Hearing this, Ai Miao's face suddenly changed, and he gasped: "Media?!

"Who?" When Liu Xuan heard this, his face immediately became nervous: "In these days, the media has been digging shady scenes, so many goods are here, if they are exposed, we will all have to go to jail." ”

Now the empire of food safety problems has been hit hard, especially the food safety problems that have been exposed. Not to mention this inventory.

What's more, this is a behind-the-scenes cooperation involving more than a dozen companies.

When it comes to it, it's big news, and the media loves big news the most.

Ai Miaozhi frowned and thought about it, and shook her head: "There is a reporter who has indeed been checking on me recently."

"Who?, which media?" Liu Xuan immediately leaned over to Ai Miao's side, becoming more and more nervous.

"Gao Leng, Xingsheng Magazine. As soon as Ai Miao's words came out, Liu Xuan was immediately stunned, and after half a sound, he muttered: "Gao Leng? ”

"It's normal to be familiar, this kid has made a bunch of headlines recently, there are headlines in the entertainment industry, and there is Huang Cong's birthday dinner in the financial circle. Ai Miao said.

"Oh" Liu Xuan half-squinted his eyes and thought carefully: "Why do I think this person is familiar, not because of these headlines?"

In the hotel's teahouse, Gao Leng followed Liu Xuan and Ai Miao, asked Fuji Jiazhi to lead Ai Miao away, met Liu Xuan alone, and gave him a business card, but Liu Xuan didn't take it to heart.

He was busy with business, so how could he remember a reporter? Even if it was a reporter who was a little famous, you must know that most of the people he met were wealthy people.

It's just that Ai Miao said this, Gao Leng's name was unique, and he seemed to remember something for a while, but he didn't think of it.

was thinking hard, and saw Ai Miaoshi shaking his head: "Gao Leng is in Xingsheng Magazine, this kid was really trying to dig up my news some time ago, and called a team to conduct street interviews, which is very large, fortunately, we got the news, and it was difficult to advertise in their magazine." ”

Ai Miao said, took a wine glass and filled it with wine, and laughed shamefully: "In these years, many media don't rely on this to make advertising money? ”

Nowadays, the media industry is full of flowers, good and bad, there are many media who claim to dig up shady scenes, which seems to be very righteous and awe-inspiring, but in fact, the main reason for digging shady scenes is not to expose them to the public and promote social progress, but to use shady scenes to exchange advertising fees with enterprises.

To put it bluntly, I filmed a shady scene and exchanged money with the company.

As long as the enterprise becomes bigger, there will always be loopholes, and almost everyone's first pot of gold will probably not be particularly clean, not to mention that after the enterprise grows bigger, the stall will be bigger and there will be more loopholes. It's not uncommon for people to get a grip on it.

To be precise, as long as you are targeted by the media, you don't run away.

Therefore, every year, the company will set aside a part of the money for media public relations, part of which is for the real need to promote and advertise, and the other part is to block the mouth of the media.

I'll advertise you, I'm your long-term cooperative company, so don't come to me to shady.

Xingsheng Magazine is now among the first-class private magazines in China, but at the beginning of its establishment, it also relied on connections, favors and some shady stimulating advertising business, which is known to anyone who has dealt with the media circle.

"Moreover, this kid also blackmailed 500,000 laborers. Ai Miaoshi said this, and slammed the wine glass on the table: "The imperial people are really insatiable, the magazine doesn't count, and he himself slanders me." Damn it. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Liu Xuan's face softened a little: "It's a good thing that I can come to blackmail you, I'm afraid that there will be a yin gun in the back." Forget it, let's go to Donggang first and see how it goes. ”

Ai Miaoshi nodded.

"Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry. ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Brushing the ground together, the second brother of the Blade Gang and the dozens of Blade Gang disciples behind him bent down and bowed deeply.

"What's going on with the warehouse? Liu Xuan had a cold face, ignored them, got off the tour bus directly, walked towards the No. 98 warehouse, and waved his hand at Brother Zhao as he walked: "Lao Zhao, you have helped me guard the field so many times, why was it made like this this time?"

In the crowd, Lao Zhao heard the voice.

I saw that his face was bruised, his arm was broken, and he was bandaged, and the five fingers holding the gun burst one after another, and the white bones were exposed, and it seemed that he had not had time to seek medical attention.

Looking at the few people he was carrying, they were all scarred, either with broken heads or broken bones.

It can be seen that the comer's methods are cruel.

Liu Xuan glanced at it and felt panicked, so he quickly shifted his gaze, but the anger in his heart was a little less.

It seems that people have done their best.

"I don't know where those people came from, they're all very powerful, but fortunately I helped you hold the field, otherwise I really don't know how to end it. Lao Zhao lowered his eyebrows and said: "The warehouse door has not been opened, this requires fingerprints to unlock, you see, my hand." ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, only to see a white bone exposed from his little thumb, not to mention fingerprints, and even his finger was cut in half.

"Seeing that I couldn't beat it, I couldn't do it, so I cut off my finger and threw it in the corner, the man couldn't open the door, and when he saw that our support was coming, he left first. ”

Obviously, Lao Zhao lied-

Half an hour ago.

"Brother Zhao is awake! Brother Zhao is awake!" The dozen or so people from the Blade Gang who gathered over were excited when they saw Lao Zhao wake up.

As soon as Lao Zhao woke up, he looked down at himself, and immediately understood, he subconsciously looked at his little thumb, and without saying a word, he didn't even bother to wear clothes and ran to the door of warehouse 98.

Run to the door, the door is closed well.

But he chuckled in his heart.

Although I was knocked unconscious and had no memory, I was always worried.

"Brother Zhao, could those people have entered the warehouse?!"

"Don't talk nonsense! If this goes into the warehouse, we won't be alive!"

The dozen or so people who came were all Lao Zhao's people, and the last group to go, but listening to the movement in the distance, people were still coming one after another, and those who came behind were the others of the Blade Gang.

Lao Zhao's face changed, his face was cold, and he walked to the side of the road and picked up a brick.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing?" One of them saw him holding up the brick high, with a vicious expression, and hurriedly grabbed him.

"You all remember for me, when you saw the labor, the laborer was injured, dare to say more than half a sentence, don't blame my Lao Zhao's gun, don't recognize people!" Lao Zhao raised his hand and threw the man who was pulling him a few steps away, with a murderous face.

The hand raised high, the moving brick in his hand slammed down.

There was a muffled thud, accompanied by the crunch of bones cracking.

Lao Zhao's face was covered with sweat, and he didn't say a word, and his hand bones were broken.

With his left hand, he pulled the dagger from his waist and pressed it to his little finger that could open the fingerprint lock of the warehouse.

Hand up and knife down.

A bloody slice.

Everyone shuddered for a while, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads.

In the crowd, there was a person with his eyes purring, as if he was playing Xiao Jiujiu, and his footsteps silently took a few steps back and looked around.

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