Chapter 1059

Fengjing, Agricultural University!

"Bang!"

An old man whose hair was already gray but whose spirit was very vigorous slammed his palm fiercely on the desk.

"The worms of the country, the scum of the literati, these people should all be arrested as traitors and shot."

This old man is none other than Zhou Andong's teacher, Jiang Gengping.

Although he is a professor and a doctoral supervisor, he has always insisted on teaching undergraduate students.

And Zhou Andong, among his students, is not the most outstanding one, but definitely the smartest one.

So this old man likes Zhou Andong very much. Sometimes during exams, if Zhou Andong failed, he would turn a blind eye.

Even after Zhou Andong graduated and left, this old man would sometimes think of Zhou Andong.

When Zhou Andong became famous all over the world, this old man had been paying attention.

The ups and downs of Zhou Andong, the old man knew them all, and all of Zhou Andong's speeches and news reports, the old man had also seen.

It can be said that the current Zhou Andong is his most proud student, and also the student he is most proud of.

During class, he would mention Zhou Andong from time to time, and then all the students at the Agricultural University knew.

It turns out that the famous Zhou Andong is actually their senior fellow student, who walked out of the Agricultural University.

This time, Zhou Andong fell into a whirlpool of public opinion and was criticized and scolded by many so-called public intellectuals. Although the old man had been paying attention, he did not express any opinion.

Today, a report in the Fengjing Evening News completely angered him. It actually questioned Zhou Andong's academic qualifications, put forward quite a few so-called pieces of evidence, called on relevant departments to investigate Zhou Andong, and reminded ordinary people to boycott scammers like Zhou Andong and not to buy Iced Black Tea and Very Cola.

This Fengjing Evening News is a repeat offender; it has blacklisted Zhou Andong more than once.

A reporter, because of bribery, wrote an article to slander Zhou Andong and was sentenced.

Didn't expect that the Fengjing Evening News still wouldn't change its nature; it really is something an uncle can tolerate, but an aunt cannot.

Jiang Gengping got up, grabbed the newspaper, and walked out, then came to the principal's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" The voice of Principal Ling Yanting came from inside.

Jiang Gengping pushed the door open and walked in.

Ling Yanting was writing something, looked up, saw it was Jiang Gengping, and hurriedly stood up.

"Old Jiang, why are you here?"

Ling Yanting took a teacup and poured a cup of tea for Jiang Gengping.

Jiang Gengping sat on the sofa and handed the newspaper to Ling Yanting.

"Take a look."

Ling Yanting took the newspaper, and when he saw the article questioning Zhou Andong's diploma, his brows furrowed.

The current Zhou Andong is not only Old Jiang's proud student but also a gold-lettered signboard of the Agricultural University.

So, he also paid attention to Zhou Andong's news, but today he hadn't finished dealing with the things at hand and didn't have time to read the newspaper.

"Hmph!"

Jiang Gengping snorted coldly: "The Fengjing Evening News has no moral bottom line. The news has no authenticity at all; it all relies on making things up, spreading rumors, and endangering social harmony and stability.

You say, is there any need for a newspaper that has no moral bottom line and only speaks for money to exist?"

Ling Yanting slowly put down the newspaper and sighed: "The problem is not the newspaper, but the people."

"Whether it's the newspaper or the people." Jiang Gengping had a cold face: "This matter must be dealt with to give Zhou Andong justice."

Ling Yanting nodded: "Zhou Andong is our school's gold-lettered signboard. Since he has been splashed with such dirty water, we must come forward."

Jiang Gengping's expression softened a lot: "For this matter, communicating directly with the Evening News will have no results, so only you can come forward and go directly to the Provincial Propaganda Department to complain.

If the Provincial Propaganda Department plays Tai Chi, I will call all these old guys in our school and go to the homes of the leaders of the Provincial Propaganda Department to eat every day."

Ling Yanting gave a wry smile: "This matter is not as complicated as you think. As long as we prove that Zhou Andong's academic qualifications are not fake. Plus Zhou Andong's social status and fame, since the Evening News splashed dirty water on him and slandered him like this, the leaders of the Provincial Propaganda Department will definitely attach great importance to it."

Jiang Gengping asked: "Are you going now?"

Ling Yanting walked back behind the desk and sat down: "I'll go after I finish these things at hand."

"Good!" Jiang Gengping got up: "I'm leaving too, waiting for your news."

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"Hahaha..."

Song Ziyi leaned against the head of the bed, holding the newspaper and laughing out loud. His appearance looked a bit manic, and the laughter grew louder and louder, until tears were laughing out.

"Zhou Andong, I want to see how straight your waist is, whether you continue to stand straight or bend down to ask for my forgiveness."

Zhao Hongxing held an orange in his hand, peeling it slice by slice and throwing it into his mouth.

"The higher-ups will definitely talk to Zhou Andong. His waist will definitely bend down. At that time, you can put forward whatever requirements you have."

Song Ziyi took a few breaths to stabilize his excited emotions.

"I actually hope that Zhou Andong can break this situation, otherwise I will be too disappointed; there is no sense of achievement."

Zhao Hongxing also laughed: "This is a dead end, unsolvable, so you are destined to be disappointed."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other, and then there was another burst of laughter, with the appearance of having victory in their hands and the world in their possession.

Just as they were waiting for Zhou Andong to bend his waist, a Mercedes-Benz stopped at the hospital entrance.

In the car, Yu Dabao looked at Wu Chao and Zhao Hong somewhat nervously: "My mom won't let me lie. If I lie, she will really beat me hard."

Zhao Hong rolled his eyes: "With your thick skin, can your mom beat you?"

Wu Chao said with a smile: "Your mom also said to treat the chairman like your own brother. Such a big disaster was caused by you. If you don't come forward to solve it, the chairman will be in big trouble. When your mom finds out, she will also beat you, maybe even harder."

Yu Dabao blinked, feeling that what Wu Chao said made a lot of sense. He lied, his mom would beat him, but he caused such a big disaster for Brother Dong. If his mom found out, she would beat him anyway.

"Okay, I'll go!"

"That's right." Zhao Hong took out five thousand yuan from his pocket: "Keep the money well."

Yu Dabao took the money and put it into his pocket: "Can't lose it."

Zhao Hong felt that Yu Dabao was a bit nervous, couldn't help but laugh, and patted Yu Dabao on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, you've practiced all night, there won't be any problems."

At this time, several yellow minivans stopped at the hospital entrance one after another, and then seven people got off the cars, all with cameras hanging around their necks.

Seeing them, Zhao Hong opened the car door and got out: "Guys, over here."

"Brother Zhao!"

"Little Brother Zhao!"

Several people greeted cordially. Zhao Hong responded, then took out seven red envelopes and stuffed them into the pockets of the few people.

"You guys go in first, five or six minutes later, Dabao will go in again."

"No problem!" Several people agreed, walked into the hospital entrance, and then one by one reached their hands into their pockets, touched the thickness of the red envelopes, and satisfied smiles appeared on their faces.