Chapter 349: The News Man Is Not a Savior

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Zhangjia Village is one of several impoverished areas in Mazhou City. The original ecology of this place is well preserved, and there are many landmark products. The unique conditions of nature have created the simple peasant style of Zhangjia Village.

The place is surrounded by mountains in many places, and there is only one mountain road leading to the town.

Sometimes, the more unexpected the place, the more unexpected things are going on.

In ancient times, there was a saying that "the sky is high and the emperor is far away", and it is still prevalent today.

The more remote the place, the more unknown things are hidden.

According to the information provided by Zhou Zhou's informants, there is a private factory here called the Yongcheng Processing Factory. On the surface, it is processing and producing clothes, but in fact it is a chemical factory, and the amount of sewage discharged every day exceeds the national standard by 200 times!

Zhou Zhou came this time to go into this factory to find out, but before he could start to take out his camera, he was discovered by the workers inside and reported the case.

"I was surprised, several villagers I interviewed thought it was a garment factory, and there were people working in it, but I don't know why, as soon as they saw Cui Jun holding the camera, it was like seeing an enemy." Zhou Zhou shook his head in confusion.

"It's not surprising, there must be a story in this." Zhang Ranran drank porridge and ate eggs.

"We've been exposed, and even if we go in disguise, we won't gain anything." Cui Jun said lightly.

Ruan Mianmian has been eating and does not express her opinions.

After the three of them finished speaking, they kept looking at Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian calmly finished eating, wiped her mouth, and looked up to see three people looking at her without blinking.

"Am I beautiful?" Ruan Mianmian's smiling face was like a flower.

Three: ...

They suspected that Ruan Mianmian hadn't heard what they had just said at all!

"Have you eaten yet?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

The three of them nodded, and Zhou Zhou said, "Boss, don't we stay for a while?" โ€

Ruan Mianmian raised her eyebrows: "If you want to stay, that's fine." But I have to go home, and my cub is still waiting to be milked. โ€

"But there are a lot of villagers waiting for us to rescue!" Zhou Zhou's tone was a little anxious.

Ruan Mianmian smiled slightly, looked at them, and said lightly: "I remember telling you a long time ago that we news people are just restoring things without rhetoric or exaggeration. Journalists are not saviors. โ€

After speaking, Ruan Mianmian looked at Zhou Zhou and said slowly: "You are not a savior. โ€

Those inky black eyes, with stability and calmness, at that moment, the fire of anxiety in Zhou Zhou's heart was extinguished.

"Shall we go back like this?" Zhou Zhou asked unwillingly.

Ruan Mianmian stood up from her seat and said, "I'm in a hurry to go back because my cub needs me, and you can continue to investigate here." โ€

The three did not speak.

"If you want to go back, come with me, and if you don't, I'll leave alone." Ruan Mianmian asked.

No one wants to go back, they still have to be here, continue to investigate.

Ruan Mianmian smiled slightly, this is her partner, isn't it?

"OK, don't look for me if you have any questions." Ruan Mianmian said calmly.

Three: ???

What, what? Boss, when you say that, we are very panicked.

"Then I'll go, Emma is really open, and I came out to earn 10,000 yuan." Ruan Mianmian happily waved her hand and left the hotel, and muttered as she left.

Three: ...

You've earned all our hard-earned money!!

...

The town's economy is slightly better than that of Zhangjia Village, and on the way to the town's passenger station, Ruan Mianmian found a convertible motorcycle.

The rumbling noise of the motorcycle was particularly loud, and Ruan Mianmian got into the car to negotiate the price and began to talk to the owner.

"Master, are you a local?" Ruan Mianmian approached the car and almost shouted and asked.

"Four!" The master tilted his head slightly to answer the question.

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips slightly and continued to ask: "I like this place very much, I think the people and environment here are very good. โ€

When the master heard this, he laughed a few times.

Then, Ruan Mianmian squinted her eyes slightly and said, "I went to Zhangjia Village last night, and I felt that the air and environment there were very good. Hey, master, do you know this place? โ€

When the master heard this, he nodded: "Zidao, that place, it's hard to say now." โ€

Ruan Mianmian listened, a smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned on the recording equipment, and then looked ignorant, and said, "What's wrong?" It's great to look at, don't hit me, master! โ€

The master laughed a few times, turned his head to Ruan Mianmian and said, "That place is now our celebrity here, oh, it's hard to say!" โ€

"Is it because the air is good and the environment is good that you become a celebrity?" Ruan Mianmian asked, in a bright tone, with a tourist's yearning for the natural environment.

"The environment is good, that place is almost drained now! Little girl, what you see is superficial! The master waved his hand roughly, shook his head, and said.

Ruan Mianmian frowned slightly, looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers, and a trace of desolation flashed in her heart.

The loss of land, the pollution of the environment, and the increasingly serious invasion of the earth by human beings, in fact, nature has been warning human beings, but no one is listening.

For the sake of profit and business, they have extended their minions to places with good environments. Their strategy is that if the place is polluted, then change the place.

As a result, there is a large area of pollution.

"Ah, I don't see any factories or anything." Ruan Mianmian said blankly.

The motorcycle rumbled on, and the master put the head of the motorcycle in his hand, looked ahead, and said in a rough voice: "I heard that there is a private factory there, and many villagers throw their money in it to make a little money." The factory is not a regular factory, and a lot of black sewage is discharged every day. โ€

"Doesn't anyone care?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

"Someone, the boss also ordered them to stop and rectify, but it didn't work, and after a while, they still started as usual. Girl, you're lucky enough to go fast, maybe you'll encounter some landslide. The master said.

When Ruan Mianmian heard this, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

"Why is there a landslide?" Ruan Mianmian bit her lip.

"Those bad guys have hollowed out the mountain and drained black water into the mountain. The mountain is empty, and there is water in it, so it's not like a landslide sooner or later! The master said, and then during Ruan Mianmian's stunned period, the master's car arrived at the passenger station.

"Girl, it's here!"

"Oh, thank you, master!" Ruan Mianmian came back to her senses and hurriedly got out of the car.

While giving the money to the master, she asked, "What if something happens there?" A whole village of people was in it. โ€

The master collected the money and sat on the motorcycle, showing a trace of helplessness on his dark face and simple face: "There is no way, no one in a village is willing to report it." They all took out the money of their families and voted for it. Investment, right, home investment in the factory. So, no one dares to go to Zhangjia Village now, for fear that they won't be able to get out. โ€