Chapter 131

"If you need help, please be sure to ask Baiye for help. We are your strongest backing."

After discussing various details, Wen Hong sincerely entrusted Yue Yu with tears in her eyes, making Yue yu feel that the White Night Walker was really warm-hearted - even the traitor "Yin Yin Yin Yin" was so considerate. Fortunately, he wore a vest and reduced his favor in xuanzhu white night to "cold" from the beginning, otherwise he might become a key member of xuanzhu white night now.

However, Wen Hong's request is just happy.

Since the ambush in the dark lane half a month ago, Yue Yu has been holding his breath - he is not made of mud. He was almost surrounded by dozens of big men. If Mu Qingmei didn't help, he would really hand over Jing Zhengwei's first drop of blood. How could he not be angry?

Only at that time, it was a critical period for the newspaper, and Yue Yu didn't know who sent the group, so he endured the anger and dealt with the youth daily first.

What's more, even if Le Yu knows who sent it, he has no good way to retaliate - Jing Zhengwei has no private armed forces at all. Even if he is beaten, he can only find the Jing family to stand up for himself. As for how much effort the Jing family will make for him, it is not what Yue Yu can decide.

If you don't have a golden cudgel, who doesn't want to make a scene in the heavenly palace?

The silver blood society also gave the Jing family a statement. It is said that the attackers were the second largest group of Yitian gang in the outer city. They came to attack a "rich childe" with the money of the second gang leader. The second gang leader also committed suicide after the incident. The clue was interrupted, but the silver blood society paid all the family property of the second gang leader of Yitian Gang to the Jing family. It seems that there is still a little interest exchange. Anyway, this matter is over.

As for Yue Yu's opinion, no one has asked.

However, Yue Yu didn't expect the Jing family to stand up for him, because he thought about it himself and found that the root cause of this matter was the Jing family - once Jing Zhengwei died, the biggest beneficiary must be the other Jing family brothers. Yitian Gang is just a pawn they pushed onto the table!

After thinking about this, Yue Yu thought that the silver blood club had already given the Jing family face: "shit, you sons fight for family property, whether you hate to kill or set fire, just die in your own house. You have to make trouble in the street in broad daylight? You dare to touch porcelain on our silver blood club for your own internal affairs? You are collecting the wool of public functional departments!"

There must be a reason why the Jing family accepted the silver blood society's handling of the ambush so soon - Jing Qingchen can't have known that the behind the scenes murderer of his eldest son was his other sons. If he continues to investigate, if silver blood will really find the "behind the scenes murderer", everyone will be embarrassed.

In order to make everyone feel comfortable, we can only grievance Yueyu.

From Jing Qingchen's point of view, even if the eldest son doesn't want to bear it, it will at best hurt the property of several other sons. This is in line with his desire to "raise insects". It's just right to see the skills of his sons.

What else can Yue Yu do? Rebellion?

Ah, Yue Yu really wants to rebel: they think it's a family struggle, and no one can kill them all - after all, we really have to lift the table, and we don't have to eat.

Where did they think that Yue Yu was actually a leading Party with eight... No, sneaking in with the white night, copying their hometown, destroying their means of production and cutting off the lifeblood of the capitalists?

Yue Yu also came to his senses in these two days - yes, no matter who sent the killer, it's always one of the other three brothers. It's right to attack them!

Yue Yu couldn't bear it at first. In fact, he didn't feel bad about the three brothers. Jing Zhengwu was a shady brother, Jing Zhengtang was a dog licking brother, and Jing Zhengfeng was a bad brother. But anyway, they were all brothers. Yue Yu thought he should be generous.

But now that they know that the three brothers have united to reduce their salaries and establish a social animal hierarchy, Yue Yu has no hesitation. It seems that no matter what kind of brother he is, he will become a black hearted brother sitting in the capitalist's chair.

Although I don't know who you are and want to murder big brother, it's right to spoil all of you!

Brothers, think about what you've done in the past!

Yue Yu asks Wen Hong to wait for two or three days. When he goes back, he can find the detailed deployment information of his brothers' factory.

Capitalists are not stupid. These days, factories are closely protected during the day and at night. High walls and barriers are guarded at all times. The poor have guns and knives, and the rich - it is said that our arms factory is similar to a military fortress. The gatekeepers at the door are lingxu fighters with strong guns.

Without maps and patrol deployment intelligence, even the hard work factory at night will suffer a lot, and may even be killed. It may be a little troublesome for Daye to obtain these intelligence, but it is not a problem for Yue Yu - many people in the Jing family guard turned out to be factory guards, who are familiar with the deployment of defense.

Yue Yu doesn't need to ask them for information at all.

Because Jing Zhengwei has asked.

Even Yue Yu can think of such a sinister plan to destroy the factory. How could Jing Zhengwei, the young master of the Jing family, not think of it?

Over the years, he consciously hired factory guards, not only from the Jing family, but also from other chambers of Commerce, and then obtained factory intelligence from the guards.

In addition, Jing Zhengwei will personally play Batman at night, go to the factory to verify intelligence and track important personnel. Like Jing Zhengwu's small Treasury, it is one of Jing Zhengwei's achievements.

Over time, Jing Zhengwei has mastered 30% of the factory deployment intelligence in xuanzhu county. Even if some of the information is outdated, it can also play a great role.

Even Jing Zhengwei himself did something to destroy the factory - a processing factory under his command burned the goods himself late at night, which led to the original boss's failure to deliver the goods in time, violating the contract, resulting in a chain reaction and having to sell at a low price.

Of course, Yue yu should make good use of the legacy left by Jing Zhengwei.

Change back to men's clothes and hide women's clothes. Yue Yu went to damenshi street to buy some food and returned to the newspaper office leisurely.

Just on the second floor, I met Mu Qingmei head-on. With a surprised look on her face, she looked back at the stairs leading to the third floor and asked, "Jing... Editor in chief, aren't you on the third floor?"

"Here's the takeout. I'll go down and take it." Yue Yu mentioned the food box on the handle.

"Take out?" Mu Qingmei was a little confused.

"Is to let the people in the snack bar send the food to the newspaper here, or to their home."

"Do you have this service?" Mu Qingmei said in surprise, "I also want to try."

"No."

"What are you..."

"But I have money, silly boy." Yue Yu looked at Mu Qingmei kindly: "if you have money, there will be service. If you don't have money, there will be no service. But don't lose heart, as long as you work hard..."

"Can I order takeout later?"

"In the future, you can see me buy the snack bar and ask the store manager to send me takeout."

Mu Qingmei narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to hide her contempt for capitalists.

"By the way, why do you know I'm on the third floor?" Yue Yu asked, "are you peeping at me again?"

On the second floor, the editors who were writing the manuscript all pricked up their ears.

Mu Qingmei's face changed instantly: "peeping, what peeping... Can I call peeping about my colleagues?... I suddenly had some problems when I was writing, so I wanted to discuss with the editor in chief!"

"Really, but you haven't discussed it with me these days." Yue Yu didn't give Mu Qingmei the step at all: "are you peeping at me at ordinary times? When I'm gone, you're very impatient?"

"I, I..."

"I know, I know!" Yue Yu nodded vigorously: "but now I just want to do a good job in the cause of the newspaper. I don't want to talk about love. Let's work together for the newspaper and make great achievements that we won't regret with our youth! Continue to work hard, I will always look at you, come on!"

Speaking of this, Yue Yu suddenly increased the volume, "you too. Although the Youth Daily has achieved good results, we always have a weak foundation, and our content is not impossible to copy. Newspapers and periodicals such as xuanzhu newspaper will catch up at any time. Our career has not been successful, and comrades still need to work hard!"

Everyone responded in unison: "yes!"

"OK, keep working!"

Yue Yu went up to the third floor with a food box. Mu Qingmei was stunned for a while and went back to her seat. With the powerful mental power of the martial artist, she keenly noticed that everyone seemed a little strange when they looked at themselves.

How could she not know that everyone misunderstood that she liked the eldest young master of the Jing family? At the thought of this, Mu Qingmei felt disgusted, as if she had eaten a fly - she was slandered and liked that scum. She felt that her dignity had been tarnished.

She picked up her pen, but her mind was still confused, and she felt that those lines of sight were so annoying. After thinking about it, I still feel that the more I think about it for a while, the more I think about it, the more I lose when I step back, and I want to stand up and yell to prove that my vision is not so bad.

At this time, Zhang Dayi, the middle-aged editor in charge of the "knowledge discussion area" column, suddenly came over and said angrily, "shepherd editor, I think your answer is actually... There's nothing wrong. You can go directly and don't have to change it."

Huh?

Mu Qingmei glanced at him, Mu Bian?

Before, Zhang Dayi didn't feel that he had some rights because he was in charge of the "knowledge discussion area". He either shouted "Xiaomu" or "Qingmei". He pretended to be familiar with her. Sometimes he even wanted to touch her hand. If he didn't want to get into trouble, muqingmei wouldn't be so easy to avoid. He blew his hands.

Seeing that he didn't know how to look, Zhang Dayi got into trouble with her at work, but he could really find faults in Mu Qingmei's manuscript and forced Mu Qingmei to change it more than a dozen times.

Now he's counselled?

Looking at his flattering appearance, Mu Qingmei suddenly understood that he was afraid of Jing Zhengwei!

On this thought, Mu Qingmei naturally gained power and scolded Zhang Dayi for more than a dozen sentences. In turn, she criticized the problems in Zhang Dayi's manuscript and listened to other Xiaobian's heart. Zhang Dayi could only nod his head to show understanding.

What needs to be forgiven -- talk! Why doesn't he forgive others when they bully you? It's your turn to get angry and ask you to forgive?

When she was comfortable, Mu Qingmei waved and motioned that Zhang Dayi could roll. If Zhang Dayi was granted an amnesty, he hurried back to his seat to work.

Soon, Mu Qingmei experienced a completely different working environment from the past: when others pour water, they will remember to pour it for her; When the pen and ink are gone, you can get the latest and best; A written manuscript can be passed over again

If you used to practice martial arts at work, although you are very tired, you will gain something; Now going to work is like going to school. Not only will there be harvest, but also the process will be relaxed and happy - but mu Qingmei hasn't gone to school, she just feels so.

Mu Qingmei suddenly found that she had become a bully of the newspaper!

It seems that... It's also good?

Anyway, Jing Zhengwei, a capitalist, owes so much to the broad masses of the people. Now I'll take his tiger skin and pull the flag as if he paid me some interest.

For the sake of this rotten man's unintentional doing a little good, I'll kill him directly if I have a chance in the future and don't torture him

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"I'm going to finish."

Qinglan was stunned. She raised her head and saw Yue Yu holding iced honey five flower tea in her left hand and a walnut crisp in her right hand. She was about to put it into her mouth.

Her throat plumped and couldn't help swallowing saliva. Yue Yu saw it and stuffed the walnut crisp into her mouth. Hehe said, "that's the last piece. If you're still hungry, wait for dinner."

Qinglan covered her mouth and chewed the walnut cake. She opened the lid of the nearby water bottle and drank a mouthful of coconut milk. The whole person seemed to glow and asked, "when did you come in, childe?"

"I not only came in, but also sat down and ate cakes for about ten minutes." Yue Yu said with a smile, "what are you writing so seriously?"

Qing Lan sighed: "I'm replying to readers' letters."

"Letters from readers?"

Naturally, the newspaper will have letters from readers, and the Youth Daily is also opening a collection mailbox - the newspaper will release three questions for the next issue of the "knowledge discussion area". Readers who want to answer can write to the newspaper to contribute.

However, in addition to discussion and answers, there is naturally... Criticism.

Just as you will find scolding comments in the comment area, the newspaper will naturally receive many critical letters. Everyone looked unhappy. Of course, they wanted to find a place to vent their anger.

But just as they listen to Japan without looking at comments, most newspapers rarely pay attention to such critical letters - unless they come from big people. So Yue Yu asked curiously, "why reply?"

Qinglan said: "because many letters criticize the same problem, I think it is necessary to respond in the newspaper as the editor in chief."

Yue Yu reaches out to pick up Qinglan's manuscript. Qinglan subconsciously wants to hold it down, but she reluctantly releases her hand.

Yue Yu is too lazy to read Qinglan's "masterpiece" and directly looks at the questions to be answered.

"Oh... Criticize us for putting astringent pictures on the cover?"

Yue Yu knew for a long time that this would be criticized. Alas, readers these days are not as kind as future netizens. There is no such thing as "the landlord is safe all his life", "supporting the landlord" and "gratitude".

How did Qinglan answer?

Yue Yu looked at Qinglan's reply curiously and immediately sprayed:

"... the main purpose of the" fantasy warrior "created by our artists is to show the style of martial artists, attract people to exercise their fighting methods and enhance their health. As for the interest in using female images as painters, it has nothing to do with our style, and there is nothing wrong with using female images. It has been 2085, but there are still people discriminating against female martial artists. When can female martial artists stand up? I'm sorry, our society can't Agree with this reader... "