Reborn 60 years ago, became a god thanks to the prophet

"Don't be so surprised. You have done a great job. As a dedicated member like you, if we don't give you a promotion and a salary increase, then our Tenglong News will have no future! Tenglong News wants people like you." Bloody, what I want is your kind of bloody spirit to defend the dignity of the Chinese people. As long as you do the right thing, then no matter how big the trap is, even if it is to break the sky, I, Ye Chen, not only can't If you blame others, you will not only fix the hole, but also implement the reward policy, so your promotion and salary increase are deserved!"

In Chen Guo's shock.

Ye Chen said loudly and sonorously.

He didn't care about other Hong Kong journalists and other Hong Kong people around him.

Even if the senior leaders of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange and relevant regulatory agencies came over, he didn't care at all.

"Thank you Dong Ye!"

In response to Ye Chen's sonorous words.

Chen Guo's eyes glowed with determination.

"Director Ye, as I just said to Director Lu, in my place...the dignity of China and the dignity of Chinese people cannot be violated! As long as I see it, as long as I listen, no matter what the price All is well, I will never look back! ”

"Don't worry, any words or deeds based on this starting point will never make you pay the so-called price! Because everything will be taken care of by Tenglong News, and I, Ye Chen, will take care of you! If there is anything from Tenglong News, If anyone dares to punish you, even Yi Jingwei, I will tell him to pack up and get out!" Ye Chen said.

"Mr. Ye Chen, listening to what you said...can I understand that you agree with Ms. Chen Guo's statement? To say that our journalists in Xiangjiang are cockroaches is a bastard?"

The increasing anger was about to burst through his chest.

A young Xiangjiang male reporter gritted his teeth.

"Anyone who harbors ill will toward inland people, inland enterprises, and the more than nine million square kilometers of inland areas is a cockroach in my eyes! In addition, I would like to express my disdain, ridicule, or even discrimination towards those inland areas. ..People, including but not limited to you so-called Hong Kong journalists, as Chen Guo said, today’s inland is no longer what it was back then, and today’s Hong Kong is no longer what it used to be. Those who are still living in Hong Kong are Times, or think that you are of Hong Kong and British descent, do you have the right to pretend to be arrogant and dignified in front of the mainland? Do you rely on the so-called sense of superiority deep in your heart? "

Ye Chen retorted bluntly.

"Push to the street!"

"you--"

"Do you really think that having money is a big deal? Do you really think that having money can just humiliate us Xiangjiang people?"

In the face of these collective irritations.

Ye Chen sneered, "First of all, is it important to have money? I can't answer this question for you, but what I want to say is... I never meant to humiliate the people of Xiangjiang from the beginning to the end. I only humiliated those people. Cockroaches who live in the Hong Kong British era and think that they are of noble Hong Kong British descent are those who despise and discriminate against the mainland! Of course, if you are still living in the Hong Kong British era, if you also think that you are of noble Hong Kong British descent! , it can be understood that I am humiliating you, well... you are only targeting you, and all the seven million people in Xiangjiang, it is the same, it is the same with me! "

"Mr. Ye, what happened?"

At this moment.

The senior executive from the Hong Kong Stock Exchange came over and said solemnly, frowning.

"No! I'm just discussing right and wrong with a few clowns!" Ye Chen said a few perfunctory words.

The senior executive of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange frowned.

He turned to look at the staff on the side and asked about the situation.

After roughly understanding the general situation of the matter.

He said to Ye Chen apologetically, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to make you unhappy. I will give you an explanation for this matter! Later, I will personally report to those Hong Kong reporters in my capacity as the Hong Kong Stock Exchange." Media organizations launch complaints to pursue the matter to the end!”

"No need, I can't do it!"

Ye Chen shook his head.

Then he reached out and pushed away the reporter blocking him.

He walked away swaggeringly.

Also accompanying us were staff from inland media and Tenglong News.

Outside the gate of the Hong Kong Financial City Hall.

"What? Do you want to be interviewed too?"

Ye Chen looked at the inland reporters and smiled.

"Well, I thought about it at the beginning, but now it seems...it doesn't seem to be necessary, so as not to waste your precious time, Mr. Ye!" an older inland reporter said sarcastically.

"Oh, let's break up then!"

talking.

Ye Chen just wanted to keep moving forward.

However, he was quickly stopped by the reporter.

"Dr. Ye, wait, wait!"

"Huh?" Ye Chen said.

"So what, Director Ye, can we report what just happened? Including some videos?" the reporter asked.

"Oh, whatever!" Ye Chen said.

"Okay, okay, thank you Dong Ye!"

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything further.

Ye Chen strode towards his travel car surrounded by a bodyguard team headed by Kara Matsu.

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Watching that slightly thin but yet majestic figure leave.

After a few hesitations, an inland reporter gave a thumbs up to Chen Guo and other Tenglong News reporters.

"I admire you very much!"

Director Lu, who was headed by Tenglong News, shook his head and laughed, "Don't admire us, we just have a good boss and a good backer. Without Director Ye and Mr. Yi, we would still have to be miserable, unless we want to follow My career is in trouble!"

"How high is the threshold for Tenglong News?" asked another young reporter.

"Not high, just three o'clock. The heart should be red, the spine should be straight, and the knees should be hard!" Director Lu said.

Hear the words.

All the inland reporters fell silent.

...

In the motorcade returning to the InterContinental Hotel in Xiangjiang.

In the bulletproof car in the middle.

"Lao Ye, you are so fierce!"

Ye Chengying smiled bitterly.

"The other party slapped the sole of his shoe on his face. Is it possible that he should still be used to it?" Ye Chen said.

"Hey--"

"No, what are you talking about!"

"I guessed it would be like this!" Ye Chengying said.

"Tell me about it?" Ye Chen teased.

"Do you think the reporters in Hong Kong are so idiotic that they can't tell the difference between the situation? No matter how much they despise the mainland or hate the mainland in every possible way, you have repeatedly communicated with the British and Americans in that special period. Don’t they know that the Lord met for dinner and took Harry Kane, the second-generation rich man from England in their spiritual homeland, as his younger brother? It’s impossible, so normally, no matter how idiotic they are, All right, I don’t dare to provoke you easily! After all, in the face of absolute capital, those rotten shrimps are just ants, I don’t think they don’t understand this!”

Ye Chengying put away his smile, squinted his eyes slightly and said in a deeper voice.