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Chapter 6 Blood-stained Demeanor

Du Changlun specially called Zhang Hehuan to his office and asked with great concern: "Xiao Zhang, have you been following the situation of the newspaper and forum?"

Zhang Hehuan was indifferent: "Yes, they were all scolding me. Some people deliberately set the pace and asked the administrator to delete the post and cancel the account. At worst, they would close the forum for a few days without seeing it, and they would not be upset."

Du Changlun pointed at Zhang Hehuan: "You little comrade, now you are in a society. You pay attention to freedom of speech. The forum is a channel to listen to the voices of the masses." He didn't want to close the forum that finally became active.

"But you can't hear all the calls. Some of them are malicious and have risen to personal attacks." Zhang Hehuan found that Lao Du was a slippery man. Strangely, there were not many people scolding him on the forum. Zhang Hehuan has become famous these two days, but his reputation has increased first and then dropped. His reputation, which has just exceeded 20,000, has taken a sharp turn and fell back to more than 5,000. Zhang Hehuan felt that he would turn negative tonight at this speed. This is not a good phenomenon. If he can't stop the decline, wouldn't he have finished his life?

Du Changlun stood up and looked out the window. There were more than a dozen people carrying banners at the gate. Du Changlun said, "Xiao Zhang, why don't you take a vacation in the past two days and come back to work after the show is over."

Zhang Hehuan also followed him to the window, smiled disdainfully and said, "These people are all mobs, there is nothing to be afraid of. I will call the police and arrest them all."

Du Changlun glanced at him: "Don't intensify the conflict anymore. Just walk through the back door and the limelight will pass."

Zhang Hehuan would not miss this opportunity to become famous in one fell swoop. I will never change my name or change my surname, and will never bow to the evil forces in society.

He swaggered and left the main entrance. As soon as he arrived at the door, a group of protesting farmers recognized him: "It's him! He is Zhang Hehuan, and he exposed the clenbuterol matter."

Huh, a group of people surrounded Zhang Hehuan.

Du Changlun stood at the window and saw clearly, and let him leave through the back door. This bastard had to listen.

If you don’t listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss before you.

Worried that something happened to Zhang Hehuan, he quickly called the security guard to go over to coordinate. The security guard didn't dare to go over when he saw that there were too many people. He stood far away, shouting with a loudspeaker to calm everyone down while busy calling the police station in the jurisdiction.

Zhang Hehuan looked at the more than a dozen aggressive men who were surrounding him and were not afraid at all: "What are you doing? Do you know where this is? You have to go to jail when you hit the government agency!" He shocked the people first with momentum.

As soon as he said this, several people were scared. Someone shouted: "Don't be afraid of him. He is not a formal employee of the newspaper. He is just an intern reporter, a temporary worker, and he pretends to be a tiger. In order to become a regular, he deliberately made fake pictures and blackmailed our farmers and beat him up!"

"Beat him!"

Du Changlun, standing at the window, couldn't bear to read it anymore, and was a little scared. If this group of people were not targeting Zhang Hehuan, but targeting him, his old bones would not be able to withstand their group fights. It was difficult to be a media person, and it was extremely difficult to be a media person with a conscience and tell the truth. Has this kid given the article to himself long ago foreseeing the uproar after publication? Want to block the gun with himself? It was really terrifying to think about it carefully.

These people came here to find trouble and didn't plan to reason at all. When they called to beat people here, there was another group of people around them. Zhang Hehuan was a little confused. He had just found out that there were only eleven. According to his own combat power, there was no problem with fighting eleven. But why did so many suddenly come? Looking around, there were fifty or sixty around. This was not something that could be solved simply by relying on combat power.

Zhang Hehuan kept holding his mobile phone, but fortunately he had made sufficient preparations before coming here. If the reputation value of more than 5,000 was redeemed in time, it would probably be wiped out immediately. He pressed 2 on the redemption page and used the reputation value of 5,000 to pause for ten seconds.

The moment Zhang Hehuan pressed the button, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and the picture in front of him suddenly freezes. A tall and strong man was waving a wooden stick and hitting Zhang Hehuan's head. A half inch above Zhang Hehuan's head suddenly stopped.

Zhang Hehuan punched him in the face, time was tight, and he hit these enemies who attacked him as much as possible in ten seconds. Zhang Hehuan kept on for a while, his fists and feet were like lightning. At an astonishing speed, he launched twenty attacks in ten seconds. Attacking twenty people is different from attacking the same target twenty times. Although they are all static targets, the former requires moving footsteps. Although Zhang Hehuan tried his best, it was impossible to complete the attack on more than fifty people on the scene in ten seconds, but it was definitely faster than Ip Man's punch.

Ten seconds passed quickly, the whistle of the car, the footsteps of pedestrians, and the noisy cicadas ringed at the same time, followed by endless screams.

More than fifty people around Zhang Hehuan fell down a large area because Zhang Hehuan launched an attack when time was paused. No one saw his attack, and the object he attacked would not react immediately. He was still in a standstill within ten seconds. However, when the time restarted, Zhang Hehuan's attack effects appeared one after another.

Nearly half of the more than 50 people he hit fell to the ground, and the rest were all scared. What's going on? Before they could take action, why did a large area fall down?

The onlookers thought that Zhang Hehuan was going to be beaten up by a group now, so the security guards started calling him an ambulance, but they didn't expect the situation at the scene to reverse.

Zhang Hehuan actually knocked down twenty people in an instant. No one didn't see how this guy took action. Zhang Hehuan picked up a white wax stick on the ground, grabbed both ends and knocked it on his thighs, folded it into two sections, and glanced at the group of people with a smile and said, "I have a skill called "Tianyi" and "Tianyi" and "Tianyi" and "Tianyi" to kill one person in ten steps. Do you want to try it?"

Hula!

The group of people came and went faster. In a blink of an eye, they ran away completely. There was a sirens sound from afar. The police station people also arrived and took away the few who had not had time to escape.

Zhang Hehuan threw the broken stick to the ground and waved his hand gently to Du Changlun who was standing at the window and watching, leaving only a bloody look.

One Zhang Hehuan is the top ten security guards!

President Liu made an opening speech at the weekly meeting and scolded the head of the security department. It was not because of Zhang Hehuan, but because of this incident, the incompetence of the entire security department was seen. Even an ordinary intern reporter could not protect it. How could he expect these people to protect the leaders in the future? President Liu privately believed that Zhang Hehuan was a good seedling, able to work as a firefighter, and being a security guard. He had experienced the test of blood and fire in just a few days. Such comrades have excellent qualities.

Evil can never defeat justice. News practitioners must maintain a fearless heart! Never bow to evil forces!

Editor-in-chief Du made a generous speech, as if it was not Zhang Hehuan who repelled the troublemaker at the gate today. After all, he was signed in the report that caused a sensation in Pengcheng. Zhang Hehuan is just a picture reporter. A picture reporter faces such pressure, so he, the writer, naturally faces greater pressure.

The best way to transfer hot spots is to create new hot spots.

Han Luyun, a reporter from the Ministry of Culture, believes that it is about to be a school day, and we can just use this opportunity to transition the focus of the people in Han County from clenbuterol to caring for left-behind children. The issue of ractopamine has attracted enough attention. Now six national ministries and commissions have jointly issued documents, and the next step is the law enforcement issue of relevant departments. In a sense, the newspaper has completed the task.

Han Luyun's suggestion was also recognized by the congregation, especially President Liu's hands.

Zhang Hehuan's battle at the door of the newspaper made his reputation almost cleared to 5,000 instantly restored to 5,000. Zhang Hehuan began to show his strength in Han County. After all, a street melee with more than 50 people alone rarely appeared in the history of Han County. Through word of mouth, many people knew that the newspaper had a new martial arts master who was good at dressing in clothes and falling. Han County is a hometown of martial arts and many folk masters. After hearing about this, many masters began to get ready to come to visit this young master for discussion.

Next week is the day of school aid. The newspaper has decided to use Han Luyun's report on left-behind children as the front page headline. The photo of the girl with big eyes he took will be placed in the most eye-catching position on the front page. Han Luyun specially notified him that his signature would be on the photo. After the laptop explosion, Han Luyun regarded Zhang Hehuan as his benefactor and his attitude towards him was obviously much better. Therefore, servile may not win respect. If you want to conquer someone in a short time, you must use routines. Even if you harm her, you have to make her grateful to you.

Zhang Hehuan originally wanted to rest until next Monday to go to work, but Xu Changgen of the Personnel Department called him and asked him to report back to the agency immediately and have a new task for him.

"What? Let me go to Limiao Town to squat?"

Zhang Hehuan widened his eyes, thinking that he was asking him to come and reward him, but he didn't expect that he was sent to him.

Xu Changgen laughed: "What are you doing with such big eyes? This is a great thing!"

"A great thing?" Zhang Hehuan didn't think so. He came to Han County from Pengcheng to serve as an intern reporter. He was about to be sent from Han County to Limiao Town 30 kilometers away. It was becoming more and more remote.

"You are still an intern reporter. According to our company's regulations, you have to go to the countryside to sit in the communication station for one month within the half-year internship period. This is how you come here, without exception. And only those who are optimistic about being prepared to give regular employees can receive this treatment, so this is a good thing. President Liu admires you very much and specially praises you during the meeting."

"What are you praising me?"

"He said that one Zhang Hehuan is worth ten security guards."

No matter how much Zhang Hehuan listened, it didn’t seem like he was praising himself. When did this equivalent exchange formula begin to exist between the reporter and the security guard?

Xu Changgen said: "The clenbuterol storm has not subsided yet. Although you are very good at fighting, we are professionals who write and write. Some problems cannot be solved with fists. Let you go to the grassroots level to exercise and avoid the limelight. It is also a measure for the leaders of the society to care for you and protect you."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I am just an intern reporter. What news can there be at the grassroots level?"

"This is wrong. Fugui pig farms and left-behind children. Which of these news does not come from the grassroots? The truly valuable news is at the grassroots level, and it happens to the people. Go, it's just a month. When you come back, I will help you apply for a regular in advance."
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