Recast youth

Chapter 1858
Yanjing.

Lanshan Weibo Company.

General Manager Chen Tao was also in a mess. Before he called the two big bosses, he knew that he would be scolded. The reason was simple, because the protagonist of this bad incident was none other than the richest man, Ye Feng.

Ye Feng not only owns shares of Lanshan Weibo, but Lanshan Group also owns 40% of Lanshan Weibo.

It is equivalent to saying that Ye Feng is the real big boss of Weibo.

Now the big boss has become popular on his own platform, has been reviled by many people, and has been nailed to the pillar of shame, while the employees of Weibo actually allowed the matter to develop and expand. What is the concept of this?
really.

After Mr. Hou called, he was scolded and even harshly told him to do whatever he could and to get out if he couldn't.

Chen Tao did not dare to explain on the phone. Although he was already sleeping at home after get off work when the incident occurred, and he only discovered the incident when he arrived at the company early in the morning, in general, he did not do his job well and had no emergency plan.

After answering Hou Yao's call, Chen Tao walked out of the office angrily. He was scolded by the big boss, so his anger was naturally directed at the people below him, so he went straight to the content risk control department.

The risk control department is now in panic.

When he saw the general manager walking in with a gloomy face, he already knew that something was not going well. Li Xiang, the head of the risk control department, came over anxiously and shouted without confidence: "Manager Chen..."

"Don't fucking get close to me."

Chen Tao was filled with anger after the disaster. He cursed at the first moment, then stared at Li Xiang, the director of the risk control department, and said, "Call all the content risk control reviewers from last night."

Li Xiang, director of the risk control department, said anxiously: "They were on night shift and they are all off work now..."

"get off work?"

Chen Tao laughed angrily: "It's just right. Now let the personnel inform them and tell them not to come to work at night."

Li Xiang, head of the risk control department, lowered his head and said, "I'll tell them later."

Then Chen Tao looked at Li Xiang up and down: "You also pack up your things and leave."

"I'm leaving too?"

Li Xiang, the director of the risk control department, was startled for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

Chen Tao sneered: "If you don't leave, why don't I keep you for dinner? Both of them are bad words. Don't you know who Ye Feng is? He is our real big boss. Someone has posted a document to throw dirty water on the big boss, so do you." I don’t know how to control it. Now that things are out of control, you, the supervisor, still think you can sit down? Damn it, I almost left."

"Is that why I have to leave?"

Li Xiang's blood boiled a little when he heard this.

Chen Tao said: "Otherwise? Mr. Hou personally called me and told you to get lost."

When Li Xiang heard Mr. Hou, his heart went cold. Knowing that there was no point in talking anymore, he said, "It's okay if you want me to leave. Just pay me your salary."

"No salary."

"No salary?"

"Yes, no salary."

Chen Tao looked at the risk control manager and said indifferently: "Mr. Hou said that all of you people have no wages. If you are not satisfied, you can sue. How much money can the company pay to litigate with you slowly? Are you willing to spend it?" Just consume it.”

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At this time, not only were the comments about Ye Feng on the Internet very unfavorable, there were also many media reporting on the hot searches on Weibo, and many media even approached the Dongzhou City Public Security Bureau to interview him about Ge Zhang's drowning in the river. Suicide case.

Liao Jun is a highly regarded person in the public security system. He was a criminal police officer and worked in the New District Bureau for four years. Now he has been promoted to the Municipal Bureau and serves as the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Early in the morning, there were many media waiting at the door of the Public Security Bureau, asking for interviews.

Liao Jun was working outside, and when he drove back to the bureau, another reporter stopped the car and used the interview equipment to interview him. He asked him what was going on in Ge Zhang's case and whether Ge Zhang really committed suicide. There is no hidden secret. Whether it has anything to do with Ye Feng or not, what the online whistleblower said is somewhat true.

The insinuations and insinuations of the words were meant to be drawn from Liao Jun that there was something fishy about Ge Zhang's death. He did not commit suicide by jumping into the river, but was pushed into the river by Ye Feng and drowned. Because once this happened If the matter is confirmed to be true, it will definitely be news that shocks the country and even the world.

Ye Feng, the richest man in the country, the richest man in Asia, the fifth richest man in the world, and the most talented man in the world, is actually a murderer who eats steamed buns with human blood. How can such news not be explosive?

Liao Jun, who was a criminal police officer, had a hot temper. There were so many reporters like flies early in the morning, which made him very angry. He had also heard about the news about Ye Feng, and he didn't know what it was like about human blood steamed buns. Things, even if Ye Feng and Ge Zhang opened a studio, it would only cost a few dollars. Didn’t Ye Feng’s wealth come from the money he earned later when he founded Lanshan Company?
Those people who talk about human blood steamed buns are simply full of shit in their heads, and they don’t know where they came from so many bad words.

After being annoyed by reporters again and again, Liao Jun walked out of the car, stared at the reporter interviewing him with sharp eyes and asked: "Excuse me, are you burning two corpses and three lives for a man? Are murderers who have caused extreme negative effects on society seeking justice? Do you know what you do to the families of the victims who have lost their daughters and sons?"

Liao Jun has been a criminal police officer for many years, and many vicious gangsters have been arrested in his hands. The moment he stared at the reporter for questioning, the reporter felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

In particular, Liao Jun's words pierced his heart like a sharp blade.

After saying that, Liao Jun said again: "Or are you doubting the authenticity and fairness of our public security system's handling of cases?"

Under the pressure of Liao Jun, the reporter couldn't help but take a step back: "I, I didn't... I just wanted to find out the truth."

"The truth is that this case has been closed. If you have any questions, you can take the victim's family and the judgment to the higher court or the People's Procuratorate to file a protest instead of coming to me to make trouble for our work."

Liao Jun said coldly, and then walked towards the bureau without looking at the reporter.

Go back to your office.

Liao Jun took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Ye Feng to ask what was going on with Ye Feng. Weibo was obviously a subsidiary of his company, so why would a social platform with such a huge influence and voice have such unfavorable remarks about him? .

But thinking about it, Liao Jun put away his mobile phone. This matter was not suitable for him to participate in. He just glanced at the computer page and couldn't help but wonder who Ye Feng had offended. There was someone with such a vicious mind who wanted to punish him with words. Death place.

Yanjing.

This is the same room where "About the True Face of Lanshan Group Founder Ye Feng" appeared on Weibo.

Chen Yiming and Yang Yanhui rushed over immediately after receiving a call from Huang Sheng, a top student at Qinghua University. Chen Yiming looked at the hot searches and the increasing number of topics on Weibo, and his heart was filled with the joy of revenge.

Yang Yanhui was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that such a Weibo would have such a big impact on the Internet. He couldn't help but said: "If Ye Feng can't explain it clearly, he will have to shed his skin now."

"He deserves it, let him fight me."

Chen Yiming smiled gloomily.

Huang Sheng was even more proud when he sat in front of the computer. After all, he was the protagonist of this storm, the "person with conscience" blogger himself. As the writer of Weibo content, this gave him a sense of accomplishment in controlling Ye Feng's fate. .

How about Ye Feng?

How about the richest man?

Isn’t it the same as being infamous in my writing?
(End of this chapter)