As the person involved, Tong Feifei could only sigh helplessly when she learned the news, and just glanced at the latest reply on Weibo, and turned off her phone directly.

My own acting career has come to an end.

Ending at its most glorious time is also a destination.

But originally, the news was announced at a press conference a week later.

Before this, the only people who knew about this were themselves, Cheng Qiang, Cheng Quan and the agent.

Cheng Quan is already like that, so naturally he is not in the mood to release the news, and it will not spread so quickly.

As for the agent, once his affairs are announced, his golden rice bowl will be gone. If he can make a profit for a week, he will not do such a loss.

"Brother Qiang, it's you." Tong Feifei put down her chopsticks and gently pushed Cheng Qiang. "It's already spread now. I want to turn off my phone, otherwise the phone will explode."

"Well, it's me." Cheng Qiang did not deny at all. He carefully cut a large lamb chop, "The matter has been settled, there is no need to delay."

"Are you still afraid that I will run away?" Tong Feifei smiled helplessly.

Cheng Qiang turned his head and used a fork to raise the lamb chops: "I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you. I'm afraid you're too nostalgic for the career in the entertainment industry, but here is a greater career."

"That's how you are." Tong Feifei snatched the fork from Cheng Qiang's hand and sent the lamb chops into Cheng Qiang's mouth with his own hands. "The meat that enters his mouth needs to be repaired."

At a glance, Tong Feifei’s official Weibo announced that it would be closed.

A simple thing reflects the overwhelming advantage of online media.

In less than two hours, it was enough to spread all over the country, and the cost on the Internet was almost zero. Evening News and Daily magazines were finalized early and had to be one day late.

For traditional paper media, the speed is incomparable, and it can only depend on depth.

At 130 pm, Lin Qiang received an emergency call from Wang Wenjun after lunch.

"I received your gift." Lin Qiang answered the phone and shouted, "Do you dare to remind me in advance! I unpacked the packaging in front of everyone in the bank!"

"Haha!" Wang Wenjun laughed, "I was going to send it to the dormitory, but I was afraid that you were not here, so the address was still filled in the bank."

"My God..." Lin Qiang slapped his head, "Okay, I'll go back and try it. I feel so disgusting."

"Stop teasing, talk about serious matters." Wang Wenjun quickly said, "You know what Tong Feifei is doing."

"Yes." Lin Qiang nodded, with an ominous premonition.

"The editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief of our entertainment version called me one after another, wanting me to publish a manuscript about getting married." Wang Wenjun said helplessly. "It's very urgent, I'll be there tonight."

"What does it mean?" Lin Qiang said in confusion, "Your newspaper has so many people, so it's far from looking for you, a reporter?"

"It's all because of you!" Wang Wenjun laughed and scolded, "There has been a change in the family. Cheng Quan's previous job as the chairman of Jijing Bank is naturally concerned, and many people have noticed it. Not long ago, he was suddenly replaced by Chen Xingyuan. I don't know where he went. If you ask a little, you will know what Cheng Quan is not dealing with you! If you say you must have a clear understanding of the overall situation, right?"

"It's already so deep..." Lin Qiang was stunned and suddenly asked, "Wait, how do you know what Chengquan is doing?"

"I have super eyeliner!"

"All right……"

"To be honest, you can do it or not." Wang Wenjun tentatively said, "It's just... the leader over there said that if I can come out for exclusive reports, I can go back to Beijing in advance."

“How early?”

"It's about half a month, and you can find a way to get the reporter's certificate. The editor-in-chief approves it and get it down immediately."

"I... don't care. It's just gossiping." Lin Qiang asked, "Do you think it's necessary? It's not just a reporter's certificate. If this news breaks out, will it help you in your future?"

"It must be." Wang Wenjun nodded. "Actually, the last news from Xinda was enough for me to gain a foothold... Of course, you know what happened next. If you can report exclusively in front of others this time, you might be able to become the chief reporter..."

"Chief reporter? What?"

"It's just that it's more free and cool, you can arrange tasks yourself without being completely managed by the editor. This is the new commercialization policy of the Evening News."

"Oh? It sounds good." Lin Qiang asked again, "Has the leader of the newspaper made you this promise?"

"I've been hinted for a moment." Wang Wenjun also asked, "Now you and Chen Xingyuan should have eased up, right? In that case, President Lu shouldn't give me any more shoes. Now the Evening News is transforming into commercialization, and the entertainment version is in a hurry to achieve results. You know..."

"That's it..." Lin Qiang said bluntly after thinking for a moment, "I'll string you up the details I can tell, I'll give you a timeline, send you an email, and try to complete a manuscript. The old rules, I'll review it before the editor-in-chief."

"OK!" Wang Wenjun said happily, "If it really works, I will have a better life in the future."

After saying that, she said embarrassedly: "Will this cause you trouble?"

"Not hindrance, what I exposed was the details that everyone knew. It was just faster to learn the whole story from my mouth than Sisanda. What the media wanted was faster."

"That's so thankful!!" Wang Wenjun said with a wicked smile, "Go back and comfort you."

“…”

Journalists of this era have only two routes—

The deep political line and the communication route are the route of revelation. The former follows the rules and follows a relatively stable path, constantly honing his writing skills and perspective, providing professional news, and even tends to be academic.

The latter is to rely on diligent movement and a broad network of people to discover news at the first time and to quickly send out incisive reports.

It seems that Wang Wenjun didn't even want to get into the first path, so he had been expected from the first meeting of Lin Qiang.

"There's no way." Lin Qiang opened the text software and began to recall the beginning of the matter. He started from fulfilling his tenure as chairman of Jijing Bank. To this end, he had to spend a complete time, ignore himself and October, and try to tell it out objectively and impartially.

At the same time, Jijing Bank, the chairman's office.

Qin Zheng sat opposite Chen Xingyuan and had just finished talking about these things. Although reporting gossip to Chen Xingyuan was not his job, in their eyes, marrying a wife was already a strategic matter, which was related to the behind-the-scenes operation of the entire bank and the choice of the real big boss.

Chen Xingyuan sat quietly at the table and thought for five minutes, his expression neither happy nor sad. It is hard to imagine what he thought for five minutes like this.

Finally, Chen Xingyuan spoke, but his voice was a little dull because he didn't speak for a long time.

"Are the parties involved determined?"

"Although it's not certain, it's not negated." Qin Zheng said seriously. "99% is true."

"How can I see it?"

"First, this incident has a great reputational impact on both Cheng Qiang and Tong Feifei. If it is fabricated, both sides will definitely jump out and deny it as soon as possible to avoid the fermentation of the matter." Qin Zheng stretched out his finger and continued to analyze, "Second. The spread speed is astonishingly fast and no one stops it, as if someone is secretly catalyzing. If it is news that is spreading randomly by Ah Cat and Ah Dog, there is absolutely no such spreading power."

Chen Xingyuan rubbed his chin and raised the corners of his mouth gently. He sat on the chair and turned around for a while, looking out the window, with his expression as if he was thanking an old friend: "God. I finally stood on our side."

"Persevere, you will finally get something." Qin Zhengyiran sighed, "In that case, Cheng Qiang will not be able to leave you in a short period of time. He will depend on you until the next generation grows up and becomes an adult."

"So, we must hold everything tighter." Chen Xingyuan gently raised his arm and suddenly clenched his right fist, which was the force and momentum that even young people might not have.

At this moment, Chen Xingyuan suddenly said something inappropriate:

"Qin Zheng, how is your nephew now?"

"Guan Kui?" Chief Qin sighed and shook his head helplessly, "I beg you to sell your face in vain. Now it seems that he still plans to continue working in Longyuan."

"Young man, it's good to be a little stubborn." Chen Xingyuan turned the chair back and faced Qin Zheng, "If you can't bear the following things, you can't do it."

Qin Zheng looked at Chen Xingyuan's eyes like black holes and couldn't help but shivered.

How far he saw and what he saw.

But no matter what, the old man in front of him is the winner, achieving the goal that ordinary people dare not even imagine.

For Qin Zheng, Chen Xingyuan was no longer just a leader and a division commander.

Like a lighthouse on the sea, like a polar star, Qin Zheng could only know the north and south when he saw him.

…………

Cheng Qiang's marriage alarmed too many people. People outside watched the fun, while people inside were happy and sad.

On this very edge, very, very edge, there is a man curled up at his desk.

Is this matter irrelevant to him? It has nothing to do with him.

Is it related to him? It's related.

Yuan Guankui knew everything, so he naturally expected everything.

For him, life was a big gamble. Between his uncle, a bank executive and the heir of the 100 billion empire, he chose the latter without hesitation. He firmly believed that money is more honest, reliable and long-lasting than people's hearts. It is precisely because of this most firm and reliable thing that Yuan Guankui has always maintained confidence and moved forward. He must endure, and one day he can endure it until he can fully take over the power. In this process, no amount of shame or failure has nothing to do with it, because he will be the winner, and money will not lie.

And now, his only totem began to collapse and collapse.

Consuming, from the heir of a hundred billion assets to an optional abandoned son.

Then you are the abandoned son among the abandoned sons, the abandoned son in the hands of the abandoned son.

Yuan Guankui, on the verge of collapse, collapsed on the chair, hugging his legs, his eyes empty and trembling.

In the front, there is a complete loss of power.

Behind it is the completely broken uncle.

On the left is Lin Qiang with a strong momentum.

On the right is Hao Wei who is eyeing him.

Yuan Guankui felt that everyone was looking at him, laughing at him, and spitting on him. Time would slowly pass, and he would always be curled up in this corner, and they would each forge their own careers.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

A knock on the door sounded, and Zhang Jiaming's voice came from outside.

"President Yuan, do you want to review the bonus distribution table?"

"No need." Yuan Guankui said tremblingly through the door.
To be continued...