In addition, the contact person of the Federation of Trade Unions also called to express his gratitude, saying that our report on the factory was particularly encouraging to the workers, and that several industry unions wanted to establish closer communication channels with us to reflect the workers’ demands in a timely manner.”
She spoke clearly, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "This shows that our report not only caused a sensation locally, but also established an image of being brave and speaking for the people in the international public opinion field!"
"Good! Comrade Lin Xian, your translation department and external relations department have done a very timely job!"
Liang Weilin looked at her approvingly. Although the newly transferred female director had been in office for a short time, she was calm and capable. "The information dissemination should be linked internally and externally. Sorting out the responses from international media and trade unions is proof of the value of the report. Keep an eye on the outside reactions, especially the trends of English media, and provide timely feedback!"
Guo Linxian straightened her back and replied, "Yes! President, we will definitely do it well!"
The office was buzzing with discussion about feedback from all sides when the intercom on Liang Weilin's desk rang again.
The secretary answered the phone with a look of surprise on his face. He covered the phone with his hands and reported in a trembling voice, "President, the reception desk said that a gentleman wants to see you. By the way, he claims to be a junior of you and Mr. Liao."
"The younger generation of Mr. Liao and I? Could it be that the gentleman has come?"
Liang Weilin's eyes suddenly lit up.
The man who had been as calm as a rock in front of the Governor's Office just now now had an undisguised look of surprise and eagerness on his face, and that smile was brighter than when he saw the newspapers were sold out.
In Hong Kong Island, who else would dare to call himself the junior of Mr. Liao and me, except Mr. Kobayashi Tianwang, who helped the entire left-wing newspaper to make a great comeback with just his opening words?
"Quick! Ask him to come up! No, I will go down and get him myself!"
As he spoke, he strode around the desk and walked towards the door, as fast as the wind, without any of the calmness he had just shown.
"President, are you going down in person?" The office director next to him was stunned.
"Of course I have to go in person! This gentleman's words are worth a thousand gold. They are like a wake-up call to us. This time, he should be the first to contribute to the victory of our left-wing newspapers!"
Liang Weilin opened the door without even turning his head.
Guo Linxian was happy, but when she saw the president in such a hurry to go downstairs, even a little "out of control", she felt curious and surprised.
She really wanted to know who this person was who had exposed the old problems of left-wing newspapers with just a few words and caused such a big stir?
Judging from the president’s attitude, this person is very important to him.
She subconsciously took two quick steps, and before Liang Weilin left, she asked with expectation and professional earnestness: "President Liang! This gentleman is the key figure in newspaper reform, right?
Can I go with you? Hearing his opinions in person will be beneficial to our external relations and translation work, as well as our grasp of the direction of public opinion."
Liang Weilin had already stepped out of the door, but he stopped when he heard her and looked back at her.
His eyes, which had seen people for half his life, were sharp and bright, with unquestionable authority, but he said gently and firmly: "Comrade Lin Xian, I am satisfied with your work. But not today. This gentleman's identity is not ordinary. There are some things I need to discuss with him alone. It also involves confidentiality regulations. You——"
He paused, his meaning was clear, "It is not appropriate to participate now. Please quickly compile a written report for me on the international response and the communication with the trade unions that you just reported.
When the time comes, we will naturally arrange for you to come into contact with each other."
After saying that, Liang Weilin did not stay any longer. His tall figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving behind Guo Linxian and the people in the office.
The anticipation on Guo Linxian's face froze for a moment, and then a sense of disappointment surged up, but her curiosity became even stronger.
The fact that the president used such a blunt word as "inappropriate" to reject the offer further proves that this "mysterious gentleman" is extraordinary.
Who is this person that the president values so much that even she, the director in charge of translation and external relations, is not qualified to sit in as an audience?
She stood there, looking at the empty doorway, and heard the president's hurried and loud footsteps coming down the stairs. She could also vaguely hear his cheerful and expectant voice, as if he was saying to his secretary, "Hurry! Don't keep this gentleman waiting for too long! He is our 'stabilizing force'!"
Downstairs, Lin Huowang, wearing a hat and a mask, stood quietly in front of the somewhat old street-facing door of No. 172 Nathan Road.
There was a lot of traffic around him, and passers-by were in a hurry, and the noisy sounds seemed to have nothing to do with him.
He looked up at the three-story building, his eyes seeming to penetrate the mottled outer wall and fall on the place that had just opened up a new world for him.
Inside the door, Liang Weilin was rushing down the stairs, unable to hide the smile on his face, and repeatedly ordered: "Open the door! Open the door for this gentleman!"
The person he was anxious to meet was the key person who led the left-wing newspapers to break the dullness and stir up waves, a person who could change the public opinion landscape in Hong Kong.
In the bright office of the Translation Department upstairs, Guo Linxian took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and quickly walked back to her seat.
Her task was to compile the heavy response report as quickly as possible - the first formal assessment of the storm, which she had to submit.
As for the "mysterious man" who made the president rush downstairs to greet him, the president's attitude said it all: that was a height she couldn't reach yet, a powerful person whom she had to wait for the right time to meet...
Although the president's words were rather euphemistic, his meaning was very clear, that is, you are not qualified to meet this mysterious gentleman.
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