Chapter 162: Huge Sums of Money

Luo Qianfan secretly blamed when he saw it: "Alas, arrogant, arrogant, are you crazy?" It's all mixed in, and I don't understand anything, how do you have a showdown? Even a new journalist wouldn't make such a mistake, so how can you be arrogant and make such a mistake? ”

But it was already late, and the moment she took out her camera, there was chaos in the reception room: "Reporter, she's a reporter......"

As soon as Luo Qianfan gritted his teeth, the showdown will be a showdown, and if the secret visit fails, he will visit openly. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Things are here, in broad daylight, what else can you do with reporters?

Originally, the general manager was full of smiles, but when he saw the camera, his face was stretched by two feet, he gritted his teeth, and shouted at both sides: "Who put the reporter in?" Snatch her camera. ”

A few people went up and twisted the arrogant arm, and snatched the camera away. arrogantly rushed up to grab it: "Give me back the camera, you break the law and discipline, beat reporters, and snatch the camera, I will definitely expose you." ”

How could Luo Qianfan stay out of the matter: "Give me back your camera, you are breaking the law." ”

The general manager took a look: "By the way, this guy is also a reporter, search if he has a camera on him." ”

"What are you going to do? The deceased is great, what's wrong with us speaking for the deceased, the company's senior management is strong! Adulterous subordinates, you will be punished for harboring the same sin as him. ”

"Don't do that." Several company managers rushed up, snatched Luo Qianfan's leather bag, opened it, snatched Luo Qianfan's spare camera, flipped through it again, and there were several books in it, which were useless, and threw them on the conference table next to them, but they didn't throw them in place, and the leather bag fell to the ground. Luo Qianfan didn't pick it up, but took advantage of people's inattention and kicked under the table with his heel.

The subordinate handed over the camera searched from Luo Qianfan to the general manager surnamed Deng: "Mr. Deng, he also has a camera!" ”

The general manager's face was pale, he turned on the switch and looked at it, but he didn't take a photo. Still, the face is ugly.

He ordered a subordinate: "You receive the family first, and I have to talk to two reporters." Let's go, let's go, come and sit in my office. ”

Someone came to pull Luo Qianfan, but Luo Qianfan couldn't break free: "Don't pull me, I won't go, we want to be with our families!" I'm going to listen to you negotiate, I'm going to see what you do with them? People are victims, you touch your conscience, what will happen to you if this thing is out of you? Your surname is Deng, Mr. Deng, you have to be fifty years younger depending on your age, and your child is almost this old, won't you compare your heart to your heart? What does the murderer have to do with you? ”

"That's it," Gao Ao echoed, "I advise you to call the police to finish the matter quickly, there is a king in the world, and you should not make a big deal about small things, lest you regret it." ”

"I said it all, it's a misunderstanding! Well, let's go to my office and talk about something, okay? I have many journalist friends, but I have never seen you like this, and you actually use our sympathy for the families of the deceased to get in and talk about morality? ”

A guy who protects the murderer is actually moral! made Luo Qianfan angry, and he slapped the table with an imposing attitude: "You talk to us about morality, what qualifications do you have to talk about morality?" This old couple suffered the pain of losing their daughter, and you controlled them and didn't let them call the police, this is your morality? You shield the murderers, keep the media out, and trample on the public's right to know, is this your morality? You snatch our cameras and cover up the truth, that's your morality? At this point, I tell you frankly, I am a reporter from Hongcheng Metropolis Daily, she is a reporter from Hongcheng Evening News, since we are here, we must report the truth, unless you kill us here. ”

Luo Qianfan's momentum calmed many people, and the general manager surnamed Deng was extremely embarrassed. He barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face:

"Brother, you misunderstood what I meant, I mean to say, I have a lot of reporter friends, and I am willing to make friends with reporters, if you want to come to the interview and tell me, you are under the banner of family members, I am afraid that the hospitality will not be good for you. Well, you two should come to my office and sit down for a while, and I'll tell you what happened, okay? Shouldn't you, as reporters, listen to the opinions of both sides? ”

"If you want to say it, it's right here."

"Say it here? The other key party is not here, he is in my office, he is wronged and does not dare to come, so you go with me first, listen to what he says, and then come back to listen to what the family members say, do you think this will work? ”

Luo Qianfan looked at Luo Qianfan proudly, and looked at Luo Qianfan proudly. Gao arrogant said: "Let's just go with him, can we still eat it?" ”

"Well, let's hear what they have to say."

Luo Qianfan and Gao Ao were just about to leave, the family members of the deceased all gathered around, and the father of the deceased took Luo Qianfan's hand: "Comrade reporter, you can't listen to them, my daughter was forced to death by Jixiang, Jixiang is the nephew of the chairman, they won't speak for my daughter, our family can only rely on you, you have to make decisions for us, I kneel down for you." ”

The father of the deceased burst into tears, bent his knees and wanted to kneel, but was stopped by Luo Qianfan: "Uncle, don't worry, we as reporters can't call the shots, but we will definitely uphold justice, tell the truth, and announce the truth to the world!" ”

Gao Ao also said: "You can rest assured, it can't be fake, it can't be fake, we will definitely give you an explanation, we are not alone, we have Hongcheng Evening News and Hongcheng Metropolis Daily behind us to support justice!" ”

Luo Qianfan gave a thumbs up to the arrogant, this is hard to say!

Luo Qianfan and Gao Hao followed General Manager Deng to his office. But there was no one else in the office, and the so-called auspiciousness was not in his office.

"Mr. Deng, where is the mascot?"

"Hey, that's it, it was still there just now, what about people? Maybe I left beforehand. ”

"Mr. Deng, this is not interesting, Jixiang is suspected of a major crime, I am afraid it will not be good for you if you let him go!"

"I said it was a misunderstanding!"

"In that case, do you know more? We're not a police officer, we're not here to handle a case, we're here to do an interview, so please tell me what you know, and if possible, take us to the scene of the incident. ”

"It's easy to say, it's okay, there's something going on over there, let's hurry up, introduce the case and see the scene at the same time, you can send one person to follow me to see the scene, and the other person stays, and I will introduce the situation, is this okay?"

Luo Qianfan and Gao Ao exchanged glances, and Gao Ao said: "You give me back the camera, I'll go to see the scene and take photos, it's best for us to see the remains of the deceased, okay Mr. Deng?" ”

"Okay, no problem, we have no reservations about journalists." General Manager Deng readily agreed. Gao arrogant said: "Qianfan, in that case, you stay and listen to Mr. Deng's introduction, and I will go with them." ”

"Okay, there you go." Luo Qianfan didn't think much about it and agreed.

General Manager Deng pulled his subordinates aside and said a few words, and the man left with arrogance, leaving only General Manager Deng and Luo Qianfan in the office.

"Comrade reporter, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Luo."

"Oh, reporter Luo, wait a minute, I'll go to the property room next to me, I'll come when I go, at most minutes, please wait."

"Okay, I'll wait as long as I want."

General Manager Deng went, and after a while, he came over with a bulging woven bag, closed the door with his backhand, opened the woven bag, and gently pushed it in front of Luo Qianfan: "Brother, make a friend, raise your hand, and let us go, this is a little meaning......

Luo Qianfan glanced into his backpack, and his heart suddenly beat faster: "A bag full of money, a bundle of 100 yuan bills, to say less, there are 200,000 yuan." (To be continued.) )