Rural Shennong

Several employees in the newspaper office saw Liu Shifeng, and stepped forward to flatter him.

"Liu Ji, now you are famous, headlines, you must treat me tonight."

"That little boss of Pingxin Restaurant dares to yell at Brother Liu, he deserves to be punished."

"Isn't it? He's a mud leg from the countryside. How dare he not give Jiang'an Metropolis Daily face, just let him see how good our pens are."

They all knew that Liu Shifeng's article hit the headlines, which was an important step towards becoming a famous book.

If you don't fawn on this time, when will you fawn?Maybe when Liu Shifeng will be promoted.

Liu Shifeng's face was flushed, and he was extremely proud: "Haha, this trivial matter is not worth mentioning. I also think about the reputation of our newspaper."

"If any cat or dog dares to jump out to question our newspaper and challenge our freedom of the press, then do we want the prestige of our newspaper?"

Peng Lanxin's face was full of shock, she covered her mouth, and looked at these "senior" in disbelief

She never dreamed that these people would know the truth about discrediting Pingxin Restaurant, but they were not ashamed but proud.

This simply subverted her imagination of the sacred profession of journalists.

Liu Shifeng took those colleagues to drink and eat.

Peng Lanxin was the only one left in the office.

She was silent for a moment, and glanced at the photo on the corner of the desk.

In the photo, she was still young at that time, standing obediently beside a middle-aged man with a serious face.

The middle-aged man was her father, who was also a reporter.

In order to expose a mine owner and conceal the fact of the mine accident, his father ventured to investigate the truth.

As a result, he was beaten to death in the mine pit by the mine boss.

Although her father is gone, Peng Lanxin will never forget what his father taught her.

"Be a man before doing things, uphold justice, and never forget your original intention!" Peng Lanxin stroked the photo frame, her eyes becoming more and more determined.

She opened her personal Weibo and posted an article: "Pingxin Restaurant, really with conscience! "

Chen Ping didn't know that a little reporter was secretly helping him to get justice.

Even if Chen Ping found out, he would only appreciate the reporter's courage, but he would not expect a small reporter to help him turn the tables.

Chen Ping always believes that people must rely on themselves.

So after offending Liu Shifeng and learning that he had smeared Pingxin Restaurant, Chen Ping made a counterattack plan.

Two days later, Chen Ping called Professor Sui Hanlin Sui from the city hospital and said he would treat him to a meal.

These days, Sui Hanlin is leading graduate students to do research projects at Shangyanggou Reservoir.

Chen Ping gave him convenience, and he couldn't refuse Chen Ping's invitation, so he agreed.

At noon, Chen Ping went to the city hospital to pick up Sui Hanlin, and went to a branch of the Riverside Hotel nearest to the city hospital.

After getting out of the car, Sui Hanlin's face was full of surprise: "Xiao Chen, you invited me here for dinner, did you make a mistake?"

He had personally witnessed the conflict between Chen Ping and Song Yaoxing, and he had been involved in it since he followed Lei Jialan to the reservoir for testing.

So Sui Hanlin knew very well that Chen Ping, Song Yaoxing, and the Riverside Hotel had enmity.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "That's right, the environment here is better than my restaurant, you are my distinguished guest, of course I want to invite you to a high-end place for dinner."

Sui Hanlin has not been in contact with Chen Ping for a long time, but he also understands Chen Ping's character more or less.

In front of all the media, this guy dared to confront the reporter of Jiang'an Metropolis Daily, and he didn't take Song Yaoxing seriously.

How could it be possible to really think that the Riverside Hotel is tall?

The old professor said with a half-smile, "It's no problem to eat here."

"But if you expect me to help you get ahead, then you are thinking too much."

"First of all, I am a soft-spoken person. People may not believe what I say."

"Secondly, I don't like to play crooked ways, let alone help you suppress business opponents for no reason."

Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder: "Old professor, you are overthinking, I just want to invite you to dinner."

As soon as he came, he was safe, Sui Hanlin couldn't deny Chen Ping's words, but he didn't turn his head and leave, and followed him into the lobby.

The two sat down at a random place, and Chen Ping ordered a top-quality fresh fish soup, and handed the menu to Sui Hanlin.

Sui Hanlin ordered two plates of stir-fry, and began to wait for the waiter to serve the food.

In the past two days, Jiang'an Metropolis Daily has tried its best to smear Ping Xin Restaurant in the most prominent position of various media channels.

In addition, Pingxin Restaurant has kept silent, without even an explanation, leaving the impression of a guilty conscience to the outside world.

So fewer and fewer people go to restaurants to eat.

Even at peak times, each branch is less than half full, and there are even fewer people queuing.

Jiang'an Metropolis Daily not only smeared Pingxin Restaurant, but also took advantage of the opportunity to promote Jiangpan Hotel.

For example, Jiangpan Hotel and Pingxin Restaurant have fresh fish soup.

But a five-star hotel like Riverside Hotel far surpasses Pingxin Restaurant in terms of sanitary conditions, brand reputation, selection of ingredients, and chef's craftsmanship.

But why is the same dish, the best fresh fish soup at Jiangpan Hotel, inferior in taste and efficacy to Pingxin Restaurant?

Needless to say, readers will stretch their imagination after reading the previous articles.

That's right, it must be something harmful to the dishes of Pingxin Restaurant.

Otherwise, according to common sense, it is impossible for the same dish to be better than the Riverside Hotel.

That means that the one at the Riverside Hotel is normal, and the one at Pingxin Restaurant has a big problem.

In addition, in the comment section of these articles in Jiang'an Metropolis Daily, some sailors deliberately set the pace, which immediately caused a chain reaction.

The business of the Riverside Hotel is getting better and better. Before the busiest time of noon, the lobby is full.

Chen Ping and Sui Hanlin waited for more than 20 minutes before the dishes were served.

After the dishes were served, Chen Ping scooped up a spoonful of fresh fish soup and tasted it, nodded and smiled, "It's still the old recipe, with the same old taste."

Sui Hanlin didn't take it seriously: "I've also drank the fish soup from your family, and it looks and smells better than the one here."

Since he went to the reservoir for testing, he realized that the fish there were unusual.

Back in the city, I went to Pingxin Restaurant for a meal. After eating, of course, I was full of praise.

He didn't think the Riverside Hotel would get that kind of fish, Chen Ping would never sell that kind of fish to his competitors.

Chen Ping pushed the fish soup in front of Sui Hanlin: "Professor Sui, take a sip, I promise you will be pleasantly surprised."

Sui Hanlin was dubious, picked up the spoon and took a sip, savoring it carefully.

After one sip, Sui Hanlin had a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Chen Ping said calmly, "This is the authentic Nuan Gong Fresh Fish Soup, which is very effective in treating dysmenorrhea."

Sui Hanlin has been practicing medicine for decades, and he is very sensitive to various medicines. He seemed to taste the taste of painkillers in that soup just now.

But Sui Hanlin is not too sure yet.

Hearing Chen Ping's words, Sui Hanlin's heart skipped a beat.

painkiller?Dysmenorrhea?

He didn't dare to draw conclusions lightly, took another spoonful and put it into his mouth.

This time Sui Hanlin didn't swallow it right away, he closed his eyes and patiently tasted the taste.

After a while, he opened his eyes, turned his head and spat out the soup, then stood up as soon as he slapped the table: "Bastard, you are so devoid of conscience!"

His roar attracted all the eyes in the hall, everyone looked at him in shock and amazement, wondering why the old man suddenly went crazy.

Only Chen Ping sat there calmly, with a calm smile on his face.

He knew that this counterattack was stable!