Secretary Lin lowered his head and said, "It's completely resolved. I won't let him get back at me."
"Come in."
Secretary Lin was bewildered as he saw a group of men in black uniforms suddenly come in and take him into custody. "Mayor?"
"Suppress it and handle it secretly." Mayor Zhou turned his head away and didn't want to look anymore.
When everyone left and only Mayor Zhou was left in the office, he looked at the empty office and muttered to himself:
Fumin, don't blame me, I'm under a lot of pressure too.
It had only been one day, but since An Jingzhi published his complaint in the newspaper, the phone in his office had been ringing non-stop, with calls from people questioning him.
In addition to the group of people who rented the land, even the upper echelons of their government were paying attention to this pen-wielding intellectual.
Now the newspapers outside are full of articles condemning this incident, and some radical students are even organizing marches themselves, demanding an explanation from the government.
He didn't know whether this was An Jingzhi's intention or someone else's, but to be on the safe side, he had no choice but to act ruthlessly.
An Jingzhi was a little surprised when he learned from Christophe that Secretary Lin had been executed.
He didn't expect that the other party could be so cruel as to cut off his own arm. As far as he knew, Secretary Lin had been following Mayor Zhou for almost eight years.
I originally thought that I could peel off the other person's skin and take it as revenge, but I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise.
Perhaps because he heard his surprised voice, Christophe on the other end of the phone laughed heartily and said, "Ann, you really underestimate your reputation."
"You probably don't know, but since you put the advertisement in the newspaper, not only did I call Mayor Zhou, but even people from Delang and England have inquired about this matter."
An Jingzhi was confused. If the ambassador helped him make the call, it was entirely based on the cooperation between the two parties. He could bring a lot of income to the other party. Why did the people from Germany and England come to him?
“Why would they speak for me?”
"Just a few days ago, I received news from home that the head of Delang and the queen of England publicly praised your talent."
After Christophe finished speaking, An Jingzhi understood that these people were not trying to help him, but because they did not want to embarrass their domestic leaders.
If something happens to a talent praised by the highest leader of their country, it is only natural for them to call and ask about it. This is called "leading by example".
After hanging up the phone, An Jingzhi took out the article he had already written and asked Sanniang to publish it.
He had just received another surprising piece of news from Christophe, and he had to deal with it quickly.
Mayor Zhou finally felt relieved when he learned that An Jingzhi had published the article.
Neither the whistles nor the warning gunshots of a group of patrol officers on Puhua Street could scare away the group of fanatical students in front of them.
"Back off, back off, or I'll shoot!"
"You students should just study hard in school instead of causing trouble!"
"Why should we retreat? The government is corrupt and there is collusion between officials and businessmen! We want justice!" The passionate young people were filled with indignation.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
A car horn sounded in the distance. An Jingzhi sat in the car and watched a group of students holding banners confronting the police in front of him.
Fortunately, he got out of the car in time. Fearing that his voice was too soft, he brought a loudspeaker and stepped on the front of the car so that everyone could see him.
"Classmates!"
The students who heard his voice subconsciously looked back, and after realizing it was An Jing, everyone slowly quieted down.
"Dear students, An is very grateful for your help in seeking justice for me, but you are all students, and your most important task is to study."
"Our Mayor Zhou has learned of this matter and has arrested and sentenced that profiteer Wan Rongbao."
"Everyone, please stop gathering here and causing trouble for the police. You're blocking the way here for my sake, but you're making it difficult for the people here to pass through, and even putting their lives in danger. I feel guilty! Go back."
After saying this, he bowed deeply to all the students.
"Mr. An, we listen to you."
"Mr. Shanhe. This is our own will."
"Now that it's resolved, we'll retreat now."
A noisy sound buzzed.
An Jingzhi watched the students he had persuaded help maintain order with the police. He only breathed a sigh of relief after all the students had left.
Although these students are very passionate, they are only sixteen or seventeen years old after all. They are easily misled and more likely to get carried away.
He nodded to the police officers who were maintaining law and order, then got back into the car and left.
"Is this Mr. An, the man those students said they would help seek justice for?"
"Isn't he just a novelist? Why are so many people defending him?"
"You know shit! He doesn't just write novels. His predictions about the island nation's military actions all came true."
"Who in our government doesn't read his articles?"
"Tsk tsk, no wonder the higher-ups told us not to hurt these students, otherwise it would be really troublesome."
After the article explaining the situation was published, he gave a phone number to everyone he could get his hands on, and also gave away several copies of his articles.
As for those who couldn't get their phone numbers, maybe they didn't want to be too close to him, so he didn't force them.
After making all the calls, the only one left was Zhang Tingyou's. He dialed the number as usual and the person on the other end picked up the call quickly.
"Hello? Are you looking for Editor-in-Chief Zhang?"
An Jingzhi asked, "Is Editor-in-Chief Zhang here? I'm An Jingzhi."
A polite voice came from the other end: "Mr. An, huh? Excuse me, Editor-in-Chief Zhang just resigned today, and I'm not sure where he went."
An Jingzhi asked the other party a few more questions before hanging up the phone.
Zhang Tingyou was so close to me at the beginning, and he was not fired even though it affected the sales of Huaxing Newspaper. Now he is doing well, why did he suddenly resign?
After thinking about it, not to mention that the other party had specially published an article to support him this time, the two of them had a deep friendship in the past few years. He went to Zhang Tingyou's house in person, but found that no one answered the door after knocking for a long time.
Helpless, An Jingzhi had to turn around and go home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Tingyou and a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and a hat.
"Mr. Shanhe." Zhang Tingyou saw him first.
An Jingzhi looked at the man next to Zhang Tingyou and said to him, "Editor-in-Chief Zhang, are you entertaining guests?"
Zhang Tingyou smiled and said, "Yes, this is my pen pal."
"Mr. An, do you have something to talk to me about?"
He handed the bag of books he was carrying to the other person and said, "I came here specifically to thank you. I didn't expect you to resign."
Zhang Tingyou immediately understood what he meant. "Why should I be grateful for this? My friendship with Mr. Shanhe shouldn't be enough for me to write that article in support of you."
The two exchanged a few words at the door. An Jingzhi saw that he had to entertain his guests, so he didn't stay long.
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