As for other second- and third-level media, there are even more.

A casual man who snatched his feet may be a famous reporter who has published hundreds of influential newsletters, made third-rate singers famous, and made rumored movie stars.

A idler who looks inconspicuous may be the editor of a newspaper and magazine. Any corporate celebrity who has to be urged to do activities is to be on her.

A hero with a curly bearded face is not sure that his writing is as delicate as a woman in Jiangnan. A piece of writing can write a living person to death, and can also write a dead person to death.

This group of people named "uncrowned kings" have the ability to point to deer as horses, turn black and white, and confuse right and wrong, which can cause huge waves of public opinion, and even the city government dare not offend them easily.

At this time, the personnel who maintained order in the Crab Committee did not arrive. Only a passing electrician helped turn on the lights for the conference room. The discipline of the uncrowned kings was a little loose.

Several colleagues from the Entertainment Wharf website gathered on the side of the pillar to talk big, sometimes gossiping about scandals from popular celebrities, sometimes complaining that the Crab Committee was too arrogant, and sometimes shifting the topic to the Syrian crisis. Two people even had a fierce dispute over whether the US military will attack Syria this year.

Some reporters from Xiangcheng Evening News gathered around and sucked the clouds and mist, and threw cigarette butts all over the ground, and from time to time lamented the unfairness of the world and the chaos in society. They complained a lot about the young chairman of the Crab Committee.

There were also several aunt-level women knitted sweaters while chatting about the dirty things that were shameful to young men and women in the company, and their faces were filled with excitement. They obviously regarded the rectification meeting as a place to pass the time when chatting.

There are also a few media reporters who have been intimidated by the Crab Committee and are honest and upright, with a serious expression on their faces, as if they are answering questions in the exam room.

The Crab Committee staff has not arrived for a long time, and someone in the conference room has seemed impatient. He promised to have a meeting at 7 o'clock in the evening. OK, we have received the notification. Now it's eight o'clock. You are gone alone and want to play with people? Isn't the media human?

Even the most powerful gangster in Xiangjing cannot slander the dignity of journalists at will, right?

I think our reporters will attend the new product promotion meeting of a certain company and the new work launch conference of a certain star. Those agents are responsible for contacting the media to actively contact the media to reimburse all car and horse fees and accommodation fees, and also distribute red envelopes according to the media's influence. The 800 yuan is considered a waste of money, which is as high as 5,000 yuan or more, and tens of thousands of yuan. It is just to let the media say more good things to them when publishing.

Liu Baoju, a pseudo-public intellectual who was beaten by Chen Huayao, was also one of them. He accepted bribes from the company in disguise and posted a lot of topics on Weibo to help the company attack and smear competitors. It was their good way to make money. Once the public opinion is grasped, there is no need to mention the wealth of money.

Today, when the news industry is highly developed, the cold treatment that journalists have suffered in the Crab Committee is the first time they have created the world.

After waiting for so long, no one came to greet him, and there was not even a bottle of mineral water.

Someone stood up and said loudly: "What is the Crab Committee? It's fine if you don't come, what's the point of leaving us here? Well, I won't serve you, I'll leave!" Everyone recognized that he was Luo Tianxing, the director of Jixiang Cable TV Entertainment Channel.

The other three colleagues of Jixiang Cable TV also stood up with resentment on their faces.

A reporter from the weekly magazine "Xiangjiang Hot Spot" which was just threatened by the Crab Committee yesterday hurriedly shouted: "Director Luo, don't leave!"

Luo Tianxing glanced at the reporter and said coldly: "You are willing to stay, I will not accompany you." The TV station and the magazine are not of the same level, so he doesn't need to give it to the other party.

The reporter was secretly angry and said with a smile: "Director Luo, let's wait. The left and right are coming, it's not too late. Why not see what the Crab Committee has to say first? We can discuss the corresponding strategies when we go back later."

"What corresponding strategies can a three-legged cat media like you have? Are you discussing paying tribute to the Crab Committee? Haha! Haha!" Luo Tianxing sneered three times, raising his foot to go.

At this moment, a neat and rapid pace passed through the corridor from far to near. The door of the conference room was pushed open hard. The thick oak door leaf hit the wall with a heavy bang, making a loud bang, and everyone was startled.

More than ten Crab Committee members led by Chen Huayao flocked into the conference room. Behind them were Meng Sifei, Qin Jiran, and Ling Yu. Wei Chensi was wearing the full suit of the Chinese Army Armored Division officer, belt, high leather boots, and a Type 96 pistol tied around her waist. She was so majestic.

Chen Huayao first glanced at the noisy crowd inside with his cold eyes, and finally his eyes were at Luo Tianxing and the others who had just walked to the rostrum.

The huge conference room suddenly became silent. A bunch of media people who were ready to move had to sit down again and look at them with serious doubts.

"Who said he wanted to leave first?" Chen Huayao asked in a deep voice.

Luo Tianxing spoke very loudly before, but he was really timid when he met the Crab Committee and did not speak for a moment with a slight face.

Chen Huayao said: "Since you want to leave but don't dare to leave, then go back and sit down." He didn't look at Luo Tianxing, and walked straight to the rostrum and sat down.

Luo Tianxing stayed in the right place, and he was neither standing nor leaving nor leaving for a while.

Several staff members hurried in to debug the microphone, everything was correct, nodded to the leaders present, and retreated respectfully.

Chen Huayao looked at the crowds of people in the audience, tried the microphone, and said, "Everyone is quiet. I will announce the discipline of the meeting first. During the meeting, you are not allowed to whisper, doze off, play with your mobile phone, and do all actions that are not related to the meeting. If anyone is unwilling to abide by it, you can leave first."

Luo Tianxing looked back and saw that the reporter of "Xiangjiang Hot Spot" who had a dispute with him was winking at him, his eyes full of mockery. Looking at the others, it seemed that he was also looking down on him. Luo Tianxing finally made up his mind and said, "Sorry, leaders of the Crab Committee, I don't like to attend your boring meeting. Can I leave?"

Chen Huayao smiled and made a gesture of asking for advice.

What do people want in life? Money, status, power, dignity, and of course, more importantly, face. In just one sentence, Luo Tianxing felt that he had great face, and felt that his colleagues behind him seemed to have admired and admired eyes, and straightened his back.

But he regretted it immediately.

Wei Chensi walked out of the rostrum with a ferocious smile on his face, blocking Luo Tianxing's way, and then slowly pulling out his pistol.

Before the other party could be surprised, the next moment, Mr. Wei's butt slammed heavily on the cheekbones of his face.

With a click, Luo Tianxing turned around in the ground and fell down on his back.

Wei Chensi's hard big leather boots immediately kicked his head and face, and roared loudly: "Fuck your mother! Come on when you say it, leave when you want, and be the territory of the crab committee is a public toilet! How many fucking lives do you have?"

After a few strokes, Luo Tianxing's face splashed blood, and it fell into the three meters of the area around him, which was extremely shocking. He was holding a pistol in his hand. Even though there were a few indignant warriors who wanted to stand up and say a few fair words, they all swallowed the words back into their stomachs.

What's more, someone who saw someone who saw a row of gangsters holding "Flat Head Wind" automatic rifles standing outside the corridor through the unblocked hall. The muzzle was dark and dark, and it burst out with cold light.

No matter how important the face is, it is less than one ten thousandth of life. Even ants can survive! Who dares to make the crab committee unhappy?

The silent conference hall echoed with Mr. Wei's roar and Luo Tianxing's screams, which were particularly vulnerable.

Mr. Wei tried his best to kick Luo Tianxing to death, barely took a breath, waved his hand to greet his subordinates who had been waiting for a long time, and ordered: "Trag this bastard down and hang it on the telephone pole opposite the hotel, and display it for three days and three nights!"

Although it is early spring March and the weather is getting warmer and many strong people wear only one single dress, the sudden scene makes the backs of more than 500 people present feel chill.

Chen Huayao said to the microphone: "Okay, is there anyone else who wants to leave?" After pausing for a few seconds, he said: "Since everyone is willing to stay for a meeting, let's start now and sign in first. Yesterday I issued a notice to the media at all levels in the city. I don't know how many of the people present came. I made a form, signed a name for those who came, and passed it on to the ones behind."

The extremely calm tone corresponds to the blood on the edge of the rostrum, which only makes people feel goosebumps.

A staff member handed a stack of forms to the reporter in the front row. The reporter endured the chill, shook his water pen and signed his name and unit he worked on on the form, and then passed it to the person behind him.

Chen Huayao looked at everyone's signing form and said, "Everyone who should come is here. As for those who haven't arrived, I will talk to them later. I will notify you before the meeting. Yesterday, I met many media reporters on the Dongcheng set of Moon Entertainment Company. Everyone responded to my call, but there were exceptions."

Speaking of this, Chen Huayao paused, swept around the audience, and continued: "After the Crab Committee punished Chen Tuanjie, the interview department director of Xiangjing Entertainment TV, the Qingyun Network reporter Li Hongshan, who accompanied him, was slandered and disobeyed. With a lucky mentality, not only called the police at the first time, but also published a signed article on the front page of today's Qingyun website, using fierce language to criticize the gang to control the entertainment industry, calling on the discipline inspection department to conduct an investigation, and the entertainment industry is a clear sky. It is best to arrest me Chen Huayao immediately! Well, the number of clicks is 75,000 and the number of reply is 3,300. Have you read this article?"

Seeing that everyone was not saying a word, Chen Huayao said: "Since everyone hasn't read it, I will pick a few of the selections for everyone to think about... Hmm! The media emphasizes fairness and timeliness. We only reported a few articles about Shen Youtong, which probably caused some people to be dissatisfied. The forces behind Shen Youtong organized a counterattack and used gang forces to suppress the entire fair and just media class. Just last night, our great reporter Chen Tuanjie was shot and is still being rescued. I can't help but ask, what's wrong with this society? Will there be some places for the media to speak in this city?"
Chapter completed!