Armor: I can only summon the general

Lin Jianmin kept telling Xiao Song about the dirty information about Xiaoya Group. He used to be a serious company executive, and the dirty information coming out of his mouth was not something that ordinary people could understand.

Xiao Song only used a voice recorder to record at first, and after a while he started to take a note to write down his thoughts. As time passed by, Lin Jianmin's shock to him became more and more serious.

Originally, he just wanted to do an exclusive interview to make some achievements and compare An Mixiu to others. However, as Lin Jianmin's story became more and more profound, he also realized that the nature of this matter gradually changed, and it was no longer the case. Personal interviews are so simple.

These black materials can be said to be an extremely sharp sword. As long as you swing it well and add some help, you can definitely cut off a piece of flesh from the Little Duck Group.

However, this piece of meat was too huge, and he would never be able to eat it with his small body, but he was not willing to let Jinshan slip away from his eyes. At this moment, Xiao Song suddenly thought of someone.

Half an hour later, Lin Jianmin's mouth was dry and he stopped talking after finishing a complete module.

"Okay, that's all for now. You have to make sure to publish what I said exactly so that everyone can see the true face of the Little Duck Group. Your magazine will definitely sell out by then."

Lin Jianmin raised his hand and glanced at his watch and found that half an hour had passed. He had an interview to go to and was about to be late. Before Xiao Song could react, he hurried towards the company.

Xiao Song looked at Lin Jianmin's back and then at the recorder in his hand. At this moment, he felt that the chance to turn over was in his hands.

He quickly ran to the roadside, stopped a taxi and rushed home. As soon as he entered the house, he rushed to the computer and started sorting out the contents of the recorder.

After working for nearly an hour, he sorted out the contents of the recorder. Looking at the information on the computer, he couldn't close his grin, and he was filled with surprises one after another.

A few minutes later, Xiao Song calmed down his exaggerated expression and took out his cell phone to call Editor Liao.

Once this matter is exposed, it will affect the future of a large company. The greater the profit, the higher the risk. The risk of this matter is too great. He cannot afford it alone. He can only find someone to Someone shared the responsibility with him, and this person was Editor-in-Chief Liao.

Although Editor-in-Chief Liao is not the most suitable, he is the biggest person Xiao Song can come into contact with. Apart from him, Xiao Song really can’t think of anyone who can resist the backlash caused by this public opinion.

In the editorial department of the Eight-Day Magazine, Editor-in-Chief Liao was sitting at his desk looking at the manuscript written by An Mixiu. He felt very proud. He did not expect that An Mixiu was so lucky that he would encounter this kind of thing when he first came here. Good thing.

He planned to give the credit to Xiao Song first when reporting the report, and use him to test An Mixiu's bottom line. If An Mixiu didn't care about this, then he would give the credit to himself next time. On the head.

Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone rang suddenly. Editor Liao, who was disturbed from his sweet dream, became irritable. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Xiao Song.

‘This Xiao Song, why are you calling at this time? ’

Thinking in his mind, Editor Liao casually pressed the answer button, picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Before he could speak, Xiao Song's urgent voice came from the phone.

"Hey, editor, don't talk for now. Listen to me first. I have a great news here. Come to me now and let's talk face to face."

"I have to go to your place to talk to you if I have anything to say... hello?"

Before Editor Liao finished speaking, Xiao Song had already hung up the phone.

Looking at his mobile phone, Editor Liao had some doubts in his mind. Xiao Song had boasted about this kind of bullshit before, and it had made him happy several times. What was wrong with it this time?

After thinking about it, Editor Liao decided to go over and take a look. After all, Xiao Song had already greeted him. If there was really some shocking information, then it would be worth his while. Even if there was no explosive information, the worst he could do was scold Xiao Song. It's over when you vent your anger. Anyway, being idle is just idle.

Editor Liao stood up and walked out of his desk and came to An Mixiu's side.

"Xiao An, I have something urgent to do here and I have to go out. You should be busy first. If you need anything, you can call me."

"Okay editor-in-chief, go and do your work and don't worry about me."

An Mixiu replied with a smile.

Editor Liao nodded, then walked out to the parking lot, drove to Xiao Song's house.

Xiao Song was sitting at home waiting for Editor Liao. He felt that a long time had passed and he had not seen Editor Liao. Just when he wanted to call Editor Liao again, there was a knock on his door.

Xiao Song hurried over to open the door. When the door opened, it was indeed Editor Liao who came.

"Editor, you are finally here, come on, come in, come in."

Editor Liao was grabbed by Xiao Song's arm and pulled in. He led him to sit on the sofa. Before he could ask, Xiao Song picked up a folder and handed it to him.

Looking at Xiao Song with a playful smile in front of him, Editor Liao had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He pointed at Xiao Song and smiled, then opened the folder in his hand.

When he first read the first page, he was still curious about how Xiao Song found Mr. Lin, who had resigned, for an exclusive interview. But when he turned to the second page, the content on the paper directly broke through his psychological defense.

Editor Liao trembled, flipping through the documents in his hands page by page with trembling hands. After reading all the contents, he closed the folder heavily and looked at Xiao Song with a serious face.

"Xiao Song, tell me honestly, where do these things come from? Do you know the consequences of fabricating these rumors?"

Xiao Song replied with a smile on his face: "Editor, these things were all told to me personally by the former vice president of Xiaoya Group. I compiled these based on his original words. You don't believe me, don't you? Don’t you still believe Mr. Lin?”

Editor Liao asked in disbelief: "Did Mr. Lin really tell you this personally?"

"Yes, I can use everything I have as a guarantee. These are all things Mr. Lin told me personally. I definitely didn't add anything to it, and I also have his original recording. If you don't believe it, you can compare it word for word. Yes, if I change it a little more, I will eat this sofa in front of you."

Xiao Song also put away his smile and answered seriously.

Seeing that Xiao Song didn't look like he was joking, Editor Liao immediately became excited. He covered the folder in his hands with both hands, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.

"Okay, God is wise. It's finally my turn, and I've managed to survive."

Editor Liao shouted excitedly that the folder in his hand would be the key to unlocking his door to a higher level. As long as he could make good use of it, he would definitely seize this promotion.