Chapter 1021

"Editor Qi!" Xie Fusheng put the manuscript on the desk: "I didn't come to you for anything else, I hope this manuscript will be published tomorrow."

Qi Fangping said very politely: "I'll take a look first. If there's no problem, it will definitely be published tomorrow."

Xie Fusheng's brows furrowed, and he said unhappily: "My article also needs to be reviewed?"

"Chairman Xie!" Qi Fangping explained: "Isn't it a special situation these few days? All manuscripts must be strictly reviewed."

That kind of humiliation appeared in Xie Fusheng's heart again, he grabbed the manuscript on the desk and turned to leave.

Qi Fangping was stunned for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

"Asking for help, but still having such a bad temper, a spoiled habit."

Daily newspapers and evening newspapers, besides the publication time, have the biggest difference in content.

The reporting content of daily newspapers is mainly hard news such as the work of various agencies, meetings, and leadership activities.

Evening newspapers publish social news, cultural news, sports news, and some other content.

Xie Fusheng's article is impossible to be reported in the daily newspaper, but there is no problem in the evening newspaper.

But Qi Fangping also has helplessness. A young reporter from the newspaper office was named and criticized by the city because of his radical remarks when interviewing Zhou Andong.

Although the newspaper office has suspended the young reporter, the impact is not small. From the President down to ordinary editors and reporters, everyone is cautious. At this time, who dares to publish Xie Fusheng's article without review.

As for Xie Fusheng, knowing that provincial and municipal leaders support Zhou Andong, he still stubbornly sings the opposite tune and wants to criticize Zhou Andong. He is so iron-headed, isn't he afraid of death?

For example, the 'Fangfangs' of later generations, distorted values, ugly human nature, are vividly reflected in them.

For their own ulterior motives, they ran to the United States to publish books, slandered their own country to the extreme, splashed dirty water on the country, are they really not afraid of death?

No, they dare to do this, not because they are iron-headed, nor because they are not afraid of death, but because they are very clear that the country's tolerance for these literati will never lead to conviction because of their own remarks, so they are unscrupulous.

Xie Fusheng left the evening newspaper office and stood by the road, pondering for a long time.

Now the Yangcheng Daily and Evening Newspaper don't accept his manuscripts, and the Southern Daily is probably not good enough either.

The Weekend Newspaper has to wait until next Thursday, he can't wait. As for the Construction News and Science and Technology News, the influence is not enough.

He thought and thought, and decided to go to the Youth Daily. One is that he has a deep relationship with the Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the Youth Daily, and the other is that the readers of the Youth Daily span from 14 to 40 years old.

It has sections such as youth news, university city affairs, and new green campus for different readers. His article is more suitable for the Youth Daily than for the daily newspaper and evening newspaper, and the influence of the Youth Daily is not small.

The Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the Yangcheng Youth Daily is named Yan Qidong, who is also a public intellectual figure, so he has the best relationship with Xie Fusheng.

Don't you see in later generations, a certain Chen-named professor, when giving a speech, touted how foreign countries are, marrying a foreign wife to transform genes, and other idiotic remarks. He was snatched the microphone by students and scolded angrily, and then driven off the stage by all the students.

Immediately after, some professors came out to make wild remarks, threatening to severely punish the righteous student. These people, because they don't care about shame, don't care about the criticism of the vast masses, it is because they have common interests.

Today students can snatch the microphone of the Chen-named professor and drive him off the stage. Tomorrow it will definitely be their turn, so they are in a hurry, they are afraid, that's why they are so furious, shouting to deal with that student, wanting to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

And Zhou Andong's remarks happened to touch their interests. It can be said that he is grabbing their rice bowls and smashing their pots. How can this be tolerated?

When Xie Fusheng arrived, Yan Qidong had just finished writing the manuscript.

"Old Xie, I knew you would come."

Xie Fusheng sighed: "I'm old, no one gives me face anymore, I can only find you, an old friend."

As soon as Yan Qidong heard it, he knew that Xie Fusheng had gone to other newspaper offices and suffered a cold shoulder.

"Very normal, during the forum, the manuscripts of various newspaper offices will definitely be strictly reviewed."

"What about you?" Xie Fusheng asked.

Yan Qidong said seriously: "I have no problem here. Zhou Andong's remarks are very dangerous and have a very bad influence on our country's future and teenagers. They must be criticized. We must never let such wrong remarks affect our next generation, they must be corrected."

"Right!" Xie Fusheng nodded heavily: "Not only must they be criticized, but wrong remarks must also be corrected."

Yan Qidong nodded solemnly and picked up the manuscript on the desk: "I just finished writing, I will send it to be typeset immediately, and it will be published tomorrow."

Xie Fusheng put his manuscript on the desk: "This is mine, do you want to review it?"

"What do I review your article for?" Yan Qidong put the two manuscripts together.

A smile appeared on Xie Fusheng's face. Yan Qidong's words made him smooth out the depressed breath in his heart.

"The daily newspaper and evening newspaper actually want to review my manuscript, it's really unreasonable. If they ask me for manuscripts in the future, don't even think about it."

"A group of sycophantic rats." Yan Qidong gave a hum and got up: "I'm going to the printing plant to watch the typesetting personally, are you going?"

"Go!" Xie Fusheng agreed.

The two left the newspaper office and drove straight to the printing plant.

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Sun Yat-sen University School of Literature Canteen, six o'clock is the peak time for dinner.

The canteen is full of people, some chatting in low voices, and some talking loudly.

"Zhou Li!"

A boy walked over with a lunch box and sat opposite a short-haired, petite, and very beautiful girl.

"Did you read tonight's evening newspaper?"

"You mean Zhou Andong's speech, I saw it." Zhou Li was very proud: "We are a family, he is my big brother, how can I not pay attention to him."

The boy gave a laugh, he naturally knew Zhou Li was joking.

"Zhou Andong scolded well, but I don't know who that idiot is who said he wouldn't donate a penny to our country's universities, insulted our Chinese people for having no intelligence, and couldn't develop high technology. If I find out, I'll dig up his ancestral grave."

Zhou Li bit the steamed bun fiercely with hatred: "I also want to know who it is. When you go to dig his ancestral grave, you must call me. By then, you dig the grave and I'll scatter the ashes."

"No problem." The boy laughed and agreed: "When I find out who he is, I'll definitely call you."

A girl sitting next to Zhou Li looked at the TV playing special reports.

"Look at the TV, the entrepreneur forum special program is playing. Do you think there will be Zhou Andong's speech?"

Everyone looked at the TV placed in front of the canteen. The volume was not loud, and their position was a bit behind, so they couldn't hear the sound clearly.

"It's really possible." The boy looked at the TV: "The newspaper reported it, the TV should also have it."