Rebirth of Xiangjiang - 1978

"This matter has caused a lot of trouble recently."

In the office of Chairman Yindu, Liao Yiyuan frowned and looked very serious.

There was a pile of newspapers on his desk, and all the news on them was related to Lin Daoqiu.

Yao Qingquan, who was sitting opposite Liao Yiyuan at this time, was Yindu's publicity manager and was responsible for the overall publicity strategy of Yindu Cinemas.

Liao Yiyuan brought him to discuss these matters not only because Yao Qingquan was in charge of propaganda, but he was also an expert on intelligence matters.

"Those at Success Cinemas are using the topic this time, but it is obviously unrealistic to bring down Lin Daoqiu based on this incident alone. Their purpose is probably to ruin Lin Daoqiu's reputation."

Yao Qingquan obviously made things simple for Liao Kuncheng and the others. Not only did they want to ruin Lin Daoqiu's reputation, they even wanted to beat him to death directly.

"The current situation is very unfavorable to us. If Lin Daoqiu really suffers any damage to his reputation because of this incident, I am afraid that anyone who wants to get close to us will be deterred."

Liao Yiyuan's worry was not unreasonable, if Lin Daoqiu was made like this because he attended the cocktail party in Yindu.

Those who are worse than Lin Daoqiu are even less likely to dare to cooperate with Yindu, and may even choose to stay away from them.

If this happens, Yindu's situation in Xiangjiang will become even more difficult.

"Has Lin Daoqiu taken any action? It has been happening for several days, but not only has there been no movement from him, but New Oriental has not even issued a clarification draft? What on earth was he thinking?"

Liao Yiyuan felt very strange. If Lin Daoqiu really wanted to go up, he couldn't be indifferent to these reports. Did he really think that if he didn't say anything, things would go away on their own?

Yao Qingquan shook his head. According to the information he received, Lin Daoqiu, including New Oriental, had no intention of holding a press conference or even issuing a statement.

"If it weren't for the inconvenience of meeting him now, I would really like to ask Lin Daoqiu face to face what's wrong with him."

In fact, it's not just Liao Yiyuan who thinks this way, most people who are related to Lin Daoqiu find it very strange.

Everyone hopes that Lin Daoqiu will come forward quickly to refute and refute the news from Oriental Daily and those tabloids.

But for several days, Lin Daoqiu and New Oriental did nothing, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

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Several cars drove slowly from the foot of Victoria Peak.

On the edge of a cliff on the mountainside, Sangbiao stood alone on the edge of the cliff with his back to his men, looking at the Victoria Harbor in the distance.

After a while, several cars driving up from the mountain stopped not far behind Sangbiao.

After the car door opened, the people in the car got out of the car one after another, and then they were seen carrying a few sacks from the car.

When Sangbiao's men untied the sack, all the people who were trapped in the sack were released from inside.

"Boss, everyone has been arrested."

After Sangbiao heard what his men said, he just nodded, and then asked people to pull those guys to his side.

"Untie their eyes."

The blindfolded guys didn't even dare to struggle and stayed there quietly.

When the cloth that blindfolded their eyes was removed, those guys could see the light of day again.

"You guys are living a good life recently. Not only are your wallets full, but you are also having fun and singing every night. You are living a very comfortable life."

After receiving Lin Daoqiu's order, Sang Biao began to investigate the editors of those tabloids.

After following these few days, he found that some of them had been living very comfortably recently and were spending a lot of money. It was obvious at a glance that they were getting rich.

After Sangbiao's further investigation, it was found that these editors and reporters had received money from others and did nothing every day except posting black stories about Lin Daoqiu in the newspaper.

It is actually very simple to deal with them, but what Sangbiao has to do is to find out the real culprit behind the scenes, and at the same time find out the evidence that he paid them to slander Lin Daoqiu.

"Woooooooo..."

Because their mouths were covered, these people couldn't make a sound at all.

So they could only keep whining there, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Take the cloth off his mouth, I want to hear what he has to say."

Sangbiao pointed to one of the reporters who looked the most excited and said.

After Sangbiao's men removed the cloth covering his mouth, the reporter hurriedly spoke.

"Boss, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. This matter has nothing to do with us at all. We are just taking people's money to help them eliminate disasters. This matter must have nothing to do with us."

When the people next to him heard what he said, they nodded frequently. It seemed that they agreed with what his companion said.

But Sangbiao obviously couldn't listen to his explanation at all.

Sangbiao waved his hand impatiently and said.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. You can get so many benefits just by writing something. Do you still feel that you are wronged? You should have thought about such a day when you collected the money, right?"

The editors and reporters were speechless after hearing Sangbiao's words.

In fact, they themselves know very well how they can get so much money if they just write something.

"Okay, I am actually a very fair person. One code equals the other. Get out of here today. No matter you live or die, all your affairs will be wiped out."

As soon as Sangbiao finished speaking, the editors and reporters looked very excited and struggled desperately.

But before they could struggle for long, they were severely punished by Sangbiao's men, and then everyone became honest.

"Boss, if we get out of here, we will die. Please spare our lives. We will never dare to do it again in the future."

This is halfway up the mountainside of Taiping Mountain, at least two hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain. If you roll down from here, no matter how lucky you are, you will definitely not survive.

"How could it be? I guess you can survive. If you don't believe it, give it a try."

Sangbiao said this to these people with a smile.

For some reason, in this dark and windy night, when they saw the smile on Sang Biao's face, they felt a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts.

"Who comes first?"

Sangbiao glanced back and forth among those people, making those guys feel cold all over, and almost fainted from fright.

At this moment, the reporter suddenly said something strange.

"Boss, if we can atone for our sins, can we avoid being thrown off the mountain?"

"You want to atone for your sins?"

Sangbiao seemed unable to understand what the reporter said.

"Yes, we will atone for our sins and use this to wash away the mistakes we made before..."