MTL - Take It Easy-Chapter 161 pride

Martyrs and explorers on the leeward slope. "Change"

When Zhou Yi heard Mu Qinglin's words, his excitement disappeared instantly.

Her first reaction was that she guessed wrong.

Thinking of Mu Qinglin's phrase "ninety-nine is inseparable from ten", she immediately dispelled her doubts and calmly thought about the meaning of this sentence.

After a while, Zhou Yi suddenly snorted and said in a sarcastic tone, "Does this secretary think that legal principles are nothing more than human feelings? If what the environmental sanitation uncle said is true, then the pseudonym "Chongjiu" means a lot to many people." . The secretary wanted to use "Chongjiu" to let netizens speak for him and make legal concessions. "

"He made a wrong calculation." Mu Qing said seriously, "I compared the topic selection and writing style of "Chongjiu" over the years, and the difference is very big. In the early years, he was always based on the fundamentals of people's livelihood, with sharp questions and sharp opinions, but his writing was concise and gentle, which was very personal; "Can't express clearly. "

This is why Mu Qing has been in this industry for so many years, checking the news with her mobile phone every day, but she has never noticed the pseudonym "Chongjiu"-it is so watery that she doesn't even bother to pay attention.

In this regard, not only her, but many colleagues expressed doubts under that Weibo.

The blogger's explanation is roughly: the official position limits the ability to play, Wang Changnian, Secretary Wang, besides being a reporter, should pay attention to the interests of the people.

At the same time, he is also the leader of the newspaper office, so he has to restrain his edge because of the development of the newspaper office.

Mu Qinglin couldn't even say half a word.

There is no way for a person's mind to make a change that is equivalent to earth-shaking changes overnight. Furthermore, the fundamental meaning of leadership is to lead and guide. Even if he is not telling the truth, who else will do things seriously? What kind of development is a unit where no one is serious about doing things?

and…

"Xiao Jiu, the watershed when the style of "Chong Jiu" articles began to change dramatically was ten years ago, the year your parents passed away. "Mu Qinglin looked at Zhou Yi and said.

This sentence is equivalent to directly telling Zhou Yi that Wang Changnian has stolen her parents' pseudonym.

He will do this, or it is really out of consideration for the subsequent development of the newspaper, and he wants to use the influence of "Chongjiu" to retain some readers.

After all, the paper media at that time was still in a prosperous period, but his personal ability was limited and he could not write articles of the same level, which made this pseudonym gradually disappear from the public eye;

Or... he was just doing it for his own benefit.

What is the reason, Mu Qinglin is still unclear.

She pondered for a moment, raised her hand to hold Zhou Yi's slightly trembling fist due to excessive force, and pulled her to sit beside her, "Xiao Jiu, don't worry, I'll call Jin Liang later to see what's going on at the newspaper office Situation. Relax a little bit and we'll get through."

Zhou Yi said, "No need..."

Zhou Yi took out her phone, rummaged through the memo for a while, and made a call.

As soon as it rang, someone connected, "Hello, hello."

Zhou Yi subconsciously licked her lips, her voice was tight, "Teacher Pan..."

Pan Song, Zhou Yi's class teacher in high school, took good care of her.

It's a pity that no amount of care can match the distance of time.

I haven't seen him in nearly ten years, and Zhou Yi's voice is already very strange to Pan Song.

"Who are you?" Pan Song asked.

Zhou Yi said: "Zhou Yi from Class Three One."

There was silence on the microphone.

Pan Song asked uncertainly, "That Zhou Yi in my class?"

Zhou Yi said, "Yes..."

Pan Song raised his voice with excitement, "I heard from Teacher Xie Fei that someone transferred your student status to Jiangping? Are you still there now? Graduated from university? What are you doing?"

Pan Song finally couldn't hold back as he talked, and laughed, "It's considered a call to the teacher. When you left suddenly, the teacher didn't know where to look for you, so he always hoped that you would think about it." , I can call back to report safety. Zhou Yi..." Pan Song lowered his voice, filled with guilt, "The teacher was not good at that time, and the teacher had an obligation to protect you and teach you to grow up, but you asked When the teacher can start again, the teacher failed to give you a clear answer. Teacher..."

"Teacher Pan..." Zhou Yi interrupted, she looked down at Mu Qinglin's knuckle-boned hand, five fingers passed through her fingers, intertwined with her ten fingers, and said calmly: "I met a person who has been reborn start."

Pan Song was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "How are you?"

Zhou Yi squeezed Mu Qinglin's hand tightly, and said slowly: "Very good. She is not at all like those who like to criticize me behind my back. She believed in me from the beginning, and she likes me very much."

"That's good, that's good." Pan Song sighed, her sincerity was still fresh in Zhou Yi's memory, "Mr. Pan, when I almost got a major demerit because I didn't take the exam, thank you for pleading for me; Later, when you can’t come back to pick me up on time, thank you for staying with me all night. Thank you for taking care of me in those years.”

Pan Song felt ashamed, "The teacher just did these unimportant things."

"It's very important to me," Zhou Yi said.

Everyone she met growing up taught her something, no matter what.

Holding the phone, Zhou Yi said solemnly, "Mr. Pan, I called today to ask you something."

Pan Song was surprised, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yi said: "I remember that Uncle Yu works in a newspaper office, and I wanted to ask him about some things."

Uncle Yu is Pan Song's husband and has been an editor for a newspaper all his life.

When Zhou Yi was still in school, he often saw him go to school to pick up Pan Song from get off work. He was a considerate and interesting uncle.

Pan Song hesitated, "Did you hear something recently?"

Zhou Yi said bluntly, "I didn't hear it, but I confirmed it myself—my parents are not bad people."

"Give me the call." Suddenly a vague male voice came from the receiver, which quickly became clear, "Zhou Yi?"

Zhou Yi greeted him politely, took out a bluetooth headset, put one in Mu Qinglin's ear, and put the other on by himself.

"What do you want to ask me about?" Uncle Yu asked.

Zhou Yi cut to the chase and said, "Is 'Chongjiu' my parents' pen name? "

"Yes..." Uncle Yu also did not evade.

Zhou Yi quickly said: "Then why do some people say it's Wang Changnian?"

Uncle Yu sighed, and said, "If you made this call one day earlier, I wouldn't be able to get back to you."

"now what?"

"A few old guys couldn't stand it anymore, and told me something about their early years, alas, your parents have been wronged."

Uncle Yu recalled: "The employees of the newspaper office do not sit on duty, and their performance is not up to standard. After a certain period of time, they will be dismissed. So your parents really wanted to leave at first, but the old president was embarrassed to let them contribute to the newspaper office for free. The old president's selfishness."

"He thinks highly of your parents and wants to solve some financial difficulties for them."

"The old president sold his own face, let the personnel and finance side keep quiet, and claimed to the outside that they had resigned, and kept their jobs internally, and still paid salaries and various benefits normally."

"But if you think about it, the names of people who have already resigned must not appear on the manuscripts for review. Your parents chose the simplest pseudonym—Chongjiu."

"Because there is a nine in your name."

Zhou Yi and Mu Qinglin's clasped hands suddenly tightened, and the pain caused by the squeezed joints made Mu Qinglin frown uncontrollably.

She held Zhou Yi's stretched wrist with her free hand, pressed her index finger on her thin forearm and rubbed it lightly.

Uncle Yu continued: "The meaning of Chongjiu is very simple. There are two nines, one is daughter and the other is work. They can think of their daughter as soon as they pick up their pens. This is their parents' preference for her;

When thinking of their daughter, no matter how hard it is, they can maintain their original aspirations at work. This is the motivation given to them by their daughters; with motivation, they can always move forward with their original aspirations. This is their persistence as reporters. "

really…

Zhou Yi leaned forward, resting his forehead on the edge of the table.

Who said parents who love to work can't be good parents?

Zhou Ming and Ruan Zhongyi put her name in their ideals, always take her with them, love her, and always be "loyal" to her.

They are not selfish at all.

The love they gave her was selfless and grand.

only…

They left so suddenly, she didn't even have the chance to walk by their side after graduating from university, as she had planned since she was a child, and truly stand with their ideals.

Zhou Yi suddenly felt unwilling.

very unwilling...

Mu Qinglin saw that her body was shaking, but she couldn't say anything right away, only dared to raise her hand and caressed her thin back distressedly.

Zhou Yi felt Mu Qinglin's emotions, and quickly held back all his unwillingness to let the topic continue, "Uncle Yu, how many people in the newspaper know about the affiliation of the pseudonym "Chongjiu"?" "

Uncle Yu said: "Several old people in personnel, finance, and trade unions. The one who knows best is Wang Changnian. He was the secretary of the old company president at the time. The manuscripts sent back by your parents were all sorted out and interrogated by him."

"Near water, the old president retired, Wang Changnian naturally became the closest person to this pseudonym, if you want to take this opportunity to keep it for yourself, you only need to seal these few people." Zhou Yi asked with almost certainty.

"They can't help it either. Wang Changnian is a related family, and no one can provoke him." Uncle Yu said helplessly: "In the second half of the year when the old president retired, the party committee was elected. There are so many, and the position is getting promoted faster and faster, who dares to mention the things behind it? The passage of time is just a blink of an eye."

But the harm that this blink of an eye brings to those innocent people is eternal.

Zhou Yi suppressed the anger surging in his chest, and asked, "Wang Changnian made those things in the database?"

Uncle Yu was puzzled, "What is it?"

He looked like he really didn't know.

Zhou Yi stopped asking, and said instead: "Ten years ago, the newspaper published an article signed by my parents' real names. Why?"

"Accident..." Uncle Yu said, "Wang Changnian was in a hurry to go to a meeting in the city that day, and the manuscript had just been sent back. He didn't have time to read it carefully, thinking that there would be no mistakes in what your parents wrote, so he sent it to his assistant for review.

At that time, many years have passed since your parents left, and the following are all newcomers, and they don't know anything about them, so they just took it as a draft from the editorial department and printed it.

For this, the higher authorities punished seven or eight people at one time, but because this article was well received, it was reposted by many external media, and the agency did not dare to withdraw it easily, so it became a single seedling and kept it there. "

No wonder Guo Hong only found one article in Curry back then, so it turned out to be the case.

Zhou Yi clenched his teeth.

In an accident, Guo Hong found out about her parents, her life was disrupted, and she was brought back to the original point by Mu Qinglin. Wang Changnian was also investigated and dealt with.

The final cause of this result was the accident caused by Wang Changnian himself. This accident happened because her parents were good enough.

She once again believed that karma is not false, and she was unhappy with the retribution.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.

If you want to stand firmly, you must always walk upright and sit upright.

Guo Hong and Wang Changnian...

No matter who is responsible for those materials, she will be thrown into trouble.

Zhou Yi sat up, and there seemed to be a cold wind passing through his dead eyes.

When Li Cuo rushed over in a hurry and asked her to deal with the complaint, she recovered in a second.

"Uncle Yu, if necessary, can you help me prove that "Chong Jiu" is my parents? " Zhou Yi asked.

Uncle Yu said categorically: "It's not just me, those old employees can prove it. Over the years, Wang has used his power to turn the newspaper into a mess. Anyone dares to stuff it in. That Guo Hong was brought in by him. He is too lazy to work. They can still get promoted step by step, everyone has complained a long time ago, but they just have no chance to speak out. This time the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, the scandals they did should be seen."

"Okay, I'll call you again in a few days. Thank you for bothering you today."

"Wait a minute..." Uncle Yu hurriedly stopped Zhou Yi and said, "Teacher Pan still has something to tell you."

Zhou Yi let out an "um" and waited quietly.

Pan Song said: "Zhou Yi, come to the school when you have time. The teacher is still in the old office. Although it is late, the teacher still wants to say that the teacher can answer whatever you ask this time."

Zhou Yi clenched the phone tightly, nodded for a while, and said, "Okay..."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yi was stunned as if absent-minded.

Mu Qinglin helped her take off the earphones and put them in the box, and then pulled out the phone and put it on the table before calling her, "Xiao Jiu..."

Zhou Yi's body trembled, and he raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said, "Li Cuogang seems to be looking for me, I'll go and have a look."

"you…"

"I'm fine, really, you've been with me through the hardest part, and now it's just that I love them more." Zhou Yi looked at Mu Qinglin with burning eyes, "Yanyan, I'm still doing it for them." pride."

Mu Qinglin didn't speak immediately, but stared at Zhou Yi without blinking.

There was no trace of anger in her dark eyes.

Mu Qinglin felt relieved and said, "Me too..."

Zhou Yi smiled and stood up, "I'll go see what's going on."

Mu Qinglin said: "Go..."

Zhou Yi left soon.

Mu Qinglin saw from a distance that she was calm and clear throughout the process of handling disputes.

When something happens, she won't panic like before.

For such a big matter, her eyes didn't even turn red.

What a growth.

Mu Qinglin was not only happy, but also distressed.

If there were no accidents, the matter of Zhou Yi's parents should have something to do with Wang Changnian.

Some people in this world are greedy for money, and some are greedy for power. If they wave their hands indifferently, it may be a disaster for those who are in it.

This is reality.

Disgusting yet true reality.

Mu Qinglin sat up, created a new word document, and tapped the keyboard quickly with her fingertips.

In just five or six seconds, a centered, bold title appeared on the first line: "Martyrs and Explorers on the Leeward Slope"

She has no ability to go back to the past and reverse the reality, at least she should write something in the present, so that the story behind the reality is known.

…

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly snapped their fingers in front of Mu Qinglin's eyes.

Mu Qinglin looked up, and Fu Xiao, who had a gloomy face yesterday, was now full of joy.

Standing next to her was Han Qiu.

Han Qiu said, "Long time no see."

Mu Qinglin smiled and said, "Long time no see."

The two sat down opposite Mu Qinglin, and a waiter immediately came over to ask.

Before Fu Xiao could speak, Han Qiu ordered her a cup of fruit tea at room temperature.

Fu Xiao lowered his face and stared at Han Qiu.

The latter seemed invisible and unmoved at all.

Mu Qinglin watched calmly for a few seconds, closed the computer, and said, "What's the matter here?"

"Drinking tea, that's impossible." Fu Xiao raised his hand and pointed his thumb towards Han Qiu. "It's about your wife's household registration. I need to take her to the police station to collect personal information."

Mu Qinglin looked at Han Qiu and said, "I'm sorry..."

Han Qiu, "You're welcome..."

After a while, Zhou Yi came over after finishing her work, and after hearing what Han Qiu said about the situation, she decided to go with her right away.

Mu Qinglin and Fu Xiao sat without moving.

Watching the two go away, Mu Qinglin looked away, looked at Fu Xiao and said, "Are you reconciled?"

Fu Xiao said softly, "Hmm..."

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Nothing special, just..." Fu Xiao turned to look at Mu Qinglin, smiled, and said, "She sleeps very comfortably, I want to keep sleeping."

The author has something to say:

thanks and bow

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-09-28 12:00:00-2022-09-29 12:00:00...

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Gradient Latte, Song Yuanjing, Shu Shu, Not Afraid of Black, 488101961 pieces;