The Magic Trading System

"Yes! Give money, give money! If you want us to leave now, you have to drive us back! " The others were talking in disorder.

"I've convinced you!"

Feng Xiang took out the money from his bag and gave 2000 to each person.

When they got the money, they stopped making trouble. Instead, they happily packed up their things and followed a driver from Dafeng company to their village.

Zheng Hao recorded all this.

He edited again on his mobile phone, and then sent a microblog again.

The content of microblog is as follows: please see the wonderful performance of Feng Xiang, marketing director of Dafeng company.

Then, he circled a lot of media big V, and then sent the video to the micro blog.

After this micro blog, Zheng Hao flew back to the future building in a hurry.

However, Wang Li, a reporter from Nanfang weekly, is responsible for guarding our microblog tonight.

This job is really boring.

That is to say, look at the messages and private messages of the fans on Weibo, as well as the information of their friends.

When you see valuable information, you should take time to write it down, and then give it to the chief editor on duty, who will be responsible for handling it.

Wang Li found that the theme of tonight's microblog is destined to focus on the defamation and planting of super organic fertilizer by Dafeng company.

Since the Southern Weekly forwarded Zheng Haofa's microblog, the public opinion on the Internet has really reversed rapidly.

Originally, it was one-sided abuse of super organic fertilizer and Haofang technology. Now, netizens are targeting Dafeng company.

Wang Li looked at the comments of netizens one by one. At this time, he saw a new private message in the private mailbox of microblog.

Wang Li opens the private mailbox in a hurry.

He was stunned.

It turned out to be another private letter from Zheng Hao of Haofang technology.

The private letter said: your newspaper reporter Qian is suspected of making a shady deal with Feng Xiang, marketing director of Dafeng company. If you don't deal with this matter, I will publish this video on my micro blog.

Wang Li was shocked.

Wang Li knows that reporter Qian is a senior reporter of our newspaper in Yuzhou. The previous article about super organic fertilizer was written by reporter Qian.

Later, the negative news was withdrawn, and the editor in chief asked reporter Qian to follow and interview the farmers who cooperated with Dafeng company.

What mistakes did reporter Qian make?

Wang Li quickly opened the video in the private letter.

He saw that reporter Qian and several other media reporters accepted the red envelope from Feng Xiang, marketing director of Dafeng company, and then promised to help Dafeng company get rid of its responsibility when writing news.

"Alas! Just take the red envelope. How can you get caught? " Wang Li shook his head.

He quickly told the chief editor on duty about it.

The chief editor on duty frowned after watching the video.

He said, how can this reporter Qian be so indifferent? It's just in the limelight that I dare to accept red envelopes.

The chief editor on duty immediately grabbed the phone and called reporter Qian.

At this time, what is reporter Qian doing?

He has just returned to his residence and is planning to clean up and start writing articles.

Just as he was washing his face, the phone he put on the desk outside rang. Reporter Qian quickly dried his face, then came to the table and picked up his mobile phone.

When he saw it, it was from the newspaper.

Reporter Qian answered the phone in a hurry.

"Hello, Miss Qian!" A thick voice rang out in the microphone.

"Ah! It's editor in chief Chen! Good evening. Do you have any temporary tasks? " Reporter Qian asked with a smile.

Reporter Qian knows that chief editor Chen is on duty tonight.

The other party now calls himself to explain that he must have something urgent to explain.

"Miss Qian, our microblog private mailbox received a private letter about you. The scene that you accepted the red envelope from Feng Xiang, marketing director of Dafeng company, and promised to help Dafeng company exonerate itself from responsibility was filmed into a video." Chen said.

"What?"

After listening to editor in chief Chen's words, reporter Qian was immediately surprised.

He said, shouldn't it? At that time, when Feng Xiang gave me money, only a few other colleagues were there, and they all took the money, so they were not able to do it.

Is there a camera in that box?

However, at that time, I carefully observed it and found nothing unusual.

"Mr. Qian, this is a sensitive time. My suggestion is that you'd better give the money back to Feng Xiang, and then when you write a manuscript, don't excuse Dafeng any more." Chen said.

"Editor in chief Chen, it's an evil thing. As soon as I got a little money, a report video was sent to the private mailbox of microblog. Who reported me?" Reporter Qian asked."It's Zheng Hao." Chief editor Chen did not hide, "Zheng Hao said that if you exculpate Dafeng company in your own article, he will make the video of your money collection public. We can't damage the reputation of our newspaper for such a little money! Moreover, if this is published, it will have a bad impact! "

"Chief editor, I know. I'll call Feng Xiang now and give him the money back." Qian said.

"That's right. We will tell Zheng Hao through microblog private letter that your article will not be biased against Dafeng company. " Chief editor Chen was relieved.

After hanging up, reporter Qian immediately called Feng Xiang.

Feng Xiang just drove back to his residence with his tired body.

Halfway up the road, his cell phone rang.

He stopped the car by the side of the road and picked up his mobile phone. The phone was from reporter Qian of Southern Weekly.

Feng Xiang picked it up in a hurry.

"Ha ha! Hello, Miss Qian

"Hello, Mr. Feng. Where are you now?" Reporter Qian asked.

"I'm driving on my way home. What's the matter?" Asked Feng Xiang.

"Mr. Feng! I have something important to tell you now. Otherwise, you can tell me where you live and I'll go over, OK Qian said.

"Ha ha! Mr. Qian, if you have something to ask me, how can you trouble me? I'm looking for you. Where are you? I'll drive over now. " Feng Xiang said.

"That's fine." Reporter Qian told Feng Xiang his address.

Feng Xiang hung up and ran there.

Not long after, he arrived at the downstairs of reporter Qian's residence.

As soon as he stopped the car, he saw reporter Qian come to the car in a hurry and knock on the driver's window.

Feng Xiang quickly opened the window: "good teacher Qian."

"This is the money you just gave me. I'll give it back to you now." Reporter Qian could not help but put in the money given by Feng Xiang just now.

"Why?! Mr. Qian, what is this for? What I give you is just a little care. How can I get back? " Feng Xiang's heart jumped. He rushed out of the car and wanted to give the money back to the reporter.