Chapter 130: Kundera and Havel's Revelation
After reading the investigation report I wrote about the Kaiqu Coal Mine, Feng Yuqiang, the president, was very excited and asked me mysteriously: "What do you think is the most important thing for us to do media now?" ”
"Thoughts, feelings?"
"Wrong! Thoughts and feelings are important, but the guidance of public opinion is even more important, and it should be said that the most important is the most important," he touched his chin, "No matter when you remember this, you will never make a big mistake." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the current public opinion advocates green environmental protection and sustainable development, and you dig so deep, the evidence is conclusive, and it involves official corruption, which coincides with the current anti-corruption storm in full swing. ”
Feng Yuqiang, as the president, naturally takes into account some business considerations, for me, whether to send or not, it is more a contest of conscience and selfishness.
If it does, the wicked will be dealt with judicially, and the villagers near the mine can be given an explanation. After all, it's about life.
However, I was wondering, what exactly did Yuan Zheng ask me to investigate this incident? Did he already know the secret and deliberately guide me to expose Wang's Chemical in order to achieve his ulterior secret?
If so, haven't I become a pawn for him? And I, I've always regarded him as a true friend, and I can't accept him doing this.
Of course, I can also pretend to be stupid and not explain all this to him, so that Wang's Chemical will be discredited or even bankrupt, and obey Yuan Zheng's heart, so what. Sometimes, friendship is not so pure and spotless, so why not be a little confused, adult beauty.
On the other hand, I was more concerned about the safety of Lu Zejun, and in order to share the burden with me, he demanded that his real name be signed on the report as "assistant investigator", saying that I could not be left alone to suffer the possible retaliation afterwards.
Feng Yuqiang saw my difficulties, and he smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the magazine has always been dominated by editors, and we are all serving you, if you don't want to post any difficulties, it doesn't matter." When I was the chief reporter of a weekly newspaper in Guangzhou, there were often people outside the door of the room who came to hang up the dead mice, and even the people who sent me bullets, what was the result? As a result, I am not alive and well now, and those who have not seen the light are now almost destroyed. He roared and laughed like an old sow snoring, slightly smugly.
"A batch has been extinguished, a new batch has risen again, in every era, evil will rise in various forms into scum, I don't know if you have ever compromised and been tired, Mr. Feng?"
"To tell you the truth, I was young, and now I am somewhat numb, and I have three highs, my body and soul are fading, people, I am afraid of the destruction of time. But what you're doing is exactly what I didn't finish back then, so whatever you choose, I'm here to support you. ”
"I'll talk to the person assisting in the investigation."
As he spoke, the phone on Feng Yuqiang's desk rang, he picked it up, and his tone immediately softened a few grades: "I know, don't worry, my wife, I'll go to school to pick up the child now." ”
Hanging up the phone, he smiled helplessly: "The family has two thousand gold, and the burden weighs one ton." ”
In the evening, when we came to Lu Zehuan's house, his senior brother Zhao Ran was still not there, and we made a few hometown dishes together.
During the meal, Lu Zehuan said: "Now Haozi and Yin Zi have a head and a face, and they are not short of money, Brother Mei, who has no higher education, has become rich by virtue of hard work, and we are all doing what we like in Beijing." I thought, isn't this all too smooth? Sometimes I feel like I'm walking on thin ice, as if something is going to go wrong. ”
"Don't think about it, we don't like to die, we won't die, I died last time, so I'm very cautious this time."
"You mean the black-hearted cotton? Have you found the person who attacked you? ”
"No, it should be soon."
"Actually, there is one thing I still tell you, it's been so long, it's not in the way. That time, Xu Lu helped test the black cotton of the University of Liberal Arts and gave an interview with her real name, and the leaders of the CDC wanted to fire her at first. Xu Lu is not afraid, if you want to be fired, you will be fired. Later, another leader said that the little girl was diligent and diligent, so she had to stay, and finally deducted a month's salary. ”
"I'm a little ashamed to say it, I'm sorry for your lovely girlfriend."
"Go, go, what a girlfriend, don't talk nonsense, he and I can only be ordinary friends forever." When Lu Zehuan heard me say this, the monkey was anxious.
I made fun of him for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.
When it came to whether or not to publish an investigative report on the Kaiqu coal mine, we were divided.
My idea is to report anonymously online.
Lu Zejun believes that Ming people don't do dark things, and what we do is not something that cannot be seen in the dark, and insists on publishing it with real names in magazines.
Seeing that I was worried that he would lose his job or be retaliated against, he comforted me and said, "You can rest assured that I have chosen all this, and I have been prepared to face any difficulties from the beginning of my participation in this matter." Let's be honest, you have a lot of influence on me, you can do what you dare to do, why can't I? Recently, I was reading Kundera's novel "The Unbearable Lightness of Life", in which the protagonist is faced with a choice similar to the problem we are facing now. ”
"I'd like to hear your understanding."
The protagonist, Thomas, was asked to sign a statement of protest to show the intellectuals' opposition to Czech independence. Abusive government administration. Response to the offender. The man who asked him to sign said: 'There is still a group of people in this country who are not intimidated, and everyone takes a stand and distinguishes between wheat and husk. But he didn't sign it, why didn't he sign it, I think there is no morality in this, but character, Kundera is rebelling against **** in this way: escaping from the constraints of value, the measurement of standards, and standing at a height that may not be understood by everyone to respond to oppression, so Kundera looks a little cold. But there was another Czech intellectual who was very different from Kundera, his name was Havel, and he was always involved and criticized. Havel argues that as a qualified intellectual, having to sign a protest can serve at least two purposes: first, it embodies the courage of an intellectual to take responsibility in a harsh environment; Second, signatures allow imprisoned heroes to receive spiritual support and realize that they are not alone. Javier did the same in reality, signing many documents and, as a result, putting himself in prison. ”
"Looks like you've put the energy into reading Kundera."
"Don't dare to be, it's a class axe in front of you." He smiled and humbled himself.
"As you said, Kundera and Havel are Czechs. The most important catalyst in the process of domination, they chose a different way to bring society closer to the common goal of people in the big time. I remember a writer who said that a giant not only needs to possess the spiritual wealth of the sages of the past through the study of classics, not only needs to grasp the needs of human nature and the trend of history through the study of human nature and society, but also needs the understanding, support, warmth, respect, and encouragement of those flesh-and-blood people around him, and he needs courage and strength from such spiritual exchanges. Without these conditions, even the greatest person will dry up and die without being able to become great. So, I understand Javier's choice, that he is willing to sign autographs, and that he is actually sending power to the giants, and of course, this act itself makes him a giant himself. Are we going too far? Ha ha. ”
"No, don't you think our conversation is very meaningful, F4 hasn't gotten together for a long time to talk about life and the world in such depth, I'm glad to have a long talk with you tonight......" Lu Zejun just finished speaking, and coughed violently again.
I patted him on the back: "What's wrong with you, did you go to the doctor?" ”
After coughing, he took a sip of water and said excitedly: "It's okay, I've been to the hospital, chronic pharyngitis, just take some medicine, don't worry." Let's move on to the conversation. ”
"And if it were you, would you rather be Kundera or Javier?"
"Javier!"
"Are you sure?"
"Sure!" He nodded firmly.
In his eyes, I saw a strange light in the eyes of a child, just like him when he was a child, and he never changed.