Tales on the Green Train

Hu Bing's career is gradually on the right track, and he has accumulated a handful of business cards and phone numbers, which are his resources in this industry.He has indeed seen all kinds of people and things as he wished, and he is gratified that he still maintains a righteous and passionate heart even in the face of darkness.

It's just that the whole person is dark in a circle, and the color contrast with Zhang Yan, who lives in the studio every day, is very obvious.

The two of them ignored all the holidays with a tacit understanding, because it wasn't you who didn't have time, or I didn't have time. Even if they both had time occasionally, Hu Bing might be called away by a sudden phone call.Zhang Yan also goes on business trips from time to time, and it's normal not to go home for ten and a half months—Jin Guowei seems to recommend him to Liu Guolin on purpose. The old man felt that his health was failing, so he instructed Zhang Yan to go to Yancheng to meet Liu Guolin every day. pull relationship.

As for the other disciples, they also slowly arranged their way out.Liu Guolin explained: Don't blame me for loving the youngest, his talents still need to be discovered and improved. Some of you have already graduated from the teacher, some of you have limited talents and stop here, and some of your hearts are no longer at this level...

Craftsmen are simple and honest, and Zhang Yan is good at observing words and expressions, so the relationship between the brothers and sisters has not been greatly affected by this.

This time Zhang Yan participated in the production of a set of mahogany sofas. The producer wanted to treat this set of furniture as a treasure of the town hall, and would not auction it or sell it.It is said that the auction price is worth [-] million yuan.

He looked at Liu Guolin's drawing, then at the knife in his hand, and thought to himself: This is [-] million fucking dollars!

Because the owner was very rich, they were arranged to stay in a luxurious hotel, where all meals were included in the hotel, and even the desserts after meals were in place, and they did not work overtime from [-] to [-].Zhang Yan couldn't help sighing, he didn't expect to have such benefits in this line of work, he didn't have the young master's life, but at least he had the life to experience the young master's life.

Zhang Yan entertained himself and sent text messages to show off to Hu Bing, but Hu Bing only hurriedly called him for 50 seconds, and then was interrupted by another missed call.

"Reporters deserve to be single for the rest of their lives," Zhang Yan slandered, "No wonder they work overtime every day when they are free." He angrily threw his phone on the bed.

While scolding Hu Bing, he sent him a message back—it is estimated that the call is still occupied: See you at the gate of Yancheng Mingzhu Office Building at 08:30 tomorrow night.

Zhang Yan understood: This is because he ran to the Yancheng Mingzhu office building for an on-site interview, and then he spent a few ten minutes rushing there to meet him in less than five minutes.This happens a lot this year.

Zhang Yan really wanted to reply angrily: I won't go!He felt aggrieved after being left out for too long.But thinking that the two have been together for a long time, they have been away for a month.And he couldn't say anything if he was too ignorant, so he could only accept this arrangement aggrieved.

While scolding himself "bah", he took a hot bath.

The sound insulation in the bedroom of this hotel is very good, but the bathroom seems to be almost meaningless, and the water is very good.While he was taking a shower, he could clearly hear a young couple next door cursing.

"Tsk, really, the room was actually used for quarreling. Do you think there is too much money?" Zhang Yan murmured while pointing at the foam on his body.

Not to mention the money, if he had the time and conditions to have such a precious night in such a luxurious room, he would guarantee every minute and every second of the War of Resistance and quarrel!

...It seems that Xiaobie is indeed conducive to better maintenance of relationships.

Zhang Yan went out wrapped in a bathrobe, and closed the glass door of the bathroom casually. Only then did he realize that it wasn't the bathroom's poor sound insulation. There was no "water" in the hotel. The sound came from the corridor, and he could hear it clearly through the door. .

"It's all your fault for being greedy for money! Now the door of my house is blocked by those people... I can't even go home..." The woman began to cry as she spoke.

"They didn't come to this hotel whenever they wanted! When did I ever owe them wages?! Can you take me here honestly and don't run around!..." The man has been deliberately controlling his emotions, helpless He has deep internal strength and a loud voice, and it can only be felt from his tone that he is controlling his temper.

Zhang Yan stood at the door listening to the corner while wiping his head: I don't know if Hu Bing came here for this matter.

Then maybe someone called and complained, and the waiter quickly came up to mediate.The two loud voices didn't know whether it was shameful or they had a ghost in their hearts, so they went back to the room after a little persuasion.

The next day Zhang Yan confirmed his speculation, because Hu Bing's text message at two o'clock in the middle of the night was unreasonable.It was probably more free in the middle of the night, so he briefly explained the reason why he couldn't come: the office in the Mingzhu office building was surrounded by debtors, the boss packed up and ran away, and he had already gone to the suburban factory to investigate the situation during the day , the event has been verified correctly.Now he was called back by the newspaper again.

Zhang Yan was angry for a while, and originally wanted to deliberately not tell him the secret he overheard last night—of course he was not sure if it was the boss Hu Bing investigated, but after he was angry, he still told him yesterday What I heard at night.

Unexpectedly, it was rare for Hu Bing to reply to the message in time, and what he said was: No matter what he is, he will show up sooner or later. If he can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. The above has already photographed a few newcomers to practice his hands.

Zhang Yan: "..."

Zhang Yan lazily leaned against the head of the bed, feeling extremely depressed that he and he were in two worlds.

Hu Bing only slept for three hours last night and went to work with dark circles under his eyes. He leaned on an office chair to organize the layout. Most of the other colleagues were paid to go to the scene. The biggest advantage of being a reporter is freedom—but there is no such thing as freedom time, so it's useless.

This incident was reported by an employee because the boss was in arrears of wages, but the report was not in arrears of wages.Reporting wage arrears or excessive food additives is difficult to attract the attention of the media, because it is too common, and such things will not cause damage to the public interest or much damage, at most a fine will be over.

A fruit leather factory that Hu Bing investigated last time was not published in the end. After a week of hard work, he was finally notified that he could not publish it. This fact is too embarrassing and annoying.But the reporter itself is a profession that walks on the borderline between black and white, and can only enjoy it while suffering.If you savor it carefully, you can also taste a philosophical taste: life is meant to suffer, but is it not for pleasure?The magic of life probably lies in always being able to find the direction of light in the face of adversity, and to thrive... It sounds a bit melancholy of a literary youth.

Hu Bing scrolled the mouse to scan the information. This time, the grumpy employee reported that the factory misappropriated the trademark and incited the masses to make counterfeit goods.Today, everything has a "substitute", from novels to games to daily necessities, everything you see has a "substitute".This kind of thing is common, if you don't report it, you will be judged, and if you report it, it will be shocking.

So that day was amazing.

The boss of this food factory may be out of safety considerations, and all the employees recruited are villagers from their hometown. Everyone is prosperous and hurt.But the working people depend on food, and their ability to fan the flames if their wages cannot be paid is also shocking...

Hu Bing rubbed his face in melancholy, soaking in this kind of "national economy and people's livelihood" every day, he felt that he had aged a lot—the kind of oldness from body to heart.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the entertainment page next door, and his eyes were tinged with envy—they shuttled around the city center every day to meet celebrities, and their sales soared casually, which was really enviable.On the other hand, on my side, they are all from the countryside. I met an old man who spoke a dialect and couldn’t even understand what he was saying, but he still had to stay up late and continue writing...

Reporters who went out kept sending him materials and pictures, and Hu Bing was so jealous that he continued to organize the layout.Since this incident affected the interests of several small businesses, the concerted effort had a strong impact, and he wanted to do it well and try to get the headlines on the front page.

At this time the phone rang several times suddenly, Hu Bing grabbed the phone and looked: Wang Hao?

He answered the phone in doubt, and joked, "Why, are you going to be overjoyed?"

He speculated that Wang Hao might be getting married, otherwise Wang Hao would have no reason to contact him suddenly.

Wang Hao said: "I have something to ask for your help. Only you can help with this matter." His tone sounded impatient, and Hu Bing frowned slightly.

"how?"

"Are you a reporter at Acropolis TV?"

Hu Bing's heart turned sharply, and his intuition was that it was not a good thing.When he compared it, Wang Hao had already started machine-gunning: "Do you know about the trademark abuse incident that was exposed a few days ago? I saw that Acropolis TV station went to interview..."

Of course Acropolis TV station did an interview, and he was the first person who arrived at the first scene overnight after receiving the report letter.The whistleblower was probably afraid of the troubles he might encounter when reporting locally, so he sent a detailed document to Acropolis TV Station, which also belongs to a first-tier city. This document alone can bring down that unlicensed company—— As long as someone pays attention.

At three o'clock in the morning the day before Zhang Yan missed the appointment, he took the photographer with him and broke open the door lock, and sneaked into the dilapidated factory area in the suburbs - some people were hurriedly packing their things and loading them into trucks. Bing took a photo of the decisive evidence and posted it on the official website overnight, only ensuring that the basic format was neat.The infringed small merchants quickly reported and complained one after another angrily, and the industry and commerce department arrived overnight...

Speaking of which, he has played a key role in the reason why this incident is so big now, and now Wang Hao calls and asks him to slap him in the face...

Hu Bing frowned, stood up from the chair, and circled around the door very depressed: "I'm just a little reporter, what do you think I am?" He tried to speak this sentence in a calm tone, because Wang Hao was very anxious , He is also very anxious, so he can't continue to guide and ferment this anxiety, otherwise it will soon turn into scolding.

"I've only been here for a long time, and I have no influence at all. You asked me to distort the facts for you, not to mention whether the readers would believe it. If it was found out that I was colluding with you to tell the truth, I would have to suffer with you. Wang Hao, if you do things like this Is it right?" Hu Bing thought in his heart that he wanted to speak well, but what he said was not friendly at all, and he was a little pissed off.

It never occurred to Hu Bing that the food factory was actually run by Uncle Wang Hao's family. Wang Hao's job at Zinan West District TV Station is probably due to his uncle's money to help him.

Unfortunately, love and law are not equal, and they cannot be brought together.These people are used to coveting benefits. They probably think that relationships and money can settle everything, but they didn't expect such a day to come.

As long as Hu Bing is in his right mind, he will not agree to his request.

Wang Hao was obviously angry, but he still swallowed his anger and said: "I will give you money, [-]. My aunt's family has two factories outside. Once the money is received this month, the wages can be paid immediately. Migrant workers will also see the money. You won’t be looking for trouble, I know you are the first person to find out, as long as you write a report to clarify this matter, no one will be able to pursue it.”

Wang Hao argued: "There is no misappropriation of trademarks at all, and all trademarks have been slightly changed."

Hu Bing asked: "Have you registered the trademark?"

Wang Hao: "..."

Influenced by Zhang Yan, Hu Bing's speech was more tactful and easy-going, but he still had a straightforward personality in his bones, and would be impulsive from time to time.Moreover, Wang Hao is his buddy in high school, so he will inevitably show his true feelings in front of his buddies, and he will not be flattering.After several repetitions, Wang Hao's begging tone finally turned into anger.

Wang Hao said: "Our classmate has begged you for three years and you didn't agree this time? You didn't agree to my begging?!"

Hu Bing smiled wryly, feeling like a cow playing the piano: You don't understand such a little truth?How did you get into university?

"What you asked me to do was illegal," Hu Bing said calmly, "I've been explaining the specific reason to you, can you calm down and listen first?"

"What the hell are you pretending to be arrogant? Isn't the reporter just receiving red envelopes to do things for others?"

Hu Bing: "..."

If you think so, then we really can't talk together.

The phenomenon of "doing things with money" is indeed very common in the industry. It is estimated that Wang Hao's TV station often does this, so it is only natural for him to say so.However, the provincial TV station is very strict, and if the red envelope exceeds 400, it will be fired.The most important thing is that Hu Bing's personality is a bit incapable of doing this kind of thing, and there is a kind of awkward stubbornness in his bones in some aspects.Zhang Yan often said that he was a stickler, not suitable for lip service.

Hu Bing pressed his brows: "We have very strict investigation here, and your uncle's crime is not a criminal law. At most, you can pay a little money and it will be over. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Hu Bing originally thought that Wang Hao would be angry, but unexpectedly there was silence over there. Hu Bing was keenly aware of something: "You also have a share?"

"No, if you don't help, don't help, don't f*cking make up and slander me." Wang Hao hung up the phone cursing, looking a little hasty.

Hu Bing stood there for a while listening to the "beep" sound in the receiver. It was rare for him to be scolded like this, and it was even more difficult for him to experience a scene where his buddies turned against each other.He looked down at the live picture on the computer screen, and a strange silence froze on his body, as if there was a wall separating him. It took him a long time to realize that everyone in the office was looking at him. I don't know why I didn't avoid them when I called.

Hu Bing smiled at them stiffly, feeling extremely tired all of a sudden, then went out of the office with his mobile phone in hand, and called Zhang Yan on the leisure bench outside.I have nothing to say, just want to hear his voice.

He is like a child who has been wronged outside, and comes home acting like a baby and begging for hugs and comfort.As soon as Zhang Yan heard his tone, he unconsciously played the role of motherhood - he was probably the only one who was so gentle with a puppy in his life: "You did nothing wrong, why are you angry? That person is just confused I don’t even think about it, who would do this kind of thing that destroys the future and is not good for oneself? And he is not a friend who would risk his life, if it is Che Xiang, then he should be in a dilemma."

"I understand what you're saying," Hu Bing said, "but I'm very sad. I'm not angry. I just feel sad, and I don't know why."

Zhang Yan knew that Wang Hao and Hu Bing were at the same level. They were classmates and friends. In Hu Bing's heart, he was still a high school classmate.Wang Hao's transformation, so greedy for profit that he ignored the law and even dragged him into the water desperately, made him very disappointed with their generation, and also with himself... How many days has it been since graduation?People have become like this.

Of course, there is also the grievance factor of being bullied.

Zhang Yan was silent for a long time before he said seriously: "People's inferiority."

Hu Bing asked "Huh?" in confusion.

Zhang Yan explained: "Maybe he was greedy for profit for a while, maybe he is such an unprincipled person in his bones, you don't have to embarrass yourself. You will never become a person like him until you die. It’s a bit of comfort to others, you don’t have to be so hard-headed to say you can’t do it, let alone creating conditions that are blatantly illegal.”

Hu Bing was silent for a long while, "Mmm", and his whole body was lying on the bench like a plaster, "Why haven't you come back?" The corridor was very quiet, and passers-by thought they were talking to him, and subconsciously looked back. Just saw such a piece of humanoid plaster.

"There is still one week," Zhang Yan said.

"……I miss you."

Zhang Yan's resentment of being neglected had dissipated when he called to ask for comfort, but now that he heard such a coquettish sentence, his heart felt warm again.He suddenly felt that he was too disappointing and unprincipled, which was not like him.

"Then you ask for leave to accompany me when I go home?" Zhang Yan said deliberately.

"Well, when the time comes to turn off the phone, no one will answer the phone."

Zhang Yan sneered, if he really wanted to do this, Hu Bing's quarterly award would probably be lost.There are more than 1 quarterly awards.

"I was thinking," Hu Bing said, tilting his head and looking around vigilantly, "accumulate two or three years of experience here, and then change to a small newspaper office. It's not so busy there. Maybe I could be a supervisor in the past." .”

"It's good to be on the TV station," Zhang Yan said with a smile. He knew that Hu Bing was thinking about him, and he felt that this was enough. "The TV station has a wider promotion path and can climb higher—the doctor said, It will take another three months for my illness to recover."

Hu Bing's heart moved. At that moment, he felt that he would never be able to live without Zhang Yan in his life, and he wished he could register with him now to get a certificate.

"Thank you," Hu Bing said sincerely.