The smile on Nan Yun's face froze immediately, "I should feel sorry for you."
Huo Qianli continued, "The countryside is very complicated, and the villagers are also very complicated. We, the so-called city people, always look down on them and easily define them with certain labels. Even the cadres who come to help often have a savior mentality. This is wrong. If we don't understand what the villagers are thinking, what they want, and what they want, and force our own ideas and concepts on them, it would be strange if we can succeed."
As a journalist, Nan Yun had seen and understood a lot, so of course he wouldn't be easily convinced by just a few words. He shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.
Next, everyone finally entered the normal interview process they were familiar with, going to each room, meeting each villager, and talking to them...
The only flaw was that every time they arrived at a house and the villagers enthusiastically poured them water, Huo Qianli always said that the villagers were polite and that they should not refuse other people's kindness. At first they felt comfortable, but after walking around for a while, their stomachs felt like they were three months pregnant.
They finally realized that this guy did it on purpose!
The three men are okay, but Nan Yun is suffering.
I wanted to go to the toilet first, but when I saw the dry toilet, I almost ejaculated on the spot. In the end, I couldn't help it, and after hesitating three times, I finally went.
After coming out, he looked at Huo Qianli fiercely and said, "Do you still want me to report to you properly?"
Of course, she was joking, but unexpectedly Huo Qianli bowed his hands solemnly and said, "Reporter Nan, I would like to ask you for a favor."
Nan Yun snorted in a rare and arrogant manner, "You say."
"Can you please stop reporting on me and Hushan Village?"
Nan Yun suddenly turned his head and met Huo Qianli's clear and serious gaze.
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