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In the next few days, Xia Yao went to check the surveillance, and the camera in the parking lot was destroyed.But the milk tea shop has a camera facing the door.Xia Yao didn't have a legal unit to apply for a search warrant. After explaining to the shop owner, she gave her 600 yuan to go and see it.

The video of the day showed that about 4 minutes after she left, a sandalwood Passat drove up to the trash can and stopped, and a man wearing a mask came down from it. .The happy thing is that the license plate number was photographed, but the bad thing is that the license plate number was found to be a fake.

And that police number, checked by Liu Yanghao, is a fake, and there is no such person in the public security system in the province.

How cunning.After Xia Yao failed to pay back, she had no choice but to pin her hopes on that account book.But after she officially went to work, there was no news about the account book or the nominee shareholding agreement.The town is only about two hours away from Yangchuan by car, and Lao Yang has already received the package and handed it over for several days.

On November 11nd, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yao saw with her own eyes that the news was taken down.The executive editor-in-chief held an emergency pre-editorial meeting and re-planned the layout, but no explanation was given at the meeting.

Xia Yao wanted to ask a question.She knew that this was not something a mature professional should do, but she didn't come here to dawdle.But he was interrupted as soon as he finished speaking. The editor-in-chief looked like he was in a hurry, and said a lot, and then disappeared after explaining the work.

When the meeting was over, the colleagues were just complaining about reprinting and typesetting, which was really troublesome, and they had to work overtime again.

Xia Yao wanted to find the editor-in-chief, but was told that the editor-in-chief left as soon as the meeting was over.

Lao Yang is now in charge of the daily management of the Yangchuan Daily Online, that is, the company’s Weibo, WeChat official account, and platform website.

I really miss the Four Seasons News. When Lao Yang was thinking about whether to go or stay, a multiple-choice question was pushed in front of him.

Can't say good, otherwise he won't hesitate, can't say bad, otherwise why would he hesitate.

As soon as Lao Yang lit his cigarette, he heard someone knock on the door: "Please come in."

Xia Yao pushed the door open, took the work card off her neck, and patted it on Lao Yang's desk: "I think I should say hello to you."

Lao Yang obviously knew about that: "It shouldn't be."

Xia Yao didn't say any more about this, but just said with concern: "Lao Yang, stop smoking."

"Are you really going?"

"What's the point of staying here?"

"I always think you are not an impulsive person." Lao Yang said with some disappointment, "That Ninth Sister was defined as suicide by the police, and several people in charge of Chunjiang Huayue were also arrested. The business is currently closed, and you still have to ask for more what."

"I want the truth." Xia Yao looked out the window, "The truth."

"Goujian, the King of Yue, knows." Lao Yang crossed his arms, "You don't need courage. If you choose to leave to defend your values, who can you threaten? Four Seasons News has been acquired, and the entire Yangchuan news industry is dominated by this one. , where do you work, can you have this kind of influence? Moreover, this is a state-owned enterprise, if you interview the government and enterprises, how much convenience will it bring to you, have you ever thought about it?" Lao Yang said, pointing to his head, "Think about it, whether you have to leave with a backbone, or do you want to do more things and help more people. I can remind you that the reporting environment in other places may not be better than this."

Xia Yao didn't speak.

"Are you going after the truth, or are you going to help more people?"

"It's our job to report the truth."

Lao Yang held up his teacup: "The premise is that you are qualified to report."

A sense of powerlessness rushed into Xia Yao's heart: "If it happens every time."

She dared to report it herself, but the evidence was no longer in her hands.

Lao Yang took a sip of tea: "One more time, I'll go with you." Then he picked up a material and handed it to Xia Yao, "Go back and study, we, master and apprentice, will make this news together."

"This is?"

"The same virtue as Chunjiang Huayue, they are all of them."

Xia Yao had to admit that the last sentence made her shake.She has always treated every news equally, but the things behind Jiu Jie and He Wei are endless.

What Xia Yao didn't know was that Lao Yang made up his mind about the multiple-choice question because of her making such a fuss.

**

In the evening, about half an hour after dinner, Xia Yao walked into the bedroom with a glass of warm water and a few stomach medicines in one hand.

Song Xinci put down what he was holding in his hands. He didn't know where to buy it, and he didn't know what to buy. He didn't know what to buy. The book "Five Languages ​​of Love: Creating Perfect Communication"

She decided to apply what she has learned now, she raised her face, her eyes were so warm that she smiled silly, and her tone was a bit artificial: "Thank you sister Yao, you worked hard at work today, it's really great."

Xia Yao: "..." Obviously a little flattered.

Nodding his head, he cooperated and said, "It's not hard. It's great for Xinci to stay at home for a day."

Song Xinci tilted her head: "Then sister Yao, can you reward me?" Then she stretched out her hand to Xia Yao, "I want a hug."

It's so simple and unpretentious.

The child must be doing it on purpose, any pornography is an excuse.

Xia Yao blinked her innocent eyes: "Then let's take the medicine first, shall we?"

Then let's do it together...

"Oh, I need a hug first." Song Xinci shook his shoulders twice.

Xia Yao saw her classmate Song struggling so hard to hold back his laughter, his small appearance was so cute.A heart seems to be packed in a balloon, floating and floating, floating to the blue sky and white clouds, hanging out for a whole warm season.Puffing her cheeks, putting the medicine and warm water on the bedside table, Xia Yao clapped her hands, blushing: "Come."

Obviously, classmate Song still has shame, and she couldn't pounce on it like a two-year-old child with peace of mind. Then she reached out and slapped Xia Yao's hand, and said angrily, "Why are you clapping?" Otherwise, she would have pounced on it. .

She is the pillar of the family, she is their safe haven, okay, so sister Yao can't be left with the image of a little kid, well, the figure must be stalwart.

Song Xinci thought about it, raised his hand seriously, and rubbed Xia Yao's head: "You are so good." Then he patted the edge of the bed, "Sit."

Xia Yao sat down obediently, and Song Xinci hugged her from behind, and picked up the water glass on the bedside table with the other hand: "Come, drink some water."

Xia Yao: "..." A typical three-day break, and the house will be exposed.

Get up, "Give me the medicine quickly."

Song Xinci covered her face with one hand, expressing her grievance: "It's too bitter." Of course, she was pretending, she was not afraid of taking medicine.

"It's not bitter." Xia Yao raised her head and imitated, "Just swallow it in one bite."

"Liar." Song Xinci parted his fingers, revealing his eyes, "It's not like I haven't eaten before."

Xia Yao laughed angrily: "Then you go to sleep in the living room today."

Song Xinci put down his hand, he couldn't believe it: "Are you serious?"

Xia Yao surrendered: "Then I'll go to sleep in the living room today."

"No—" Song Xinci grabbed the medicine, took a sip of water, swallowed it together, and then looked at Xia Yao with a smile, "We can't sleep in separate rooms."

Xia Yao couldn't hold back for a while, she took a step forward, grabbed Song Xinci's head, lightly pressed on her stomach, and rubbed twice: "Be good, be good."

When she was about to let go, she was caught by Song Xinci, and she put one ear on Xia Yao's abdomen. After listening, she said sweetly, "My child."

Then he looked up at Xia Yao: "She's calling my mother."

"I guess—" Xia Yao was a little embarrassed, so she had nothing to say, "You may be hearing hallucinations."

"It's not—" Song Xinci refused to accept, stood up on the bed, and pressed Xia Yao's head on his stomach in turn, "Did you hear, your child."

"What is she calling you?"

Xia Yao thought for a while, then kept laughing: "Grandma..."

"Pfft—" Song Xinci let go of her, "Sister Yao, you are taking advantage of me."

Xia Yao expressed her innocence: "She really called that."

Song Xinci: "..." I believe in your evil.

"Grandma means mother in baby language." After speaking, he added, "Baby's baby."

"We have a lot of new words in foreign languages."

"No way, the person I like is too good, I have to work hard to catch up."

"Try it, just say it, maybe she will stop."

Song Xinci sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at Xia Yao: "I don't want her to stop, we want to go further together."

"How far is far?"

"The end of time."

"It is clear that the scientific community has not yet solved the problem of immortality."

"Then step back, the end of our time."

Xia Yao puts her pockets in both hands: "She really takes it seriously."

Song Xinci: "Is she serious now?"

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Apologies again for keeping everyone waiting. .sorry