Ye Jinxi faced doubts, but still refused to apologize, but continued to explain, "Colleagues, we can thoroughly investigate this matter to the end, in fact, now it is the Mo family and the Huaxia Daily who are framing me, because I am friendly with Mo Chengde, the commander of the Mo family's army, or frankly speaking, we are first love, and Mrs. Mo Lin Wenjing is afraid of endangering her status, so she set a trap for me to drill." In fact, she just wanted to cover up the case of her hiring a murderer to kill Tang Yishan. You are all smart people, and I am sure you will have your own judgment. ”

Deputy editor-in-chief Lao Chen beat his chest on the side, and by this time, he still didn't repent, and he was digging his own grave. Moreover, if such a quibble continues, it will be to let the Kyoto Times accompany her to the funeral!

If it weren't for Ye Jinxi, if it were someone else, the deputy editor-in-chief Lao Chen would immediately stand up and stop it, he must keep the Kyoto Times and the hard work of so many editors and reporters for decades. But now it is Ye Jinxi, the hero of the Kyoto Times, a veteran, and a major shareholder, so he can only continue to endure it.

It's just that Lao Chen can bear it, but the president who holds it can't bear it.

An elderly man in a suit walked up to the stage on crutches, "Old Meng, why are you ......?"

The audience was boiling again, "It's Meng Zhibei, he actually came." ”

"Old man Meng is one of the founders of our country's journalism, and his ability to come is another big news."

"I wonder if he'll be interviewed?"

"Regardless of whether Mr. Meng is interviewed or not, it is worth it to see him once in this life!"

……

The reporters talked a lot, after all, this is the old-timer in the news industry, although he has the name of the president of the Kyoto Times, but he almost didn't ask about the newspaper, and the newspaper was handed over to Ye Jinxi and others to take care of, but they never expected it to appear today.

Lao Chen saw Meng Zhibei, his eyes showed an excited look, he knew that Old Man Meng was here to save the Kyoto Times, he would not watch Ye Jinxi take the Kyoto Times to take the adventure with her for his own personal grudges, and they would never recover together.

"Old Meng, what are you ......" Ye Jinxi treated Meng Zhibei with respect.

Meng Zhibei and Ye Jinxi smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and took the microphone handed over by Mo Anhang.

When everyone saw Meng Zhibei pick up the microphone, they all quieted down and listened to the speech of this old-timer in the press industry.

"Guys, I'll just make three points." Although Meng Zhibei is old, his voice is full of energy, "First, some of Ye Jinxi's recent reports are personal behaviors and do not represent the Kyoto Times. Second, the atmosphere of the press industry cannot be bad, old and talented, as the initiator of the domestic industry, I beg you to do your job well, report truthfully, and do not let other industries laugh at us; Third, I would like to announce that from today onwards, I will return to the Kyoto Times to take care of it and revitalize the newspaper. And to select a suitable successor, the Kyoto Times is the first newspaper in China, and I hope that all colleagues will give the Kyoto Times a chance to 'live'. I, Meng Zhibei, thank you! ”

After Meng Zhibei finished speaking, he handed over the microphone, after all, he was in his early seventies.

"Jinxi, come back with me!" After Meng Zhibei finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Deputy editor-in-chief Lao Chen immediately cleaned up the aftermath and planned to end the press conference now.

No matter how arrogant Ye Jinxi was, he didn't dare to be disrespectful in front of an old man like Meng Zhibei, who was respected by the whole industry, so he could only follow Meng Zhibei to the president's office, which was cleaned every day, but there was never anyone.

"Old Meng, what you said today is to slap me Ye Jinxi in the face!" Ye Jinxi was still a little breathless.

"Jinxi, think about it carefully, is there something wrong with my words?" Meng Zhibei asked rhetorically, his tone was gentle, but there was some hatred in his eyes.

"You don't believe me?" Ye Jinxi asked.

"Do you think I should trust you?" Meng Zhibei asked rhetorically again.

"Even if you don't help me, you should help the Kyoto Times, right? You started it. Ye Jinxi clenched her fists, she still didn't answer Meng Zhibei's words positively, she was unwilling to admit her mistake.

"Jinxi, it's for the Kyoto Times that I gave up recuperation and want to come back to preside over the overall situation. Don't you understand? Now the Kyoto Times has taken a crooked path, and if it continues like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. Meng Zhibei sighed, "Many things, there will always be a time when the truth is revealed, do you really want to be ruined?" ”

"But, I'm not going to lose, I still have chips." Ye Jinxi's tone was a little excited, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"We are in the business of journalism, not in the fight of struggle. What we want is the truth and truthful reporting, not relying on wrists and chips. False news, even if there are bargaining chips, is wrong. Jinxi, you were brought out by me, I don't want you to be wrong again and again. Meng Zhibei sighed, "Write an apology statement and publish it in the Kyoto Times, I believe that your peers will forgive you for your momentary confusion." People are not saints and sages, who can be without fault, and can change after passing, and the good is great! Go back, you're on the wrong track, and if you continue, there's no good result. ”

"Old Meng, you shouldn't dismantle my platform." Ye Jinxi complained a little, but he didn't dare to get angry.

"You're wrong, Jinxi, it's not me who demolishes your station, it's you who dismantle the Kyoto Times station. And I, rushing over in a hurry, is here to save the scene, to save the Kyoto Times, and to save you! Meng Zhibei shook his head, "Jinxi, don't be obsessed anymore." ”

It's just that, despite Meng Zhibei's painstaking persuasion, Ye Jinxi just didn't admit his mistake and didn't agree to write an apology statement.

Meng Zhibei could only sigh and said, "Jinxi, since you don't write, then I'll write it for you." Your complexion is not good, and you are not young, so you should pay attention to taking care of your body. Why don't you take a big vacation and go on a trip to relax? ”

"I'm not going!" Ye Jinxi was anxious, "Old Meng, are you trying to dismiss me in disguise?" Although you hold a higher position than me, don't forget that I am the largest shareholder of the Kyoto Times. In other words, as a major shareholder, I should have the right to remove the president. ”

"Jinxi, don't be confused." Meng Zhibei still shook his head, "I'm saving you, I'm going to save you!" ”

"Meng Lao, I have always respected you, I don't want to make any estrangement with you, don't force me." Ye Jinxi was also upset.

Ye Jinxi knew that he couldn't easily go against Meng Zhibei, and it was impossible for him to really dismiss Meng Zhibei as a major shareholder. After all, if it did, it would be tantamount to declaring war on the entire press. However, she can't publicly apologize in the newspaper, let alone amplify the fake. She also needs the Kyoto Times as her carrier, so that she can continue to publish articles, continue to fight with Mrs. Mo, and continue to fight with Huaxia Daily.

Meng Zhibei felt sorry in his heart, seeing Ye Jinxi take a detour, he was heartbroken, but he would not continue to indulge her.

"Jinxi, either publish a public apology in the newspaper, or amplify the fake. Choose one or the other, you decide. Of course, if you want to fire me as a major shareholder of the Kyoto Times, that's no problem, and I believe that I can take all the employees of the Kyoto Times and stand up for it. And the Kyoto Times is completely broken, and you can't afford to hold up a newspaper by yourself. And if you fire me, you'll be isolated by the press, and that's really the end of the game. After Meng Zhibei finished speaking, he picked up a pen and paper, planning to write some articles, and no longer talked to Ye Jinxi.

Ye Jinxi propped her hands on Meng Zhibei's desk, "Old Meng, you are threatening me." You know, I'm not going to fire you. I respect you, but please also give me a chance to ......"

"Don't say it." Meng Zhibei didn't look up, "If you choose one of the two and you decide, tell me." If you continue to be obsessed, I don't have anything more to say. ”

"Jinxi, I'll write an article now, please first!" Meng Zhibei issued an eviction order.

Ye Jinxi came out angrily, but happened to meet Lao Chen, the deputy editor-in-chief who ended the press conference.

"Lao Chen, how is the press conference?" Ye Jinxi asked.

"It's gone." Lao Chen said.

"Where's Linglong?" Ye Jinxi asked.

"I was taken away by the Jianghu people." Lao Chen replied truthfully, "We can't do anything to that girl, so many pairs of eyes are staring at it!" ”

"I was put on the table today, and there was a chance to redeem it. But Meng Lao just ......" Ye Jinxi's face was full of anxiety.

"Editor-in-chief Ye, it's also a good thing that Meng Lao is back to preside over the overall situation! Moreover, the matter has come to this point, Editor-in-Chief Ye, I advise you as an old friend for many years, forget about it! We can only apologize if we planted it. Otherwise, there is no chance to turn over. ”

Lao Chen, why do you even say that? In the old days, you promised to always help me. Ye Jinxi was a little angry, she felt that everyone didn't understand her, and everyone was isolating her.

"But we're on the wrong track. The matter of Qinyuan Primary School is what we did wrong. Lao Chen said.

"We weren't wrong! I still have chips, I still have proof, I can prove everything. Ye Jinxi frowned, "Lao Chen, we are old friends, you can't shake it at this time." The Kyoto Times can't apologize, the Kyoto Times can't leave a stain! ”

"Let's turn back!" Lao Chen still wanted to persuade, "It's better to leave a stain than to go to decay, or even completely annihilated, right?" ”

"I don't want to tell you!" Ye Jinxi got angry and strode away from the newspaper building, she wanted to find evidence, she had to win Mrs. Mo and Huaxia Daily, she was also an extremely good-looking person.

Ye Jinxi went straight to Ye Luochen when she left the newspaper hall, she felt that at this time, she could only trust her nephew, after all, blood is thicker than water.

"Auntie, are you going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing?" Ye Luochen had just dealt with an emergency patient when he saw Ye Jinxi coming, "If you have something to say, just say it!" ”

"Luochen, you are my own nephew, the only relative in Kyoto. At this time, my aunt needs your help. Ye Jinxi said, with a hint of hope in her eyes.