Shuzhou Daily, the official newspaper of the Shuzhou Provincial Party Committee, is also one of the top newspapers in the country in terms of circulation.

Apart from the negative reports, many people begged them to report it, but Nan Yun had never heard of anyone actively requesting not to be on the show in all his years of experience in the industry.

She adjusted her black-framed glasses, "Reason?"

Seeing that Nan Yun and Huo Qianli were chatting, the two companions had already tactfully pulled Wang Wei aside to chat.

Huo Qianli said calmly: "If one's virtue is not worthy of his position, there will be disaster. What I have done is not yet at the level to be able to stand on your platform."

Nan Yun pursed her lips and uttered two words softly, "Not enough."

Huo Qianli scratched his head. It seemed that this was still a bit difficult to handle. He could only tell the truth.

He sighed, "You came to report on us not because we did a great job, but because you needed to do this topic, and then Jingcheng Daily happened to report on it, so we entered your field of vision, right?"

Nan Yun looked at him in surprise. She really didn't expect that Huo Qianli could have such a thorough understanding of himself at this age.

Huo Qianli continued, "It seems that I guessed right. But the problem is, we have just started everything. With your report, the pressure and attention are coming. We really can't stand it."

“Isn’t it a good thing to attract attention?”

"Score." Huo Qianli looked at Nan Yun, "It's like a cadre came to the village to help. This must be a good thing, right? But do you know that I just came to the village, and the village chief hopes that I will just live here for three years."

Nan Yun raised his eyebrows in surprise, finding it a little unbelievable.

So Huo Qianli told Nan Yun about Gu Daqiang's change of mind. He had just heard Gu Daqiang talk about it recently during a casual chat after drinking.

I had told him this before, but he was already drunk at that time.

Nan Yun suddenly realized, "The cadres who help the village have ambitions and wishes, but if they don't have the ability and mess around, it will only bring disaster to the mountain village with a very fragile economic foundation."

Huo Qianli took over the conversation at the right time, "We are the same now. We are not short of external assistance. As long as we can build the first phase of the cooperative steadily and then promote it to the whole village, the foundation of the entire village will be different. Then we may need external assistance."

"You know, I had to ask for help from everyone and beg the county and town officials for a long time before they agreed not to come to Hushan Village and help me keep all those things out."

"But if you report it, they won't be able to suppress it. Will the Southern journalists not expect what will happen?"

Nan Yun also sighed, "Leadership inspections, peer inspections, corporate shows, all kinds of troubles...Okay, you convinced me."

She looked at Huo Qianli, whose expression relaxed, and said meaningfully, "Then have you never thought about yourself?"

Huo Qianli smiled and said, "I thought about it. As I said before, your virtue is not worthy of your position."

He took out his cell phone and said, "Reporter Nan, how about leaving your phone number? When I make some achievements in the future, I will shamelessly invite you to come and see me?"

Nan Yun smiled slightly, thinking Huo Qianli was very interesting, and happily exchanged phone numbers with him. She said cunningly: "But you only convinced me, but whether to report it or not is up to our editor-in-chief."

Huo Qianli didn't care, "I believe reporter Nan."

Nan Yun shook his head, "I don't even believe me."

"I don't believe in your right to speak in front of your editor." Huo Qianli looked at Nan Yun seriously, "I believe that you have a kind heart. After you have seen the real poverty here, you will sincerely hope that I can create a better life with them and don't want this process to be interrupted. This is why you can be easily convinced by me."

Nan Yun rubbed his brows in distress and said, "How come you are even better at accusing others than us?"

Huo Qianli smiled complacently, "Let's go, let's take a look when we get here, just as a way to accumulate some materials."

The two walked side by side, followed by three young men at a distance.

"How about staying in the countryside?" After putting down the task, Nan Yun also started chatting.

"It's great. You can come and have a look when you have time. This barren countryside is star-lit at night and the stars are so bright that you can see far into the distance."

Nan Yun smiled and said, "Kant."

"I just wanted to say that the stars are beautiful." Huo Qianli smiled, and before Nan Yun got angry, he quickly said, "It's nothing in life. It's mainly about getting used to some behaviors and thinking habits. I need to slowly adapt."

"for example?"

"For example..." Huo Qianli pondered for a moment, and suddenly saw a tile-roofed house in front of him. He pointed and said, "On my first day in the village, I saw the man of this house beating his wife. He beat her so hard that her head was bleeding. The key point is that his son was only about one year old and was crying heartbreakingly beside him. I heard that they were classmates in junior high school. When they were fifteen years old, they were sold here by their parents for 20,000 yuan in betrothal gifts. They were beaten and scolded for no reason here, and they had to work even when they were pregnant."

Nan Yun was immediately furious, "I'm going to interview and expose this matter!"

"Don't be impatient, just listen to me." Huo Qianli stretched out his hand to stop the indignant reporter. "I was even angrier than you at the time. But later, I found out another reason. At the beginning, the couple had a good relationship, but the woman was young at the time and had a bad relationship with her mother-in-law. They often quarreled. Later, the mother-in-law was diagnosed with a serious illness and wanted to get treatment, but she had spent all her money on the betrothal gift, so she didn't have any money. So the mother-in-law passed away soon, and the man blamed the woman for his mother's death. The old man in the village pulled me aside and said that it was understandable and asked me not to target the man too much."

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