Chapter 21 Love and dedication Ye reporter

"Remember to help me shoot handsome later!"

Hearing Ye Xiangyang's words, and then looking at the press card in his hand, Di Jian looked confused.

Turning his head again, he found that Ye Xiangyang had slipped out with his waist bent.

What the heck?

It was so sudden that Di Jian didn't react for a while.

At this time, the staff in charge of coordination saw Ye Xiangyang who slipped over from the media seat, and was also a little speechless.

Is this a commendation for participating in the work by the way?

waved and motioned for Ye Xiangyang to come over quickly, and was just about to explain two sentences, when the host on the stage finished his speech, so he had to let him come to the stage.

Seeing Ye Xiangyang walking on the stage, Di Jian, who was still confused just now, also realized something, and called Wocao in his heart.

The whistleblower that day was Ye Xiangyang himself?

Japan and Europe!

He never thought of it.

No wonder Ye Xiangyang appeared at the first scene that night.

He also wondered why so many media in Jiangcheng were so well-informed about the Jiangcheng Evening News.

It's all because of this kid.

Thinking that the big-tailed wolf was still pretending to be a little sheep in front of him just now, Di Jian was almost laughed at angrily.

Meanwhile.

When Ye Xiangyang appeared on stage, many media staff below were also stunned.

This... Was this guy the one who was nesting next to them just now?

Why did you suddenly go up to the runway?

As a media colleague, it is indispensable to deal with each other on weekdays, coupled with the recent Jiangcheng Evening News and Ye Xiangyang's name in the Jiangcheng media circle, many people know that there is such a number one person as Ye Xiangyang, even if they don't know each other, as long as they ask the people next to them, they can know who is who.

Seeing that the colleagues who were originally among them suddenly ran to the stage to accept the award, the media workers below were all numb.

Stage.

Modestly accepting the praise and encouragement of the police leaders, Ye Xiangyang held the certificate of commendation in one hand, and held the giant check that was magnified many times with the leader in the other, showing his demeanor to the many media below with a smile, ushering in a wave of highlight moments.

Ye Xiangyang didn't know what his peers in the audience thought, but when he saw the little niece who was smuggled into the scene by the police lady and waved at him in the corner, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

At the end of the commendation session that belonged to him, Ye Xiangyang stepped down with the commendation certificate and the huge check.

"I'm sorry, let's go."

"Ha, borrowed and borrowed."

Returning to the media seat, Ye Xiangyang hung his press card around his neck, felt the different eyes around him, and looked at Di Jian beside him with some surprise, "What's wrong?" Why does everyone think of me like that? ”

"You're the undercover agent who infiltrated us."

Di Jian said as he gritted his back molars.

This thing was embarrassed to ask him what was wrong.

Why do you look at you like this, don't you know in your own heart?

Are you sure it's not showing off?

Young people, don't get too complacent!

One hundred thousand!

The person who came to the stage just now, if he could be replaced by him, he would go back tonight and wake up with a smile in his dreams in the middle of the night.

Ye Xiangyang said that he was very innocent.

Didn't he just go up and receive a commendation?

As the guest who came to the stage to accept the award today, he actually had to take care of work at the same time, which was very hard.

"Did you take the picture just now?"

"Shoot."

"I'll send me one later."

"!"

Di Jian really wanted to hammer this guy to death.

I don't know if one of them is a morning newspaper and the other is an evening newspaper, and there is still competition between the two sides?

He made it look like he was a trainee reporter under him.

He joined the work several years earlier than Ye Xiangyang.

Anyway, it's a senior, right?

As a typical example set up by the police, Ye Xiangyang was the last to come to the stage alone to accept the commendation, and with him leaving, the commendation conference also came to an end, and the police leaders finished their final summary speeches.

The work is temporarily over.

Ye Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief.

After the end.

Ye Xiangyang retrieved Ye Zixin from the police lady, and then took her to the person in charge of this commendation conference.

Get the money!

The giant cheque that was just handed out at the conference was just a propaganda need, specially made for the media and the public to see, and it can't really be taken to the bank, right?

Usually, the police will transfer the bonus into the account provided by the awardee after completing the process, and of course, there are also bonuses on the spot.

Ye Xiangyang's current situation naturally requires him to give his bank account number and wait for the bonus to be in place.

Generally, the staff in charge of this aspect will contact them after the commendation meeting, but Ye Xiangyang feels that he should still take the initiative and not burden other people's work.

Receiving the award is not positive, and there is definitely something wrong with the mind.

"After the account is registered, reporter Ye can rest assured that the bonus will be fully credited to the account you provided within one to three working days."

"Thank you!"

After receiving the reply, Ye Xiangyang was extremely satisfied.

Full bonus!

Bonuses like his earned by reporting illegal and criminal acts are usually not subject to personal income tax.

It didn't take long for Ye Xiangyang to receive several photos of the scene sent by Di Jian.

Brother is reliable!

Seeing the sunny smile on his face in one of the photos, Ye Xiangyang couldn't help but give Brother Di Jiandi a thumbs up.

Although the others are not here, the meaning is there.

Returning to the car with Ye Zixin, Ye Xiangyang took out his notebook, wrote a report on the spot, and then sent it to the director along with the photos taken by Di Jian and himself.

In fact, these can be sent directly to the editors who usually dock, but since the director personally explained it, Ye Xiangyang, who has always done things from beginning to end, naturally asked the director to go through it first.

Not long after the commendation meeting of the Municipal Bureau ended, Xu Yue received the information from Ye Xiangyang, and even the report was written, and he became more and more satisfied with Ye Xiangyang's efficiency.

However, when looking through the photos of the scene, Xu Yue felt that something was wrong.

It seems that some abnormal people have messed in.

Looking at the bright smile of Ye Xiangyang holding a certificate of commendation and a giant check in one of the photos, Xu Yue suspected that he was blind.

Didn't this product attend the commendation meeting of the city bureau on behalf of their newspaper?

How did you get up there?

Xu Yue didn't know that Ye Xiangyang was the whistleblower that night.

No one in the newspaper office knew either.

In fact, in addition to the police at that time, Ye Xiangyang himself knew.

The identity of the whistleblower that night was not a key piece of information, and they weren't too concerned.

It's just that I didn't expect that this person would be their newspaper's "own person".

The "enemy" actually broke into the interior early?

Soon, Xu Yue's call reached Ye Xiangyang's mobile phone.

"Ye Xiangyang, what's your situation?"

"Director, what's wrong with the draft?"

"The manuscript is fine, the problem is you, I sent you over to attend the commendation meeting of the city bureau, why did you go up without saying a word?"

"Ha, director, I didn't affect my work, so I'll get an award by the way......"

"Shouldn't you tell me about such an important matter?"

"I have a task on my own, resolutely do not cause trouble to the newspaper, I don't even forget to work when I come to the stage to accept the award, director, do I have a special spirit of dedication?"

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