Editor-in-chief Zhang was still nagging, "Look at how much effort did Ajin disguise himself and get along with one of them to take photos of celebrities taking drugs! And what about you, have you put in so much effort? You didn't go out early and come back late like them! Isn't it normal for you to not be able to shoot good news!"

"..." Song Minsheng never spoke a word and listened to his complaints silently.

"Go down. There is no need to participate in the commendation meeting in ten minutes. Hurry up and find news for me. There is much news in this world, but your eyes don't notice it!"

Song Minsheng picked up the camera and said listlessly, "Then I'll go out first."

"Stop!" Unexpectedly, Editor-in-Chief Zhang suddenly called him and said ruthlessly, "This month is your last chance! So many people are present, so I will testify to you! If you haven't filmed the news at the end of the month, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He turned his face coldly, snorted ruthlessly, revealing an extremely cold look.

Song Minsheng said dissatisfiedly, "I understand."

He came to his seat irritably, questioning his abilities more and more. He liked this industry very much and hoped to make a new world in this field. However, nine months have passed, and he did not produce any news that has caused a sensation around the world, nor has he been recognized by this industry!

Looking through the photos in the camera, Song Minsheng accidentally saw the photos of the cemetery taken that night. This was obviously a big news, so why can't it be reported?

After thinking about it, he decided to take the risk of sending out these contents.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity, wouldn't he waste the hard work of climbing the cemetery that night? If Yuewei really couldn't shoot big news, wouldn't he leave this place?

Thinking of this, he tapped his fingers on the desktop and turned on the computer to write a vivid report.

Half an hour later, he found Lao Xia, the typewriter, with great enthusiasm, "Save a largest page for me, the news in my hand is absolutely thrilling! Ensure that our daily sales of newspapers and magazines will reach the peak! You can arrange for the people under your command to record it, quickly."

"Oh, okay, you finally got it digging? Let's take a look." Lao Xia, who was in charge of the layout, took the draft in his hand. When he saw the last line of words, he said in surprise, "You don't have the stamp of Editor Zhang, so this news cannot be reported!"

"Will I still lie to you? Editor-in-chief Zhang said that the news was very urgent and asked me to come and tell you! He agreed to report this news! If you don't believe it, you will ask him later!" Song Minsheng patted his chest and promised, his swearing look a bit sincere.

But Lao Xia was still worried, "Then I'll call him."

"Don't!" Song Minsheng hurriedly grabbed his hand and said with a smile, "He is still in the conference room, and he will hold a commendation meeting next! He has no time to deal with these trivial matters! Didn't you see that I just walked out of the conference room? Without his permission, I wouldn't have the courage to show you this draft?!"

"But I can't make a decision! If something happens, I won't have enough brains to compensate!"

He, an old employee, knows more than anyone else what the consequences will be if he offends his superiors.

"You can do it for a convenience. This news is only beneficial to our newspaper, but not harmful!" Song Minsheng was still begging, "If it is bad news, do you think Editor-in-Chief Zhang is willing to let me report it?"

"Then you have to take care of the problem!" Lao Xia still felt that it was inappropriate.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Song Minsheng patted his shoulder and comforted him.

...

Yu Sheng knocked in the office of Chenguang Group, and walked in in a hurry, "Young Master, there is something wrong."

"Say." Gu Yingchen said carelessly as he flipped through the documents.

"The last time the reporter who followed us posted a photo of the grave of the young lady's biological mother in the cemetery, and also reported it extensively, guessing your relationship with the young lady. Now the newspaper has been printed and is ready to be delivered to various retail outlets on the market."

"I don't know how to live or die." Gu Yingchen's eyes gradually became cold.

"He is the invader of the cemetery, what should we do?"

"A fire broke out in the city gate, which affected the fish in the pond, and made all of them pay the price!"

"I understand, I'll do it right now."

...

At the same time, Ai Xin knocked on Yan Su's office door, "Mr. Yan, I finally found out that the person who visited you in the group repeatedly is a reporter from Dongcheng Xintiandi Newspaper, named Song Minsheng. This is his thirteenth job change. He has not yet gained any news after working for nine months. No wonder he keeps staring at you."

"..." Yan Su suddenly realized, "So that's it."

"What's strange is that this reporter's family is very wealthy. I don't know why he is a reporter, and I don't know why he can't even shoot any news!" Ai Xin said puzzled.

"This has nothing to do with us." Yan Su asked while processing the documents, "Who is the person in charge of this newspaper?"

"Wang Haimao."

"Let his men stop disturbing me."

She likes quietness and doesn't like her words and deeds being exposed to others' noses, especially those who chase her with a camera, which makes her even more disgusted.

"Mr. Yan, I want to pass on a message to you... but..." Ai Xin stopped talking. After a while, he said with a tough bullet, "Just just now, that newspaper went bankrupt! The person in charge, Wang Haimao, was also bankrupt! Now he can't take care of himself, how can he have time to pay attention to us?"

"What did you say?" Yan Su was a little surprised, and even more unbelievable. "Dongcheng Xintiandi is one of the best newspapers and magazine companies in Dongcheng. How could it go bankrupt for no reason?"

"I don't know what the situation is. I only know that all the newspapers in this newspaper disappeared before they were listed. Not only today, but even the newspapers distributed before were quietly removed from the major newspapers and booths... as if they had never existed."

"Is there such a thing?" This was the first time Yan Su heard about this situation.

Ai Xin always lowered her head, maintained a report posture, and said respectfully, "I dared to guess that there is only one person with such great power in Dongcheng. Will it be your husband... Mr. Gu."

Her guess made Yan Su feel sure of it all at once. It was definitely Gu Yingchen! No one except him would have punished a newspaper such a big punishment!

Ai Xin’s guess is not for nothing, “Mr. Yan, think about it, that reporter always follows you and annoys you. Mr. Gu might have disliked him for a long time, and it would not be surprising that the entire newspaper will suffer… Speaking of Mr. Gu, I really love you, and I can’t help but envy you.”

"Have you flattered again?" Yan Su glanced at her angrily.

"Mr. Yan, I really think you are quite a match with Mr. Gu. You are a talented man and beautiful woman, and you are born with a pair of men and women."

"Okay, don't talk, go down." Yan Su shook her head and sent her back.
Chapter completed!