Chapter 645 Your Business Is My Business
Kunlun Hotel is an asset of the public security system. Hai Yan took charge of the hotel at a young age and made friends with all the well-known figures in the system.
That afternoon, Lin Weimin called and said he wanted to invite him to dinner. Haiyan immediately realized that Teacher Lin must have something to discuss with him.
He quickly asked his subordinates to arrange a quiet private room, selected the dishes and drinks, and waited for Lin Weimin to arrive.
Having worked at the Kunlun Hotel for many years, he is already familiar with these things and they are ingrained in him.
At around six in the evening, Lin Weimin's Mercedes-Benz stopped downstairs of the Kunlun Hotel.
Seeing Lin Weimin, Haiyan smiled warmly, "Teacher Lin, you are here!"
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "I'm inviting you to dinner, why are you waiting here?"
"It's my job to welcome and see off guests! I'll find a private room, it's very quiet, and we can eat and chat at the same time."
Haiyan took Lin Weimin to the private room. The waiter who was waiting at the door saw the manager coming with his people and immediately prepared to serve the dishes.
After the food and drinks were served, Haiyan went to close the door of the private room.
"It's been a long time since I had dinner with you."
"Yes, everyone is busy now, and we can only see each other at the end of the year."
The two of them first ate a few bites of food and chatted casually.
In the eight years since they knew each other, Haiyan and Lin Weimin had only eaten alone a few times; they basically ate together.
When the topic was almost over, Lin Weimin took out a newspaper from his bag.
Haiyan immediately knew that the main point of the drama was about to begin. He took the newspaper and heard Lin Weimin say, "You should have read the report in Southern Metropolis Weekend a while ago, right?"
Haiyan nodded, "I have seen it, that's not what you said, right?"
Hai Yan knew Lin Weimin's character very well. It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that he was a gentleman like jade, but it was certainly not an exaggeration to say that he was kind to others and had an open mind.
So he absolutely did not believe that Lin Weimin would say such arrogant words.
Lin Weimin sighed, "I was interviewed by a group of media at the airport when I returned to China. One reporter asked about the Nobel Prize in Literature. The reporter from Southern Metropolis Weekend tampered with a few words in my words, and the meaning was completely changed."
Haiyan himself is a writer. Even if he changes one word, let alone a few words, the meaning of a paragraph may be completely reversed.
"This reporter is a piece of shit!"
"In the market economy, many newspapers have to focus on money. It's okay for them to use sensational headlines, but it's too much to fabricate fictitious things to attract attention."
Haiyan agreed with this statement in his heart. In recent years, the country's economy has developed rapidly, the domestic environment has changed far more than ever before, and the media has also been constantly evolving.
Lin Weimin nodded at the content in the newspaper and said, "Take a look at this report in this issue of the newspaper first."
Haiyan followed his instructions and lowered his head to look carefully.
There is a column called "People and Law" in "Nandu Weekend". The title of the article published in this special issue is "The Assault on J Case", which is a long article occupying nearly an entire page.
The full text tells a story about an "extremely heinous, shocking and thought-provoking" assault case that occurred in City B, which is located at the junction of three provinces.
After reading the article, Haiyan's face turned gloomy. He worked in the public security system and could not have imagined that such a horrific case would happen out there.
"Tell me what you think?" Lin Weimin asked.
"This is simply outrageous and outrageous. Such criminals must be brought to justice."
Compared to Haiyan's anger, Lin Weimin's face remained calm. He said calmly, "What if I tell you that this article is completely fabricated?"
"Du... fabricated?" Hai Yan was so surprised that his tongue was tied. He immediately said, "Teacher Lin, you are really good at joking. Who dares to joke about such a thing? Southern Metropolis Weekend is a major newspaper after all. They will definitely verify such news."
"Didn't they verify the reports about me?" Lin Weimin asked back.
Hai Yan opened his mouth. What he wanted to say was that your matter was not of the same nature as this one.
Lin Weimin had a faint smile on his face, and he could certainly guess what Haiyan was thinking.
"Whether it's true or not, won't we know once we try it?"
"How?"
Lin Weimin pointed at the newspaper with his finger. "Although the place names and names are blurred, since it is based on real events, I believe the editorial department must know the inside story. You work in the public security system, so you should be able to get in touch with high-ranking leaders, right?"
Haiyan immediately understood what he meant. "You mean, give this report to a leader who can look into this matter?"
"Yes. How is it? Is this a difficult favor to help?"
Hai Yan was well aware of the importance of the report in his hand. If he presented it to the leaders of the department, he was 100% sure that the article would cause the leaders' wrath.
The public security is a law enforcement agency. In wartime, the army is the backbone of the country. In peacetime, the public security is a country's largest armed and law enforcement force.
Now there are criminals who dare to openly challenge authority, which is tantamount to throwing the reputation of their public security system to the ground and trampling on it.
According to the custom in their system, this kind of case must be made into an example and dealt with severely and strictly. At that time, they must contact the editorial department of Southern Metropolis Weekend to verify the situation first and then intervene in the case.
As his mind changed, Hai Yan said without hesitation, "No problem, your business is my business."
Haiyan's ability to jump from the prison system to the Kunlun Hotel is closely related to his writing skills. If it weren't for Teacher Lin picking him up from the door of the Chinese Literature Society, he might still be in prison now!
What's more, the favor that Teacher Lin wanted him to do was really no big deal.
He worked at the Kunlun Hotel, and on a daily basis he came into contact with countless provincial B-level and department J-level cadres. He had even received higher-level cadres several times, and there happened to be several familiar leaders among them.
If he was asking for a personal favor, his leader might not necessarily give him this favor, but this incident has now challenged the authority of the public security system.
If he really submitted this report, he might be able to establish a positive image in front of his leader, one who hates evil and regards the honor of the unit as his own honor, and gain the leader's appreciation.
But then, Haiyan thought about it again and felt that it was inappropriate. He should report the situation truthfully to his leader.
Teacher Lin asked him for help in cleaning up "Nandu Weekend". If the leader didn't know the inside story, Teacher Lin would not be able to do it.
Convincing the leader to act as a gun is where he needs to do favors.
Being well versed in human relationships is a science!
A few days later, Lin Weimin received a call from Haiyan, "Teacher Lin, it's done!"
"I'm grateful for your kindness this time."
"Teacher Lin, you are too polite. Your business is my business." Haiyan repeated the sentence.
Two days later, in the editorial department of Southern Metropolis Weekend, in the editor-in-chief's office.
Editor-in-chief Zuo Fang, editor-in-chief Li Mengyu and deputy editor-in-chief You Yanling gathered together, looking worried.
"Think about it, how should we reply to them?" After a long silence, community committee member Li Mengyu spoke first.
Zuo Fang opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them. At the same time, he hated Yu Yang, who wrote "The Assault on J Case".
At this time, You Yanling said, "At this point, we can no longer hide it. This incident itself is the author's fault. He used the characteristics of reportage to blur the names of places and people, and deceived our editorial department. We are also victims."
Li Mengyu glared at You Yanling fiercely, "Do you think anyone would believe what you said? Don't we have the responsibility to review it?"
You Yanling gave up and said, "Then what do you think we should do? We can't tell them that we acquiesced to this matter? We didn't conduct an in-depth investigation at all."
Li Mengyu felt suffocated in the chest and glanced to the left with eyes full of dissatisfaction.
The "Assault on J Case" was published with the approval of Zuo Fang, and with his suggestion and acquiescence, Southern Metropolis Weekend did not conduct a strict investigation and verification of the content of the article.
The so-called "J attack case" was actually just a fabrication by the author Liu Yushun and did not exist at all.
Li Mengyu only knew that some of the content in the newspaper had been lax in verification, but he never expected that such a serious article was completely fabricated out of thin air.
This is simply making a joke of the newspaper's reputation and trampling on the dignity of journalism.
Feeling the looks from his two colleagues, Zuo Fang's heart was also filled with pressure, not only pressure, but also regret.
If I had known this would happen, I should not have published the article "The Assault on J".
Now, that report actually attracted the attention of a leader of the Ministry of Public Security, who sent someone to call and verify the situation.
If the situation is true, the Ministry of Public Security is prepared to use this case as an example.
If they were to tell the other party now that the contents of this report were all fabricated, Southern Metropolis Weekend would probably be greeted with a storm.
Alas, I can only say that it is bad luck!
Zuo Fang sighed heavily in his heart, "I have failed in my duty in this matter. I'll go and speak up. I'll bear any consequences."
Li Mengyu was so angry at his words, "You're going to take the responsibility? What can you take the responsibility for?"
At Southern Metropolis Weekend, the editor-in-chief Zuo Fang is only responsible for the content, while the specific work is done by the editorial committee member Li Mengyu.
Zuo Fang's expression darkened when he heard this, "Old leader, I'm sorry!"
He also understood that if something like this happened and it was reported to the higher authorities, the first person to be dealt with would not be him, but Li Mengyu, the community committee member.
Of course, as the editor-in-chief and the person directly responsible, he will not be able to escape punishment, and all the responsible editors will be punished.
As for Liu Yushun, the instigator of fabricating the fake news, he will not get away with it either. Although it is difficult to punish him legally, as long as Southern Metropolis Weekend releases the news, no one in the domestic news industry will dare to use his article.
This person has dug his own grave this time.
Although Li Mengyu was angry, the incident had already happened and they were still waiting for the verification reply from Southern Metropolis Daily.
He stood up decisively and said, "I'll go talk to you about this matter. We have to prepare for the worst."
After these words were spoken, Zuo Fang and You Yanling looked sad.
Li Mengyu walked to the door and suddenly turned around and asked Zuo Fang, "How many such cases are there in previous reports?"
Zuo Fang's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he was silent for a few seconds, "There should still be some."
Anger flashed across Li Mengyu's face, but eventually turned into a sigh.
"If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet!"
After Li Mengyu left the office, You Yanling also left. Zuo Fang sat dejectedly on the sofa, with Li Mengyu's words before he left echoing in his mind.
For some reason, I thought of the phone call from Yanjing some time ago, and I became suspicious instinctively.
(End of this chapter)
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