Chapter 562: Stab in the Back (Medium)

"What's wrong with Runhua Industrial's car?" Hu Xiuwu was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

"Some time ago in our magic capital, the driver of a unit went out to run errands, by the way, the car of their unit was a Wrangler, driving well, and the wheels suddenly fell off inexplicably, do you say terrible?"

The wheels are off? That's a broken axle, which is a big problem. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut Hu Xiuwu always felt that something was wrong: "Is it unlikely? I think Wrangler's car is pretty good, huh? ”

The Wrangler's car itself knows, it is the foundation of the Jeep 212, but Runhua Industry has replaced the Wrangler with a more advanced and comfortable front and rear suspension system, and redesigned a good-looking shape and interior, but in general, the Runhua Wrangler is still a 212 in his bones.

212 is a very sturdy car, there is no problem on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, two months ago, I also borrowed a Wrangler in the city to write an article, I was impressed by the solid materials and comfortable ride of this car, how could such a good car casually break the shaft?

"At first, I thought it was impossible, but the reporters in the magic capital even took photos of the scene," Yang Xianghong said, taking out a few newspapers from his bag: "You see, the photos are clear." ”

And the photos?

Hu Xiuwu hurriedly took the photo to take a look, and sure enough, the photo was a Runhua Wrangler off-road vehicle with the right front wheel falling to the ground, and the rims of the car had been deformed, which looked very miserable.

However, out of the sensitivity of a media person, he immediately realized that this matter was a little wrong: first, if it was a photo taken by a reporter from the magic capital at the scene, how could this photo be in the hands of his old classmate? ; Second, look at the place where the accident occurred in the photo, it is very flat, there are no big ups and downs and potholes, the strangest thing is that although the wheel fell off and seemed to be very miserable and fell to the side, the wheel did not have a miserable appearance caused by violent friction with the ground, nor was it seriously deformed, and the condition of the body was not quite right, the situation of this car did not look like ......

Hu Xiuwu raised his head suddenly, waited for Yang Xianghong in disbelief, and said in shock: "Old Yang, you are ......?"

"Hehe......"

Yang Xianghong laughed twice, didn't say it directly, but clicked the check on the table, and persuaded seriously: "Old Hu, don't care what's going on, the Germans have taken out real money to buy advertisements in your magazines, why be so serious." ”

The speculation in his heart really turned into a fact, and Hu Xiuwu understood everything!

What a car accident, what a short shaft, this is simply a dirty thing directed and acted by the Germans and pouring dirty water on Runhua Industry!

"You...... You ......" pointed at Yang Xianghong's nose, because of excitement and disbelief, Hu Xiuwu's face turned red: "Old Yang, how can you be like this?" How could you do such a thing? ”

"Me? What did I do? Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Xianghong looked indifferent: "Lao Hu, do you want to open something, your magazine has been published for so long, and the sales of a single issue have not exceeded 5,000 copies until now, why?" Isn't it because there is no strong big company behind you to support you, if ......"

"Enough!"

Unceremoniously interrupted Yang Xianghong's words, Hu Xiuwu said bitterly: "Old Yang, you are also a media person, and the people are extremely respectful when they see our press card, why?" Because they believe that we reporters can help them, but if you look at what you're doing now, what is it? You go, I'll treat you as if you've never come. ”

Hu Xiuwu was very disappointed, he was really disappointed, he never thought that his old friend who had known him for many years would become such a person, for a little benefit, he could ignore the professional ethics that a reporter should have, and do this kind of thing that reverses black and white and refers to the deer as a horse, what about your professional ethics? What about the vows we made together when we were in college? The person in front of him suddenly made him feel very strange.

Yang Xianghong was not annoyed and angry, before he came, he obviously had already anticipated the situation he might face, his face changed slightly, and he smiled: "Lao Hu, Lao Hu, you person, I don't know what to say about you, you are still so bookish, you were like this when you were studying, I didn't expect that after working for so many years, you are still like this, you stinky temper, it really hasn't changed at all." ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my temper," Hu Xiuwu said angrily: "On the contrary, it's you, Lao Yang, you have become so unknown to me, and you actually ...... for a few dollars."

"How much money do you have left? That's a lot of money! Yang Xianghong suddenly interrupted Hu Xiuwu's words: "Do you know, what do I live in the demon capital now?" In a big house with two bedrooms and one living room, my total monthly income will not be less than 2000, you say me? On what basis do I say I? ”

Hu Xiuwu stopped talking, he looked sadly at his old classmate who seemed to be excited, but was actually annoyed and angry: It's hopeless, this guy is really hopeless.

A few decades ago, this kind of person had a nice name: "Imperial Literati", or to put it mildly, it was called a royal literati, but it was ugly, it was the dog leg of the powerful family, the pen that served the powerful, this kind of unscrupulous literati - not even to say that they were literati - used to be a group that he despised the most, but he did not expect that after so many years of graduation, his old classmates would become one of the groups he despised the most.

Yang Xianghong also realized that his actions just now were a little inappropriate, took a deep breath and adjusted his mood, before saying: "I'm sorry, old classmate, I'm out of shape, I'll give you this first, and then you think about it carefully, the public said, as long as we cooperate happily this time, they will talk about "Car Driver" as the main advertising media in the future, and the number of advertisements placed on "Car Driver" every year will not be less than 30,000, which is not a small amount of money, how much can you do with these 30,000 yuan?" You think about it again, I'll go first. That's right......"

Walking to the door, Yang Xianghong turned around and looked at Hu Xiuwu again, and said sincerely: "Old Hu, for the sake of us being old classmates, I'll tell you the truth, even if you don't agree, there will be media to cooperate in the magic capital, so you don't have any psychological pressure......"

"You let me go! Get out of here! Hu Xiuwu's eyes were red, his chest kept rising and falling, he didn't expect that how could a person be shameless and shameless to such an extent?!

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Yang Xianghong left, Hu Xiuwu was still angry, he really couldn't understand what a high-spirited young man his old classmate was back then, how did he become like this over the years? But when his eyes fell on the cash check worth 3,000 yuan on the table, Hu Xiuwu's hand suddenly trembled.

That's 3,000 yuan, and there's almost 2,000 in the back, how much can you do with these 5,000 yuan? By the way, Lao Wang's body has been uncomfortable, but the unit really can't come up with money, even if there is 1,000 yuan, Lao Wang can take a good look at his body, right? Also, the problem of rain leakage in the dormitories of the unit is quite serious, and the remaining money can not only repair the leaky dormitories, but also give everyone some benefits and benefits......

"Lao Hu, what's wrong?" Deputy editor-in-chief Fang Jiming pushed open the door, hugged the teacup and asked with a smile: "Isn't your old classmate here, I'm very happy, why did I listen to you arguing just now?" ”

"Alas...... My old classmate ......."

Hu Xiuwu sighed, wanting to say something, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to say, could he tell his old friend that his good friend had become the person he despised the most? raised his hand, but put it down dejectedly: "Forget it...... don't talk about it"

After working together for so long, Fang Jiming knows his old friend too well, whenever he looks like this, something big must have happened, and then put the big teacup made of cans and bottles on the table, and his face became serious: "It seems that something is really wrong?" ”

After hesitating for a moment, Hu Xiuwu's eyes flashed with firmness, and he nodded heavily: "Something happened, I didn't expect him to become such a person." ”

"The more I let you talk, the more confused you become, what the hell is going on?"

Hu Xiuwu sighed, remembering what had just happened, and felt a burst of anger in his heart: "What else can it be?" I didn't expect this kind of thing to come to us......"

After Hu Xiuwu finished speaking, Fang Jiming's heart was also angry, and his chest rose and fell violently: "This Yang Xianghong, do you want a little media face?" ”

Hu Xiuwu nodded: "Yes, but...... That's 5,000 yuan after all......"

Hearing this, Fang Jiming stopped talking, like Hu Xiuwu, he knew very well how much 5,000 yuan meant for "Car Driver", which had a circulation of less than 5,000 copies in a single issue, and how many difficulties it could help the unit solve: this is at least 5,000 yuan, and if the sales of the next issue of "Car Driver" set a new record and reached 6,000 copies......

On the one hand, it is to help one's unit solve real difficulties, as long as he echoes and says two words, all problems will be solved; On the one hand, there is the professional ethics and conscience of a media reporter, and he has nothing to say, and maybe he will offend the Germans because of this incident. No matter how many times he said on weekdays, "don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice" and "don't give in to power", but when this kind of thing comes to your head, whether it is Hu Xiuwu or Fang Jiming, they all find this multiple-choice question so difficult to do.

"Or ......"

After a long time, Fang Jiming raised his head and whispered to Hu Xiuwu: "Let's say hello to Runhua Industry first and see what they mean?" ”

Hu Xiuwu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Old Fang, what do you mean by this?" (To be continued.) )