Xiang Wanqing said worriedly: "Tianshu, I understand what you mean, you want to hide from Yi Haitao to prove his innocence, but this is a huge political risk for you." In other words, this is a smooth push for Yi Haitao, but it is a ruin for you. ”

"Wanqing, to be honest, I feel very aggrieved by others just being led by the nose like this." Chu Tianshu said angrily: "As long as I can get justice for the dead migrant workers and contribute to the creation of a clean and upright Qingyuan officialdom, my personal interests are nothing!" ”

Xiang Wanqing's emotions were also mobilized, and she said excitedly: "Okay! Have courage and dare to take responsibility, this is the Chu Tianshu I admire! ”

However, with Xiang Wanqing's support, Chu Tianshu said depressedly: "I originally wanted to use the Internet to burn the fire, but I was ordered to control public opinion, how can this fire be burned?" ”

Xiang Wanqing thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "I have a way." ”

"Say it, say it." Chu Tianshu grabbed Xiang Wanqing's hand again.

This time, Xiang Wanqing didn't pull her hand out, she said: "I'll write a manuscript and publish it on the provincial internal reference." ”

Internal reference refers to important news at home and abroad specially written and compiled by news organizations for leaders at all levels, collectively referred to as internal reference materials, referred to as internal reference, which are only read by officials at the corresponding level to provide reference for their decision-making.

The internal reference mainly reports on the content that the official propaganda department generally believes is not suitable for public reporting, but must be known to leaders at all levels, mainly on important current political trends, negative news, controversial topics, emergencies, important technological breakthroughs, grassroots ** and other sensitive news topics to analyze and predict the consequences.

The discussion that followed by the migrant workers' bargaining for wages in Qingyuan City was an excellent source of material for writing about internal references, and Xiang Wanqing's idea came from the journalistic and political sensibilities she should expect as a good journalist.

The authenticity, sensitivity, and depth of internal reports far exceed those of public reports, and are one of the main bases for decision-making by senior leaders at or above the provincial and ministerial levels.

As a matter of fact, some officials hardly read public publications, and their information mainly comes from internal references, and the first thing leaders at all levels do when they go to work is to read internal references and give instructions on important issues in the blank spaces of internal references.

Photocopies of internal references with instructions will be approved and transferred to the leaders of relevant provinces, cities, ministries and commissions, and lower-level officials through the general office and other institutions, until the problem is solved, or there is a satisfactory answer to the higher-level leaders.

Because the internal reference can be sent to the leaders at all levels as quickly as possible, and often get the instructions of the leaders, it is one of the most effective ways to solve the problem under the existing system.

In other words, as long as Xiang Wanqing's manuscript is on the internal reference, it will be sent directly to the desk of the provincial leader.

"Great!" Chu Tianshu asked again: "Wanqing, can you submit it?" ”

Xiang Wanqing smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to worry about this, our press has its own news channels." ”

In recent years, in order to show their achievements or support local protectionism, local officials have often concealed the truth from their superiors, reported good news but not bad news, and even engaged in deception.

Because of this, many grassroots officials think that reporters have the ability to "reach the sky", so they treat them favorably and guard against them. However, due to changes in the techniques of information collection and dissemination, it is becoming more and more difficult to keep internal information secret.

Grassroots officials often bribe, harass, and even threaten journalists if they learn that they are preparing or have written critical references. As a result, many journalists have been intimidated and stalked by local criminal syndicates and evil forces, and corrupt officials have made it difficult and falsely accused because they insist on reporting truthfully or asking for the lives of the people.

In such situations, journalists often have political risks that are difficult to grasp and even life-threatening.

Hearing Xiang Wanqing say so confidently, it was Chu Tianshu's turn to worry about her: "Wanqing, this matter involves you, I'm afraid it's not very beneficial to you." ”

"You're not afraid, but what am I afraid of?" Xiang Wanqing said lightly: "Besides, didn't you say that you pushed the boat down the river?" I still start with the migrant workers' wage bargaining incident, follow the intentions of some people, put out some facts and data in the manuscript, and continue to do the analysis and inference of collusion between officials and businessmen. ”

"Good!" Chu Tianshu grabbed Xiang Wanqing's hand and shook it heavily.

Probably too focused on the conversation, Xiang Wanqing felt that her hand was a little painful to be held by Chu Tianshu at this moment, she pulled her hand out, and said angrily: "You see that you are excited, you haven't skimmed the eight characters yet." ”

Chu Tianshu smirked: "Hehe, as soon as the leader makes a move, he will know if there is one." ”

"Look at your stupidity." Xiang Wanqing pretended to be dissatisfied and glanced at him, and said worriedly: "It's easy to write about migrant workers asking for wages, but if you want to push the boat down the river to the destination we want to achieve, it is definitely not enough to rely on those hypothetical speculations and reasoning on the Internet. ”

"This ......" Chu Tianshu scratched his head, and suddenly said, "Look for Lao Wei, this guy may have goods on hand." ”

"For what?" Xiang Wanqing looked at Chu Tianshu suspiciously.

Chu Tianshu said: "Qin Daming is calling for wind and rain in Qingyuan, and Lao Wei he never forgets to replace him, and he is usually collecting information on all aspects of Qingtian Real Estate. Recently, he has had a hot fight with Yan Jieyu, the secretary of the board of directors of Qingtian Real Estate, so I guess he should have some information. ”

Xiang Wanqing immediately said, "Okay, you bring him here, and we will discuss it together." ”

Chu Tianshu is right, Wei Shijie and Yan Jieyu are fighting hotly at this time.

In the past two days, Qin Daming took Kong Ergou and Qin Lifeng to be stationed at the construction site of the business circle along the Yangtze River, doing a good job of stabilizing the work through various means, and striving to resume construction as soon as possible. The loss of compensation and maintenance is large enough, and if it is delayed, the damage will be even more immeasurable.

Of course, in addition to threatening and intimidating the migrant workers at the scene, Kong Ergou also had to look for the small package foreman who shouted at the scene and caused the migrant workers to fall from the tower.

The guy, nicknamed Cai Baozi, disappeared without a trace after the incident.

Qin Daming, who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, of course saw that there was someone behind Cai Baozi, and he had strictly ordered Kong Ergou to find him out, first, the compensation for the death of this migrant worker could not be wool out of the dog, and second, he wanted to pinch the handle of the instigator to seek additional benefits.

The busyness of Qin Daming and his gang gave Wei Shijie and Yan Jieyu more opportunities to speed up the sowing work.

At about six o'clock in the evening, Wei Shijie picked up Yan Jieyu at the agreed place, he drove the car frantically, Yan Jieyu sat in the passenger seat, felt the real feeling of holding Wei Shijie's hand, looked at the street scene flying outside the window, and thought about how the road to the nest was so long.

Wei Shijie and Yan Jieyu's love nest is in a newly developed villa complex in the western suburbs, called "Western Suburbs Jiayuan", the greening in the courtyard has not yet been completed, and most of the villas have not yet moved in, so it is very quiet.

Wei Shijie skillfully drove the car into the garage and walked out with Yan Jieyu in his arms.

Enter an iron gate and open the security door of the villa.

As soon as the door closed behind him, the two of them frantically glued together.

Yan Jieyu's expensive LV bag fell on the carpet, and she didn't care about picking it up, she just hugged Wei Shijie tightly and kissed his face and mouth frantically.

Wei Shijie grabbed her slippery waist with both hands, moved up inch by inch, and found that Yan Jieyu was not wearing a corset, so he held her trembling Roshan bag full.

Yan Jieyu smiled, she grabbed Wei Shijie's hand and slowly stuffed it into her short skirt.

Wei Shijie exclaimed.

Oh, my God! Wei Shijie felt that his whole hand was wet, all over the hand was slippery and greasy, he was deeply stimulated, as if he had become a beast, he roared, bowed down and hugged Yan Jieyu, walked into the bedroom, threw her on the big bed, and tore off her clothes in three or two clicks.

Wei Shijie began to take off his clothes in a hurry.

Yan Jieyu turned on the nightlight at the head of the bed, turned around and said to Wei Shijie in a trembling voice, don't take it off yourself, I'll help you.

Wei Shijie let Yan Jieyu strip herself off little by little. He looked down at his ugly body, suddenly got up embarrassed, threw himself on the bed, and buried his face in Yan Jieyu's soft peaks.

Yan Jieyu grabbed him, and easily slipped into her already hungry body......

After the storm, the tired Wei Shijie hugged Yan Jieyu's smooth body, and the two of them slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, he and Yan Jieyu walked hand in hand on the street of Qingyuan.

A taxi pulled up beside them, and the driver drove silently, his face covered with large black sunglasses, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The taxi ran faster and faster, but the road became more bumpy and rugged, which was not the homing road that Wei Shijie and Yan Jieyu were familiar with.

Yan Jieyu hugged him tightly.

He shouted to the driver, Master, you are going the wrong way!

The driver turned his face slowly and slowly took off his sunglasses.

Oh my God, it's Qin Daming!

Without waiting for Wei Shijie to come to his senses, Qin Daming pushed him out of the car and drove Yan Jieyu away.

Yan Jieyu shouted in the car: Lao Wei, save me!

Wei Shijie got up and raised his legs to chase after him, and the person was like having wings, and soon caught up with the car.

At this time, Kong Ergou's hideous face came out of the car window, and he was holding a gun in his hand.

Bang!

Wei Shijie screamed and woke up from his dream.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Yan Jieyu sitting beside him, looking at him fixedly with eyes full of tenderness, crying heartbreakingly.

Wei Shijie asked, "What's wrong, Jieyu?" ”

Yan Jieyu cried and said, "Old Wei, I had a nightmare just now. I dreamed that I was captured by Qin Daming, and you caught up to save me, but I was shot and killed by Kong Ergou. Woohoo......"

Yes?! The two of them had the same nightmare.