Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 128: Letters

"If you need it, be sure to ask Bai Ye for help, we are your most solid backing."

After discussing all kinds of details, Wen Hong sincerely asked Le Yu with tears in her eyes, making Le Yu feel that the White Night Walkers are really enthusiastic people - even traitors like 'Yin Yin Yin' are so caring Fortunately, he wore the vest and lowered his favorability in Xuanzhu Baiye to 'cold' from the very beginning, otherwise he might have become a core member of Xuanzhu Baiye now.

However, Wen Hong's request was exactly what Le Yu had in mind.

Since he was ambushed in a dark alley half a month ago, Le Yu has been holding back his breath—he is not made of mud, he was almost surrounded by dozens of big men and circled the fork. Without Mu Qingmei's help, he would really have to hand over Jing Zhengwei's first drop of blood, how could he not be angry?

It was just a critical period for the newspaper, and Le Yu didn't know who sent the group, so she endured the anger and dealt with the "Youth Daily" first.

What's more, even if Le Yu knew who sent it, he would have no good way to retaliate - Jing Zhengwei had no private armed forces at all, and even if he was beaten, he could only ask the Jing family to stand up for him. As for how much effort the Jing family will contribute to his eldest son, it is not up to Le Yu to decide.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a golden hoop, who wouldn't want to go to the Heavenly Palace to make a scene?

The Silver Blood Club also gave the Jing family a statement. It is said that the attackers were from the Yitian Gang, the second largest gang in the outer city. They received money from the leader of the second gang to attack a 'rich boy', and the leader of the second gang committed suicide afterwards. Now, the clue is interrupted, but Yinxue will pay all the family and property of the second gang leader of Yitian Gang to the Jing family. It seems that there is still a little exchange of interests.

As for Le Yu's opinion, no one asked.

However, Le Yu didn't expect the Jing family to stand up for him, because he thought about it himself and found that the root cause of this incident was in the Jing family - if Jing Zhengwei died, the biggest beneficiary would be the rest of the Jing family brothers, Yitian. Help is nothing more than a **** they push to the table!

Thinking about this, Le Yu felt that the Silver Blood Club had already given the Jing family a lot of face: "Damn, you sons are fighting for the family property, whether it's a vendetta or a fire, it's fine to die in your own home. Going to the street to do things in broad daylight? How dare you touch our own internal affairs on our Silver Blood Society? You are the wool of public functions!"

There must be a reason for the Jing family to accept the Silver Blood's handling of the ambush incident so quickly—Jing Qingquan could not have known that the mastermind behind the killing of his eldest son was his other sons. He continued to investigate, if Silver Blood really finds the 'murderer behind the scenes', then everyone's face will be difficult.

In order to make everyone's faces feel better, I can only aggrieved Le Yu.

In Jing Qingfan's view, even if the eldest son doesn't want to endure it, at most he will hurt the property of the other sons - this is in line with his desire to 'raise gu', just to see the ability of the sons.

Otherwise, what else could Leyu do? Rebellion?

Hey, Le Yu really wanted to rebel: they thought it was a family fight, and it was impossible for anyone to kill them all—after all, the table was going to be overturned, and no one had to eat.

Where did they think that Le Yu was actually a leading party, with Ba... No, sneaking in with Bai Ye, looting their hometown, destroying their means of production, and breaking the lifeblood of the capitalists?

It took only two days for Le Yu to figure it out--yes, no matter who sent the killer, it's still one of the other three brothers, and it's right to attack them!

At first, Le Yu was a little unbearable. In fact, his perception of the three brothers is not bad. Jing Zhengwu is the yin and yang strange brother, Jing Zhengtang is the dog-licking brother, and Jing Zhengfeng is the bad brother, but no matter what they say, they are all brothers. Well, Le Yu felt that he should be more generous.

But now that they know that the three brothers have joined forces to reduce wages and establish a social and animal hierarchy, Le Yu no longer hesitates - it seems that no matter what kind of younger brother, sitting on the chair of the capitalist, will become a black-hearted younger brother.

Although I don't know who you are trying to murder Big Brother, it's right to waste all of you!

Brothers, think about what you've done in the past!

Le Yu asked Wen Hong to wait for two or three days. When he went back, he could find the detailed deployment information of the brothers' factories.

Capitalists are not stupid. These days, factories are closely guarded day and night. High walls are always guarded. The poor have guns and knives. The gatekeepers are all Ling Xu warriors with strong handguns.

Without a map and patrol deployment information, it would be very disadvantageous to attack the factory late at night, and may even be counter-killed. It may be a little troublesome for Bai Ye to obtain this information, but it is not a problem for Le Yu - many of the guards of the Jing family are factory guards, and they are very familiar with deployment.

Music doesn't need to ask them for information at all.

Because Jing Zhengwei has already asked.

Even Le Yu can think of such a sinister plan to destroy the factory, how could Jing Zhengwei, the dignified young master of the Jing family, not think of it?

Over the years, he consciously hired factory guards, not only from the Jing family, but also from other chambers of commerce, and then obtained factory information from the guards.

In addition, Jing Zhengwei will personally play Batman at night to go to the factory to verify information and track important personnel. A small treasury like Jing Zhengwu's is one of Jing Zhengwei's achievements.

Over time, Jing Zhengwei has mastered 30% of the factory deployment information in Xuanzhu County. Even if some of the information is outdated, it can still play a huge role.

Even Jing Zhengwei himself has done damage to the factory - a processing factory under his command, he himself burned the goods in the middle of the night, resulting in the original boss being unable to deliver goods in time and breaching the contract, which caused a chain reaction and had to lower prices. The result of the shot.

The legacy left by Jing Zhengwei, Le Yu must make good use of it.

Change back to men's clothes, hide women's clothes, Le Yu went to Damen Stone Street to buy some food, and returned to the newspaper office leisurely.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I met Mu Qingmei head-on. She looked at Le Yu who came up from the first floor with a face of surprise, looked back at the stairs leading to the third floor, and asked, "Jing... Editor-in-chief, aren't you on the third floor?"

"The takeaway is here, I'll go down and get it." Le Yu raised the food box in her hand.

"Takeaway?" Mu Qingmei was a little confused.

"It's to let the people in the snack bar deliver the food to the newspaper office, or to the home."

"Is this service available?" Mu Qingmei said in surprise, "I want to try it too."

"No."

"Then you are..."

"But I'm rich, silly boy." Le Yu looked at Mu Qingmei kindly: "If you have money, you will have service, if you have no money, you will not have service. But don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard... …”

"Can I order takeout in the future?"

"In the future you will be able to see me buying the snack bar and asking the manager to deliver me takeout."

Mu Qingmei narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to hide her contempt for capitalists.

"By the way, why do you know I'm on the third floor?" Le Yu asked: "Are you spying on me again?"

The editors who were writing on the second floor all pricked up their ears.

Mu Qingmei's expression changed instantly: "Peeping, what is peeping... Can my colleague's business be called a peeping?... When I was writing the manuscript, I suddenly had some questions that I couldn't figure out, so I wanted to ask the editor-in-chief to discuss it!"

"Really, but you haven't discussed it with me these days." Le Yu didn't step down Mu Qing's eyebrows at all: "Are you always spying on me, and you get impatient when I'm gone? ?"

"I, I..."

"I understand, I understand!" Le Yu nodded vigorously: "But now I just want to do a good job in the newspaper business, I don't have the heart to talk about love, let's fight for the newspaper together, and we won't regret it with our youth. Your great achievements! Keep working hard, I will always watch you, come on!"

Speaking of this, Le Yu suddenly increased the volume, "So do you. Although the "Youth Daily" has achieved good results, we have always had a weak foundation, and our content is not unrepeatable. Newspapers such as Xuanzhubao will catch up at any time. .The cause has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

"Okay, keep working!"

Mu Qingmei was stunned for a while, before returning to her seat in a daze. With the strong mental power of the martial artist, she was keenly aware that everyone looked a little weird when they looked at her.

How could she not know that everyone misunderstood that she liked the eldest young master of the Jing family? Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei felt disgusted for a while, as if she had eaten a fly - to be slandered and like that scum, she felt that her dignity had been tarnished.

She picked up the pen, but her mind was still cloudy, and the sight was annoying. After thinking about it, I still feel that the more I think about it, the more I get angry, the more I take a step back, the more I lose. I want to stand up and shout a few words to prove that my vision is not that bad.

At this time, Zhang Dayi, the middle-aged editor in charge of the 'Knowledge Discussion Area' column, suddenly came over and said with a low eyebrow: "Editor, I think your answer is actually... not wrong, you can go directly, No need to change it."

Huh?

Mu Qingmei glanced at him, Mu editor?

Before Zhang Dayi was not in charge of the 'Knowledge Discussion Area' column. He felt that he had some rights. He called either 'Xiao Mu' or 'Qing Mei', pretending to be familiar with her, and even sometimes wanted to touch her. Her hand—if she didn't want to cause trouble, Mu Qingmei wouldn't be as simple as dodging it, and her hands would explode for him.

Seeing that he was so 'ignorant', Zhang Dayi asked her to trouble her at work, but he was really able to pick out the faults in Mu Qingmei's manuscript, forcing Mu Qingmei to change a manuscript a dozen times.

Now he actually admits to cowardice?

Seeing his pleasing appearance, Mu Qingmei instantly understood - he was afraid of Jing Zhengwei!

Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei was naturally unforgiving, scolding Zhang Dayi for more than a dozen sentences, and in turn picked on Zhang Dayi's manuscript, which made the other editors feel relieved, but Zhang Dayi only Can nod again and again to show understanding.

What is to be spared and spared—what a crap! When someone bullies you, why doesn't he forgive him? When it's your turn to show your power, do you want to forgive me?

Speaking comfortably, Mu Qingmei waved her hand, indicating that Zhang Dayi could roll away. Zhang Dayi hurriedly returned to his seat to work as if he had been granted amnesty.

Soon, Mu Qingmei experienced a completely different working environment from the past: when others poured water, she would remember to help her pour it together; when the pen and ink ran out, she could get the latest and best; Manuscript, you can pass it once...

If we used to say that going to work was to practice martial arts, although it was very tiring, it would also be rewarding; then now going to work is like going to school, not only will it be rewarding, but the process is also relaxed and happy-but Mu Qingmei never went to school, she Just think so.

Mu Qingmei suddenly realized that she had become a newspaper boss!

It seems...not bad...isn't it?

Anyway, Jing Zhengwei, the capitalist, owes us so much to the masses of the people. Now I will use his tiger skin to pull the banner, and treat him as paying me a little interest.

For the sake of this rotten guy who has no intention of doing something good, I'll just kill him if I get a chance in the future, instead of torturing him...

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"I'm finished."

Qing Lan was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to see Le Yu holding iced honey five-flower tea in her left hand and a piece of walnut cake in her right hand, just about to put it in her mouth.

She grunted in her throat and couldn't help swallowing her saliva. When Le Yu saw this, she stuffed the walnut cake into her mouth and said, "That's the last piece. If you're still hungry, just wait for dinner."

Qing Lan covered her mouth and chewed the walnut cake, then turned the lid of the water bottle next to her and took a sip of coconut milk. Her whole body seemed to glow, and she asked, "When did you come in, sir?"

"Not only did I come in, I also sat down and ate the cake for about ten minutes." Le Yu smiled and said, "What are you writing, so serious?"

Qing Lan sighed: "I'm replying to the reader's letter."

"A letter from a reader?"

The newspaper office will naturally receive letters from readers, and the Youth Daily has also opened a solicitation mailbox - the newspaper will release the three topics of the next issue of the "knowledge discussion area". Readers who want to answer can write to the newspaper office to submit articles.

However, in addition to discussions and answers, submissions are naturally...criticisms.

Just like you'll find scolding days in the comments section, newspapers will naturally receive a lot of critical letters. Everyone was upset, and of course they wanted to find a place to vent their anger.

But just as listening to the day doesn't read comments, most newspapers pay little attention to such critical letters—unless they come from big names. So Le Yu asked curiously, "Why do you want to reply?"

Qing Lan said: "Because many letters criticize the same issue, I feel it is necessary to respond in the newspaper as editor-in-chief."

Le Yu reached out and picked up Qing Lan's manuscript~IndoMTL.com~ Qing Lan subconsciously wanted to hold it down, but reluctantly let go.

Le Yu didn't bother to read Qing Lan's 'masterpiece', but directly looked at the questions to be answered.

"Oh...Criticize us for putting pictures on the cover?"

Le Yu knew for a long time that this would definitely be criticized - alas, the readers of these years are not as kind as the netizens in the future, and there is no such thing as "the landlord's life is safe", "supporting the landlord" and "thankful".

How did Qinglan answer?

Le Yu curiously looked at Qing Lan's reply, and instantly sprayed:

"...the cover image of the 'fantasy warrior' created by our artist's artist, the main purpose is to show the martial artist's demeanor and attract the public to exercise and strengthen their body. There is nothing wrong with the image of women. It's 2085, and there are still people who discriminate against female warriors. When will female warriors stand up? Forgive our society and cannot agree with this reader's opinion..."