Ye Wanting came directly to the small office of Longteng News.

"Ms. Ye, why are you here in person?" Zhang Chun hurriedly got up to greet him, and the two young men also hurriedly dropped the work in their hands and stood up.

"Don't be polite, sit down."

Ye Wanting directly dragged a whiteboard: "Now let's start listening, let's start introducing the topic of this report." ”

The three media people hurriedly dragged over the stool and took out their notebooks.

"I'm not a professional media person, so I won't point too much fingers at your work, but just give you an idea."

The three nodded.

"This time, you reported according to three outlines, the first one, the management of the school, and the cultivation of students' quality."

"Is it a question of highlighting the relationship between men and women or the education system?" Xu Ying raised her hand and asked.

"Of course, it is the relationship between men and women, and this kind of question is easier to understand and easier to cause conversation."

The three nodded.

"The second is that the Putian hospital's cheating and abduction behavior is used as the climax of the whole incident. And then thirdly, the parents' family education has led to the silence and forbearance of the children when they encounter problems. ”

"Understood." The three of them spoke in unison.

"Also, don't use your real name when you report in the early stage."

"Why?" Xu Ying's face was incredible.

"Xiao Xu, be quiet." Zhang Chun shouted to stop Xu Ying's actions.

Ye Wanting glanced at the young girl, her eyes were full of despair, and she was very infiltrating.

"Any questions?" She said coldly.

"No, no."

Zhang Chun stood up and bowed, apologizing for his subordinate's rude just now.

Ye Wanting closed the door with her front foot, and Xu Ying immediately couldn't help it: "Team leader, why can't you write your real name, isn't this a very important report!" ”

"As long as you do a good job of reporting, the benefits in the future will be indispensable to you, don't worry too much."

"But this is obviously the result of our efforts!"

"We're just doing things for the people up there." Zhang Chun pushed his glasses and sat down slowly.

Having worked in the journalism industry for more than ten years, he actually understands the feelings of his subordinates, but journalism is not only the result of the efforts of journalists, but also a weapon used to manipulate public opinion and public opinion.

Even if the two newcomers don't understand, as long as they can do things obediently.

At this time, on the other side, in the office of the Putian Department Hospital, Dean Zhu was sneering at the young man in front of him, Li Mingyu.

"Zhu Changfu, you've been really good lately." Li Mingyu's disdain made Zhu Changfu very annoyed.

"Hehe, President Li, you are, what are you doing in a small place like mine with your hundreds of millions of net worth?"

Zhu Changfu laughed secretly, this guy in front of him was really empty, and he couldn't understand his situation at all. I didn't kill you dog man and woman in the previous time, but this time I actually sent it to the door in person!

"If you want to say why I came, you should know very well, what is the basis for you, a medical student from a rural area, to get to this point, and now, by whom?"

"President Li, it seems that you are still full of confidence, haven't you considered your own situation?"

Zhu Changfu slowly stretched out his hand under the white coat and held a short syringe.

"What? Do I have anything to worry about? Li Mingyu still smiled contemptuously, looking at him like looking at a fat pig.

"Don't deceive people too much!" Zhu Changfu pounced directly forward, and the syringe in his hand stabbed Li Mingyu fiercely.

This chronic poison, once injected into the body, only lasts for two months. Zhu Changfu was already imagining the invincible young man in front of him, shouting in horror: "What are you going to do!" The expression of the expression.

It's just that things didn't go as planned.

Li Mingyu directly stepped forward and punched, hitting Zhu Changfu's face, and the fat on his fat face stirred up layers of ripples.

Immediately after a twist of his left hand, the syringe held in Zhu Changfu's right hand was directly inserted into his fat stomach.

Between the lightning and fire, Zhu Changfu fell to the ground, looking at the syringe on his body, he had no time to think about why the second ancestor of the Li family was so skilled.

In a trance, the former life, like a marquee, appeared in front of him.