Tong Feifei, as the party concerned, could only sigh helplessly when she learned the news, only glanced at the latest number of replies on Weibo, and then turned off her mobile phone directly.

His acting career has come to an end.

Ending in the most glorious time can be regarded as a kind of homecoming.

But originally, the news was to be announced at a press conference a week later.

Before that, the only people who knew about this matter were themselves, Chengqiang, Chengquan and agents.

Chengquan is already like that, so naturally he is not in the mood to release the news, and it will not spread so quickly.

As for the agent, his own affairs are announced, and his golden job is gone, and he can earn a week is a week, so he will not do such a loss-making thing.

"Brother Qiang, it's you." Tong Feifei put down her chopsticks and gently pushed Cheng Qiang, "It's spread now, I'm going to turn off my phone, otherwise the phone will blow up." ”

"Well, it's me." Cheng Qiang didn't deny it at all, he carefully cut a large piece of lamb chops, "The matter has been decided, there is no need to delay." ”

"Are you afraid I'll run away?" Tong Feifei smiled helplessly.

Cheng Qiang turned his head and forked the lamb chops with a fork: "I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you, I'm afraid you are too nostalgic for the career of the showbiz, but here, it's a greater cause." ”

"That's what you are." Tong Feifei snatched the fork from Cheng Qiang's hand and personally sent the lamb chops into Cheng Qiang's mouth, "The meat that enters the mouth has to be mended." ”

At one o'clock, Tong Feifei's official Weibo announced its closure.

A simple thing reflects the overwhelming advantage of online media.

In less than two hours, it is enough to spread all over the country. And on the Internet, the cost is almost zero. Evening newspapers and daily newspapers were finalized and printed early, so they had to be delayed by a day.

For traditional paper media, the speed cannot be compared, and it can only rely on depth.

At 1:30 p.m., Lin Qiang received an urgent call from Wang Wenjun after lunch.

"I received your gift." Lin Qiang picked up the phone and shouted, "Do you dare to remind me in advance!" I unpacked it in front of the whole bank! ”

"Ha Lu Ha!" Wang Wenjun laughed, "It was supposed to be sent to the dormitory." But I'm afraid you're not here. The address is still filled in with the bank. ”

"My God......" Lin Qiang patted his head and said, "Okay, I'll go back and try it, it feels so disgusting." ”

"Don't be funny. Get down to business. Wang Wenjun hurriedly said. Tong Feifei's matter. You know it. ”

"Hmm." Lin Qiang nodded, feeling an ominous premonition.

"The editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief of our entertainment section called me continuously and wanted me to publish a manuscript about starting a family." Wang Wenjun said helplessly. "It's urgent, and I want it at night."

"What do you mean?" Lin Qiang was puzzled, "There are so many people in your newspaper, is the boss looking for you as a resident reporter?" ”

"It's not all because of you!" Wang Wenjun scolded with a smile, "There are changes in the family, and the matter of becoming the chairman of Jijing Bank before Chengquan is naturally concerned, and many people have noticed that not long ago he was suddenly replaced by Chen Xingyuan, I don't know where he went, ask a little, don't you know that Chengquan and you don't deal with it!" You must have insight into the big picture, right? ”

"It's already dug so deep...... Lin Qiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Wait, how do you know about me and Chengquan." ”

"I have super eyeliner!"

"Okay......"

"Honestly, you can help with this matter or not." Wang Wenjun said tentatively, "It's just ...... The leader over there said that if I could come out with an exclusive report, I could go back to Beijing early. ”

"How far ahead?"

"About half a month, you can also find a way to get a press card, and the editor-in-chief will approve it and come down immediately."

"I ...... It doesn't matter, it's just chewing your tongue and contributing some gossip. Lin Qiang then asked, "Do you think it's necessary?" It's not just a matter of press card, but if this news breaks out, will it help you in the future? ”

"There must be." Wang Wenjun nodded and said, "Actually, the news of Xinda last time was enough for me to gain a firm foothold...... Of course, you know the rest of the story. This time, if I can get ahead of others and make an exclusive report, I can't just become the chief reporter......"

"The chief reporter? What is it? ”

"It's just more free, it looks cooler, you can arrange your own tasks, and you don't have to be completely managed by the editor-in-chief, which is the new commercial policy of the evening newspaper."

"Oh? Sounds good. Lin Qiang asked again, "Did the leader of the newspaper give you this promise?" ”

"Hinted at it." Wang Wenjun also asked, "Now you and Chen Xingyuan should be reconciled, right?" In that case, President Lu probably won't wear small shoes for me anymore. Now the evening newspaper is in the process of commercial transformation, and the entertainment edition is in a hurry to produce results, you know ......"

"Then that's it......" Lin Qiang thought for a while, and said bluntly, "I'll string together the details that can be said, pull a timeline for you, send you an email, you try the whole manuscript, the old rule, I want to go through it before the editor-in-chief." ”

“OK！” Wang Wenjun said happily, "If it can really be done, I will have a better life in the future." ”

After that, she said embarrassedly: "In this way, will it cause you trouble." ”

"It's okay, what I broke out is the details that everyone knows, and I know the whole picture of the matter from my mouth, but it's faster than scattering and probe, and the media wants it quickly."

"Thank you so much!!" Wang Wenjun smiled evilly, "Go back and comfort you." ”

“……”

Journalists in this era are nothing more than two routes-

The former follows the rules and takes a relatively stable path, constantly honing his pen power and perspective, providing professional news, and even some are biased towards academic nature.

The latter, on the other hand, relies on diligent movement and a broad network of contacts, always discovering the news at the first time, and can quickly send out a report to the point.

It seems that Wang Wenjun didn't want to get involved in the first way at all, which was expected from the first meeting with Lin Qiang.

"I can't help it." Lin Qiang opened the text software and began to recall the beginning of the matter, starting with Chengquan's appointment as the chairman of Jijing Bank. At the end of the day, he wants to lay out the full time, ignore himself and October, and try to be as objective and fair as possible.

At the same time, Jijing Bank, the chairman's office.

Qin Zheng sat opposite Chen Xingyuan, and he had just finished talking about these things. Although it is not his job to report gossip to Chen Xingyuan, in their eyes, Cheng Qiang's marriage to a wife is already a strategic matter, which is related to the behind-the-scenes operation of the entire bank. The choice of a real big boss.

Chen Xingyuan sat quietly at the table. I thought about it for five minutes, and my expression was neither happy nor sad, such a person. It's hard to imagine what he's been thinking about for five minutes.

Finally. Chen Xingyuan spoke. Due to not speaking for a long time, his voice is a little dry.

"Has the party been determined?"

"Although it is not certain, it is not denied either." Qin Zheng is colorful. "99% of the time."

"How so?"

"First, this incident has a great reputational impact on Cheng Qiang and Tong Feifei, if it is fabricated, both parties will definitely jump out and deny it as soon as possible to avoid the fermentation of the matter." Qin Zheng stretched out his finger and continued to analyze, "Second, the speed of transmission is amazingly fast, and no one stops it, as if someone is secretly catalyzing, if it is the news that a cat or a dog breaks out indiscriminately, there is absolutely no such spreading power." ”

Chen Xingyuan rubbed his chin, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He sat in his chair and spun around for half a time, looking out the window, as if thanking an old friend: "God, it's finally on our side." ”

"Perseverance, finally reaped." Qin Zheng also sighed, "In that case, Cheng Qiang will not be able to leave you in a short period of time, and will depend on you until the next generation grows up." ”

"So, we're going to hold everything tighter." Chen Xingyuan raised his arm slightly, and his right fist suddenly clenched, which was the strength and momentum that even young people did not necessarily have.

At this time, Chen Xingyuan suddenly came up with an inappropriate sentence:

"Qin Zheng, how is your nephew now?"

"Guankui?" Qin Zheng sighed and shook his head helplessly, "I begged you to sell face in vain, and now it seems that he still plans to continue to work in Longyuan." ”

"Young people, it's good to be a little stubborn." Chen Xingyuan turned his chair back and faced Qin Zheng, "If you can't bear the following things, you can not do them." ”

Qin Zheng looked at Chen Xingyuan's eyes like black holes, and couldn't help but shudder.

How far did he look, and what did he see?

But in any case, the old man in front of him is the winner, and he has achieved a goal that ordinary people dare not even fantasize about.

For Qin Zheng, Chen Xingyuan is more than just a leader and a division commander.

Like a lighthouse on the sea, like a polar star, Qin Zheng can only know the north and south when he sees him.

…………

Cheng Qiang's marriage has alarmed too many people, outsiders are lively, and insiders are happy and sad.

In a very, very marginal part of the bureau, there was a man huddled at his desk.

Doesn't this matter have anything to do with him? Independent.

Does it have anything to do with him? Relate.

Yuan Guankui knew everything about it, and naturally expected everything.

For him, life is a big gamble, and he did not hesitate to choose between his uncle, who was a bank executive, and the heir to a billion-dollar empire, believing that money is more honest, reliable and long-lasting than people's hearts. It is precisely because of this most firm and reliable thing that Yuan Guankui has always maintained self-confidence and moved forward. He must survive, and one day he will be able to survive until he is in power, and in the process, no matter how much shame and defeat he has, because he will be the winner, and money will not lie.

And now, his only totem began to crumble, to disintegrate.

Chengquan, from the heir of hundreds of billions of assets, to a dispensable outcast.

Then he is the outcast of the outcasts, and the outcasts in the hands of the outcasts.

Yuan Guankui, on the verge of collapse, collapsed in his chair, holding his legs, his eyes were empty and trembling.

Ahead, it is the fulfillment of a complete loss of momentum.

Later, there is the uncle who is completely broken.

On the left, there is Lin Qiang, who is as imposing as a rainbow.

On the right, is Hao Wei, who is eyeing up.

Yuan Guankui felt that everyone was looking at him, laughing at him, and spitting on him. Time will pass slowly, and they will forever huddle in this corner, and they will each forge their own careers.

Knock knock knock......

There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Jiaming's voice came from outside.

"President Yuan, do you want to see the bonus distribution table?"

"No need." Yuan Guankui said tremblingly through the door.

"That'...... Do you sign? Zhang Jiaming continued.

"No need."

"This ......" Zhang Jiaming didn't think so far, he only vaguely felt something, but he couldn't understand Yuan Guankui's situation at this moment.

"Don't bother him......" Hao Wei's deep voice came from outside again, "I'll sign it......"

Yuan Guankui shuddered again.

Embattled, ambushed on all sides, the sky collapsed.

Where, where can there be a glimmer of light, even a glimmer of light.

Dingdingding......

The phone rings.

Yuan Guankui had no intention of answering it, and was about to turn off the phone, when he saw the caller, but his hand was hanging in the air and could not be pressed again.

"Uncle...... Uncle ...... "He finally got on the phone."

"Hmmm......"

"Huh?"

"This ......"

"You...... It's true?!!! ”

"Good! Good! I understand!!! ”

"Zhilu Dao, absolutely, I won't talk nonsense when I die."

"Xie Lu Xie...... Xie Lu Xie ......"

Yuan Guankui Mumu put down the phone.

The light, he saw the light, and in the wasteland, there was a glimmer of hope.

This is the most desperate hope, the only thing he can catch and see.

At this time, people can even think about how to choose. (To be continued......)