As soon as Zhou Xuecen and others left the yard, Yu Chongming was impatient to call Qu Changguo to his side.

"Qu Changguo, where are you talking about? Where? All the funeral people have left, we are still waiting here. Are you playing tricks on me or Xiangbei?"

"Mr. Yu, don't worry. I'm waiting for his news. I don't have the final say in this matter!"

Qu Changguo was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He looked up at the sky and saw that the weather changed as soon as it was sunny just now, and it became gloomy in a while. The snow became heavier and heavier, as if it was mixed with dust, falling on his clothes, and the snowflakes fell into stains.

The snow on the ground is still melting, crushed by the vehicles coming and going, forming snow mud packets with large and small tire traces, and the puddles are mixed with sewage slurry.

After Zhou Xuecen's family left, the funeral home's yard did not seem to be empty, and vehicles were parked one by one. It seems that the business of this funeral home is good.

Zhao Qingdong has been depressed and silent since he left the funeral home. He didn't expect that Zhou Xuecen's family would ignore him. After all, he was the head of a newspaper and came to express condolences on behalf of the newspaper, but he ended up like this.

"You have a good relationship with Xiangbei. Everyone knows this in the newspaper. Could it be that you instigated Xiangbei to play tricks on us?" Seeing Zhao Qingdong a little unhappy, Yu Chongming made another blow.

Qu Changguo understood that Yu Chongming was going to get rid of the blame. But even so, he had no choice but to let his teammates not be successful?

"Mr. Yu, the conscience of heaven and earth, I have no different intentions towards newspapers and leaders." Qu Changguo hurriedly defended.

"As long as we arrive at the funeral site, Xiangbei will appear. This is what you said. Look, I brought all these people according to his request. Except for Chen Lu, she is on duty at the newspaper. I have done everything I should do, and Xiangbei should also show sincerity." Zhao Qingdong's face was gloomy, even darker than the smog sky. He looked at his watch and it was almost noon. In such a good weather, it was most suitable to invite several leaders of the group to have dinner and play cards. This is a big deal, and he can't be delayed by this kid.

Qu Changguo didn't know how to defend himself, so he could only bend over and nodded frequently, but thought to himself, "Damn it, wouldn't it be really fooled by Xiangbei?" Everyone received tickets to watch this big show in the funeral home. You can't finally notify everyone of the performance to be rescheduled.

"By the way, the police have made arrangements?" Yu Chongming seemed to remember something.

"Yes, I had already discussed it with them yesterday." Qu Changguo said, "As soon as Xiangbei appears, they will act."

"If you hadn't come up with this idea, I wouldn't have come. In order to attract this kid to take the bait, so many of us used it as bait!" Zhao Qingdong was furious, "The newspaper would recruit people like Xiangbei at the beginning, and you, Yu Chongming, should reflect on it!"

Yu Chongming lowered his head in shame. He had become accustomed to taking the blame. Although he had tens of millions of silver needles in his heart piercing the paper man, the name written on the paper man was Zhao Qingdong.

It's strange that as the vehicles participating in the ceremony left, a white butterfly flew out of the ashes corridor. It seemed a little reluctant to leave. After chasing the convoy for a while, it returned and flew around the entrance of the corridor, flying around the entrance, to a person wearing a cleaning uniform.

Where did the butterfly come from in this cold weather? Could it be that the legend of turning into a butterfly became a reality? Everyone's eyes moved with the butterfly, and they looked confused.

"Dear colleagues, we're meeting again."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at each other. Who was talking?

"You really took great pains to let me take on all this alone."

It was a cleaner. The hat on the other party's head was pressed very low, three or four meters away from them. He hid in an inconspicuous corner and couldn't see clearly. Everyone was still telling who the person was. The other party took off his hat and was heading north.

The formation in front of him was quite dramatic, Xiangbei stood alone on the side; opposite was a group of people from Beijiang Evening News. The battle to attack the "Guangmingding" was about to begin? Everyone held their breath, as if waiting for a command.

"Yangbei, you finally appeared!" Yu Chongming couldn't help but shout, his face became ferocious, "Qu Changguo, call the police quickly!"

Yu Chongming knew that Qu Changguo had already discussed with the police that as long as the north appeared, seven or eight policemen, including Luo Yuchen, would rush out of the car and control Xiangbei. However, Qu Changguo clearly heard Yu Chongming's order, but he did not react at all.

The white butterfly flew and finally landed on the north-facing shoulder.

"Damn, Xiangbei, do you think you are writing fantasy online articles? You also made a butterfly to scare us? It's so childish!" Yu Chongming laughed wildly.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Two reporters wanted to rush up, but when they saw that the others did not respond, they suddenly stopped again. At this time, the fool rushed forward!

You trash, I will go back to settle the score with you one by one. Yu Chongming glared at several reporters fiercely, turned around, and rushed straight up.

"Old thing, overestimate one's ability!" Xiangbei took a steady stance, stood up and kicked, and firmly hit Yu Chongming's chest. The butterfly on Xiangbei's shoulder was frightened and flew away.

"Oh hey!" Yu Chongming staggered back a few steps, then stepped on the empty steps and fell to the ground. The snow nest of sewage and mud finally became useful, and they were sticking together to the ground, on his face, and in his mouth. How could it be so sour!

Several reporters could no longer help. Their head was beaten and chewed at the dog. It was really unreasonable to not show up at this time.

The four people rushed up in unison. Xiangbei seized the opportunity and avoided the person who rushed over first. The other party's inertial steps could not stop and directly hit the door of the funeral home. The other two rushed over from left to right, stood firm in the north. At the moment when the two had physical contact with themselves, they picked up the broom in their hands to block the left and right. After three or four rounds, both of them retreated.

Seeing this, the remaining man hesitated to retreat, turned around and helped Yu Chongming up, slapped the mud and water on his body.

"Damn, if I had known it was a bad battle, I would have called a few more strong people!" Yu Chongming cursed, not knowing how to deal with the embarrassing scene. "You guys call quickly and bring reinforcements!"

It’s not easy to bring reinforcements! It’s twenty or thirty kilometers away from the newspaper, and it takes half an hour to drive here. Do you think it’s a heavenly soldier and general, and you’re on call? Everyone just agreed, but they didn’t go to implement it.

"You trash!" Yu Chongming was about to curse, but saw a group of people coming out of several cars parked in the yard, about a dozen people, "Haha, the police are here. Xiangbei, let's see where you run this time!"

Yu Chongming was overjoyed and shouted to the group of people: "Come on, hurry up and catch this madman."

Zhao Qingdong also breathed a sigh of relief. The farce could finally end. It was really a loss of price! Hey? It seems wrong! These people are men and women, old and young, some are holding microphones in their hands, some are carrying cameras on their shoulders, and some are carrying cannon barrels. Reporter?! Where did they come from? Zhao Qingdong was also panicked.

As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, his eyes are filled with tears. If you walk among the fellow villager, you will feel so angry that you will feel!

"Yu Chongming, what's going on? Why are so many reporters coming out?" Zhao Qingdong asked.

Yu Chongming's expression instantly turned cold: "This...what is going on? Yes, Qu Changguo, what's going on?"

Qu Changguo looked innocent, but when he saw Yu Chongming's embarrassing look, he couldn't help laughing: "I don't know either, Mr. Yu. Haha."

"You boy! Help me wipe my face. Don't let these reporters take a picture." Yu Chongming was the leader, and he took the most attention to his image. He quickly stroked his chaotic head with mud and water. "President, you have turned over your clothes and collar, I'll help you sort it out."

Yu Chongming was very attentive and reached out to grab Zhao Qingdong's collar. The smelly mud in his hands instantly left two slap marks on his clothes.

"Get out of here." Zhao Qingdong no longer cared about the image of the leader, swung his arm over and pushed Yu Chongming away.

"Are you just Xiangbei? What do you think of the online reporting letters?"

"How does Beijiang Evening News respond to this report incident?"

"Have the newspaper leaders violated the law or discipline?"

...

The peers rushed up, took photos and asked questions endlessly. A group of people from Beijiang Evening News suddenly became the focus of the spotlight. It was really boring to maintain a posture all year round. Now that they have changed their posture, Zhao Qingdong and Yu Chongming don’t know what to do.

Qu Changguo crossed his arms and watched with a leisurely posture. As soon as the scene was about to be done, he rushed forward, blocked the reporters, and called everyone to leave.

"Qu Changguo, where are the policemen you arranged for?" Zhao Qingdong was very angry and cursed.

"President, I agreed to them that I knew they were so slow to move!" Qu Changguo explained, "Look! It's a policeman, this time he's really a policeman."

Everyone turned their attention to the yard again. A group of people came out of several cars, all of whom were dark uniforms, with quick movements and no drag on them.

Everyone rushed into the crowd, found Xiangbei, and held him down in a few seconds. Xiangbei was not expecting the appearance of the police. He did not expect that the showdown had just begun would end, so he tried his best to break free.

"Captain Luo, arrest him quickly and you can check his problems." Yu Chongming shouted at Luo Yuchen.

"Yu Chongming, I really didn't expect you to be such an ugly person," Xiangbei struggled and cursed, "You should know more about the things in the report letter than me. You, and you Zhao Qingdong, how many of you are clean? Are you not afraid of having nightmares at night? Are you not afraid of being struck by lightning when it rains? Are you not afraid of being hit by a car when it goes out?!"

Hearing Xiangbei say this, Luo Yuchen looked at Zhao Qingdong, Yu Chongming and others. Maybe some things are not necessarily black, and white is not necessarily white?

Isn’t this the most vivid live news? The reporters seemed to have picked up treasures, moved their positions together, rushed to the north, and pointed the camera, microphone, and recorder at him.

"Yangbei, you just said, can you repeat it again?"

"Can you talk about the scandal of Beijiang Evening News in detail?"

...

Obviously, Xiangbei was too sudden and the reporters were not ready. After all, it took time to turn on the camera, focus, and composition. Xiangbei was too unprofessional, which affected the interview effect and needed to be re-explained.

"Zhao Qingdong, you have been to Beijiang Evening News for three years. You leaders have been changing their homes for two or three years. Now that you have encountered such a thing, you are so angry that you are thinking about surviving?" Xiangbei ignored these reporters and continued, "Although you are not as long as I worked in Beijiang Evening News, you don't know what the newspaper is going on? How is the newspaper marketing task completed? Who doesn't feel like a mirror? Which reporter doesn't bear invisible pressure? If you say that the reporter's pen is not clean, it's all your fault!"

When everyone heard Xiangbei pointing at Zhao Qingdong and cursing, they were mixed feelings. They didn't know whether to watch the fun or help the leader. So they pretended to be stupid and pretended not to see or hear, but they felt itchy in their hearts if they didn't look at it or not. They still couldn't help but look up and then lowered...

"Xiangbei, for the reputation of the newspaper, I hope you can calm down and restrain yourself. I promise you with my personal reputation and position that if you feel wronged and framed, you can ask the organization and the public security department and we will restore your innocence!" Chen Jizhou finally couldn't help it and could not let things go. He interrupted at this time not to resolve the embarrassment, not to protect Zhao Qingdong's face, but to safeguard the signboard of Beijiang Evening News and the only shame that these literati have.

"Do you think this matter can be investigated clearly? Who else can I believe?!" Xiangbei's mood was almost collapsed.

"Believe me... I know the various changes you have experienced these days, family, and work... I understand you very much, and I hope I can help you." Chen Jizhou's eyes revealed sincerity.

"Captain Luo, why are you still standing there? Didn't you realize that this person is crazy? Why don't you take him away quickly?" Yu Chongming said.

Luo Yuchen felt that things had come to this point, and it was a bit unreasonable to not control them anymore. "You can take Xiangbei into the car first."

Several policemen pressed to the north and left.

"Everyone, I've caught it. We will investigate according to relevant laws and regulations. If there is something that requires everyone's cooperation, I will disturb you again." Luo Yuchen said.

"Captain Luo was joking. It is our duty to cooperate with the investigation. There is nothing to say about this. Don't worry." Zhao Qingdong said, "We only have a small request. This incident has caused great damage to our newspaper's reputation. I hope you can solve this case as soon as possible so that the bad guys can get the punishment they deserve."

"Don't worry, we won't let a bad person go, and of course, we won't wrongly accuse a good person!" Luo Yuchen said and turned around and left.

The vehicle slowly started and drove out of the funeral home.

"It's really not going well today!" Seeing the police leaving, Zhao Qingdong said a lot and left in disappointment.
Chapter completed!