City god selection system

Chapter 56 I Am That Old Trash

Sure enough, one reporter didn't even stand up, but sat down and said:
"Friend, are you an African friend? You can speak Mandarin well. Believe me, compared to your unknown company, I think you can consider doing a talk show. You can definitely make more money that way."

The reporter was so disrespectful that the people present couldn't help being silent for a moment.After all, no matter what the other party said, he was also the sponsor of this time.People control your food and drink, and even invite you over.Is it too much for you to do this?
Obviously, this reporter was the guy Qin Yun invited here to make trouble.

Seeing that he seemed to have hit the other person's sore spot, the reporter burst out laughing.

"Mr. reporter, I wonder if you have misunderstood me personally. Besides, I don't think you should mock my skin color in public."

Qin Fan's tone was calm, and he didn't mean to be angry.

His attitude made the reporter who laughed at him very upset.Are you kidding me, I have been in the journalism industry for so many years, when have I been ignored?

So, he became annoyed and said:

"This friend from Africa... oh, no! It should be said that my compatriots who are relatively black, I came here to interview Fuyan Company, what a rubbish company it is. But after seeing you, I suddenly found myself Wrong. Because I shouldn’t ask Fuyan Company any questions at all, but should ask you why you are so good at learning Chinese.”

The undisguised sarcasm of the reporter caused everyone to roar with laughter.Especially the group of people brought by Qin Yun laughed very loudly, without any basic respect for people at all.

"Qin Fan, to be honest, did you go to Africa! It's only been a few days, how did you become the chief of Africa?"

"Hahaha, that's right. With your appearance, you still have the nerve to start a company in China? I think you should be more familiar with starting a company in Africa!"

The words of Qin Yun and his group immediately aroused discussion among the people present.

All of a sudden, no one paid any attention to the Fuyan company Balabala.Even if you pay attention, you will only pay attention to the head of this company, who is actually a dark-skinned Chinese.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Yun couldn't help feeling that his thoughts were very powerful.Although I was a little surprised how Qin Fan turned into such a ghost, I have to say that today's battle was very successful.

Fuyan Company?From today onwards, it will be a joke in Linhai City.

It has to be said that Qin Yun's plan this time is to directly push Qin Fan to the ground, so that he will never stand up again.

However, Qin Fan on the stage didn't care what others said at all.

In his eyes, these guys are all clowns.

So, he stared at the reporter who was provoking trouble and asked:
"Mr. reporter, what do you mean, I look so black now, so I should be laughed at by you?"

Hearing Qin Fan's question, the reporter laughed even more wildly.

"It seems that you still have some self-knowledge. Do you know what I do? I am a reporter. Do you understand what I do? I say what you look like, and you are what you look like! The public can only hear me I can’t hear your voice. Do you understand? I advise you to kneel in front of my uncle now and learn how to bark like a dog. Maybe my uncle will be in a better mood and will make your writing more interesting.”

It has to be said that this reporter's words have aroused the approval of a large group of reporters.

Indeed, with their identities, it can be said that wherever they go, they are served with delicious food and drinks, and they have never been slighted by anyone.

It can be said that anyone with a discerning eye can see that this reporter has definitely accepted red envelopes from others.

But what does that matter?

No one would choose to help Qin Fan, because Qin Fan didn't prepare red envelopes for them in advance.

Even if, the opponent has Liu's Group behind him.Even if, there is a traffic star Lu Yuanyuan behind the other party.

But so what?I am a reporter, and I have the resources, audience and influence in my hands.You have to kneel and lick us, understand?

Seeing the reaction of these reporters, Qin Fan suddenly laughed.Because he never thought that this group of reporters, who were supposed to bring the truth to the audience, would turn out like this.

Just when he was about to speak, a timid voice suddenly sounded.

"This reporter colleague, I think, I think what you said is inappropriate. You should apologize to Mr. Qin. As a reporter, we must have our own principles and bottom line. And the professional ethics of journalistic work. My teacher told me , You need to have a conscience to be a human being. To be a journalist, you must be responsible for all your actions. What you are doing is wrong."

Hearing that someone questioned him, the reporter who was bribed by Qin Yun immediately became furious.

He stared at the intern with the mushroom head behind him, and cursed loudly:
"Presumptuous, do you know who you are talking to? You, a mere intern, dare to come and teach me? What are you? And your ghost teacher, who can teach you such a waste Disciple, I'm drunk too. I really don't know which old waste actually taught you such a little waste. I really want to see it."

He said arrogantly.

"Very well, I'm that old trash you're talking about. Don't you want to see me? Here I am."

Accompanied by a steady voice, an old man appeared in the center of everyone present.

Although the old man looked very old, he walked straight to Qin Fan without looking at any of the reporters present.

"Engong, we meet again. I'm sorry, these wastes have caused you trouble."

At the same time, all the reporters in the field, when they saw the old man's old face, they all fell into a state of sluggishness.And what about the reporter who made such arrogant remarks before?Now he was kneeling on the ground, buried his head deeply, and did not dare to disobey even the slightest bit.

Qin Fan's expression froze.He couldn't have imagined that the group of journalists who were confrontational before would actually put on such a look after seeing this old man.

He had planned to end it in another way.But he never expected that this old man would suddenly appear.But judging from the reactions of other reporters, this old man should be a big shot in the journalism world.So he said:

"It's all right, old sir. I don't know why you are here?"

"It's nothing, the old man came here to see if these disciples and grandchildren have done anything wrong. I'm going to make trouble for you, benefactor."

The old man said, glancing at the reporters intentionally or unintentionally.

This glance instantly turned the reporters present into frightened birds.

Are you kidding me, this old man is a representative of the news circles in the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions.It can be said that as long as there are some well-known editor-in-chiefs and reporters in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions.They are all apprentices and grandchildren of the old man.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you offend the old man, you will basically bid farewell to the press.

"Boy, it's you. The one who just called me old trash!"

Hearing the old man's voice, the previous high-spirited reporter trembled violently.

At this moment, he had already greeted all eighteen generations of Qin Yun's ancestors.

But unfortunately, in the current situation, no one will come to help him.

"The old man asked you, did you just say that my apprentice is a little waste, and then you say that I am an old waste?"

Hearing the old man's question again, the reporter finally showed a smile ten times uglier than crying.

(End of this chapter)