After finishing this interview, I returned to the newspaper office in the evening three days later.

My colleagues were off work, and I decided not to say hello to anyone at first, but to write down the interview.

I was going to have dinner with Zheng Yi, but he wasn't at the newspaper. The phone replied that he had dinner outside and didn't know when he would come back.

Fortunately, I can have some quiet time to write.

So, I ordered a bowl of Lanzhou ramen, a cold cucumber, and a half-catty bottle of white wine at a small noodle restaurant next to the newspaper, ate and drank beautifully, and then returned to the office to start writing.

"Overwhelmed Railroad" - the title popped up all at once.

I felt that it was not enough, so after thinking about it again and again, I decided to add a subtopic: the turbulent tide of migrant workers overwhelmed the Beijing-Guangzhou line.

I don't know how much time it took to write an interview of nearly 3,000 words, and when I finished writing, I fell asleep at my desk in a daze.

Early the next morning, when everyone came to work, I was awakened.

I noticed that the manuscript I had written was missing.

Zheng Yi told me that he couldn't bear to disturb me because he saw that I was sleeping soundly, but he felt that the manuscript was very weighty, so he took my manuscript to Fang Liang, deputy editor-in-chief.

After a while, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Fang Liang came, saying that the manuscript had been shown to Editor-in-Chief Yi and decided to publish the headlines of this issue!

As a result, it is not difficult to imagine that after the article was published, it was another sensation!

At the newspaper meeting, the editor-in-chief of Yi announced on the spot: The manuscript fee for this interview will be paid three times as much as before!

My colleagues joked that I was "a professional who specializes in railroads".

Once again, I felt myself floating uncontrollably again!

In order to prove that I, the chief reporter, did not just rely on the railway to eat, I used the clues I had to conduct interviews, and published several so-called "in-depth" articles in a row, which were called "Nanyue Famous Records" in the circle, and some funny people were homophonic as "Nanyue Famous Prostitutes".

One of them is about a company security guard who violently beats an employee over a trivial matter......

The other is about a company that cheats on the excuse of not paying wages to workers......

There is also an article about a company suspected of smuggling red oil......

There is also a certain enterprise suspected of tax evasion......

Then there is the ...... of writing about the suspected smuggling of foreign cigarettes and liquor

The publication of this series of interview articles has greatly enhanced the popularity of our "Star Daily" in the news circles of Nanyue, and further consolidated my title of "Nanyue Famous Record" in Nanyue City.

For this reason, the editor-in-chief of Yi was very gratified, but also revealed some "kind reminders" from relevant people, hoping that I would continue to insist on telling the truth and writing real articles, but I must pay attention not to cross the boundary.

However, I was carried away by the results, and I didn't know that I had invisibly entered a dangerous circle, and I didn't really take the words of Editor-in-Chief Yi to heart, but blindly pursued "focus, hot spots, truth, and exposure", and paid a lot of costs for this.

The price I paid was from the article "Who Gives the Right? began.

One day, I received an anonymous phone call from the newspaper office saying that an incident had happened to a Hong Kong-funded company called Xiongfeng Glass Factory, where an employee who worked part-time at night had a party with his fellow villagers after work at night, and when he returned to the door of the factory dormitory, he exceeded the factory time by five minutes, and the security guard did not allow him to enter. The employee admits his mistake and promises to pay attention next time. The security guards still wouldn't let you in. The employee complained that he often lived in the dormitory, and if he couldn't go in, he would have nowhere to go, and he would have to go to work tomorrow. The security guard resolutely refused to let him in, and opened his mouth to curse. The employee begged for mercy, but the security guard was not only unmoved but also lost his temper, and the two sides argued. A few security guards beat up the employees! Under the plea of several workers who rushed to hear the news, the employee was taken back to the dormitory. As soon as he fell asleep, several security guards came again, and they beat the employee again in front of all the workers...... The employee was eventually taken to the nearest hospital for treatment......

After listening to the call, I was aroused by the anger in my heart, and I made up my mind to go to the interview and expose!

The location of this Hong Kong-funded company is in Shijing Town, which is far away from where I am. I heard that it takes at least two or three hours to change buses several times.

Considering that I am not familiar with the place, and it is also very dangerous for me to go to interview as a reporter.

I immediately called the BB machine of the reporter of the "Guangdong-Hong Kong Information Daily", Tribulus Terrestris Fruit, hoping that he could go with me for an interview.

Tribulus terrestris fruit is indeed "Jiangnan Mingji", and he quickly replied and informed me that he had also made an appointment with reporters from two other newspapers to meet at the door of this company.

At about 11 o'clock in the afternoon, I took a taxi to meet them.

The anonymous employee also made an appointment with a few co-workers to give us a brief introduction. But we are asked not to reveal their identities.

After grasping the basic situation, four of us reporters entered the Xiongfeng Glass Factory on behalf of the four media.

The man who greeted us was a man in his thirties who claimed to be an assistant to the director of the factory.

However, the interview did not go well.

The assistant first explained the situation and then refused our request to see the client. We asked which hospital the beaten worker is in now? How's it going?

The assistant's answer was only one sentence: no comment.

Neither did they get a reply from the factory, nor did they see the victims of the beatings, but only the accounts of a few workers. What to do?

The four of us reporters discussed it, and we all felt that this incident could not be covered, and they even decided to retreat.

I made an appointment with all three reporters, and I don't think I can give them an explanation.

I said to the assistant, "You don't have anything to say, do you?" Well, that's the end of our interview, and it's easy to get back to writing the press release. In an enterprise, the employee was continuously beaten and injured by the company's security guard and sent to the hospital for treatment because he returned a few minutes late, and the company's attitude towards this is no comment! Let's go! ”

The assistant immediately stopped and said, "Journalists, please wait a moment, I will report to the higher authorities immediately." ”

About two minutes later, a balding middle-aged man appeared, accompanied by an assistant, and he directly introduced himself: "I am the deputy director of this factory, and I can answer any questions directly." Now, it's time to eat, and there is a seafood restaurant near us that is still relatively high-end. Why don't we book a room and talk while eating, okay? ”

I said, "I'm sorry, we're here for interviews, not for dinner." ”

Three other journalists echoed me.

The bald deputy director smiled awkwardly and said: "I have great admiration for the professionalism of all the big reporters. In that case, let's simplify the complexity. We've got a small envelope for each of you, and the answers you want are in the envelope. ”

After speaking, the bald deputy director turned around and left.

The assistant handed out four brown paper envelopes to us.

Tribulus opened the envelope and saw that it was a wad of money, so she counted the amount on the spot and said, "Two thousand yuan!" That's a powerful answer! He turned to his assistant and said, "What do you mean?" Is this money paid to the injured workers? Or do you want to advertise in our newspapers? ”

The assistant said very embarrassedly: "It's the hard work of the big reporters, so we should treat you to lunch." ”

I said, "Come on, everybody open the envelope." ”

The three of us opened the envelope together, each with a brand new ticket of 2,000 yuan.

I asked everyone to put the envelope and money on the table and took a picture.

Then, we turned around and walked out.

The assistant was chasing after us, and we didn't pay any attention.

Leaving the factory, I said, "We will take a taxi back to the city, and I will be responsible for the fare, and I hope you will cooperate in sending out this news." ”

Tribulus terrestris said, "I promise to send it here." Fuck, it's too bad for us reporters to be bribed? There are no doors! ”

Another reporter said, "yes, that's infuriating! However, it is not appropriate for such a small news to be published by many newspapers, right? If you publish the newspaper first, and if we send it again, we will eat leftovers, and the leaders of the newspaper will not agree to it. ”

The last reporter said: "Yes, it did insult our reporters, but the leaders of our newspaper don't like to eat leftovers, so let's publish the press release of your two newspapers, and we will cooperate next time." ”