Island Tycoon

Chapter 520 Don't Tell Me About Friendship

"Brother Qiang, go in and have a look, the president said he knows you." A younger brother came out from the newspaper office and said to the leader, Brother Qiang.

"En." The strong brother nodded slightly, and walked into the newspaper office with the support of several younger brothers.

Inside the newspaper office, a so-called gentle man in a suit and fat body, he is the president of "Oriental Daily", standing in the middle, sweating profusely, waiting for Brother Qiang's arrival.

"Brother Qiang, long time no see, do you still remember my little brother?" Upon seeing this brother Qiang, the president greeted him warmly, as if he had a backbone and said, "Why are you so free?"

The president doesn't mean to smile when he meets everyone, but he does know this strong brother. The "Oriental Daily" itself has an unclean background, so it naturally has contact with people from the club.

And he just remembered this brother Qiang, whose background was Xinyi Group, which had risen rapidly recently, and the boss was Chen Hu, the leader of this association, and his full name should be Zhang Ziqiang.

In this way, the president began to insinuate again. The other party came to the door this time, and he definitely went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.And judging by the menacing looks of these people, could it be that one of his employees didn't understand the rules and exposed some secrets of their club?
After all, the purpose of "Oriental Daily" is to 'pursue the facts', but it doesn't mean that it will publish any reports it gets, and some things still have to be done in a peaceful way.

"Don't tell me your friendship." Zhang Ziqiang asked Ma Zai who was leading the way: "Do you know who wrote the article?"

"Brother Qiang, that's him." Ma Zai quickly pointed to a young man with gold-rimmed glasses, and said, "He wrote Ye..."

Just don't wait for him to continue...

Ah!
Immediately, Zhang Ziqiang received a vicious look in his eyes, and Ma Zai knew that he had almost slipped his tongue, so he shut his mouth obediently and stood behind Zhang Ziqiang.

The president at the side couldn't help but flicker his eyes when he heard the words, what did the boy say just now?Could it be related to their visit this time?
The president immediately had a series of speculations. Basically, he would read the contents of every newspaper in "Oriental Daily" beforehand.If 'Ye' is a surname, does it mean...

"Catch him, which hand writes the article, break his hand." Zhang Ziqiang raised his hand, and the two younger brothers behind him immediately surrounded the man.

"Brother Qiang, you are so unruly." The president who was still considering how to deal with this matter had no choice but to negotiate with Zhang Ziqiang first in the face of such an unexpected situation.

Zhang Ziqiang gave the president a push, put his hands on his hips and said, "What's wrong with the rules? Could it be that you set the rules? Then do I still have to listen to you?"

Faced with Zhang Ziqiang's tough attitude, the president hurriedly waved his hands and said, "That's not what I meant."

In fact, he is not afraid of offending ordinary people, anyway, someone will help him deal with it afterwards.

However, facing Zhang Ziqiang and his group, it seems that they cannot be dealt with in that way.Because those who deal with the matter have the same background as Zhang Ziqiang and others, they are not good men and women.

Conversely, Zhang Ziqiang would not accept this trick either.

"Don't! Don't!!!" The gold-threaded youth who was dragged out was struggling desperately. Before Zhang Ziqiang could do anything to him, he had already let out a cry like killing a pig.

"None of your business." Zhang Ziqiang sneered, walked up and gestured to a younger brother holding a hose, and said, "Bring it here."

The younger brother handed the hose to Zhang Ziqiang, who held the hose up high and said, "The only fault is your blindness. You can't tell what can be written and what shouldn't be written."

The two horse boys who grabbed the young man with golden threads, in order not to let the other party make too much of a struggle, held down the other party tightly and put his right hand out.

"It's really none of my business—" The gold-threaded youth had one side of his face pressed against the ground, and was forced to eat a lot of dust.

Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was about to execute him, he could only grab the last straw and frantically asked the president not far away for help, saying, "President, save me, you know I didn't write those articles."

The Jinsi youth's words had another intention. He wanted the president to help him pass the scapegoat to others in time, so as to save him from the end of being broken in the hand.

In fact, he has already realized the crux of the problem. He seldom writes for newspapers. He will only write a report on an issue when the president personally instructs him.

So he knows who he offends, and if he wants to say which one has the most energy, the only one is the 'immortal leaf'.Moreover, the two sides still have a kind of grievance. He has received several red envelopes to write bad news about Ye Jingcheng.

Looking at this scene, the president not only didn't intend to intervene, but also turned his body slightly to one side, as if he wanted to break away from him.

Compared with the colorful background of "Oriental Daily", the president of him is a serious "cultural person".How could he have asked about these things, and his own ass is not clean.

The few reports about Ye Jingcheng were indeed written by the young man who had the golden thread through someone who handed him over to him.At this time, if the golden silk youth would think, he should suffer alone, instead of planning to drag him into the back,

Moreover, Zhang Ziqiang seemed to be giving him face. Zhang Ziqiang must have investigated these matters in advance, so how could he not know that he was involved.If it wasn't for his role as the president, Jinsi glasses would not be the only one suffering today.

However, the president also has a question in his mind. Usually, the newspaper office is occasionally hit by a blind fly or two. Usually, someone will come to help him deal with the problem at that time.But where are those people now?

But he didn't know that Zhang Ziqiang was always strategic in his actions.In order to arrange the overall situation as much as possible, he had already found a few horse boys in the morning, and blocked the group of people downstairs.

"You asked me to write the article!"

"It's my fault, but it's you who take the big portion of the red envelope."

"Wang, you must die!"

"what--"

In the end, the hoarse gold-threaded youth, following Zhang Ziqiang's stick down, let out a shrill cry, and there was the sound of his right palm bone shattering.

Zhang Ziqiang calmly dropped the hose plug in his hand, and warned again: "Be more conscientious in the future, and don't listen to everyone."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ziqiang gave the president another look. These words were also a warning to him.

Afterwards, Zhang Ziqiang swaggered away from the newspaper office.The president breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that the young man with golden threads lying on the ground was dizzy from the pain.Quickly shouted to other staff: "Hurry up and send him to the hospital."

On the first floor of the building, just as Zhang Ziqiang and others came out, a boy behind him came up and asked, "Brother Qiang, do we count as a business relationship like this?"

"Not yet, tonight you find a few eye-catching brothers and burn down his magazine." Zhang Ziqiang reminded again: "Remember it was an accident, do you understand?"

"I know, I know." Ma Zai nodded, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)