"Editor-in-chief, this is a frame-up, that intern reporter didn't say that in the first place!" Stanley stood in the editor-in-chief's office, his forehead sweating slightly, trying to explain it all to the editor-in-chief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He never thought that the guy named Zhao Guangmin would say such a thing, if he hadn't mentioned Andrew's racist tendencies in the first place, Stanley wouldn't have paid attention to this issue at all!

Editor-in-chief Evan was undeniable and said, "Do you have the evidence to prove yourself?" ”

"This ......" Stanley was speechless, he really didn't have any evidence, and what made him panic the most was that when he contacted Zhao Guangmin early in the morning, he couldn't be contacted, and even his former colleagues didn't know where he went.

With a pen in his hand, Evan tapped the desktop softly, a snapping sound echoing through the office.

For him, the more scoops, the better, and even more so the verbal battles, which can increase the sales and popularity of the newspaper, even if it is accused of defamation.

But when it comes to compiling fake news, colluding with interviewees to fake topics, these are not tolerated.

For a newspaper, it is possible to take a firm stand, or even to tout a criminal who has committed a heinous crime, as long as the readers like it, everything is not a problem, but there is only one bottom line that cannot be touched, and that is the authenticity of the news!

Fake news, even if it is fabricated, can be fatal to a newspaper.

It's about integrity, it's a minefield in journalism!

Especially the fake news that has been exposed!

Evan can already imagine what the newspaper will face next: readers' condemnation, Andrew's relentless pursuit, public criticism, and a long lawsuit......

"Mr. Evan, please believe me, although I am just an ordinary reporter, I have never given up on my bottom line." Stanley said sincerely.

"I know." Editor-in-chief Evan said quietly, "I have known you, hardworking, hard-working, you are a very qualified journalist, all along, you just lacked an opportunity, and now your opportunity has come, but unfortunately, it has been messed up." ”

Stanley didn't know how he got out of the editor-in-chief's office, his dejected soul was in stark contrast to the high-spirited spirit of the previous days, and his newspaper colleagues cast sympathetic or mocking glances at him, especially when Franks walked past him with his head held high, the guy snorted with deliberate disdain, and his expression was unabashedly gloating.

Editor-in-chief Evan didn't say how to deal with the matter, just asked Stanley to go back to work first.

But this is equivalent to being beaten into the cold palace!

Editor-in-chief Evan sat in his office, his brows furrowed, his hands still subconsciously tapping the table with a pen, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

It was Franks who entered, and he said hello to Editor-in-Chief Evan before sitting down on the couch, a much more casual supervisor than Stanley when facing Editor-in-Chief.

"So, did you see the Washington Post this morning?"

Franks nodded, tried to suppress his smug emotions, pretended to be heavy and said: "I didn't expect Stanley to come up with such a method in order to get on top, there is no professional ethics at all, and the stupidest thing is that he was exposed!" ”

"You also think Stanley made up fake news and bribed that intern reporter?" Editor-in-Chief Evan stared at Franks with deep eyes and asked, "Ten thousand dollars, don't you think that's too high?" ”

Franks was flustered for a moment, but quickly disguised it, and he tried to respond to the editor-in-chief's gaze, saying, "Mr. Evan, that's not the point, is it?" It doesn't matter what we think of Stanley, what matters is what the reader thinks, and now that Andrew and that trainee reporter are there, everyone will think that Stanley is a fake, and Andrew obviously wants to direct the fire to our newspaper, and he is not satisfied with cleaning up Stanley alone! ”

Editor-in-Chief Evan didn't speak, he knew that Franks and Stanley didn't get along, and he knew that Franks wanted to take this opportunity to kill Stanley, and he knew better that Franks was right.

Whether or not Stanley did it, it doesn't matter to the newspaper anymore.

Andrew has witnesses and testimonies, which can easily guide the direction of public opinion, and if it is not handled well, it will definitely be a fatal blow to the newspaper.

Unless you can get that intern reporter to retract his confession!

But it is clear that Andrew will not let people find Zhao Guangmin easily.

Even if Zhao Guangmin reappears in the future, the New York Evening News can't afford to wait.

……………………………………………………

New York Evening News office building, lobby.

Stanley hugged a cardboard box and walked out in despair.

Shortly after Franks and Evan's editor-in-chief met, Stanley received a notice of dismissal and had to leave the newspaper in disgrace.

In fact, after seeing today's "Washington Post", Stanley had already expected this result, but he still had illusions, fantasizing that the editor-in-chief of Evan would support him for his recent job, even if he was refrigerated and ordered to take a vacation, he could accept it.

Only the announcement made by Franks in front of all his colleagues made Stanley very uncomfortable.

It made him feel betrayed and humiliated.

But there is no way, in this case to be fired, he can't get the termination money!

At the entrance of the newspaper office, Stanley stood there and looked around blankly, the Manhattan afternoon sun shining on his face from the gap in the skyscraper, a little dazzling, thinking of his wife and children at home, heavy mortgage and insurance, Stanley felt that his life was gray.

People came and went past him, few people even wanted to look at him more, the air here was impatient, entry and resignation, not worth paying attention to everyone, only a few colleagues who knew Stanley, and gave him a cold look.

Not far away, under the steps, there was a poorly dressed, bearded man, who was looking at the security guard at the gate, hesitating and not daring to move forward, he was so honored, no security guard would allow him to enter any office building, this man obviously understood this, he tried to stop the people walking by, but no one was willing to deal with him, some people avoided it, and some people thought they didn't see it.

Just as he was about to give up, he spotted Stanley standing on the steps.

Although it seemed that Stanley was a little distracted, the man was still ready to try it, he slowly moved over, and it could be seen that his right leg was a little lame, and it was not easy to walk, but he still moved up the steps step by step.

"Hello sir, is the New York Evening News here?" The man asked quietly.

Stanley turned his head to look at the old man with gray hair and beard, and nodded, "That's right." ”

"Then ...... you" The man looked at the cardboard box in Stanley's hand, and the various miscellaneous items in the cardboard box, coupled with the lost look on his face, anyone could tell that he was a guy who had been swept away, "Do you know that there is a reporter named Stanley in the newspaper?" ”

"Stanley?"

Stanley quietly took a step back and asked, "Do you have something to do with him?" ”

The man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his right hand, revealing a blue object in his hand, and said, "I have something I want to give him." ”

Stanley looked at the thing in the other party's hand and was stunned for a moment.

After being a journalist for so many years, he is so familiar with this little thing, and now he still has two in the carton in his hand.

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