More than a month ago, Gayjan, a well-known Western correspondent based in country T, published a story about the police crackdown on protesters in Utan Prefecture that caused a sensation and was widely quoted by many media outlets.

The news report contained many gory images of police officers wielding batons at local people who were standing on the tracks to stop trains in order to protect the environment.

That report won him a lot of honor, and he went deep into the uncivilized area to follow up on such a dangerous news event, making him known by some as the conscience of the press.

But he knew that the so-called conscience was just a fart, and that those news pictures were actually posed in another African country in the name of making a movie.

The purpose is for the Black Utan Prefecture, the Black Great Xia Department.

He prefers the benefits that the story won back to the accolades that it earned.

Publishing the news at the same media outlet where he worked paid him a million dollars.

Such a large amount of remuneration was naturally not given by the media he worked for, but by an assistant named Keynes, the president of country T. Tuag.

Because of this incident, he doubted the authenticity of the series of news about the Black Utan Prefecture and the Great Xia Department in the future.

Of course, it's just suspicion.

As a journalist with professional ethics, he would not question the financier.

On this day, when he returned to his home in country T, he opened the door and saw a strange Chinese man sitting in his house.

His heart tightened, and he was about to withdraw, but he heard the Chinese man say to him in stiff English: "Dollars, these are all yours, do you want them?"

When Gai Zhan heard the word "US dollars", he noticed that the Chinese man was sitting on a pile of green and faint US dollars.

That pile of dollars became a high throne.

Gai Zhan roughly estimated that these dollars must be tens of millions, otherwise they would definitely not be so high.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his steps could no longer be taken away, and he looked at the eyes of the Chinese people, as if he was looking at a golden God of Wealth.

"These ......" Gaijan said as he closed the door and swallowed his saliva, "are they really for me?"

"Of course yes," Hua Xia said, "as long as you cooperate, I won't take any of the money here, and I'll leave it all to you." ”

Gajan's heart was pounding—tens of millions of dollars, which was money he couldn't earn in his life.

However, he also knew that there would be no pie in the sky, and there was no free lunch in this world, so he cautiously asked, "Excuse me, what do you need me to do?"

"I am Zhong Yuan, the president of the Peace Security Company and the majority shareholder of Daxia Mining," Huaxia said, "The news you fabricated about the Utan Prefecture government's crackdown on protesters has made me and my friends very passive, and I hope you can clarify." ”

Gaijan's heart tightened, knowing that things might not be as good as he imagined.

He is a reporter based in country T, and of course he knows all aspects of the affairs of the Great Xia system, and he has also heard of the prestige of the company Peace Security Company, and even knows that the three major mines have conceded defeat to the Peace Security Company and bought 4 percent of the company's shares for $400 million.

The man named Zhong Yuan in front of him was outrageously low-key, but he was also outrageously powerful.

Now everyone has come to the door, although they are carrying tens of millions of dollars, it makes Gai Zhan feel a chill down his spine.

Being able to move so many dollars here can naturally take his life very easily.

"Mr. Zhong......" Gai Zhan smiled bitterly, "I think you may have misunderstood, that news report, in fact, it was only released under my name, and I was just used." ”

The bitter master came to the door, he didn't dare to admit that the lack of morality that made up the news was done by himself, he decided to deny it first, and after this hurdle, he quickly left country T, resigned and left.

"Mr. Gajan, don't say such meaningless things to me. Zhong Yuan shook his head and said, "I already have enough evidence, and you are personally involved in this matter." ”

After a pause, he said: "Of course, I'm not here to hold you accountable, you have also seen these dollars, so you don't need to bring these things over to hold you accountable, a gun, a bullet is enough, isn't it?"

"Well, Mr. Chung, I admit that what you said is the truth. Gaijan raised his hand and said with a wry smile.

The other party mentioned guns and bullets, and if he still wants to deny it, the guns and bullets probably do not appear in his mouth, but in reality.

"So, can we start discussing how you can clarify the truth?" Zhong Yuan patted the sitting dollar and said, "Believe me, our conversation will be very pleasant." ”

Zhong Yuan came here, of course, not to kill Gai Zhan.

Although it is a thousand times easier for him to kill a person than to buy a person, and he really wants to kill this reporter who made up the news.

However, this time he killed Gai Zhan in order to clear his name, which can only make things worse, and Gai Zhan, the rumor-monger, will even become the conscience of the media who sacrifices for resisting power, which is more disgusting.

In order to make things less disgusting, he can only endure the nausea to trade with Gaijan.

Gayjan is not the first Western media deal he has chosen, nor will he be the last.

His request was for Gai Zhan to write a long confessional essay and publish it in the media he worked for, telling the story of the rumor fabrication in its original form.

"Mr. Chung," said Gaijan, a little anxious, "if I say those things, I will lose my job as a journalist and even be sent to prison." ”

Zhong Yuan patted the dollars stacked into a throne under him, and said with a smile: "With these, do you think you will need to work in the future? Although it is very immoral to make up a piece of news, I think, if you can take the initiative to say it, Mr. Gai Zhan, and if you repent sincerely enough, you should not be sent to prison, right? Even if you are sent to prison? Think about these dollars, but there are tens of millions, it should be worth it, right?"

If you can really get these dollars, it is naturally worth it, but I don't know if I can really get these dollars after repenting.

But if you refuse, don't say that you don't have the possibility of getting these dollars, or even your life.

It was much more difficult to get these dollars than it was to assassinate him.

Gai Zhan's eyes flickered, and he said, "But Mr. Zhong, even if I want to publish a confession in the newspaper where I work, I may not be able to publish it. You must know that their consistent style is to like to publish news that is not good for China, and this kind of whitewashing article may not be able to be published. ”

"Don't worry about this," Zhong Yuan smiled, "I have already talked to your editor-in-chief, he is a journalist with a very good conscience, and he is looking forward to publishing this confession of yours." ”