After listening to Song Siyuan's statement, Yi Jianghong sighed, as if complaining that she didn't understand the meaning of her words:

"Siyuan, don't you know that there is a saying that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky?"

"If those people are big shots, do you want to make enemies for your Song family?"

"Uncle Yi and your parents are both alumni and close friends, whether in business or private affairs, I must tell you certain truths."

Speaking of this, Yi Jianghong got up and pulled out the shutters behind him, and the office that had just returned the window was completely immersed in darkness at the moment, only a table lamp illuminated the table.

Song Siyuan found that Yi Jianghong's face was hidden behind the table lamp, and under the elegant appearance, a more mysterious soul was obviously hidden.

"Uncle Yi, what do you want to say, mysterious and secretive?"

Yi Jianghong said slowly in the dark:

"I remember telling you before that this kind of explosive news related to the previous dynasty will be communicated to the industry in advance, either followed up at the same time, or published exclusively, but you also have to bear the consequences.

"Do you think your uncle and I'm afraid of death?"

Song Siyuan was completely attracted by his words, her dark eyes reflected the lights, and the light of knowledge flickered faintly!

Yi Jianghong shook his head:

"I mentioned it to my colleagues at the tea party of the Qimin Literary Society, but the colleagues are obviously reluctant to wade into troubled waters, if it is just the Guanwai Minbao, it will be forgotten, and even the Western "Far East Bulletin" does not plan to follow up, which shows that the Tang Dianrong incident is very mysterious, not only involving the previous dynasty."

"Later, someone with a discerning eye reminded me, and I knew what was going on!"

Yi Jianghong's breathing became short, and he seemed to be nervous, and carefully explained his guess to Song Siyuan:

"This kind of news with explosive points will always follow up according to the tone of major newspapers and periodicals, and if they explicitly refuse, there are only two possible scenarios!"

"First, some people have put pressure on major newspapers and magazines through various connections, and they have chosen to compromise and not follow up for the sake of newspaper safety. Second, after all, this witch coffin town involves the secrets of the previous dynasty, and if there is any big man who still has influence on today's newspaper industry, he may definitely not sit idly by. ”

"Uncle Yi said that all these situations are possible, if we insist on publishing Tang Dianrong's news, it is a question whether the newspaper can continue to open."

At this point, Song Siyuan has understood Yi Jianghong's true thoughts, and it seems that he is sure to cancel the special topic of Tang Dianrong's news.

"In the next few days, you will go back to adjust your mood, maybe after a while, there will be bigger news waiting for you."

Song Siyuan barely pulled out a smile, opened the office door and walked out, Yue Guanchao looked at her like this, and also knew that things had a small turnaround, and it was probably a certainty.

"Let's go~"

Back in the car, Yue Guanchao still had to ask clearly: "Miss Song, Tang Dianrong's news, look at your face, I can't estimate it." ”

Song Siyuan nodded and looked back at the two of them:

"Uncle Yi said that there is resistance to the promotion of the Tang Dianrong topic, I'm afraid that someone is hindering us behind the scenes, I just don't know, a bandit who has disappeared for more than 20 years really has so much energy to affect today's newspaper industry?"

Song Siyuan couldn't figure out this question, and the Yue brothers were even more confused.

"Let's go, let's go back to Song's house first, and then go to Futang's class tomorrow."

Along the way, Song Siyuan was always depressed, and when she returned to the Song house, she took Yue Guanchao and them into the study.

When Uncle Song saw them coming back, he beckoned them from afar.

"Miss, did you talk back and forth for us watching the troupe?"

"Why do you talk back at this time? Didn't I let them watch it in Futang Temple! ”

Song Siyuan nodded: "Forget it, it's all here, listen to what he wants to say." ”

Walking outside the hospital, a strong man in a black coat stepped into the threshold with a black scarf, and when he saw Song Siyuan, he immediately clasped his fists:

"Miss, the situation has changed!"

"After the boss of Futang Courtyard sang a play, he followed the head of the class Lou Wenliang out of the troupe, and our people inquired about the theater handyman, it seems that they are going to Jinmen."

When Song Siyuan heard this, she slumped in her chair:

"I have long known that they have a trip to Tianjin, and I heard that they are going to Jinmen to make an opera movie, but isn't it the day after tomorrow, why is it so early!"

"This, I don't know!"

Song Siyuan looked at the man in black: "I know, you can't startle the snake, and you can't hear any useful news, go down first." ”

"Yes!"

Yue Guanhai was stunned for a moment when he stared at the beautiful girl in front of him, and he only felt extremely sassy and neat.

"Sister Siyuan, I see you like Mu Guiying!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Siyuan burst out laughing, and the depressed sorrow accumulated in the afternoon dissipated!

However, the problems she faced were still unsolved, even if she didn't want to become famous, she had to let everyone in the world know about Tang Dianrong's bestial behavior in Witch Coffin Town.