"If you need it, please be sure to ask Bai Ye for help. We are your most solid backing."

After discussing various details, Wen Hong sincerely entrusted Leyu with tears in her eyes, making Leyu feel that Baiye Walker is really enthusiastic - even traitors like "Yinyin Yin" are so caring. Fortunately, he put on a vest and reduced his favorability at Xuanzhu Baiye to "cold" from the beginning, otherwise he might have become the backbone member of Xuanzhu Baiye now.

However, Wen Hong’s request was just right for the music.

Since the ambush in the dark alley half a month ago, Leyu has been holding her breath - he was not made of mud, and he was almost surrounded by dozens of big men in circles. If Mu Qingmei hadn't helped him, he would have really handed over Jing Zhengwei's first drop of blood. How could he not be angry?

But it was just that it was a critical period for the newspaper, and Leyu didn't know who sent the group, so she endured this anger and dealt with the matter of "Youth Daily" first.

What's more, even if Leyu knew who sent it, he didn't have any good way to retaliate. Jing Zhengwei had no private armed forces at all, and even if he was beaten, he could only ask the Jing family to stand up for him. As for how much effort the Jing family would put into him, the eldest son, it was not something that Leyu could decide.

If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have a golden cudgel, who wouldn't want to go to the Heavenly Palace to make a big fuss?

The Yinxue Society also gave the Jing family an explanation. It is said that the attacker was from the second largest gang of Yitian Gang in the outer city. They came to attack a "rich young man" with the money from the second gang leader. The second gang leader committed suicide afterwards, and the clues were interrupted. However, the Yinxue Society compensated the family of the second gang leader of the Yitian Gang to the Jing family. It seemed that there was still some exchange of interests. Anyway, the matter ended.

As for Leyu's opinion, no one has ever asked.

However, Leyu did not expect the Jing family to stand up for him, because he thought about it himself and found that the root cause of this matter was originally in the Jing family. When Jing Zhengwei died, the biggest beneficiary must be the other Jing brothers, and the Yitian Gang was just a chess piece they pushed to the table!

Thinking of this, Leyu felt that Yinxuehui had already given the Jing family a lot of face: "Damn, your sons compete for family property, whether it is vendetta or set fire, just die at your own house. They have to go to the street to make trouble in broad daylight? Do you dare to touch our Yinxuehui? You are pulling out the public functional departments!"

The Jing family accepted the handling of the ambush incident so quickly, and there must be such reasons. Jing Qingqiu couldn't not know that the behind-the-scenes in charge of killing his eldest son was his other sons. If he continued to pursue the matter, if Yinxue really found the "behind-scenes murderer", then everyone would be unable to understand.

In order to make everyone feel comfortable, I can only feel wronged.

In Jing Qingfeng's opinion, even if the eldest son doesn't want to endure it, at most it will hurt the other sons' property - this is in line with his willingness to "raising Gu", and it is just right for the sons to see their abilities.

Otherwise, what else can Yueyu do? Will it rebel?

Alas, Leyu really wants to rebel: they think it is a family internal struggle and no one can kill them all - after all, they really have to overturn the table, and everyone has no food to eat.

How did they expect that Leyu was the leader of the way, and brought Ba... wrong, and brought Bai Ye secretly in, scam their hometown, destroy their means of production, and cut off the lifeblood of capitalists?

Leyu only realized it in the past two days - yes, no matter who sent the killer, it was one of the other three brothers, so it was definitely right to attack them!

Leyu was a little unbearable, but in fact he did not have a bad impression of the three brothers. Jing Zhengwu was a sarcastic younger brother, Jing Zhengtang was a dog-licking younger brother, and Jing Zhengfeng was a bad younger brother, but no matter what, they were all younger brothers, and Leyu felt that he should be more generous.

But now that they knew that the three brothers had joined forces to reduce their salary and establish a social animal hierarchy, Leyu had no hesitation anymore - it seems that no matter what kind of younger brother they were, they would become black-hearted younger brothers sitting on the chair of the capitalist.

Although I don’t know who you are trying to murder the eldest brother, it’s right to ruin all of you!

Brothers, think carefully about what you did in the past!

Leyu asked Wenhong to wait for two or three days first. When he went back, he could find detailed defense information about his brothers' factories.

Capitalists are not stupid either. These days, factories are strictly protected day and night, with high walls and barriers always garrisoned, poor people with guns and swords, and rich people - it is said that the arms factory of the family is similar to military fortresses, and the people guarding the doors are Lingxu warriors with strong guns.

Without maps and patrol and defense information, even if you are forced to fight the factory late at night, you will suffer a loss and may even be counter-killed. Bai Ye may have some troubles in getting this information, but it is not a problem for Leyu - among the guards of the Jing family, many people turned out to be factory guards, and they are familiar with the defense.

Leyu doesn't need to ask them about information at all.

Because Jing Zhengwei had already asked.

Even Leyu could think of a destructive strategy like destroying the factory. How could the eldest son of the Jing family, Jing Zhengwei, not think of it?

Over the years, he consciously hired factory guards, not only from the Jing family, but also from other chambers of commerce, and then obtained factory information from the guards.

In addition, Jing Zhengwei will also play Batman at night to go to the factory to verify intelligence and track important personnel. Like Jing Zhengwu's small treasury, it is one of Jing Zhengwei's achievements.

Over time, Jing Zhengwei has mastered 30% of the factory deployment information in Xuanzhu County. Even if some of the information is outdated, it can still play a huge role.

Even Jing Zhengwei himself had done something to destroy the factory - a processing factory under his command was that he himself burned goods late at night, which caused the original boss to fail to ship the goods in time and violated the contract, which led to a chain reaction and had to sell at a low price.

Of course, Leyu should be used well for the legacy left by Jing Zhengwei.

After changing back to men's clothing and hiding women's clothing, Leyu went to Damenshijie Street to buy some food, and returned to the newspaper leisurely.

As soon as she went up the second floor, she met Mu Qingmei. She looked at Leyu who was walking up from the first floor with a surprised look on her face. She looked back at the stairs leading to the third floor and asked, "Jing... Editor-in-chief, aren't you on the third floor?"

"The takeaway is here, I'll go down and get it." Leyu lifted the food box on her carry.

"Take-out?" Mu Qingmei was a little confused.

"It's just to ask the people in the snack bar to deliver the food to the newspaper or to their homes."

"Is there any such service?" Mu Qingmei said in surprise: "I want to try it too."

"No."

"Then you are..."

"But I have money, a silly child." Leyu looked at Mu Qingmei with a kind face: "If you have money, you have services; if you don't have money, you don't have services. But don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard..."

"Can I order takeout in the future?"

"In the future, you will see me buying the snack bar and asking the store manager to deliver takeout to me."

Mu Qing's eyebrows narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to hide her contempt for the capitalists.

"By the way, why do you know I'm on the third floor?" Leyu asked, "Are you peeping at me again?"

The editors who were writing articles on the second floor all raised their ears.

Mu Qingmei's face changed instantly: "Peeling, what kind of peeping... Can colleagues be called peeping?... When I was writing the article, I suddenly couldn't figure out some questions, so I wanted to discuss with the editor!"

"Really, but you haven't discussed it with me these days." Leyu didn't give Mu Qingmei any steps: "Do you usually peep at me, and you're very impatient when you see that I'm missing?"

"I, I..."

"I understand, I understand!" Leyu nodded vigorously: "But now I just want to do a good job in the newspaper business, and I have no intention of talking about love. Let us work together for the newspaper business, and use our youth to create great achievements that we will not regret! Keep working hard, I will keep watching you, come on!"

Speaking of the music here, the volume suddenly increased, "You are the same. Although the Youth Daily has achieved good results now, our foundation is always weak, and our content is not unreplicable. Newspapers and other newspapers will catch up at any time. The career has not been successful yet, so comrades still need to work hard!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

"Okay, keep working!"

Leyu took the food box to the third floor with her food box. Mu Qingmei was stunned for a while and went back to her seat. With the powerful mental power of the warrior, she keenly realized that everyone's vision seemed a bit strange.

How could she not know that everyone misunderstood that she liked the eldest son of the Jing family? Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei felt disgusted, as if she had eaten a fly - she was actually slandered and liked the scum, and she felt that her dignity had been defiled.

She picked up the pen, but her mind was still confused, and she felt that her vision was so annoying. After thinking about it, she still felt that she became more and more angry when she thought about it. She took a step back and felt more and more loss when she thought about it. She wanted to stand up and yell, proving that her vision was not that bad.

At this time, Zhang Dayi, the middle-aged editor in charge of the "Knowledge Discussion Area" column, suddenly came over and said with a angrily look: "Mu Cheng, I think your answer is actually... nothing wrong. You can go directly and don't need to change it."

Um?

Mu Qingmei glanced at him, Mu Buying?

Zhang Dayi was not responsible for the "Knowledge Discussion Zone" column before, and felt that he had some power. He either called "Xiao Mu" or "Qingmei", pretending to be so familiar with her, and sometimes even wanted to touch her hands. If he didn't want to cause trouble, Mu Qingmei wouldn't be as simple as avoiding it, and even beat him up his hands.

Seeing that he was so 'unfaithful', Zhang Dayi was asking her for trouble at work, but he could really pick up problems from Mu Qingmei's manuscripts, forcing Mu Qingmei to revise a manuscript more than a dozen times.

Now he actually admits his conscience?

Looking at his flattering look, Mu Qingmei instantly understood--he was afraid of Jing Zhengwei!

Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei was naturally in power and refused to forgive others. She scolded Zhang Dayi for more than a dozen words, and in turn she picked on the problem in Zhang Dayi's manuscript. The other editors felt secretly happy, but Zhang Dayi could only nod and express his understanding.

What should I forgive others when I have to forgive others - something to talk about! Why don’t others forgive me when others bully you? It’s your turn to show off your power, so I want you to forgive me?

After saying it comfortably, Mu Qingmei waved her hand and signaled that Zhang Dayi could get out. Zhang Dayi was as if he had been amnesty and hurried back to work in his seat.

Soon, Mu Qingmei experienced a completely different working environment from the past: when others poured water, they would remember to pour it together; if the ink was gone, they could get the latest and best; if the manuscript was written, they could pass it once...

If I used to practice martial arts in my work, although I was very tiring, I would gain something; then now I would get something to go to school, and not only would I gain something, but the process was also relaxed and pleasant - but Mu Qingmei had never been to school, she just felt that way.

Mu Qingmei suddenly realized that she had become a newspaper boss!

It seems...isn't it...isn't it?

Anyway, the capitalist Jing Zhengwei owes us the general public so much. Now I will use his tiger skin to pull the banner and treat it as if he is paying me some interest.

In view of this bad guy who has no intention of doing a little good, I will beat him to death if he has the chance in the future and will not torture him...

...

...

"I'm going to finish eating."

Qinglan was stunned and raised her head to see Leyu holding iced honey pork tea in her left hand and a piece of walnut crisp in her right hand, just about to put it into her mouth.

She gurgled in her throat and couldn't help swallowing. Seeing this, Leyu stuffed walnut crisps into her mouth and said, "That's the last piece. If you're still hungry, just wait for supper."

Qinglan covered her mouth and chewed the walnut crisps. She turned the lid of the water bottle next to her and took a sip of coconut milk. Her whole body seemed to be radiant and asked, "Young Master, when did you come in?"

"Not only did I come in, I also sat down and ate the cake. I had been eating it for about ten minutes." Leyu smiled and said, "What are you writing, so seriously?"

Qinglan sighed: "I am replying to readers' letters."

"Letter from readers?"

The newspaper will naturally have letters from readers, and the Youth Daily is also opening a mailbox for collection - the newspaper will release three questions for the next issue of the "Knowledge Discussion Zone". Readers who want to answer can write a letter to the newspaper to submit articles.

However, in addition to discussion and answers, there are naturally no need for criticism in the submission.

Just like you will find comments about scolding in the comment section, the newspaper will naturally receive many letters of criticism. Everyone is unhappy with reading, so of course they want to find a place to vent their anger.

But just as Listening to the Japanese do not read comments, most newspapers rarely pay attention to such critical letters - unless they are from big names. So Leyu asked curiously: "Why do you need to reply?"

Qinglan said: "Because many letters criticize the same issue, I feel it is necessary to respond in the newspaper as editor-in-chief."

Leyu reached out to pick up Qinglan's manuscript. Qinglan subconsciously wanted to hold it down, but she still let go of her hand reluctantly.

Leyu is too lazy to read Qinglan’s “masterpiece”, just look at the questions to be answered.

"Oh...criticize us to put a stingy picture on the cover?"

Leyu has long known that there will definitely be people criticizing this - alas, readers these days are not as kind as netizens in the future. What does "the author of the poster has a safe life", "supporting the poster" and "grateful" do not exist.

Then how did Qinglan answer?

Leyu looked at Qinglan's reply curiously and instantly sprayed:

"...Cover picture The 'Fantasy Warrior' created by our painter is mainly aimed at showing the style of warriors and attracting the public to exercise their skills and strengthen their bodies. As for the use of female images as the artist's interests, it has nothing to do with our style, and it is also appropriate to adopt female images. It has been 2085, and there are still people who discriminate against female warriors. When will female warriors stand up? I am sorry that my society cannot agree with this reader's view..."
Chapter completed!