Rong Zixiao was on his way to the office of the "Damei Evening News". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He remembered hearing Jiang Yuerong say that she would go to the newspaper every Tuesday to meet with Editor-in-Chief Zhu. It's Tuesday, and if you can, you might be able to see her.

Rong Zixiao rolled down the window a little. The cold wind is howling, occupying the warm space in the car little by little. He shuddered, put up the collar of his coat, and opened the window wider.

It seems that only by letting the cold wind blow can you keep a clear head. Because there was always such a foggy thing in front of him, chaotic and entangled, which disturbed him in peace.

The mother did not answer her question directly. Maybe she didn't expect that after she took over the company, she would find a problem in such a short period of time, and she was not mentally prepared. Perhaps, she herself does not have an answer.

After all, the company has always been run by my father. My mother only had a general idea of the company. Most of her time and energy is focused on her family. And my father died suddenly, so I am afraid that I may not have a comprehensive explanation for my mother.

It's just that, looking at her state, she doesn't look like she doesn't know at all. Is she, like herself, also half-understood? Rong Zixiao shook his head. And what about Big Brother? As the eldest son, did his father ever reveal something to him that others didn't know, so he now had to sort out the family property? The eldest brother has always lived a better life and has higher requirements, but he has never been extravagant. Moreover, his income from writing and teaching over the years is not low, and he is not short of money. But why does he have to make a fuss about his family property, and even go against his family?

All the questions haunted him, and his mood was like the weather at the moment, dark clouds covered the sky, and the clouds were overcast. In fact, in recent years, life has already shown a cruel side to him. For him, every day is no longer sunny, and the carefree of the past has long been lost. But with only his enthusiasm and sincerity, in the face of any difficulties and choices, he can always muster up the courage, shake up his spirit, and fight again. And recently, he realized that the only thing he can't and can't change is family affection. Here, it is precisely because of the deep and irreplaceable feelings entangled in it that it becomes so complicated, so that he has a sense of failure and frustration from time to time.

I don't know when he was in a bad mood, he wanted to see Jiang Yuerong. It seems that only by seeing her peaceful, calm face will my irritable mood calm down a little. And I have to say, he was lucky. Just as he parked the car on the side of the road, he saw Jiang Yuerong walking out from the newspaper office.

Jiang Yuerong was wearing a camel-colored coat today, with a wide belt tied around her waist casually, but she looked more and more slender and slender. Unlike in the past, she wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, held a few books in her hands, and looked like a schoolgirl with a bookish air. As she walked, she smiled goodbye to the newspaper staff, the corners of her mouth curled like a crescent moon. Rong Zixiao looked at her from such a distance, and felt that his mood was peaceful and tranquil in an instant.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" on the other side of the road, and then there were "jingles", "hammers", and "crackles", accompanied by the screams of women, the screams of men, and the howls of injured people.

Rong Zixiao moved his gaze across the road, where there was the newspaper office of the Zhongmei Daily, and an American flag was hanging in front of the newspaper. By this time, the door of the newspaper office had been smashed. A few little hooligans, with iron rods in their hands, were rushing in. Seeing people beating people, seeing things and smashing things, a picture of the momentum of not bulldozing the newspaper and vowing not to stop.

A man in his thirties stood at the door of the newspaper office, wearing an open-chested black shirt and trousers, a hat crooked on his head, a cigarette in his mouth, and two iron eggs in his palm. He shouted to the door, "Smash, don't have a single thing left, smash everything for me!" ”

Someone in the newspaper office limped out of each other's arms, still bleeding from their faces. When he saw it, he triumphantly went up to make up for the kick, and scolded: "Stinky pen, see if you dare to write anything in the future!" In your newspaper, you have to have a good idea of what should and shouldn't be published. If I don't teach you some lessons, I don't think you can remember! ”

Someone on the street heard movement and stopped. The man immediately looked over vigilantly, and said with a threatening tone: "What to see, what to see?" I'm impatient with life, and I want to hang up some color, right? ”

For a while, there was only the sound of smashing things and swearing, and people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Stop, stop!" It's a woman's voice!

How could there be such a bold woman?! People followed the sound and looked at it, only to see a woman with black-rimmed glasses and a camel-colored coat, thin and thin, but she had a firm and calm temperament. This person is Jiang Yuerong!

The hooligan leader was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that it was a young lady who was full of student spirit, he couldn't help pouting contemptuously and said, "Little girl, don't be nosy, if you think about it, go away quickly!" ”

"Who are you? Why do you hit people indiscriminately? Why do you want to smash the newspaper store? Just because someone published an article that offended you? Don't you know what freedom of speech is? Jiang Yuerong did not retreat, and said every word was true, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura. I really don't know where this energy comes from for her thin body.

"yes. It's so unreasonable. Some onlookers got closer and spoke out.

"This gentleman!" The speaker was Zhu Editor-in-Chief of the "Damei Evening News", who hurried over when he heard the movement, and when he saw this situation, he said with righteous words in grief: "This is a public concession, and it has its own national law. It is really repugnable that you are committing such a gangster act in broad daylight! I've called the police! I advise you to leave immediately. If you continue to behave like this, I'm afraid ......"

"I'm afraid of what?" The man laughed, obviously not afraid: "I'll tell you that I'm going to smash it here today." If I don't finish smashing it, I won't leave! Hmph, a bad old man, a little girl, think you can bluff me? Alarm? You're so nosy! Do you know what happens to being nosy? ”

The man took two steps forward, and he was about to stretch out his hand to push Jiang Yuerong and Editor-in-Chief Zhu. After all, he is a man with five big and three rough, standing beside the gentle and elegant Jiang Yuerong and Editor-in-Chief Zhu, his face is more and more hideous and terrifying. The two of them, a young woman and an old man, although they were both fearless, but under the cold wind hunting, they were so thin and thin that it was difficult not to arouse the pity of the onlookers.