Upon seeing Tang Ping, Bai Tianhang said with a reluctant expression, "What are you doing here? Can't you see Sisi and I are singing love songs? What a spoilsport!"
Tang Ping said speechlessly, "Big brother, you're really not going back? I booked you a ticket for tomorrow morning."
"It's no use making a decision. I don't plan to go back for the time being, unless Sisi agrees to be my girlfriend. I'm going to take her back to Kyoto with me then."
After Bai Tianhang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to enter the private room, seemingly unwilling to waste even a second.
Tang Ping panicked and grabbed him, saying, "Are you crazy? Don't you know she used to be a prostitute? It's fine to have fun with women from nightclubs, but you really want to marry her?"
Bai Tianhang stared at Tang Ping with disdain and said, "So what? Vulgar. We are truly in love. The moment I saw her, I couldn't see any other woman. I've made up my mind, she's the woman I want to marry! I don't care what she was like before, as long as she doesn't mess around with me in the future."
Tang Ping was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.
He stared at Bai Tianhang, wondering if sending him to Jinghai this time was a mistake.
When did this womanizer, this lecher who never sings at karaoke and only touches girls' thighs, change his ways?
"This is insane!"
Tang Ping shook his head.
"Are you alright? If not, I need to go back and peel oranges for my Sisi. Oh, and from now on, no matter what kind of customer she is, Sisi is not allowed to take any more clients. I'll help her get her freedom!"
After finishing his sentence, Bai Tianhang turned around and ignored Tang Ping, then went straight into the private room.
Then, as expected, he eagerly peeled oranges for Sisi, his face full of flattery, like the ultimate simp.
Is this still a daytime flight?
Tang Ping was speechless. He wanted to reason with Bai Tianhang, but after thinking about it carefully, what Bai Tianhang said didn't seem to be wrong.
The two people are mutually agreeable, why should I interfere?
Once he figured it out, Tang Ping stopped caring.
Back home, Tang Ping was about to go to bed when his phone rang.
I glanced at the caller ID; it was a landline number.
When Tang Ping answered the phone, Bai Xiaochen's voice came from the other end: "Uncle, Mom is being bullied. Can you come and help Mom?"
Tang Ping was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Xiaochen? What's going on? Where's your mother?"
"Mom wouldn't let me call you, so I secretly came to Uncle's house to call. Uncle Tang, I saw Mom crying, so I'll hang up now, Mom's here to see me!"
Bai Xiaochen's voice was very soft, and she hung up shortly afterward.
Tang Ping's heart tightened immediately.
His relationship with Chen Shuting was ambiguous, but no matter what, she was still his woman. Now that she was being bullied, it would be too inhuman of him to ignore it.
Holding his phone, Tang Ping immediately called Chen Shuting, only to receive a reply: "The number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later..."
Something must have happened to Chen Shuting, but why is her phone switched off?
She doesn't contact me either.
Thinking back to the last time she hesitated and wanted him to go back to her hometown with her, Tang Ping felt even more guilty.
The last time it was actually because Meng Yu came back that he couldn't get away, so he found an excuse to work on the old street project.
Chen Shuting was clearly disappointed after hearing this, but she didn't press the matter.
Tang Ping thought for a moment, then immediately called Zhao Wei again and asked, "Zhao Wei, how long does it take to drive from here to Jianning?"
“That will take at least a day, and Jianning is a small county town. I heard the roads are difficult to travel on, so we'd better take a bus,” Zhao Wei said.
"Can't we drive?"
"Yes, but I'm afraid you'll get so shaken up that you'll throw up."
Tang Ping nodded and said, "Alright then, go buy me a ticket to Jianning first thing tomorrow morning."
"good."
There are only two long-distance buses a day from Jinghai to Jianning. The first bus is usually at 8:30, but if there aren't many passengers, the driver will wait.
So early in the morning, Tang Ping and Zhao Wei arrived at the bus station together.
After boarding the bus, it wasn't until 9:30 that the bus was more than half full before it started driving on the national highway.
The road was fine at first, but it started shaking after we left Jinghai.
The cement road has been turned into a dilapidated dirt road. The road is not only narrow, but there are also large potholes every ten meters or so.
Despite the poor road conditions, the driver's skills are very solid.
Despite the bumpy ride, Tang Ping actually fell asleep.
......
Meanwhile, in the conference room of Jinghai Metropolitan Daily.
Pei Donghai looked at everyone and slowly said, "We are not allowed to dig any further into the news about Zhao Yu on the front page, and we should not publish any more reports on it. Next, our target is to report on the coastal highway project. The city will invite experts from the province to take measurements tomorrow, and we will focus on reporting and interviewing them, and try to get an exclusive interview."
"Editor-in-chief, I don't understand. We've only just started digging into Zhao Yu's news stories, and they've already been formatted. Why are they stopping now?"
"Yes, the public is very concerned about this matter. We've received quite a few letters from citizens praising us recently. If we suddenly stop reporting on it, what will people think of us?"
The other editors at the newspaper expressed their dissatisfaction.
"I understand everyone's feelings, but this is the order from above, and I'm under a lot of pressure too. If we don't rectify things according to the Publicity Department's requirements, the Jinghai Metropolitan Daily might not exist anymore. Let's all try to understand each other. If you're unwilling, you can come and resign. That's all, meeting adjourned!"
Pei Donghai adjusted his glasses, finished speaking, and left the conference room.
"What's going on? The editor-in-chief seems like a completely different person."
"Strange, they previously said they would not bow to any leaders or criminal gangs and would resolutely report on the matter to the end."
"I've dug up all the dirt on Zhao Yu from the past, and I'm just about to lay it out."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, with all sorts of opinions being expressed.
However, Jinghai Metropolitan Daily is a private enterprise, and Pei Donghai himself is the biggest boss, with the power to make veto decisions.
Back in his office, Pei Donghai stood by the window, sighed, took out his phone, made a call, and asked, "Hmm, everyone at home has left, right? Okay, I won't let this kind of thing happen again. Wife, please give me one last chance, don't divorce me, okay? Our son is still young, I don't want him to get hurt, and I don't want to live without you in the future."
"Let's talk about it later!"
The person on the other end of the phone said something cold and then hung up.
The Jinghai Metropolitan Daily stopped reporting on the aftermath of the Zhao Yu incident, and other newspapers also stopped reporting on it. The matter of Zhao Yu was quelled to the greatest extent possible.
Meanwhile, the Jinghai Daily published several sensational news stories over several consecutive days.
For example, a violent terrorist attack at a certain train station, or a female celebrity in Hong Kong kissing her boyfriend on the street late at night.
Sure enough, people's memories are short. After being bombarded with these overwhelming news reports, no one mentioned Zhao Yu anymore.
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