Chapter 644: Clay Buddha also has anger
The most disgusting thing about this report in Southern Metropolis Weekend is that nine of them are true and one is false. This kind of lie is the easiest to deceive people.
But no matter what, since the manuscript has been published, it means that it has been approved by the editor-in-chief of the publication.
It is not easy to ask them to withdraw their money, let alone ask them to publish an announcement in the newspaper to explain the situation or even apologize.
If I really go to find that person, I might be scolded and accused of making a big deal out of nothing.
If we really have a falling out with Southern Metropolis Weekend, it doesn't seem worth it to have an additional rival just for a report.
It seems that this reporter who deliberately slandered him was also well aware of the difficulty of responding to this matter, so he dared to spread rumors so unscrupulously.
After much deliberation, Lin Weimin decided to contact Southern Metropolis Weekend first. After all, they were in the same industry and could resolve the issue privately if possible.
If it really can't be solved, then don't blame him.
Lin Weimin got the phone number of Zuo Fang, the editor-in-chief of Southern Metropolis Weekend, from a reporter he knew before.
"Hello, Editor Zuo, hello, I'm Lin Weimin."
After the call was connected, Lin Weimin introduced himself. Zuo Fang on the other end of the phone was very polite and asked Lin Weimin why he called.
Lin Weimin then recounted the report in Southern Metropolis Weekend and said in a deep voice: "What this reporter did violates the professional ethics of journalists and will also affect the reputation of your newspaper."
Zuo Fangjing listened to Lin Weimin's words, then laughed and said, "Teacher Lin, our reporter may be eager to make a contribution. He may have written it that way because he thought it would be more dramatic. In fact, it has no big impact on your image. Since ancient times, scholars have been bold and unrestrained. Li Bai drank a lot and wrote hundreds of poems. You have won many foreign awards at a young age. Such reports are actually in line with your image in the minds of ordinary people."
As Zuo Fang spoke, Lin Weimin's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
These are the words coming from the editor-in-chief of a newspaper?
Fabricating facts, making things out of nothing, and writing news in the style of a novelist is simply ridiculous!
If it wasn’t 1992, Lin Weimin would really feel like he had traveled through time to an era thirty years later when marketing accounts were rampant.
Moreover, from the other party's tone, it was obvious that he knew that Zhao Gongming's article contained fabricated elements, and he didn't even want to make a gesture.
Perhaps he was used to being the uncrowned king, so he pretended to be strong, and thought that he could rely on his own status and not discuss the matter further.
"It doesn't matter what image I have in the hearts of the people. What matters is that you report the facts."
Lin Weimin's tone was a little heavy. Zuo Fang on the other end of the phone fell silent. After a few seconds, he continued, "Teacher Lin, we are journalists after all. We must have the right to report freely."
Lin Weimin sneered in his heart. They kept talking about free reporting, but all they did were sneaky and dirty deeds.
"In that case, I won't bother Chief Editor Zuo anymore. I wish your Southern Metropolis Weekend will do better and better."
After saying that, Lin Weimin hung up the phone without waiting for Zuo Fang's response.
He shook his head and muttered, "Heaven's will can be avoided, but one's own will cannot be avoided."
There has always been a habit in the literary world that literati and scholars are disdainful of responding to many rumors about themselves.
But rumors are different from gossip. Rumors may become more and more distorted in the process of spreading, but rumors themselves are spread for the purpose of spreading rumors and causing trouble. They have impure purposes and are born with original sin.
Lin Weimin would not believe that Zhao Gongming dared to fabricate lies so unscrupulously without the tacit approval or even instructions of the top leaders of Southern Metropolis Weekend.
In that case, don't blame him for being rude.
"Nandu Weekend" is probably used to the fact that writers only talk nonsense and thinks that they can't do anything to them. Instead, it will let their publication get into the limelight again.
But they forgot that Lin Weimin would rather be scolded than criticize the award judges, so there is no way he could be manipulated by their little tricks.
He called a person from the editorial office and ordered, "Go and collect all the copies of Southern Metropolis Weekend for me in the past two years."
"Editor-in-Chief, what time do you want it?"
"ASAP."
"Okay, I'll do it right away."
On the other end of the phone was the editorial department of Southern Metropolis Weekend.
Zuo Fang put down the phone and shook his head as well.
These writers really think they are the bosses. What's the point of calling me? Are they here to call me to accuse me?
It's just a report. It's a bit petty to make a phone call.
He stood up and walked to the editorial office. His subordinate Zhao Gongli, who was busy writing, seemed to have sensed something. He looked up and saw him. He immediately stood up. He was tall and thin, with no flesh on his cheeks. "Editor-in-chief!"
"It's okay, take a seat. The last article was well written and received great response from readers, so I have secured my bonus for this month."
Zhao Gongli was a little excited when he heard this, "Thank you, editor-in-chief!"
Zuo Fang was very satisfied with Zhao Gongli's attitude. He patted him on the shoulder with the momentum of a superior and said, "Okay, continue working."
"yes!"
Zhao Gongli responded in a resounding voice, and after sitting down, he continued to write without distraction.
Zuo Fang looked at Zhao Gongli, then turned his gaze to the entire editorial department. What he saw was a busy scene, and he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
The army is ready!
After eight years, especially with the rapid development in the past two years, the sales of Southern Metropolis Weekend have reached 1.6 million copies per issue. Apart from the official major newspapers, it has become one of the top newspapers in Guangdong newspaper industry, and its distribution network covers many cities across the country.
With the distribution and sales of this issue of "Nandu Weekend", more and more readers across the country saw the report about Lin Weimin in the newspaper.
The wave of reports about Lin Weimin winning the Strega Prize has not yet passed, and the public is paying attention to this matter itself. The report in Southern Metropolis Weekend is very attractive just by looking at the title, and naturally attracted the attention of many readers.
In a very short period of time, a huge uproar broke out.
After reading the report, many readers couldn't help but frown.
Lin Weimin is a bit too arrogant. Not winning the Nobel Prize in Literature is a loss for the award. Who does he think he is?
For many Chinese people of this era, the authority of the Nobel Prize has reached the level of superstition. If a Chinese person can win such an award, it will be the pride of all Chinese people and must be recorded in history forever.
When these people saw the report on Lin Weimin in Southern Metropolis Weekend, they naturally felt extremely uncomfortable and could not help but criticize Lin Weimin's arrogance when discussing it with people around them.
Some elites who claim to have the right to speak even wrote letters to Southern Metropolis Weekend and even published articles criticizing Lin Weimin's arrogance. In their view, this is simply a great disrespect to the Nobel Prize in Literature.
Not only readers, but also many media have joined the ranks of criticizing Lin Weimin.
The power of public opinion is fermenting bit by bit. Because of the attention this article attracted, the sales of this issue of "Nandu Weekend" hit a new high, reaching an astonishing 2.2 million copies.
Zuo Fang, who was guarding the editorial office, was overjoyed and announced on the spot the good news that the tall and thin reporter Zhao Gongli's salary would be raised by one level and his bonus this month would be doubled.
Many colleagues surrounded Zhao Gongli and congratulated him repeatedly.
Zhao Gongli was stunned by the sudden happiness. He responded to his colleagues' congratulations instinctively, and couldn't help but think of the conversation the editor-in-chief had just had with him in the office.
Compared to doubling the bonus, raising the salary by one level is the real long-term benefit.
During the conversation, the editor-in-chief also encouraged him, because based on the report in the previous issue, the editor-in-chief believed that he already had the potential to be a chief reporter, and encouraged him to keep up the good work and write more good articles like this one that could boost newspaper sales, resonate with readers and have a wide impact.
Chief reporter.
Zhao Gongli has been working at Southern Metropolis Weekend since graduation. This is the first time he has been so close to the highest honor for a journalist, and it seems that everything is within reach.
The experience in just a few days made Zhao Gongli feel like he was flying in the clouds, and even his feet felt soft when he walked.
A report article increased the total sales of the publication by 600,000 copies, which is a huge leap that has never happened since the founding of Southern Metropolis Weekend.
Let alone "Nandu Weekend", looking at the domestic newspaper and periodical industry, except for those major events that shocked China and the world, such achievements can be regarded as rare.
With such brilliant achievements as a foundation, Zhao Gongli felt that his life seemed to be on a smooth road.
Zhao Gongli couldn't help but think that using a household name to write an article was indeed a shortcut to success.
The report in Southern Metropolis Weekend caused Lin Weimin some trouble. Not to mention the public opinion outside, which was basically full of criticism towards him. Some people believed that he became elated after winning the award and completely lost his awe for literature.
There were also many reporters who went to the airport to interview and report the situation truthfully that day. However, compared with the provocative and eye-catching article in Southern Metropolis Weekend, few people cared about these reports with fair stances and objective attitudes.
His colleagues and friends also teased Lin Weimin a lot after reading the report in Southern Weekend.
In this era, Chinese people are almost blindly following the credibility of journalists and newspapers. They would never dream that journalists and newspapers, who are supposed to report the news objectively and impartially, have gradually degenerated and turned into advertising billboards that profit from the blood of others.
Faced with external doubts and criticisms, Lin Weimin did not make too many excuses, but only explained a few words when people around him teased him.
Everyone found it a little unbelievable after hearing this. Have journalists nowadays become like this?
A few years ago, no one would have dared to imagine that there would be reporters and newspapers who would dare to openly spread such rumors in their articles.
Lin Weimin naturally hated the negative impact that the report of Southern Metropolis Weekend had on him.
Especially that day he made a special phone call to communicate, hoping that the matter could be handled privately and gently, but the editor-in-chief of "Southern Metropolis Weekend" did not even say a word of apology, which really made Lin Weimin furious.
Even a clay Buddha still has some temper. In order to attract attention and increase sales, this bunch of unscrupulous reporters actually set their sights on him. Do they really think they are easy to bully?
If he doesn't teach them a lesson, Lin Weimin will find it hard to vent his anger.
The two-year newspapers of Southern Metropolis Weekend that Lin Weimin had been ordered to collect a few days ago had been delivered. Lin Weimin even put his work aside and concentrated on searching for the clues he needed between the lines of a thick stack of Southern Metropolis Weekend.
“Found it!”
After spending most of the day and feeling dizzy from looking at the lead type, Lin Weimin finally found what he wanted.
Looking at the "great article" in the newspaper, Lin Weimin had a sneer on his face.
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(End of this chapter)
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