president still can't figure out the situation, the head of the Liang family is rare to see on weekdays, this is also a lord above ten thousand people under one person, today he actually politely came to talk to himself, although the way of inviting is a little rougher, but the president prides himself on being a magnanimous person, and he doesn't mind.

"Is the editor coming to work today?" The housekeeper seems to have seen the shadow of Dai Junchou again, and look at it, this so-called editor will definitely never be able to find a trace again. Oh my God, how come there are people everywhere who raise this guy on behalf of you. This is the Northeast, this is Mr. Liang's territory.

"I drank too much yesterday, so I'll rest at home today, and I'll call her." As he spoke, the president took out his mobile phone and dialed Fang Ritu's number. He didn't believe that this cute and cute female editor would have anything to do with Mr. Liang, and confidently wanted to call the little beauty over to explain the situation, probably nothing to do with himself.

"She'd better come over, do you know how much trouble this report has caused our Liang family? Mr. Liang is now thunderous. The housekeeper looked at the president sympathetically, as if he were looking at a sheep to be slaughtered.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off......" Fang Ritu didn't turn off the phone, she just blocked the president. At this time, he leaned on the sofa, eating freshly fried spiced melon seeds, and reported the situation to Dai Junchou.

"This, this must be a coincidence......" The president was a little panicked, he had heard of Mr. Liang's murder without blinking, and he didn't want to anger this tyrant because of it. Either way, we have to find this beautiful female editor quickly. Picking up girls is a small matter, but life is precious.

It's a pity that less than three minutes later, the unlucky president received a message from Fang Ritu: "The president and Mr. Liang are fine, the little woman has no other intention in a report, the purpose is to expose the inside story of the Liang Group's deficit, and now he has returned to City A safely, the president finally understands that he was put on a side, paralyzed on the car seat and unable to say a word, waiting for him is probably the Liang family's private prison, to be alive, it is probably a blessing, but unfortunately, he didn't even leave a suicide note."