Chapter 310 Guo Twelve is hospitalized!

That night, many editor-in-chiefs did not fall asleep.

Editor-in-chief Li of Chengbao tossed and turned on the bed, and was finally kicked out of bed by his old wife.

He simply went to the balcony, sat on the old wicker chair, lit a cigarette, and looked up at the moon in the sky.

I remembered the last time I suffered from insomnia. Not long after he became a journalist, he bumped into some gangsters who were collecting protection money. He was not afraid of tigers when he was a newborn calf, so he directly wrote a press release. Not long after it was published, the police station solved the case. He also received praise from all sides.

After that, he started to look for the dark side of society to report on.

It didn't take long for someone to kick the iron plate - the wall in front of their house was splashed with paint and threatening letters were written on it, which frightened the whole family.

The editor also called him over, and only then did he know the truth of the matter: the inaction of the police station made the citizens of Hong Kong increasingly dissatisfied. The few gangsters he encountered had no background and no feet, and they were just used for surgery. typical.

And his current mad dog behavior of biting anyone has already offended several bosses, this time it is just a warning, if he continues, his life and death will be small, and the whole family will be involved.

That time, Editor-in-Chief Li realized that he was not a savior, he was just a little reporter with no power and power.

Since then, he has only reported positive news, such as another factory being built in a certain place, and the new policy of the Hong Kong Governor.

He also felt that just doing news was very boring, so he tried to start writing editorials. What made him famous was the salary survey in various places in Hong Kong.

For example, if I work as a cleaner, I feel comfortable and relaxed in an office building in Central. In Kowloon Walled City, I am busy all day long, do endless work, and the salary is pitifully low.

After he finished writing a series of investigations, a large number of migrant workers flowed from Kowloon to the island!
A few years later, he also relied on this qualification to be honored as the editor-in-chief.

Editor Li took a strong drag on the cigarette in his mouth. It turned out that his blood was still not cold!

Suffering in waiting, a flash of white on the horizon illuminated the balcony and also illuminated the cigarette butts at his feet.

There were sounds of getting up from the neighbors, some yelling at the children, and some chopping meat.

Editor-in-Chief Li checked his watch. At six o'clock, he jumped up from the wicker chair, rushed into the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face, brushed his teeth quickly, and was completely awake.

After changing his clothes, he glanced at his old wife who was still sleeping and went straight out the door.

Soon, he arrived at a newsstand closest to his home and bought more than [-] newspapers in one go.

He took two steaming steamed buns from the breakfast stall next to him, with the buns in his mouth, and a newspaper in his hand, reading as he walked:
——Ten reasons why I chose Pei’s Dream of Red Mansions!
——Refuse to become the second best, starting from you and me!
——Er You is just a supporting role after all!

……

Very good, all the headlines on the front page are either explicit praise or covert criticism, or simply criticized by name.

Editor-in-Chief Li took a big bite of the pork and cabbage stuffed bun——

Really fragrant!

Until he saw the Ming Pao——

After a long while, he took a deep breath, "Dog thief!"

Boss Guo has sinister intentions and heinous crimes. He is clearly saying: Come and see!Two queens!After this village, there will be no such shop!

……

Guo Yunchen is in a good mood today. Yesterday, his uncle helped him join the Express. Under his instructions, the new editor-in-chief Yu Deshui personally wrote a film review with a length of [-] characters, which will be published on the front page of the Express today. .

As soon as he got into the car, he habitually looked to the side, and couldn't help being startled—there was no newspaper that was usually a finger thick, but today there was not a single one!

Guo Yunchen looked at Uncle Rong in confusion: "Where is the newspaper?"

Uncle Rong looked at Guo Yunchen in the rearview mirror unbearably, and tried to dissuade him: "I checked, and there was no special news today, so I didn't buy it."

How smart Guo Yunchen is, he immediately realized that some unfavorable remarks were published in the newspaper!
His handsome face sank, and he ordered directly: "Go to the nearest newsstand and stop."

Uncle Rong sighed, pulled over the car, took out a stack of newspapers with his backhand, and handed it to Guo Yunchen.

He didn't start the car, just waited quietly.

"First of all, why is the original book called Dream of the Red Chamber instead of Eryou of the Red Chamber? Isn't that obvious? Eryou is just a supporting role after all!"

"...This is like filming the life of a family. The focus is not on the handsome men and beautiful women, but on the parents. I just want to say no no no!"

"Nowadays in Hong Kong City, there are groups of wealthy wives and concubines, but many young people in their prime cannot marry wives because of poverty! What is the reason? In the final analysis, it is just the old law of marriage inherited from the Qing Dynasty.
The two are together, but it just promotes this point: as long as you are beautiful, you can be small with others, have enough food and clothing, and have a group of people to serve you! "

……

Guo Yunchen's face gradually became grim, until he turned to Ming Pao's new review and read that Editor Cha said that he had sinister intentions and heinous crimes. He frowned and cursed with a smile: "This old thief!"

He stacked all the newspapers on his knees and let out a long and slow breath.

Uncle Rong looked at him in the rearview mirror and asked, "Master Twelve, where are you going?"

Guo Yunchen was silent for a moment, and slowly spit out two words: "Hospital."

Uncle Rong was startled. After a while, he felt some sympathy for these newspapers——

Guo Twelve is hospitalized!

Uncle Guo, who was in a meeting, got up and left, leaving the elite subordinates in the conference room looking at each other in blank dismay.

The second uncle stood on the land to be developed, startled and angry, "Go home!"

Sanbo was looking at the latest list of goods sent back by Long Wu, drawing a circle from time to time, or crossing it out. Hearing the assistant's report, he let go of his hand, and the pen fell to the ground, and the list of goods was rubbed hard by him. into a ball.

A big customer from the Middle East came to Sibo's casino yesterday, and he personally accompanied him. At this time, he was still hungover, but his assistant didn't dare to delay, so he woke him up directly.

There are three older brothers, the fifth was born late, and Guo Sibo was actually raised and pampered when he was a child.

It's just that now that I'm older, I'm a lot more restrained.

Getting angry but still there all the time, it can be regarded as his last little temper.

Fourth Uncle was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes at all. He grabbed a pillow and threw it at the place where the sound came from: "How many times have I told you! Unless something happens to Achen, don't call me!"

Halfway through the speech, he had already come to his senses, and the pillow in his hand stopped, and he looked at the assistant sensitively: "...is it Ah Chen?"

The assistant half bowed, and said cautiously: "Master Twelve, he is hospitalized."

The fourth uncle stared at him: "What did you say?!"

The assistant felt that a guillotine had been placed on the back of his neck, and it became difficult to breathe. He stammered and was about to repeat, but his fourth uncle interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Go and contact the famous doctors from various countries that I have made friends with over the years. Let's see. See when they are free!”

After a pause, the fourth uncle stared at the assistant closely and emphasized: "If you don't have time, just add more money!"

 So, why did you use one at the end of the title of this chapter?The author seems quite happy, isn't he his own son?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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