"We Feng? Come to my office." The editor-in-chief said very briefly, and after he said that, he hung up the phone.

Wei Feng was even more proud. He wanted to praise himself in person!

With his brisk steps, Wei Feng rose more and more lightly, as if the God of Luck had opened his arms and was full of kindness to him.

The road to the sky,

Right in front of you,

Raise your feet,

Stepping on,

Fish jumping on the dragon gate,

All the way to the sky!

As for the corpses buried below,

Who would pay attention?!

"Dangdangdang~~~" When he came to the door of the editor-in-chief's office, he sorted out his mood and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The editor-in-chief's crisp voice came out.

Just a little girl, she just relied on the power of her family to climb onto my head. Wei Feng felt contemptuous, but there was no negative emotion on his face. He pushed the door and opened the door with a standard smile.

A twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman with short hair and smart and capable sitting behind the table, looking at the printed manuscript.

She is the editor-in-chief of the News Department, named Tang Xiu.

"Wei Feng, the manuscript you wrote is very good." Editor-in-chief Tang said lightly.

The smile on Wei Feng's face became stronger, but he consciously maintained a certain degree and did not get carried away.

"I am just a reporter during the internship period, a newcomer, thanks to your teachings." Wei Feng reluctantly put the leader first, but he couldn't hear any reluctant or unwillingness in his tone.

"But this manuscript has too much impact, so let's forget it." Editor Tang put down the manuscript in his hand, held the black-framed glasses, and said calmly.

What?

What!

What……

Editor-in-chief Tang's words sounded like a thunder thunder in Wei Feng's ears, and his ears buzzed.

Dark Silence! There must be dark Silence!

Wei Feng was instantly angry!

This must be a shady story. Someone must have asked this hateful woman to say that she would crush my manuscript!

Wei Feng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, his mind was twisting and turns, and countless thoughts flashed like a lantern.

"Go back, keep working hard, I'm very optimistic about you." Editor-in-chief Tang said without a trace of fireworks.

Wei Feng did not move, and he was so angry that he had lost his mind.

For such a good manuscript, I spent one of the few salary and found an informant. With clues, in order to make the manuscript detailed, I went to the damn place of the First Courtyard of the City in the middle of the night to deal with those people with smell of tobacco and alcohol.

After doing so much, what is my purpose?

Isn’t it just to write a manuscript that can shock everyone?!

You said you couldn't send it, why?

Wei Feng quickly calmed down, sorted out his emotions, suppressed his anger, and said, "Editor Tang, can I ask if there is any reason?"

"The impact is too great, and the content of the manuscript is not accurate. Once it is sent out, it will cause a lot of trouble to the newspaper."

"As a free and fair journalist, I do things with my conscience." Wei Feng said loudly, with a righteous look on his face, and he almost moved himself.

"I know this article will offend many people, but no matter what kind of resistance and pressure I encounter, even if it is a personal threat or even..."

"Enough!" Editor-in-chief Tang raised his head, looked at Wei Feng coldly, and asked: "Are you sure what you said is true?"

"I'm sure!" Wei Feng's momentum was not weak at all.

At this moment, even if it is under the pressure of Mount Tai, he will continue to stand up. He even had the idea of ​​resigning with a press release and going to a major newspaper group in the south to take the press release as a letter of fame.

This type of manuscript is the favorite type of a large newspaper in the south.

Editor-in-chief Tang picked up his phone and seemed to be sending a WeChat message.

Wei Feng was even more angry. In his opinion, this was a very clear statement that he wanted to deal with it coldly.

Editor-in-chief Tang’s subtext is that this matter ends here. The newspaper has been under a lot of pressure and should not post the manuscript.

Stay calm! No wonder Wei Feng sneered just a tabloid in a remote city.

"Editor Tang, I know your difficulties." Wei Feng decided to defeat the death.

That article was so good, so good that I was very sure that once there was a corresponding platform, it would inevitably make my career path bright.

If I don’t fight for it now, I’m afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Wei Feng has seen the "big world". He is unwilling to stay in Haicheng for the rest of his life, have children, and live in the old age and see him off.

"If the newspaper has been under pressure that should not be taken because of my manuscript, I apologize sincerely." Wei Feng said coldly: "But the ownership of this manuscript belongs to me. I think I will take it to where it should go, and I will never make the ugly society...."

As he was talking, his cell phone rang.

"This is not a university lecture. No one listens to you when you say these words. Please be quiet and take a look at the photos first." Editor-in-chief Tang looked at Wei Feng coldly, his eyes like a knife.

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, the photo was taken? Did he be taken when he gave money to the informant? Did he be taken when he received medical expenses?

A stream of air conditioning appeared on his back and turned on his phone.

The first photo shows the family members of the patient at the gate of the first hospital in the city, holding a banner high with their hands. Countless people around were watching and discussing.

The second one is a different person holding a pennant, and the angle of taking pictures is different, and it is a little closer. The dense words embroidered on the pennant can be seen very clearly.

They... Wei Feng felt a chill in his heart.

Hopefully there was no third photo, he was praying in his heart. But the photo passed to the left, and a picture from a dark corner appeared in front of him.

The person in the picture is him and the man with a tattoo of a big yellow teeth.

The man with a tattooed red tooth was holding a stack of red banknotes in his hand and stuffed them into Wei Feng's hand.

Seeing Wei Feng being on the spot, Editor Tang copied the stack of press releases and threw them over.

"Aren't you going to quit? Get out of here quickly and get out with your manuscript!"

"It's so fucking embarrassing. Not only does it charge money, it also leaves evidence!"

"A good news, I want to withstand all kinds of pressure and send it out. You are so fucking charged money! You still have the face to tell me about the justice of the news! You say freedom!"

"Don't you want to take them to where you should go? Get out, now! Now! Now! Their destination is the trash can, and you roll into the trash can with them!"

"Scum!"

Seeing the smart and capable editor Tang was angry, a series of swear words couldn't help but swear.

Wei Feng stood in the press release flying like snowflakes, his face as if dead.

...

...

City First Hospital, Emergency Ward.

Zheng Ren was reading a book, Chang Yue was writing a medical record, and Su Yun sat behind Zheng Ren fiddled with the cell phone in his hand.

For patients with tetanus infection, Zheng Ren will patrol every half hour on average.

With the introduction of tetanus antitoxin, although the patient's symptoms did not improve significantly, they did not make progress.

As long as there is no progress, it proves that the drug has worked, and this is a good thing.

Another half an hour passed, and Zheng Ren stood up again and prepared to go to inspect the ward.

"Mr. Zheng, don't you wear a mask?" Su Yun asked after Zheng Ren.

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Chapter completed!