The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

On December 28th, at this juncture that was about to usher in the Lunar New Year, the always-silent Haina Company finally stood up and held a press conference. The location of the conference is not in Hong Kong and Taiwan, but in Yanjing.

On the morning of the 28th, the relatively lively China World Trade Center was crowded today, and tabloid reporters were directly excluded. After all, the meeting room of the Haina Office was not small, but this time reporters from the three sides of the strait swarmed in, hundreds No. Haina has a conference room and no auditorium.

Although he greeted the property in advance and kept the security guard, Yang Dongxu transferred the staff of the Blade Security Company to some people, but the entrance of the International Trade was still chaotic, starting from 7 or 8 in the morning.

The press conference at 9 o'clock in the morning was just the beginning. Fude stepped onto the podium, and there was a box-like machine in front of him.

"First of all, thank you reporters for being able to attend the press conference of Haina. Today I will report on some of the negative reports of some artists under Haina, I will..."

"I heard that your artists are all morally destructive. Is it even true that there are cases of seducing female fans?"

"I heard that Wu Qi likes to play big names. Every time he attends the event, he doesn't want to pay a high price. He is the last one to come and has a small white face in private. Do you know as the company's CEO?

"I heard that your big boss is the mainland official behind the scenes. Is it true that he used his background to suppress some record companies in Hong Kong and Taiwan?"

Before Fude's talents were finished, the following began to coax, and you would get mad after listening to these questions, all kinds of hearing, I heard your sister, I have the ability to come up with evidence. You have heard one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right. Do you really know if you report this way?

"Quiet, quiet..." Before Fude came to power, he had the best psychological preparation.

However, these questions were still inflamed, and his face became somber. But the more he made the quiet and chaotic below, many sitting reporters rose up to the podium as others coaxed.

"If anyone is making trouble, I will let the security guard ask him to go out." Fu De shouted at the maximum microphone volume.

There was a moment of silence immediately beneath the chaos.

"You Haina company is very good. Since you don't want us to ask questions, why do you hold a press conference."

"Yes, it's simply selling your reputation. You don't need to ask any more about the behavior of your artists. They must be rotten to their homes. Just look at the faces of your bosses to know why they are so rampant."

The originally quiet scene began to become restless along with several voices in the crowd.

Just then there was a riot in the crowd, and only a few men who saw the wearer's press card suddenly squeezed a few times in the crowd, and then grabbed a reporter and was pulled out of the crowd before the other party had responded.

This scene happened in several places in the crowd. When other reporters noticed, three reporters facing the ordinary were pressed onto the podium by several men.

Suddenly, such a scene appeared, which made the originally noisy group of reporters completely quiet this time, and some timid reporters even wanted to find out where the mouth was at this time.

"What do you want to do, I am a Hong Konger, you are illegally detained, I want to sue you."

"I am a reporter, and I am a Taiwanese. If you dare to do this, I will definitely announce your behavior to the public."

"Just let me go, what do you want to do."

...

The people being caught are constantly struggling, but how can it be possible to get rid of Yang Dongxu specially dispatched to the blade security company, these elite security guards like a wolf. And the more they roared, the quieter they were below, in stark contrast to their roaring.

"Hong Kong Ming Pao reporter." Fude just took the reporter's card caught by the reporter's chest and glanced, "Is there a Ming Pao reporter below, is this your colleague?"

Fu Decai's question made the group of reporters who were so disturbed by the sudden appearance of the scene suddenly stunned, and then everyone reflected what they realized.

"I am a reporter from Ming Pao, and our newspaper office sent me three reporters, that is, the three of us. I don't know this, and I haven't seen it in the company."

"Taiwan Liberty Times, do you have a reporter for the Liberty Times?" Fude asked after taking another person's badge.

"Don't know, our newspaper office let me come by myself, I have never seen this person."

"Huh, the Youth Newspaper, this is no need to ask. I am very familiar with your president. The reporters he sent seem to be the following two. Who are you? Or who are you, why are you reporting from other newspapers? Mixed in?" Fu Decai sneered.

Seeing this scene in front of me, even a reporter with a slow head response understands what happened, and the shouts of these people are exactly the same as before.

"Take it all." Fude waved his hand.

"You can do this. You are restricting personal freedom. I am from Hong Kong."

"Yes, yes, I am Taiwanese, you have no right to deal with me."

...

The identity was dismantled, and the originally clamoring people changed their faces instantly, struggling and roaring.

"Do you have the right to dispose of you? It's not what I said, it's the law. Even if you are an overseas person, but you must also abide by the laws of the Mainland. I am also a Hong Konger. When you call out that you are a Hong Konger, I feel Blush, do you know?" Fu Decai looked sad.

The Hong Kong reporters who were originally off the stage looked a little ugly when the other party called out that they were Hong Kongers. But after listening to Fu Decai's words, he also felt his cheeks hot, which was shameful to the mainland.

"Relax, Haina is a formal entertainment company. We naturally have no right to deal with you, but they do." Feeling a change in the reporter's gaze, Fude only showed a smile, and pointed to the door of the meeting room.

Only then did the reporter realize that the door did not know when the four policemen were standing.

"Okay, these people who deliberately made troubles came out and we continue to develop the cloth meeting. We don’t want everyone to exercise restraint this time. Rest assured that after I finish the report, I will leave enough time for everyone to ask questions. Now it’s best for everyone to return to their original position. Don’t get crowded together, so as to avoid any accidents.” Sending a few messes out, Fude pressed his hand to the bottom.

This time the reporter became very honest, and Fude couldn't help but scolded his bad temper in order to say that you wouldn't listen. You have to slap it to be honest.

"First of all, I will explain the incident of Wu Qi's bodyguard hitting people, saying that we have no proof, let's look at some pictures." Fude opened the projector in front of him, and a picture was projected onto the curtain behind him.

"This is a picture of the scene of Wu Qi's bodyguard hitting people before. From the photos on the scene, it can be seen that the situation was very chaotic at the time, and this, everyone pay attention to this fan..." The photos were constantly switched, as The progress of the photos can be seen as long as it is not a fool. At first, the chaotic situation was caused by someone intentionally, just like their noisy just now.

Fude didn't explain the photo after it was placed. This was a fan riot plan that was intentionally planned. The purpose was to plant and frame Wu Qi, but to put a recording directly.

"Hello, hello, this is Fudeca of Haina Company. Could you please report the Wu Qi bodyguard beaten incident just now?"

"No report, okay, what price do you offer."

"Do you see 100,000 lines?"

"100,000? Manager Fu, are you asking for food?"

"It's not that I don't want to pay a high price. This thing is clearly on display. Someone deliberately found faults and framed Wu Qi. You were on the scene at that time. The situation is probably clearer than mine. We are also victims."

"Someone deliberately found faults and framed Wu Qi. I saw it with my own eyes. Not only did I see it, but I also photographed it. But what does it matter to me? What about you as a victim, and I didn't do it."

"So how much do you want?"

"One price one million."

"Is this too much?"

"One million is not much for you at all, you just sell a record with more than one million sales. Besides, the money is not my own. This is for our editor-in-chief. If you just want a live photo, , I can sell it to you for 100,000, but I don’t dare to guarantee if our newspaper will report this."

...

After the recording was finished, there was no sound in the conference room, fee reports, or paid silence, which had always been the unspoken rules of major newspapers. They were suddenly stabbed, and the reporters at the scene felt like they were torn off the last piece of shame.

Several reporters were filled with outrage, and they were particularly ashamed of this kind of thing. These people were new at first sight.

Looking at the reporter's blushing from the audience, the smile on Fudecai's face was more intense, but his eyes were a bit weird. "After the recording fell for a while, the following was still very quiet for half a day, before Fude opened his mind to break the calm.

But look at me below, I look at you, they originally wanted the first question, they didn't even raise their hands at this time.

"No one asks a question?" Fu Decai asked again. No one in the audience dared to stare at him. "Well, let's move on to the next topic. Does anyone want to know which reporter this recording is? The newspaper?"

boom!

Below, it seemed that the originally quiet horse honeycomb was stabbed, and it suddenly became buzzing. Several reporters looked panicked, and apparently felt that the recording was a reporter from their own newspaper office, because Wu Qi’s bodyguard hitting time had colleagues from their newspaper office, but they got first-hand information at the time.

But more reporters were excited, and apparently there were no colleagues from their newspaper at the scene. So at this moment their enthusiasm burst into flames, just like those who just coaxed just now.

Although the sound engineer revealed the unspoken rules of the report, leaving them with dull faces, they may even be beaten by everyone. But if the newspaper where the recording is exposed is the best shield.

With him standing in front, his newspaper will instantly transform into a warrior of the justice camp. He is very ashamed of this kind of extortion. Such a newspaper is a cancer in the same industry. public prosecution.

In this way, the anger of the people can be completely transferred, and they can also kill a peer to occupy a part of the market and kill two birds with one stone.

"It's just..." Fude just raised his voice.

The quiet reporters below have long necks, just like the ducks to be slaughtered.

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