Curiosity kills the cat. Even if the cat has nine lives, it cannot escape the curse.

Every little clue of the Luohe Village incident appears and goes deeper, just like a small bait, making it rush forward north, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

Xiangbei bought a train ticket back to Hedong through 123o6. However, he suddenly realized that he had not spoken to Luo Jingchen on the phone. The mystery of the "Death Signature" must be clarified!

"Hello, Teacher Luo, I am Xiangbei." On the train back to Hedong, Luo Jingchen called Bei.

"Hello, Xiang reporter, I haven't contacted you for a long time, and you won't come to our Luohe Village to have a look."

"Well, I've been too busy recently." Xiangbei said, "I want to find out if there are two people from our Luohe Village."

Luo Jingchen said: "Which two people?"

"Li Aixing, Sun Cheng."

The other party was silent...

"Hey, Teacher Luo, are you listening?"

"Oh... to the reporter, I'm listening..." Luo Jingchen hurriedly responded, "I'm thinking about the names of the two people you mentioned, and I'm not particularly impressed. You also know that Luohe Village has many people, and they are not from our Luo family."

"That's right. These two people were signed by the villagers' representatives in a material for the Luohe Village land acquisition project. However, I checked it through a friend and found that these two people had already passed away." Xiangbei said.

Luo Jingchen: "Is there such a thing?"

Xiangbei: "You don't know?"

Luo Jingchen: "I don't understand..."

Xiangbei: "But, aren't you and Xu Changlin responsible for the land acquisition materials in Luohe Village?"

Luo Jingchen: "I have never heard of the material you mentioned. I don't know where you got the news?"

Xiangbei: "This...the internal materials I got from the relevant departments."

Luo Jingchen: "Is this material reliable?"

Xiangbei: "Official materials are undoubtedly conclusive."

Luo Jingchen: "Then I don't know. I said that I don't know that there is such a proof of giving up hearing in Luohe Village project. To the reporter, I am just a deputy, and all the work is organized by Xuchanglin. You shouldn't ask me some questions. I suggest you find him to know about it."

Looking for him? Did you ask me to go to heaven to interview him? Xiangbei found it ridiculous. However, he also heard that Luo Jingchen's tone was unhappy and did not continue to ask.

Beijiang Evening News, lunch break.

Qu Changguo left the newspaper in a hurry.

"Changguo, where are you going?"

In the first floor lobby, Qu Changguo met President Zhao Qingdong.

Seeing the newspaper boss, Qu Changguo was stunned for a moment, and soon returned to his normal expression: "President, I'll go out to do something, hehe."

Zhao Qingdong: "By the way, you will be the person in charge of the editor-in-chief's duty in the next week, right?"

Qu Changguo: "Yes, President, what instructions do you have?"

Zhao Qingdong: "There is an enterprise in the province that will have an event next week, which is the launching ceremony of a chemical project. For old customers, I hope we will come and support it. Leave this matter to you. You can arrange a reporter to go over and pick it up and write it out."

Qu Changguo: "Don't worry, I will arrange the people in the afternoon!"

The tasks assigned by the top leader of the newspaper are naturally the most important job, and Qu Changguo dare not neglect it. He wrote this in his mobile phone memo.

In the north of Hedong City, a Yellow River floating bridge becomes the only channel for traffic on both sides of the north and south, with vehicles of all sizes flowing continuously. Under the bridge is the Bayankala Mountains, which originated thousands of kilometers away, and crossed the rolling Yellow River water in nine provinces and regions. The river water flows with ice.

In a viewing corridor on the north side of the river bank, Qu Changguo arrived as promised. One side was wearing black clothes and a black baseball cap.

"Qingcheng, why are you so anxious?" Qu Changguo was a little impatient.

"Have you been busy lately, Mr. Qu." The man in black was very calm.

"It's okay, what's the matter? Tell me! I still have a lot to do."

"I heard about Luohe Village, but it's not finished yet."

"It's not finished? Who did you hear? The city, group, newspaper, what should be dealt with, what should be caught, and the project has been stopped. Why is it not finished?" Qu Changguo was a little excited.

"Give it." The man in black did not say anything and handed him the phone, which was a message.

Qu Changguo read it carefully, and at the end of the reading, his mood became even more irritable: "How could this happen? You are so ungrateful! Don't worry, leave this matter to me."

Man in Black: "Do you have a plan?"

Qu Changguo: "Not yet, I have to find a way if I can't do it."

The man in black: "I don't know what you thought at that time, choose such a person!"

Qu Changguo: "I naturally have my considerations, and you don't need to teach me a lesson."

The man in black: "That's good, don't worry us. The Luohe Village project should be restarted soon, but the overall strategy has been adjusted. The original shift in focus has been rejected. This time the city will build two focus points. At this critical moment, the report on Luohe Village should be calmed down, so don't miss the big thing."

Qu Changguo: "I understand."

The man in black: "Success or failure is here, the development of the entire Hedong, your future and destiny are all tied to this small Luohe Village."

Qu Changguo was silent.

In front of my sight, a huge ice icy was blocked by a corner of the river bank. However, the soil was soft, and one after another, the ice icy gathered together to form a huge impact, destroying the corner and carrying it away.

As the evening approached, Xiangbei's family of three returned home. Because they were too tired, the three of them had a very "sloppy" supper. After dinner, the three of them lay down and fell asleep. This was the most reliable time Xiangbei had ever slept since their death in the report.

The next morning, the winter sun shone through the window, making people feel lazy. Xiangbei got up early, washed up, sorted it out carefully, shaved off his beard that had been growing for three or four days, and chose a brightly colored down jacket. He was about to restart his career. Come on. Xiangbei looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror and carefully tidied himself up.

Of course, he also understood that criticism and private comments are naturally inevitable. This is the workplace culture, a rule that no one can escape from anything. However, as long as you can pass this level, these are not a problem. After working for so many years, Xiangbei still has the psychological endurance.

Xiangbei came to Yu Chongming's office and fulfilled the established procedures. He could even think of what Yu Chongming would say to him: Comrade Xiangbei, this is the punishment decision of the newspaper discipline inspection team to you. At this week's pre-editing meeting, Chen Jizhou would also inform the content of the decision on behalf of the newspaper discipline inspection team. I hope you learn from it and strictly require yourself in your future work...

But this time he miscalculated...

In the office of the Executive Deputy Editor-in-Chief, in addition to Yu Chongming himself, there are Chen Jizhou and President Zhao Qingdong.

Do you need to be so formal? Xiangbei thought.

If that's all, it would be fine.

However, a bigger storm has come!

Just last night, one report email after another was delivered from all directions to the public mailbox of Beijiang Evening News like snowflakes, almost paralyzing the mailbox.

These emails are roughly classified into two categories. One refers to names, and there are time and places to list Xiangbei's violations. For example, in July 2o1o, Xiangbei illegally asked for publicity fees of up to 50,000 yuan when interviewing a chemical company... At the end of 2o11, Xiangbei obtained a report fee of 20,000 yuan from an agricultural supplies company... The other type of emails implies that the unit has certain transactions, both reporting and marketing business are entangled. The so-called reporting is naturally a normal news interview, and the so-called marketing business is the newspaper's annual advertising and newspaper subscription work. As for which staff are responsible for these reported problems, these emails have not given a "true".

This morning, Chen Jizhou received a call from the information room and opened his email address. He saw those unread emails in bold fonts and was shocked.

This public email address is made public to the society by Beijiang Evening News. It is printed in each issue of Beijiang Evening News. It is not only a channel for collecting news clues from readers, but also a way for newspapers to accept public supervision.

Chen Jizhou counted and found that there were 25 new emails in it, all of which were reports. Most of the problems involved pointed to one person - Xiangbei! After reading these reports, Chen Jizhou was scared and sweated. The problems in these emails involved more than ten incidents, with an amount of hundreds of thousands. It was really a wave that had not been resolved and then started again. Chen Jizhou felt that this matter had already fallen beyond his control and should report it to the leaders of the society as soon as possible!

"This matter must be investigated strictly!" President Zhao Qingdong was so angry that he was so angry that he saw some of the printed letters of report.

"President, don't be angry. You can't confirm the authenticity of these complaints yet. Maybe someone deliberately framed them."

Hearing Chen Jizhou say this, Zhao Qingdong calmed down a little, "There are two people in the newspaper's public postage to maintain it, one is you and the other is Xiao Sun in the information room. Please inform him quickly. From now on, without my consent, others cannot read the email address! Oh, except you! Also, don't spread this matter!"

Chen Jizhou quickly notified the information room as required by the president. He understood Zhao Qingdong's meaning very well. At present, the most important thing is to avoid the spread of the situation. The fewer people know about this, the better.

After the matter was arranged, Zhao Qingdong continued to ask: "Have you returned to work in the north?"

Chen Jizhou looked at the time: "Yesterday, I asked Mr. Yu to notify him to come back to work. If it is normal, I should be at work in a while."

"Old Chen, what do you think?"

"On the one hand, we must verify the authenticity of these reporting materials, but on the other hand, we may not be allowed to go to work in Xiangbei. Regardless of whether the reporting content is true or false, we must continue to suspend Xiangbei for safety reasons."

Zhao Qingdong thought for a while and said, "How long do you think... it will take to confirm the authenticity of these reporting materials?"

"This is hard to say. If you are lucky... it may be one or two days, and if you are unlucky... it may be possible for several months or even years."

"Then it will take so long to suspend the work in the north?"

"This... I can't say it well, President." Chen Jizhou thought to himself, President, if I have an idea, would I still report it to you for a long time? For such a big thing, you should make the decision.

Zhao Qingdong didn't say anything, but returned to his seat and picked up the phone.

"Yu Chongming, come to my office."
Chapter completed!