When the public opinion of the Dongzheng fire broke out, I handled the relocation of files in Beijing, made a wish to return to Beijing from the United States, and dragged me and Lin Wei to get drunk day and night.

Wishing his mother died when he was a child, and later the old man Xu became a real estate tycoon in the capital, and had dinner with a female star on a moonlit starry night, and it was difficult to resist the actress's "ruthless" attack for a while, and spent the Spring Festival together.

The stepmother is only two years older than Wish, and the maintenance looks more like Wishing Sister. Nude photos of stepmothers often appear on the Internet and magazines, and after seeing the height of the stepmother's D cup, I made a wish to understand why my father's body is getting worse and worse, and his legs tremble like a sieve when he walks.

The stepmother gave birth to a boy and a little Lori. Due to the lack of maternal love, spending money and being addicted to fighting, Old Man Xu was extremely disappointed and poured all his efforts into the other two children. For this reason, I was very disappointed to make a wish, and I always dreamed of being the richest man, buying my father's business, and then going bankrupt.

I drank too much on the day I made my wish, and this tall and handsome boy cried so much that I left him and ran to a small border town to live and work in peace.

"I'm left alone now." Wishing sobbed.

Everyone has three "I"s: the superego, the ego, and the id. The wish-making superego is a wealthy family, spending money and fighting; His ego is rejecting his family; The ego is extremely insecure, vulnerable, and restless.

When Lin Wei and I sighed and took turns to comfort him, Wen Liang called and asked him to return to Lucheng quickly, the situation was urgent.

It turned out that a website broadcast a video of the scene of the Dongzheng fire: Hokage chases the murderer, and the mysterious ghost in the Dongzheng fire.

The video is littered with corpses, and the Japanese who were killed also appear in the camera. A large number of websites followed suit, and in the video, the number of victims of the fire has far exceeded the figures released by the city, and public opinion is in an uproar.

The people who took the picture were me, Wen Yan and Lu Jiaqi, and the station did not use these lenses when making news, and the data was sealed, and it is said that someone sold the information to foreign media at a high price.

The images of the deaths immediately caused a sensation like depth charges in a world lacking comedy, and the families of the Japanese were the first to attack, who strongly suspected that the Orthodox fire was as full of intrigue as the Nazi Reichstag arson.

A young lady revealed on the Internet that she had dinner with this man who claimed to be the president of a company on the night of the fire, and the president also promised to take her to the Maldives for diving, and invited her to visit the luxury suite after the meal. This passage evokes people's infinite reverie, and the young lady wanted to become famous with it, but she could not withstand the huge national pressure, and then disappeared without a trace.

The families of the victims gathered together and held up a white banner with the inscription: Secretary of the Mayor, a shocking crime, return my relatives.

Traffic began to jam, making it difficult to move an inch, and people were scolding each other on the road.

I always feel that those white banners are wrong, and judging from experience, as the mayor and secretary, they are definitely not arsonists, and let them return their relatives, which is an unjust case.

Lucheng became famous overnight, and hundreds of media at home and abroad flocked to report it. Internet trolls and outrageous celebrities have come out to denounce the government's deception of the public and accuse the spark of evil.

A newspaper in the south published an article entitled "Lucheng Zero Distance, Reborn from Fire", saying that a reporter from Lucheng TV station rushed into the raging fire, obtained first-hand information, and rescued three young children and a ewe waiting to be slaughtered in a hotel kitchen.

The nonsense of this newspaper made the mother sheep famous, and netizens shouted in unison in tears: Mother sheep hold on!

Later, it was reported that on the night of the fire, Huang Yadong, a reporter from the provincial daily station, had a dinner with fox friends and dog friends in the woods next to the Dongzheng Hotel to roast the whole sheep.

The situation is serious, and the three of us know about the candid shooting operation.

The pressure of public opinion formed a shock in the officialdom, and the secretary of the municipal party committee and vice mayor Qin resigned one after another.

When the media "a hundred schools of thought contended", there was an undercurrent in the society, and a rumor began to spread, saying that there had been a fierce shootout at the Dongzheng Hotel in the fire, at least several gunmen were killed in the chaos, the bodies were engulfed in the fire, the surviving gunmen had been evacuated before the arrival of rescuers, and the police found a large number of bullet casings at the scene, but the police did not comment on this.

Thinking of Chen Xiao, the brother-in-law of the criminal police of the Municipal Bureau, who appeared in body armor that night, his appearance was suspicious. I have repeatedly "harshly interrogated" him and given him cigarettes and alcohol to show his goodwill, but after all, he has excellent professional qualities and generously accepted my benefits, but he has always "had no comment".

Soon after, the second press conference was held again amid a lot of opinions.

That evening, I drove to the newspaper office to pick up Lao Tian and Ning Meng to attend the press conference together, Lao Tian was dressed in black, mysterious as a ghost, and after getting into the car, I brought in a cool breeze, and I had a cold war. When I was driving, my hand shook and I almost hit a dog-leading aunt who was crossing the fast lane, and I was greeted by the aunt and her dog.

After I braked urgently, I watched my aunt beat her chest and said to myself: "I almost lost two lives." ”

Lao Tian in the rearview mirror was silent, his eyes closed, and I suddenly remembered his astrology.

"Lao Tian, you said last time that something big would happen, did you predict this fire a long time ago?"

"Which time?" Lao Tian didn't know if he was forgetful or deliberately pretending, and he always looked like he had a bad memory.

"It was the last time in the community garden, you watched the sky at night, looked at the starry sky from afar, and said that the stars were disordered, the western sky was dark, and something big would happen."

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

"What a heavenly opportunity, it has happened, and it must not be divulged."

"You don't understand, it's because it happened, you can't talk about it, otherwise you will destroy the laws of nature."

Ning Meng didn't say a word, his mouth was pressed against the glass, and he drew a pig with his fingers, snickering.

Zixuan and I attended the press conference on behalf of the TV station, hundreds of media inside and outside the province were invited to participate, and Lin Wei also flew from Beijing to Lucheng.

Entering the venue and sitting down, Lin Wei and I were chatting, and a middle-aged man who seemed familiar came over to say hello: "Jiang Wanlin, from "Half Moon Reference", we have met, just call me Lao Jiang." ”

"Hello." I subconsciously responded.

"More cooperation in the future." He took my hand and said.

The number of victims of the fire announced at the press conference has tripled, and the cause of the fire has been initially identified, and someone smoked in the hotel's silk exhibition hall, igniting the fire.

A reporter questioned: It is said that the safety exit of the hotel nightclub was locked at the time of the fire, delaying the rescue time and causing more people to be killed.

The spokesman was speechless for a while, and was hesitating, but an official stepped forward: "We attach great importance to the reporter's questions, and we must strictly investigate them, this is a crime, and it is murder for money!" He paused, as if he felt that it was inappropriate to make money, and then added: "If someone really locks the safe passage, then he is a murderer and should be shot!" ”

Jiang Wanlin then asked a question, saying that there are now rumors in the society that there was a fierce shootout at the Dongzheng Hotel on the night of the fire, and a gunman was shot and killed, and the police also found a large number of bullet casings. Some people also say that Zhao Junqing, president of Junnan Group, the investor of Dongzheng Hotel, was shot that night, whether these circumstances are true.

The scene is chaotic, Junnan Group is the most powerful private enterprise in Lucheng, and its enterprises cover real estate, hotels, entertainment, catering, wine and other industries. Zhao Junqing is the younger brother of Zhao Junnan, the chairman of the group, and it is rumored in the society that he is the local black boss, and his methods are ruthless and terrifying.

The person in charge of the police came forward to clarify, saying that the rumors were maliciously spread by people with ulterior motives, and that the Dongzheng fire did not rule out the involvement of bad people, and everything could not be known until the police investigation was over.

Jiang Wanlin did not chase after this vague answer, he actually preferred to be in the limelight, and the original intention of throwing out the question was just to let many peers and officials remember him, so as to increase his popularity.

A bald male reporter who claimed to be a Japanese news agency accused the government of deliberately concealing the death toll from the fire, and every word he said in Japanese was translated into Chinese by a beautiful female translator.

The officials on the stage looked at each other and exchanged heads, but no one dared to answer, for fear of triggering a world war.

Out of sympathy for my hometown, I have been observing the movements of the Japanese reporter, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that the reporter looks like Guan Hai, a college classmate.

Guan Hai is the tallest boy in our college, and he is the royal flag bearer of the school sports day. Usually, all dormitories look for him when they change light bulbs, and girls also look for him when they go to the stadium to dry their bedding. But Guan Hai's academic performance is not as eye-catching as his height, and he has several failed subjects every semester. But he always responds to the criticism of his teachers and the ridicule of his classmates with a smile on his face, especially the meticulous "chairman's hairstyle" that he maintains every day.

Lin Wei said that Guan Hai is a particular person, and he will definitely be able to become a big tool in the future.

Sure enough, after graduating, he went straight to Japan.

When the Japanese reporter stood up again, I poked Zixuan, who was dozing next to him, in the ribs, and he hurriedly opened his eyes, thinking that he was in class, and was found sleeping by the teacher, and almost stood upright. I pointed to the Japanese reporter and asked him to see, and his eyes suddenly widened and he stared at lightning: "Guan Hai!" It's not who this grandson is! How did his hair become Shangganling? ”

After late autumn, the weather in the north will suddenly become colder, and the cool breeze will tear at the flesh and skin, making people shiver constantly. Lucheng Emerald Hotel is as warm as spring, and it doesn't feel the cold of autumn, and all foreign reporters are arranged to stay here.

The city held a dinner in the hotel to entertain "opinion leaders" from all over the world.

The reporter's disguise is stronger than that of ordinary agents, and at the press conference, Guan Hai had already seen a few of our classmates, but he was silent, calm as Zhu Yuanzhang after his career. It wasn't until the meeting was dismissed that he recognized us.

I sat with Ning Meng, Guan Hai, Zixuan, Lin Wei and Guan Hai's female translator Mei Yu, accompanied by several central media reporters, all of whom were friends of Lin Wei. Later, Jiang Wanlin squeezed in and sat down, and he handed out business cards everywhere, claiming that he and I were old friends.

Everyone forgot about the fire for a while, forgot the charred corpses like dead wood, and Zixuan and I paid the most attention to the history of Guanhai's transoceanic development.

Guan Hai hungrily grabbed two chicken feet and stuffed them into his mouth, took the quilt Zixuan away, poured him a glass of wine, and said, "Hurry up and explain your problems, especially this history of taking refuge in Japan." ”

It turned out that Guan Hai devoted himself to the Japanese media office in Beijing after graduation, and there were three people in the office, an old Japanese man was in charge of finance, Guan Hai was responsible for front-line interviews, and Miyu, who was born in Hokkaido, was in charge of outreach.

"Don't you know how to act as a spy? Such an important press conference, what is the matter with you! Zixuan's expression was disdainful.

"We have been approved by the State Council Information Office and the Press and Publication Administration." Guan Hai was a little complacent.

"Even if you are a spy, we are together today, you are the Guan Hai who raised the red flag at the sports meeting, changed the light bulbs for his classmates, and dried the quilts for the beauties!" I touched Guan Hai's smooth head and said.

After the wine passed through the intestines, Zixuan and Guan Hai began to praise each other.

I asked Lin Wei about making a wish, and Lin Wei said that making a wish has been useful for learning, and she is the marketing director of the old man's real estate company, and she has had frequent contact with Guan Hai during this time, and is actively promoting the friendly cooperation between the United States and Japan and China.

"What kind of cooperation, every day I say 'Sayanara' to Miyu, and the saliva crosses the East China Sea and flows to Hokkaido." Guan Hai responded to Lin Wei.

Mei Yu glared at him angrily next to him, he pretended to be nothing, praised Zixuan's good clothing brand, and the two began to stroke each other's ties with pity.

After dinner, we gathered in Guan Hai's room to chat, and Lin Wei excitedly described to me her most handsome lawyer boyfriend in the world.

I said, "Can a man who defy the sky be trusted?" ”

"Youth is gone, and when we are thirty years old, we will call raising a little white face if we are thirty years old, and we must grasp the present." Speaking of her boyfriend, Lin Wei became extremely gentle.

I pouted, noncommittal.

Minister Wan's secretary knocked on the door and came in, took out three envelopes, and handed them to Guan Hai, Lin Wei, and Mei Yu respectively.

Everyone opened the envelope, and inside was a stack of tickets for attractions around Lucheng.

"Alas, these grandsons, play us! I thought it was cash. Guan Hai said after a visual inspection.

"Do you think it's the Qing Dynasty now, and you have to send money to the Japanese, if it spreads, Lucheng will become a big traitor. Thanks to you, our domestic reporters don't even have a ride fee. Lin Wei pouted.

Sometimes I think about it, journalists are more mortal, the more they see, the more they desire: gluttony, lust, alcoholism, enjoyment, vanity, and profit-seeking.

If the public interest is separated from private life, anyone can be considered a good person.

Jiang Wanlin came over with a few male reporters and invited everyone to karaoke.

Mei Yu took a bath in the room, Lin Wei and her lawyer boyfriend video chatted online, and the remaining dozen or so men took a taxi to the Violet Nightclub next to the Lost Place bar in Wutong Square.

Jiang Wanlin said that he knew the owner of this nightclub, and everyone could play as they wanted, so he called and asked for a luxury bag, and the nightclub owner really came to toast the reporters and presented a remy horse and a luxury fruit plate.

In fact, Jiang Wanlin is so enthusiastic for nothing else, just to integrate himself into the circle of real reporters. Zixuan said that in Lucheng, there are more than a dozen so-called station-based media outlets, including Jiang Wanlin, which have set up offices in the name of a certain channel of various central news networks, all of which generate income in disguise, and do not have press cards or the right to cover news. The so-called station-based reporters pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to the mainstream media every year, and the mainstream media acquiesce in order to generate income. These people solicit sponsorship, do publicity, and earn a lot of money. After a long time, I was slowly regarded as a real reporter, and I was as comfortable interviewing as a regular media.

Fake reporters often use the Internet to post on a large scale, doxing, hire trolls to attack the parties, and provide revelations, followed by a group of real reporters. They are more famous than real journalists, and the difference between the two is that the former are flies and are pervasive, while the latter are goshawks that only target valuable prey.

In Lucheng, Jiang Wanlin, known as the director of the State Council's "Half Moon Reference", and Bai Wanlin, a reporter from "China Business Wire", have the greatest influence.

This night, everyone praised Jiang Wanlin for having face and being a friend.

Jiang Wanlin touched his big belly and said, "The show has just begun." ”

After that, the reporters tacitly got up and went to the quiet empty room to call their wives: "Honey, you go to sleep first, I'm so tired from today's interview, I just took a shower, I'm lying on the bed, good night baby!" ”

When everyone came back from the call, a fat mommy who looked like she was forty years old and dressed like a twenty-year-old walked in, followed by a group of girls who were almost naked and looked closely.

The girls are all about twenty years old, and under the light, they are all fair and delicate, and they are beautiful.

"It's all college students and models!" Mommy pulled a girl in a cheongsam, patted her buttocks and said, "Say hello to your nobleman!" ”

The girls smiled shyly, and said unevenly: "The slaves and maids have asked the master to say goodbye." After finishing speaking, some girls couldn't hold back their mouths and "giggled".

I think of film and television dramas, at this time, there will be an "uncle" wearing a melon skin hat with yellow teeth, shaking a fan regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and smiling lewdly and stepping forward to touch the jaw of a girl named Cuihua.

Cuihua replied shyly and said in a shy voice: "Hmph, I hate it!" ”

Uncle Guapi took advantage of the situation to pick up the girl Cuihua, because of too much force, a denture fell out of her mouth, and Cuihua said delicately: "Ah! What a big gold tooth. ”

The uncle said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Then the camera went black, and there was a girl's continuous gasp, what should I do.

To this day, in addition to no longer crawling up trees, sensuality and eroticism are eternal topics.

At the beginning of the "audition", everyone ordered their fancies, Zixuan's calmness was something I didn't expect, before the two of us went to the bar at most to drink a little wine, and accosted beautiful women, and never went to Fengyue Field.

Guan Hai ordered a firebird-headed girl, and ordered a girl who called herself Snow White for Zixuan. The girl sat down next to Zixuan, her head drilled into his arms, and her face was pressed against Zixuan's chest.

What the! Zixuan actually reached into Xiaobai's arms with one hand and stroked Xiaobai's hair with the other, the problem is that he still looks like a humble gentleman when he enjoys it, and the obscene things are so sacred.

Snow White bit her fingers and said to Zixuan: "Brother, you are so bad!" ”

When it was my turn, I said, "You play with yours, I'll sing along." ”

"Play noble?" Guan Hai asked me.

"You think it's a cave house!" Someone echoed.

"Brother, they kiss you and hug you, it's all for money, brother is not the same when he is so old." Jiang Wanlin interjected beside him.

I shook my head, and the rest of the girls brushed their sleeves away.

I leaned back on the sofa and watched Guan Hai tease the head of the firebird, and when he was done with his addiction, he came to me for a drink, and I said, "I really miss going to college, I don't have money, but we live proudly, I remember that you like a foreign language department flower, every morning before dawn lurking by the school lake, just to see the girl." The classmates were moved by you, came up with various ideas, cheered for you, and you smiled and said that I want to impress her with sincerity. In the end, the girl got along with the rich and the young, and you went on a hunger strike for three days, in fact, the reason for your hunger strike was to save the money for the meal and buy a lotus dress for the girl, and when you mustered up the courage to give it to her, you found that she was pregnant with a child I don't know whose it was. Remember what you said at the time? ”

"There are forests everywhere, but I am hanging myself from a rotting tree!" Guan Hai sighed and said, "After that, let me understand the cruelty of reality, winning or losing depends entirely on strength." ”

Guan Hai's expression was deep and he clenched his teeth.

In this gathering caused by the disaster, I remembered the time when I once struggled for my ideals, and those distant dreams, which were gone forever, and a trace of sadness came to my heart.

After everyone started singing, I went to the bathroom, washed my face, and sobered up a bit. Slowly walking out of the nightclub, these days seem to have encountered the end of the world, the shadow of the fire lingers, and the nightmare of sleeping at night, I am walking down the street in a distraught and irritable mood, and I receive a call from Lao Tian.

Lao Tian wants to borrow money.

Lao Tian belongs to the thin-skinned people, and he does not open his mouth easily, so I asked him how much he needed.

"30,000 yuan, I bought a new house in our community last year, and I repay the loan every month, and my daughter has just been admitted to a university in Beijing, and I am a little short of money."

Lao Tian has both children and daughters, his son is in the second grade of primary school, and his daughter has just entered college. The relationship between him and his daughter-in-law is not very harmonious, the personality difference is too great, the daughter-in-law grew up in the city, only graduated from junior high school, but she is beautiful and delicate, and she is an administrative director in a local foreign company, and she is open-minded.

Lao Tian was born in the countryside and has an introverted personality, and after graduation, he gave up the opportunity to go to Beijing for development, and after marriage, he and his wife must talk a lot a day, so Lao Tian poured all his hopes into his daughter who went to college. I suspect that he is bent on Yi Xue to find a way to ascend to immortality, in order to get rid of the troubles of the world. Lao Tian has some literary attainments, has published a historical novel, is the head of the provincial historical society, and is a local cultural celebrity.

Lao Tian originally lived in the suburbs, the house is located on the second floor, and the living room has a projecting balcony. It is said that there have been three suicides by jumping off the building in Lao Tian in the past two years, and each time they were killed on the balcony of their house. The last time, early in the morning, Lao Tian's daughter-in-law got up to drink water in the living room, and saw a man landing on the balcony of the living room in the haze, and there was blood foaming in his mouth.

The police said to Lao Tian afterwards: "If it weren't for someone jumping down from the building and dying on the spot, your daughter-in-law would have whipped the corpse like this, and killed someone if she wasn't careful!" Lao Tian Chaoyangtai bowed and said: "Thank you, brother, for dying so neatly, otherwise our family would have become murderers, which is an injustice on top of an injustice." ”

Since then, Lao Tian's daughter-in-law forced him to buy a new house, and pretended to be a ghost late at night to scare Lao Tian, claiming to be possessed by a jumper.

But this old house often dies, and no one dares to buy it. Lao Tian also had little savings, but he had a set of bronze engravings of "Tui Bei" by divination masters Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng in the early Tang Dynasty, which were identified as carvings by famous masters in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. Unable to withstand the persecution of his wife, Lao Tian gritted his teeth and sold the painting cheaply, got more than 100,000 yuan for a down payment, and took out a loan to buy an apartment in his aunt's community.

The reason why he chose this community, Lao Tian explained, is that there are many police officers living here, and Yang Qi is heavy. In addition, police officers have strong psychological quality and generally do not jump off buildings.

I said that the money would be given to him tomorrow, and Lao Tian was a little surprised to see me agree so quickly, and he was so excited that he was incoherent on the phone.

Yes, in the era when money dominates everything, creditors have no status, China is the largest creditor of the United States, and it is still angry every day, for fear that one day the Yankees will have Alzheimer's disease, and trillions of dollars will be fed to the dogs.

Hung up the phone and walked alone to Lost place.

Lost place was quiet, ordered a bottle of Irish whiskey at the bar, and Junjun flew in front of him like a bird hidden in the dark night, bringing ice cubes and black tea to mix.

She wears a belly-pocket-style red silk blouse that exposes her navel and soft waist. When bartending, the host shouted on the stage: "Please Miss Meng Jiang, the singer of Lost place, come on stage to sing "Titanic". ”

Junjun cheered and ran to the stage, his voice was vivid, hoarse and long. She was beautiful under the lights, the audience cheered and cheered, fans came to the stage to offer flowers and wine, and after the performance, Junjun drank a few large glasses of foreign wine.

I leaned in: "When did you transform into Meng Jiangnu?"

Junjun covered his mouth and wanted to spit out wine: "The performance department said that Meng Jiangnu can satisfy the psychology of customers seeking curiosity and crossing over. ”

I was about to tease her, but Lin Wei called, choked up on the phone, saying that she was suffering from a broken love, and her lawyer's boyfriend rubbed sparks with her colleagues, burned, and cheated. I said let's have a couple of drinks.

When Lin Wei arrived at the bar, her eyes were full of tears, her eyelashes were shining, and she was aggrieved.

I introduced her and Junjun respectively: "Lin Wei...... Meng Jiangnu. ”

Junjun handed Lin Wei a tissue: "Don't listen to his nonsense, my name is Meng Junjun." After speaking, pour Lin Wei a glass of wine.

Lin Wei drank it all in one gulp, and fell sullenly on the bar, shaking the ice cubes in the wine glass.

I comforted her: "It's better to betray when you're in love than to cheat after marriage, and you should be glad about it." ”

Lin Wei's smoke ring turned red: "I should have discovered his abnormal behavior a long time ago, changed into beautiful clothes every day, bathed frequently, and became cleaner day by day." ”

Junjun couldn't help but laugh: "You don't want your boyfriend to be dirtier than a pig, isn't it clean?" Like me, the socks I wear can smoke piglets. ”

Lin Wei said: "You don't understand, psychologists say that men suddenly become clean one day, change their habits, and mostly have affairs." ”

"Maybe you're getting clean." Junjun said.

"It has nothing to do with cleanliness, I take a shower when I go home, in order to wash off the smell after being intimate with my lover, and I take a shower before going out in order to date my lover. Tonight, he said that he had made up his mind to move from underground to surface with his female colleague, and that he could go from above ground to underground if I wanted to. Lin Wei choked up and continued, "He actually cares that there are too many boyfriends in front of me, and men all require women to be ice and jade, who has ever asked a man if he is a broken flower?" ”

I said, "Men are selfish for a reason, if love is like a car, girls want to sit in a luxury car when they meet it, and men are more concerned about how many cars the woman has ridden." ”

At this time, Junjun's eyes were straight, he staggered to his feet and smirked, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", and spit on me through the bar.

She was drunk and cried very sadly on top of me.