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The next day, Song Shuang came to the Blue Saillin Western Restaurant by the Huaijiang River as promised, Ling Zijie and Zhu Pengpeng had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw her coming, they quipped: "The big reporter is late, and he wants to be punished for drinking." ”

Song Shuang smiled: "Don't be sarcastic, I'm an intern reporter, not as good as your Ling Zijie, a deputy director-level news spokesperson, and a celebrity in front of Mayor Liu." ”

After some jokes and ridicule, Song Shuang sat down, Ling Zijie handed over the menu and asked: "What do you want to eat, order it yourself, the charcoal-grilled pork neck here is good, and the German flavor is very authentic." ”

Song Shuang flipped through the menu and said, "Whatever, I'll eat whatever you eat, hey, what do you take?" It looks like your birthday is far away. ”

Zhu Pengpeng has a big box behind him, and he is tied with a ribbon, which looks like a gift.

"It's a gift for you." Zhu Pengpeng held the box over and said with a smile: "The good thing you dream of, open it and take a look." ”

Song Shuang smiled: "It won't be a handsome guy, no, this box is so small, Guo Jingming can't get into it, so what could it be?" ”

Zhu Pengpeng and Ling Zijie both laughed and said nothing.

Song Shuang opened the box and was stunned, inside was a row of lenses for Nikon SLR cameras, wide-angle fixed focus, wide-angle zoom, telephoto zoom, telephoto fixed focus, macro, tilt shift, anti-shake, dazzling.

"Drug abuse ruined my life, SLR poor three generations, Shuang'er, this gift has poured out all my net worth." Zhu Pengpeng was heartbroken.

"Peng Peng, you are so good, you deserve to be my good sister." Song Shuang was carried away by the excitement, she is a journalism student, loves photography, and her family conditions are not bad, so she has been playing SLR for some years, but the photographic equipment is too expensive, and many professional lenses can't afford it, and now her dream has come true, it's like putting a table full of fish and meat in front of a wild cat who has been hungry for three days, how can she not be excited.

"With a full set of lenses, you have to take good photos to repay me." Zhu Pengpeng and Song Shuangmo twice, the sisters sat down side by side, and squeezed Ling Zijie aside.

"Yes, yes, look at my work." Song Shuang took out a stack of photographs from his backpack to show them, Ling Zijie looked at a few, and pretended to exaggerate and praised: "Poison, virtue, master, learn!" ”

Song Shuang laughed: "You are also an equipment party?" ”

Ling Zijie said: "I'm not an equipment party, I'm a journalist, we are peers, but we are not enemies, we are good friends." ”

Zhu Pengpeng said: "Come on, don't be close to our family, you are not a reporter now, you are a civil servant, and you are different from our ordinary people." ”

Song Shuang was busy taking pictures, changing to a prime lens to take pictures of Cai, she used a Nikon D8OOE SLR camera, the body alone is more than 20,000 yuan, and it was sponsored by her father Song Jianfeng, counting on her own salary, she couldn't even afford the lens cover.

The meal was very happy, and when eating dessert after the meal, Song Shuang asked, "Peng Peng, is it okay to lend me these shots for a month?" ”

Zhu Pengpeng's eyes widened: "It's for you." ”

Song Shuang didn't believe it, the total price of these shots was hundreds of thousands, although Zhu Pengpeng had a good family background and was also best friends with himself, it was impossible to give such a heavy gift.

Ling Zijie hinted at Zhu Pengpeng with his eyes and asked her to talk less.

Song Shuang was vigilant, there must be something greasy in this, she asked tightly: "What the hell is going on, I won't want it if I don't make it clear." ”

Ling Zijie originally wanted Song Shuang to accept these shots and use ten days and half a month to talk about it, but since Song Shuang asked, he would tell the truth.

"That's right, someone asked me to beg your subordinates to be merciful, and these shots are their thoughts."

"Who?" Song Shuang immediately thought of Yan Zhizhong, but she couldn't think of how Yan Zhizhong and Ling Zijie could be hooked.

"It's Secretary Yan of Wangdong District, he's been scorched by you recently, hehe." Ling Zijie said with a smile, "Song Shuang, you are really a heroine among women, and the secretary of the district party committee at the deputy department level has raised his hand and begged for mercy." ”

Song Shuang removed the lens from the camera, put it back in the box, and pushed it back: "I'm sorry, I can't ask for this." ”

Zhu Pengpeng was anxious: "Shuang'er, you are stupid, you have a few fewer Weibo posts, these shots are yours, this is not considered bribery, we don't say it, no one knows, besides, what is the benefit of you offending Yanzhi, and the TV station will not give you a salary increase." ”

Song Shuang said: "I am just doing my duty as a citizen and a journalist, cracking down on corruption and promoting righteousness. ”

Ling Zijie smiled meaningfully and shook his head, as if he was very dissatisfied with Song Shuangyi's strict words.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Shuang asked.

"I laugh at you for being naïve." Ling Zijie shook his head, "Our country has its own unique national conditions, we must allow leading cadres to be moderately corrupt, we would rather be a corrupt but capable cadre, not an incorruptible and incompetent cadre, my country is in the channel of economic development, from the historical trajectory, any country at this stage will inevitably have corruption problems." ”

Song Shuang sneered: "Ling Zijie, I thought you were at a very high level, but I didn't expect to be on the same level as the guy who held the frisbee, you usually subscribe to the global newspaper?" ”

Ling Zijie said: "Yan Zhizhong is a corrupt official, but he has also done a lot of practical things over the years, you knocked him down, a new cadre came up, who knows if it is more greedy, we are the lesser of two evils, besides, you are a girl, it's not good to make too many enemies, let's assume that if your father is not Song Jianfeng, do you think you can continue to work in the TV station?" Do you think you can still sit here? ”

Song Shuang was silent.

Zhu Pengpeng cautiously persuaded: "Shuang'er, Zijie is for your good, just eat and have fun at the girl's house, what kind of anti-corruption fighter should you be." ”

Ling Zijie continued to persuade bitterly: "Song Shuang, in fact, I admire your character, once upon a time, I was just like you, full of ambition and wanted to change the world, but after countless encounters, I am wrong, the progress of the times does not depend on individual efforts, but a natural evolution process, maybe our country's system is not the best, but it is the most suitable for this nation, this era, your ideas are good, but the approach is too direct and simple, the years are long, life is long, and look at it, You'll know I'm right. ”

Song Shuang said: "You are the champion of the International College Debate Tournament, I can't talk about you, but I am already doing this thing, I won't give up halfway, I can't ask for the camera, thank you for your meal, goodbye." ”

Zhu Pengpeng was anxious, stood up and persuaded: "Shuang'er, don't go." ”

Song Shuang said: "The Tao is different, and we don't talk about work in the future, we are still good friends." ”

Zhu Pengpeng hung his head in frustration, watched Song Shuang leave, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, you made my good sister angry." ”

Ling Zijie sighed: "Song Shuang has never suffered hardships, she doesn't know the hardships of society, and she makes enemies everywhere, she is making trouble for her father." ”

……

In the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, Ma Ling was undergoing the first skin grafting operation, Liu Handong sat in the corridor and waited quietly, he hadn't laughed for a long time, and the whole person had lost weight.

The operation took six to eight hours, it was long and difficult, Liu Handong couldn't sit still, went to the garden to smoke, and suddenly the mobile phone rang, sharp and piercing, making people irritable, why didn't I think this ringtone was so ugly before.

Liu Handong was even more upset when he saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, and pressed the call button to scold the other party, but heard a suppressed cry.

"Is it a knife, what's wrong with your sister!" Liu Handong threw away the cigarette and jumped up from the edge of the flower bed.

"Xiao Min is gone." Knife said with a sob.

"Where's it, the ward, I'll be there shortly." Liu Handong hung up the phone and ran into the hospital building, the elevator was overcrowded, he simply ran over the stairs, and when he entered the ward, he saw the inner bed with a curtain, and the knife stood in front of the bed, his shoulders shaking.

Seeing Liu Handong come in, he wiped his tears and said, "Just now my sister said that she wanted to eat some canned oranges, so I went downstairs to buy them, and she fell asleep when she came back......"

Liu Handong walked over and saw Xiao Min lying on the hospital bed, skinny, with no head, his eyes slightly open, and his long eyelashes seemed to be flickering.

What a good child, it's gone like this, Liu Handong pressed Xiaodao's shoulder to comfort him, but his tears filled his eyes.

"Brother, my sister is gone, and I'm left alone." The knife suddenly howled and cried.

The brother and sister have a hard life, no father and no mother, they depend on each other, and now the younger sister has also passed away, leaving Xiaodao alone, this pain is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

This is a tumor ward, dead people are very common, patients come to comfort the knife, doctors and nurses also come in, miss the heartbeat, look at the pupils, and confirm the death.

Suddenly, a few people came in the ward, men and women, well-dressed, and the man with glasses who took the lead asked, "Who is Li Min's family?" ”

The knife came up: "I am." ”

"We are from the Flying Foundation Charity, this is Li Min's medical aid money, please sign it." The man with glasses handed over the signature book, the female assistant prepared the cash check, and the other held up the camera.

The knife snatched the check, tore it to pieces in three or two, and yelled: "Get out! ”

"How do you curse." The man with glasses pushed his glasses and asked unhappily.

"I'm going to beat you again!" The knife swung into his fist, so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, ran into the corridor and muttered, and only when they saw the corpse truck in the morgue come up did they realize that they were very bored and left.

Liu Handong picked up the crumbs of the check, which read, "Yuan" and "Yuan".

The Flying Fund has gathered so much money, the most prosperous section of the river, the perennial advertising of the Flying Fund, various charity bazaars, cocktail parties, golf parties, etc. are held every month, universities, primary and secondary schools, enterprises and institutions, there are donation boxes for the Flying Fund, and the public service advertisements broadcast by the TV station are overwhelming, gentle mothers educate their children, save money to buy toys, donate to sick children, donate to the lonely elderly, and so on, the list goes on, but so much money has been raised, but it is difficult to put it until Xiaomin dies, Only then did they send a pitiful 5,000 yuan, 5,000 yuan, which is a drop in the bucket for patients with malignant tumors.

Flying Fund, there must be a problem, after cutting off several of Liu Fei's black hands, he will attack the Flying Fund!