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"Ladies and gentlemen, our "Hong Kong Times" has a history of nearly 50 years since its establishment, and it has an outstanding reputation, and it is definitely not an unscrupulous media." Ye Mingyu heard them insulting his newspaper like this, and hurriedly argued loudly.

"You said that you are not an unscrupulous media, so why do you publish bad words in the newspapers, and what evidence do you have?" One fan asked out loud.

"This ...... The evidence is there, and we're not talking nonsense. Ye Mingyu hurriedly explained.

"Since there is evidence, then come out, otherwise it is slander, it is slander, and you are unscrupulous media!" Everyone heard him say this, and they reached out together to ask for the truth.

Ye Mingyu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard it, there is no substantive evidence now, there are no photos or videos, otherwise the newspaper would have been published a long time ago, so why wait until now.

But he knew his report should be true. In fact, every media in Hong Kong knows a little bit of Han Jin's Fengliu rhyme, because Hong Kong is a very small city, everyone looks up and doesn't look down, what can they hide from others? !

It's just that Han Jin did a good job in public relations before, and his media relations were very good, so the report about his scandal has not been reported.

But everyone knows what everyone knows, but there is really no real evidence. After all, it is impossible for anyone to take photos of their bed, and it is impossible for anyone to force Han Jin to admit it.

"This ...... This ......" Ye Mingyu couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

"Oh, if you can't prove it, you're lying!" "It's hard to be fair!" "Unscrupulous media should close their doors as soon as possible!" The crowd roared again.

Chen Zhengyang saw that the president was hesitant, standing there with a red face and unable to speak, and couldn't help but glance at it with disdain, "You also said that you want to communicate with readers, just like you, you stutter when you speak." Communicate with a fart! ”

"Guys, how can we talk nonsense without evidence......" he stepped forward and said loudly.

"If you have evidence, take it out, what are you doing hiding it?" Someone in the crowd immediately interrupted him.

"Everyone. We do have proof, and we at the Hong Kong Times are senior media outlets. With decades of credibility, of course, it can't be nonsense. It's just that we have to keep the informant secret, so we can't show the evidence for the time being. Chen Zhengyang said.

"You can't take it out if you say it's confidential, but if you don't take it out, who knows if what you say is true or not!" Someone immediately retorted.

"Yes, I said I was your father, and I had real evidence, but in order to help your mother keep it secret. I can't give it to you, but I'm really your old bean, stupid boy! Someone laughed and teased, making everyone present laugh.

Chen Zhengyang was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he couldn't speak. In the final analysis, there is still a lack of confidence, and if there is real evidence, it will be taken out immediately, and there will be no need to bother.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but hate the president Ye Mingyu and listened to him earlier. Call the police and drive these people away. If you have to run down to communicate with the reader, it's just an idiot!

"Now it seems that there is really little hope for this newspaper to have such an idiot president. And the authorities who are so idiots, what are they still doing here? Chen Zhengyang couldn't help but think.

In the past two days, Yu Zheng of Yongsheng Entertainment has been in contact with him and wants to invite him to Yongsheng for development. But Chen Zhengyang has been in the "Hong Kong Times" for decades, and to be honest, he has already had a deep feeling.

And he still has three years left, and he has reached the age of retirement, and he will be able to get a pension at that time, so he really doesn't want to leave here.

But as it stands. It's hard to say whether the Hong Kong Times will last another three years. At that time, if it collapses in less than three years, then your pension will be directly lost.

comparatively. It's better to go to Yongsheng and give it a try. The salary given there is high, and I heard that Han Jin is a little bit more popular. But it's still pretty good for subordinates.

After making up his mind, Chen Zhengyang didn't want to care about the "Hong Kong Times" anymore. These people will make trouble, anyway, it doesn't have much to do with me.

"Everyone, we do have real evidence, and I guarantee it with my Ye someone's reputation!" Ye Mingyu stood up and said loudly, "I have been a member of the Legislative Council, I am a member of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, I am a ......"

"Shut up!" "You're eating!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard someone in the crowd scolding, and then he saw a black man throw at him.

Ye Mingyu didn't have time to hide, he was directly smashed in the face, and suddenly felt a foul smell, and wiped it in front of him with his hand, and suddenly he almost vomited in disgust. It turned out that someone wrapped a piece of in a newspaper and threw it over, and then looked at the newspaper was their "Hong Kong Times".

Ye Mingyu couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed, feeling embarrassed.

And when everyone saw that he was covered with a piece of on his face, they couldn't help laughing.

"Hong Kong Times" changed its name to "Hong Kong News", let's go eat!" Someone took the opportunity to shout loudly, and at the same time, lumps of were wrapped in newspapers and smashed over, as if they were a "rain of".

This is a common trick used by Hong Kong black X clubs to collect debts, and if any company or person owes money and does not pay it back, they will send them a piece of poop and let them "eat".

This time, Han Jin borrowed from He Shenghe to fix the "Hong Kong Times", and these gangsters used this trick, and it worked wonders immediately.

In a matter of moments, there was a pile of feces piled up at the entrance of the "Hong Kong Times" building, emitting a foul smell that passers-by couldn't help but pinch their noses, not to mention the reporters working inside

Seeing this, Ye Mingyu and Chen Zhengyang were also so frightened that they hid in the newspaper office for a long time.

"Damn, Han Jin is really too deceitful, he dares to do this to me, I will definitely fight him to the end." Ye Mingyu cursed loudly, accidentally eating in his mouth, and it was even more disgusting.

He has never suffered such humiliation since he was a child, and in public, he was thrown a piece of on his face, which was extremely humiliating, and Sven swept the floor.

If you don't retaliate and go back, how can you make him willing.

"The president's matter is a spontaneous act of fans, and it may not have anything to do with Han Jin." Chen Zhengyang said.

"Hmph, if his fans do something wrong, they naturally have to settle accounts with him, do we deserve to be unlucky?" Ye Mingyu scolded.

"President, in my opinion, forget it. Han Jin has more money than us and is more famous than us, we can't fight him. Chen Zhengyang finally persuaded.

"Even if you can't fight, you have to fight it, otherwise how can I get this evil breath?" Ye Mingyu said unwillingly.

Chen Zhengyang saw that he was so stubborn that he couldn't listen to other people's opinions at all, so he shook his head helplessly, but he had already made up his mind in his heart. (To be continued)

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