Zhou Huimin is a young female reporter.

She works at Tianjin Wei's "Ta Kung Pao" and is responsible for daily news gathering.

Because she was new to the newspaper, she had few opportunities to go out for interviews. There were no photographers to follow her.

For news interviews, her only weapon is her pen.

There is also an old notebook.

When she heard that something big happened in Zhuyuan, she came over in a daze.

The other reporters had already hurried to the theater. Even the editor-in-chief went. Everyone went.

Bamboo Garden seems to be Wang Zhulin's theater.

Who is Wang Zhulin? He is a big businessman. He is a good person. Well, this is the information she has. This is what others told her.

This is also what is written in the news reports. Mr. Wang Zhulin, wherever he is, he is doing charity again and relieving the victims of the disaster somewhere.

Only when very few people mentioned Wang Zhulin, they hesitated to speak.

"Who are you……"

"Hello. My name is Zhou Huimin, and I am a reporter from Ta Kung Pao."

"this is yours."

Someone handed Zhou Huimin a small box.

A simple small box, it seems to be used to store some jewelry.

"For me?" Zhou Huimin was a little confused.

what?

I subconsciously want to open it.

As a result, he was held down by an old reporter next to him.

The old reporter signaled her with his eyes not to open the box, but to go inside first.

Zhou Huimin understood the idea and passed with the box in hand.

"It's open now." The old reporter looked around.

He took out his box and opened it.

Inside is a red paper bag.

Open the red paper bag. There are ten oceans inside.

The old reporter picked up Dayang with satisfaction and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he put the box away.

Zhou Huimin opened it in the same way. There were also ten oceans inside.

"Ocean?"

"Ten?"

Zhou Huimin was very surprised.

Unexpectedly, there was an ocean inside the box.

She has been a reporter for a very short time and does not understand some unspoken rules very clearly.

I thought it was just an ordinary interview. Unexpectedly, I gave him ten oceans just after meeting. This is a very kind gift.

Her monthly salary is only three oceans. This is equivalent to her three months' salary.

However, vaguely, she felt like something was wrong.

"etc!"

"Senior, can you tell me what is going on?"

She asked the old reporter hurriedly.

The old reporter looked around. There was no one else.

So, he whispered: "For a while, just wear your ears, not your mouth..."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Huimin was confused.

"Whatever the master says, we will record it. Whatever the master wants us to report, we will report it."

"That……"

Zhou Huimin vaguely understood.

But I felt a little strange. It seemed like something big happened in Zhuyuan.

So what happened in Zhuyuan?

"Come with me!"

"Thanks!"

The old reporter took Zhou Huimin into a spacious house.

I don’t know whose house it belongs to. It was temporarily requisitioned by the Secret Service. Anyway, its owner is not here for the time being and the house is empty.

The house was full of reporters. Reporters from many newspapers were all present.

They all came out of empty nests. The most came were twenty, and there were a lot of people there.

"Everyone, everyone!"

Someone stood up and greeted all the reporters.

Zhou Huimin looked around and saw that there were more than 300 people. People were arriving one after another outside.

She secretly calculated. One reporter is equivalent to 10 oceans. More than 300 reporters are equivalent to 3,000 oceans! This cost is really huge. She doesn’t know who is behind the money. The people behind the scenes must be very rich.

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"Everyone, let me give you a brief introduction to the situation. Now Zhuyuan has been attacked by unknown gangsters. The people inside were killed and injured. Only Wang Zhulin himself managed to escape."

"My name is Luo Yiming. I'm from the Fuxing Society Secret Service. We happened to pass by and blocked the gangsters in Zhuyuan. But the gangsters were very powerful. We couldn't resist, so we asked the garrison for help."

"There are some rumors out there now, saying that the gangsters inside are Japanese disguised as such. We have not yet confirmed these claims. We hope that everyone will not spread rumors, spread rumors, or believe rumors. Everything will be subject to official announcements."

"If, I say if, if it turns out that the gangsters inside are really related to the Japanese, we will also refer it to the relevant departments for handling. Please believe that we are confident and capable of handling this crisis."

Luo Yiming talked eloquently.

He was the best at this kind of thing. Therefore, Zhang Yong asked him to handle it.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

People kept taking pictures.

It's an older camera.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Only a handful of reporters use brand-new cameras.

Most reporters don't even have the oldest cameras. They can only rely on pens to take notes.

For example, Zhou Huimin.

She quickly wrote down what Luo Yiming said.

After recording, she felt like something was wrong. But she didn't feel anything was wrong.

Luo Yiming seems to be implying that the Japanese are criminal thieves?

But it seems there isn’t…

So what's going on?

At this time, someone came over to distribute press releases.

They have all been printed a long time ago. They have a unified format and the same content.

"Everyone, please pay attention!"

"Everyone, please pay attention!"

Luo Yiming shouted profoundly.

For the sake of ten oceans, everyone quickly quieted down.

"This is the official announcement."

"The relevant details are already in the announcement."

"However, please don't send the announcement directly. You should use it yourself and polish it."

"Our request is to be straightforward, popular and easy to understand. Let all the people in Tianjin Wei know the contents of the notice. Therefore, we will cover all newspapers for the next three days. All newspapers will be provided free of charge.

Distributed to the whole society!”

Luo Yiming announced loudly.

All the reporters looked at each other thoughtfully.

Many experienced reporters seemed to have smelled some kind of smoke and became a little excited.

This is a battle!
To be continued...