"Brother Yu, I came as soon as I received the police, but you also saw the situation at the scene. ”

Zhang Daji greeted Yu Le with a wry smile on his face, and expressed his hard work in a whisper, I even had the police car in the ditch by the mountain people, and I was also desperate!

This move attracted the attention of a group of mountain people, and for a while it was unclear who this big black man who suddenly appeared was sacred?

Countless mountain people were besieged, and Yu Le walked unhurriedly, bringing his own idler's aura of avoidance.

"But he's going to hand over the video of the secret visit!" Zhang Shanshan bravely jumped out of the off-road vehicle and stood beside Yu Le, his high-pitched cry piercing the night sky.

How could a generation of celebrities hand over the results of the battle, wouldn't that be equivalent to a soldier being confiscated with a steel gun?

"I'm also thinking about the safety of fellow journalists. Zhang Daji looked constipated and scratched the back of his head to explain.

It should be a press card that has already experienced Zhang Shanshan.

"For my safety?!" Zhang Shanshan was unforgiving, pinching his waist with both hands, and spraying Zhang Daji with full firepower, "If it weren't for my family's floating clouds to fight, I would have become gutter oil now!"

My house is cloudy?

My family Fuyun stood in the clear moonlight, like a fairy sister descending to earth.

In fact, she should be wearing a white dress, with a white veil wrapped around her arms, a long drag behind her, and sometimes floating in the air.

Men's clothing is a bit of a bad look.

However, my family Fuyun is strict in carrying out orders, and is only responsible for the safety of Zhang Shanshan......

Yu Le looked at Zhang Daji with a smile, "That's how you enforce the law?"

"Brother Yu, almost all the staff of Cliff Tun participated, and they all turned gutter oil into an industry, and the people were strong...... I think that in any case, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of the journalists, and then go back and investigate and deal with the relevant responsible persons. "Zhang Daji is so aggrieved.

Answering the police in the middle of the night, I arrived as soon as possible, I'm already very dedicated, okay?

Even risking your life!

Of course, whether the case can be opened for investigation will be discussed later......

"You already knew about this?" Yu Le stared at Zhang Daji's eyes.

"Know...... A little bit. Zhang Daji's gaze was a little evasive.

"The town leaders also know about this?" Yu Le continued.

"Individual leaders probably know a little bit about it. Zhang Daji continued to dodge.

Yu Le nodded, looking at the crowd of black oppressors, my fathers and fellow villagers.

This kind of illegal black workshop involving Quantun can easily become a group incident.

Moreover, this can be regarded as driving economic development and increasing the income of the masses.

Or, what chain of interests remains?

As for the harm of gutter oil, it is not sold locally anyway. The peanut oil eaten by the Tibetan horse people is squeezed in the oil mill by their own family, and the green original flavor is very fragrant.

As for polluting the environment, Zangma Mountain is so big, you can't look at it all......

It is conceivable that if the evidence taken by Zhang Shanshan is confiscated, there will probably be no follow-up to this matter.

The core stake is group trouble.

Then let's make a big fuss first, anyway, it's distributed according to the trouble.

Yu Le also wanted to test whether similar problems could be solved according to the normal way.

Of course, if there was no Bai Fuyun before, a generation of celebrities would have been beaten into pigs' heads, and the evidence would have been trampled underfoot.

Whether there can be a follow-up to this matter depends on the energy of the reporter who was beaten.

At this point, Yu Le believes in the daughter of Deputy Director Wen Guangxin, unless the deputy director grounded his daughter.

But what if you change to an ordinary journalist......

"When you went to the police, you encountered violent resistance to the law, can you ask your superiors for help?" asked Zhang Daji with a pleasant face.

"You can report to the command center!" Zhang Daji replied truthfully through gritted teeth.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Yu Le smiled and kindly reminded Zhang Daji, "The cause of this incident is that a reporter from Canghai TV station secretly visited and investigated the gutter oil workshop, and called the police after being violently besieged. ”

Zhang Daji's hands and feet are cold, this one is really afraid that it is not a big deal!

Actually, my police car is not too much of a problem, and it can still be used after being towed out......

Turning back to the steep cliff to organize mountain people to take a walk in front of the government, there will definitely be no good fruit for me to eat.

However, having offended this plague god, I will have no good fruit to eat now!

"Yes!" Zhang Daji decisively took out his mobile phone to call the police.

Yu Le then turned to Zhang Shanshan, "Shanshan, you went out on an unannounced visit and encountered a violent attack, did you report to the unit and ask for help?"

"No, I don't. "Zhang Shanshan looked confused, this mountain is high and the emperor is far away, if the unit is so good, why am I looking for you?

"Your attitude towards work is not right. You must know that you are not fighting alone, you represent Canghai TV Station! Call the unit, and say that you have investigated a large gutter oil black workshop, have obtained key evidence, and are being attacked by mountain people, asking for support and protection. "Yule and wind and drizzle.

"Huh?" Zhang Shanshan, who aspires to become a famous person of a generation, worked hard to keep up with Yu Le's train of thought, "Oh!"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and called the duty room of the TV station.

Then he grabbed his hair vigorously, and with a distressed look on his face, he finally called the sleeping deputy director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture, Radio, and Television.

This price is too great, maybe a generation of famous people will die before they can get out of school!

Actually, I wasn't besieged, I wasn't in danger at all, but I enjoyed it.

Oh, I'm not here to enjoy it, I'm a journalist with a sense of responsibility and mission, with an iron shoulder and a sense of morality, and a clever article!

Mom, you must believe me, I do everything perfectly, I am deep in me......

"Who the hell are you?!" the onlookers finally reacted.

Something doesn't seem right?

While scolding, five or six young and middle-aged mountain people armed with shovels and sticks rushed over.

"Protecting Journalists...... and the safety of the police, whoever does it, will break his arm. Yu Le just smiled.

Zhang Daji was still busy making phone calls, and the other two policemen subconsciously leaned towards him.

What are the words to keep the police safe?

Really, the police are too unsafe......

Bai Fuyun did not hesitate, and before the young mountaineer rushed to Yu Le, the two long legs spun up, and the two screams shouted almost at the same time, how far the two mountaineers flew out.

The mountain people in the back braked urgently, which was not regarded as a move against reporters and police.

The corners of Zhang Daji and the two policemen's mouths twitched, they were so ruthless!

But why do I find it so enjoyable?

The onlookers also found it very enjoyable, and an old man with a curly beard hurried over, and the crowd made a way.

"I'm sorry leader, I'm late!" the old man ran to Yu Le, panting.

"You're not late, haven't you been squatting next to the tanker truck and smoking?" Yu Le smiled.

"This ......," the old man said.

The tanker truck is in the deepest part of the northeast corner of the yard, which is the entrance to the southwest corner of the yard, and the distance between them is sixty or seventy meters.

This black light blinds the flames, and it is also separated from the crowd of Wuyang and Wuyang......

"This is Ding Dabao, the director of Cliff Tun Village. Zhang Daji introduced Yu Le in a whisper.

"Leader, the mountain people can't read, so they admit to death, you say that this is not stealing or robbing! If you ruin everyone's livelihood, turn around and riot and besiege the town government, you won't be able to explain it at that time, right?" Ding Dabao looked like he was thinking about Yu Le.

"Also, stability overrides everything, and you still have to divide it according to the trouble. Yu Le nodded.

"Yes, yes, the leader is so right!" Ding Dabao hurriedly agreed, although this sounds a little awkward, but the meaning should be like that, right?

"But I'm not a leader, I support you to bring people to surround the town government!" Yu Le clapped his hands.

"You ......" Ding Dabao was dumbfounded, "Leader, don't joke nonsense!"

In such a calm battlefield command, Director Zhang respectfully reported that it was not enough to stab him in the county, and he stabbed him into the city again.

Maybe this is the minister sent from above, right?

The matter of the cliff tun is all up to the sky?

"Shanshan, is your equipment still working?" Yu Le didn't bother to pay attention to Ding Dabao.

"I've been working!" Zhang Shanshan straightened his chest and looked very proud, as for it?

Bai Fuyun, who had been expressionless, almost burst out laughing.

Originally, everything went smoothly during the unannounced visit, but Zhang Shanshan claimed to be the manager of a large food factory in Canghai, and was introduced to contact him to purchase raw oil. also complained again and again that the road was difficult to walk, why not let Yunyun come during the day, obviously knowing the roots.

The production of gutter oil in this cliff is basically to prevent the outside but not the inside, the vigilance is not very high, and the attitude towards the big customers is also attentive enough, and even the production line is allowed to visit to prove the production capacity of the enterprise.

However, there was a young man who always peeked at Zhang Shanshan's chest during the reception.

Once born, twice cooked, and refined into steel, he actually found a problem.

Zhang Shanshan's chest hides a camera!

Therefore, no matter what kind of hobbies you have, no matter how others discredit you, you must also insist on yourself and forge ahead.

"She's got a on her boobs!"

The young man who insisted on himself shouted loudly, and then stepped forward to scratch his chest with righteousness, not for personal enjoyment at all, but to protect the interests of the people of Quantun.

was kicked out by Bai Fuyun and almost fell into the oil pot.

A large number of industrial workers surrounded them with spoons and forks.

It's not that the brothers don't work hard, it's really that the communist army has Gundam.

Bai Fuyun's long legs flew over, and Zhang Shanshan fled in the wilderness, which was able to escape the tragic fate of being boiled into gutter oil.

Although Gundam is powerful, after all, the road is unfamiliar, and the mountain people are too crowded. When they finally fled to the off-road vehicle, the yard was already surrounded by men, women and children......

"Can you blame me for this, I've consulted my predecessors, they all hide cameras like this!" Zhang Shanshan rolled his eyes.

Yu Le scratched his head, the revolutionary experience must be studied and put into practice, otherwise it is dogmatism!

Well, be sure to be practical!

Is your senior's chest jumping out indiscriminately?

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