Reborn Nobility

Chapter 81 The Uncrowned King

The man walked up to him and shouted from a distance with a smile: "Xiao Luo, come here and let Uncle Wang squeeze it!"

As he spoke, he walked up to him, struck out with both hands, worked left and right, and pinched his face hard.

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly remembered that this person was one of his father's few close friends - Wang Dongping, the editor-in-chief of Luoshui Daily.

This man and Xia Jindong knew each other through writing. He turned out to be the supplement editor of the county daily. His father liked to write some prose, poetry, and historical reviews and submitted them to the supplement editorial department. Wang Dongping also liked to write and write. After going back and forth, the two got to know each other. It was okay.

We drank tea together, played chess, and became close friends.

However, Wang Dongping has outstanding literary talent in the past two years. He moved from supplement editor to the chief editorial department, and was promoted to chief editor within two years, and began to write official articles. He became busier and busier, and the number of times he visited Xia Jindong became less, but

The relationship between the two has never faded.

It can be said that the tea is not cold when you leave.

As for his subsequent development, Xia Xiaoluo also had a slight impression. By the end of the 1990s, he seemed to have resigned and went to China's leading portal website, and finally served as the editor-in-chief.

Xia Xiaoluo laughed and said, "Uncle, you're still pinching me when I'm so old!"

Wang Dongping said: "Hey, brat, when you were a kid, you chased me every day and asked me to pinch you!" He patted Xia Xiaoluo on the head and said, "Where's your dad? I'll go have tea with him!"

Xia Xiaoluo went upstairs with him, and when he knocked on the door, Xia Jindong was sitting in the room waiting for him.

Xia Xiaoluo looked at several people in work clothes busy setting up the phone, and thought to himself, as expected, the official level is the first, and the difference is immediately apparent.

Wang Dongping beamed and praised: "Oh, Lao Xia, look at this, as soon as he got promoted, all the good things happened. The phone was installed, and the refrigerator was changed to a bigger one!"

Xia Jindong smiled and said, "Okay, don't bury me! You already bought everything two years ago."

Wang Dongping said: "No nonsense, let's go and have a drink!"

Xu Xiaoman immediately walked out of the back room and said angrily: "Drinking again!"

Since Xia Jindong was promoted to deputy director of the Health Bureau, there have been more things to do and attend, and there have been more things like drinking and dining with the leaders of various parties.

The first few times I thought it was a pleasure, but later I found that eating and drinking in this officialdom was really torture. I got drunk every day, and had to vomit when I got home and then drink some white porridge, which was so painful.

"Ouch, sister-in-law, Zhang Zui! No drinking today, just tea! How about we go to the newly opened Luo Mingyuan Tea House!" Wang Dongping quickly apologized and slapped his face a few times, "In this way, today we brought

Go to Xia Xiaoluo and ask him to follow and supervise you, and be determined not to drink!"

Xu Xiaoman then gave him a smile.

The three people rode bicycles straight to the "Luo Mingyuan Teahouse".

Luo Mingyuan Tea House is exquisitely decorated, with a touch of antique flair. Once installed, Chinese paintings, wood carvings, rockeries, and bonsai are installed, giving it a somewhat cultural atmosphere.

It was considered a relatively advanced leisure place at the time.

Wang Dongping was obviously a regular visitor here. The waiter guided him to a box called "Luoshui Pavilion" and the three of them sat down.

Wang Dongping said before he could sit firmly on his butt: "Near East, I plan to go to the sea!"

Xia Jindong almost spit out his mouth and said: "Stop making international jokes, you are not suitable! Besides, you are now the editor-in-chief of Luoshui Daily! This is a party newspaper, in two years you will be

Now you are the Propaganda Minister, how many people are trying to get higher up and get into this position. You finally got it, are you willing to do it?"

Wang Dongping looked depressed and said: "Fuck! Near East, how happy do you think I am as the editor-in-chief!" He unknowingly cursed a curse word, which was quite inappropriate for his status as an educated man, and looked at Xia Xiao apologetically.

Luo glanced.

Xia Xiaoluo ate some snacks and said, "It's okay, you guys can talk about yourselves."

Wang Dongping continued: "Fuck! Do you know about the Near East? I am also a poor boy from the countryside. Do you know what my biggest ideal was when I was a child? I envy the chefs in our commune the most. At that time, we ate from a big pot! Why?

?Because he doesn’t bask in the sun, he doesn’t get tired, and he still has enough to eat. When he’s eating, everyone looks at his face. It’s so ridiculous now that I think about it.”

He took a sip of tea and said: "According to the people in our village, the reason why I am here today is because of the smoke rising from my ancestors' graves! I cherish it, and everyone said that doing party affairs and publicity means getting closer to the leaders."

, maybe I will be the secretary-general of the county party committee soon."

Xia Jindong took out a box of cigarettes, gave one to Wang Dongping, and lit it for him.

Wang Dongping held the cigarette, took a deep puff, and spit it out, as if spitting out countless depressions.

He supported his head with his right hand holding a cigarette and said painfully: "But if you are not in this position, you don't know the pain of being in this position! You originally thought that reporters were uncrowned kings, but now you understand that reporters are fucking prostitutes!

Let whichever leader wants to do it do it! And it’s your brain, ###your brain!”

Xia Jindong smiled calmly: "Brother, it's not so exaggerated!"

"Hey, that's true. Now that I think about it, I was fucking happy when I became the editor-in-chief but not the supplement editor. To be honest, someone gave me the chance to be the editor-in-chief! What's the point of being an official? It's all about face, besides getting benefits.

, I still have to satisfy my vanity, euphemistically calling it spiritual civilization. Each town below has the task of publishing articles, and they all want to show their faces. If any town wants to make a special topic, it has to provide me with good smoke and wine! But it is also annoying! "

He took a long puff of cigarette, blew out a big smoke ring, and said: "You don't know, how many of my manuscripts have been killed by the boss! Am I the editor-in-chief!? I'm not, he Lu Junchao is! Just take it

As for what happened today, a farmer-entrepreneur from Donglin Township bought a box of Maotai liquor in a department store and gave it to a customer. I, a big customer, have seen everything, but when I drank it, it was fake! The business was lost. This happened

It’s not the first time. I’ve drunk someone to death before! I called our newspaper to complain, and I had to check it out. I found out that it was the Dongji fake village in your hometown that did it! I wrote an article,

I posted it the same day. But the next day Lu Junchao called me and scolded me and asked me if I still wanted to do it!"

Xia Jindong and Xia Xiaoluo looked at each other, then turned to Wang Dongping and said, "Brother, don't you know that Dongji is a fake village built by Lu Junchao?"

Wang Dongping said angrily: "Who don't know about me? How big of a place is Luoshui County? What kind of news can escape my ears? Even if I know, I still want to poke this hornet's nest! You can fake it, but you have to make it drinkable.

I can't stand it anymore after drinking it to death. Human life matters to heaven. God is watching what people do. Is there any justice in this world?"

Xia Jindong laughed and said, "Even an uncrowned king like you is suffocated to death sometimes!"

Wang Dongping said: "I am considered the uncrowned king of football. This matter is not over yet. In the afternoon, the Propaganda Department came to the newspaper office in person and asked us to support Dong Ji's work. They said that Dong Ji is our big profit and tax owner and cannot fail.

!You think I am still an uncrowned king, I am just a little eunuch, I can’t even build a fake village.”

He deliberately said the last sentence in a hoarse voice, like a eunuch in a Qing Dynasty drama, which made Xia Jindong burst into laughter.

Xia Jindong said: "I don't think Luoshui County can even be called capitalism now. This is crony capitalism, where power and money are perfectly combined!"

Wang Dongping said dejectedly: "Yes, you see there are three-story western-style buildings everywhere in Dongji. It's okay, even provincial leaders came to visit. They said they are a model of collective economy. It's really dark humor. There are blood and tears under the neon lights. Behind the high-rise buildings

There’s a shadow!”

Xia Jindong didn't speak, and the atmosphere turned from laughing and scolding to extremely dull.

Wang Dongping said: "With a role like ours, I don't want to play with them anymore. When I fight with them, it's like hitting an egg against a rock. No, it's like hitting an egg against the earth. The other party's background is my boss! Or in other words

, I just fight with my boss, how can I beat them?"

Xia Jindong said: "Hey, you have a bad temper now that you are the editor-in-chief! You, with your book business acumen, are not good enough for business."

Xia Jindong understands Wang Dongping just as he wants to understand himself.

Wang Dongping said: "Hey, now is the tide of commodity economy. Everything is centered on economic construction. What is economic construction as the center is making money as the center. As long as I go to the sea, it will be considered as integrated into the social trend! We are the same after all.

After graduating from college, no matter what, I have to have a better brain than Dong Jiuxing, right? Isn’t he just thick-faced and evil-hearted? When I get out of the sea, I close my eyes and don’t recognize my relatives. Then I wipe my face and talk to people and talk to ghosts.

Why can’t we make a lot of money!”

Xia Jindong smiled but said nothing, thinking to himself, I'm afraid you can't be this thick-faced and dark-hearted.

Based on what he said just now, it is unclear whether Wang Dongping really resigned and went to work, but his resentment towards the system is very obvious.

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly remembered something. "Oriental Weekend" was founded in this year. This newspaper was famous for being outspoken and daring to criticize. They fired shots everywhere, and there was nothing they dared to report. They took "justice, conscience, love, and rationality" as their core values.

Basic concept.

By the 21st century, "Oriental Weekend" has developed into a serious and credible newspaper in China. It is the news weekly with the largest circulation in China, covering all large and medium-sized cities across the country. The circulation of each issue is stable at more than 2 million copies, with core readers

The group is knowledge-based readers.

In the future, the Oriental Newspaper Department is known as the Whampoa Military Academy of Chinese media. The various talents cultivated and trained here will occupy half of the Chinese media, including newspapers, television, Internet and other media. They have the right to speak of the Chinese media and their influence.

Power has become another invisible right besides political power, and power cannot be underestimated.

At this time, the newspaper was in the recruitment stage.