The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 63 Just the Truth
The screen slides down little by little, and photos and interviews reveal the truth.

Jung Yoo-mi did not make a false accusation. It was Jung Joon-young who actually deceived the world. He kept the police, the media, and the public in the dark and remains at large until now.

"Xiba, this bastard, he even fooled the police? I've never seen anything like this!"

"He can unlock the supervisory company's box with just his fingerprint. How audacious!"

"Jung Joon-young is finished! This news will definitely turn the entertainment industry upside down!"

The explosive news made even the most knowledgeable people present feel their scalps tingle.

Secretly filming, assaulting, beating, and even perjury to deceive everyone.

The person who committed such a heinous act was not Choi Jong-bum, that little gangster, but Jung Joon-young, the ideal boyfriend, dream lover, and melancholy prince of countless people.

This one piece of news alone is enough to overwhelm all the other news, including the four news articles and the blank spaces. Even if only this one piece of news is released today, it is enough.

The winner takes all, and the biggest headlines grab 90% of the attention. This is the news industry, a cruel battlefield where truth is fought for.

Zhao Dongxu lost.

Looking at Zhao Dongxu's ashen face, everyone shook their heads inwardly.

"When did the team leader get these?" Jin Zhicheng was surprised and happy, but found that Quan Enfei next to him was sitting in the chair without saying a word.

It turns out that the team leader was busy with this last night. Was he busy until very late?
Kwon Eun-bi looked at Pei Yongjun's back with sparkling eyes, and imagined how he concentrated on weaving the truth under the desk lamp last night, and she felt a little absent-minded.

boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise and the conference room suddenly became quiet. Quan Enfei was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. Editor-in-chief Zhao Dongxu was standing by the table with a gloomy face, and he slammed his palm on the table.

"Editor-in-chief, what's wrong?" Pei Yongjun asked calmly.

"no!"

"Can't publish it!" Zhao Dongxu's cheeks twitched as he spoke word by word, "This news can't be published!"

"Today's news is about to be published, but we haven't done anything with it, including typesetting and proofreading. How can we publish it?!"

"Anyway, send it out according to the original layout first. Group 2's manuscript is controversial and cannot be used anymore. Fill it in with my supplementary manuscript."

Everyone exchanged glances, realizing that Zhao Dongxu was being forced into a corner and was going to use his power to suppress this big news and make Pei Yongjun and his team's controversial news report true.

However, using the excuse of typesetting and proofreading as a matter of official business will not solve the problem in a short time.

"Our team is here to help. Let's get it sorted right away, and then we can give it to the editors." Zhang Jiyuan, who was standing beside him, couldn't sit still any longer. "It'll only take about an hour, so it's okay to send it out a little later."

"Zhang Jiyuan, which group are you from?" Zhao Dongxu directly blocked his proposal.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhao, you..." Zhang Jiyuan felt depressed and angry. He was about to say something, but Pei Yongjun raised his hand to stop him.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhang, since the editor-in-chief has objections, there's no need to bother." Pei Yongjun looked at him and nodded gratefully.

"Why is it so troublesome? This..."

"The typesetting is complete." Pei Yongjun interrupted him, his expression not pretending. "The typesetting, proofreading, and review have all been completed by the editorial team. It can be published at any time."

"What? Really?" Zhang Jiyuan was stunned.

Pei Yongjun nodded.

"The typesetting is finished? How is that possible?" Zhao Dongxu was incredulous, but suddenly he understood something and turned to look at the editorial team leader Liu Xuanxi. "Liu Xuanxi, what's going on?"

The editorial team was responsible for typesetting and proofreading all the news, but when did Pei Yongjun actually do it? Liu Xuanxi looked around and stood up in embarrassment.

"Editor-in-Chief, last night Chief Editor Pei came to me and said there was a manuscript that needed typeset, so I..." He saw Zhao Dongxu's face suddenly darken, and quickly waved his hands in defense, "I, I'm just following the rules. I'll help anyone who has a manuscript."

"Editor-in-Chief, please don't embarrass me."

"Can the editorial office be used casually?" Zhao Dongxu was so angry that he was shaking.

But Pei Yongjun's words made him pause.

"Editor-in-Chief, weren't you the one who asked Team Leader Liu to use the editorial office last night? Otherwise," Pei Yongjun pointed at the four draft news articles Zhao Dongxu had just thrown out, "how else could these four articles have been typeset?"

"You..." Zhao Dongxu stood there, Pei Yongjun looked at him, and recalled the scenes of the past few days in his heart.

On Sunday, Zhao Dongxu showed up at the newspaper office somewhat abruptly and warmly asked him to move to the big office. He immediately smelled something unusual.

The news that he had originally scheduled to be published next Friday was now known even to Consort Kwon. It was impossible for Zhao Dongxu not to know about it, and it was impossible for him not to take advantage of it.

Sure enough, at night, when he returned to the newspaper office, he happened to find Liu Xuanxi busy in the editorial office. What happened next was a natural progression.

"Mo? That's not right? How did the news get released?" Someone next to him suddenly shouted in surprise.

"Huh? What?"

"It's out, take a look!" He held up his phone. On the front page of Hanjiang Sports' website, right at the top, was Jung Joon-young's news. A photo of him with dark circles under his eyes hung high above, with bold, bold letters announcing the end of his artist life. "Really!"

"Ah!" Everyone hurried to confirm, only to find that the news had been published just a few minutes ago.

"This, this..." Everyone looked at Pei Yongjun and Zhao Dongxu, and suddenly became confused.

"Yongjun, what's going on?" Zhang Jiyuan asked hurriedly.

"It's ten o'clock, of course the news should be released." Pei Yongjun pointed to the wall clock. Many people then realized that during the argument, the time for the news to be released had passed unknowingly.

"But, the editor-in-chief..."

Everyone had the same thought as him: how did this news come out?

"Pei Yongjun! How dare you publish this news without my review?" Zhao Dongxu was furious. "Are you trying to rebel?"

"Editor-in-Chief, we don't need you to review our team's news, right?" Pei Yongjun shook his head. "Submissions, pre-selection, typesetting, proofreading, review—that's a quarter of the space..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said word by word, "It's my turn to have the final say."

“Why does it take a weekly morning meeting to publish news?”

“Why do excellent manuscripts have to be buried and never see the light of day?”

"Why can some people rise to the top of a newspaper by fabricating news?"

"Editor-in-Chief, perhaps this is necessary for you."

"But here, none of this is necessary." Pei Yongjun looked around with a stern gaze. Wherever he looked, people subconsciously took a step back. "All I want is the truth."

"A truth that can shake the peninsula and shock people."

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