"You don't even have to think about the impossible."

In the recording studio of Huaxing Records, after Zhang Qing finished recording a few song demos, Wang Chang, who had been waiting outside, came over and insisted on inviting Zhou Yanyan to make a movie. Zhang Qing naturally refused.

Wang Chang refused to give up and begged: "Qingzi, please help me! Xinji Longtou asked me to make a film. If I attack the street, my whole family will be killed! If you don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face, for my father's sake

For the sake of peace, please give me a hand!"

Zhang Qing believed that he was a ghost, and laughed and cursed: "Xinji Longtou will respectfully call your father uncle when he sees you, and he will kill your whole family. Do you think I am crazy?"

Seeing that Wang Chang couldn't hold back the trick, he was not discouraged and shouted: "You will kill me, right?"

Zhang Qing still didn't believe it: "You are very popular now. You can make a small profit by making any movie you want, even if it is not a big hit. What are you going to do? Get out of the way if you have nothing to do. I'm going to Ming Pao. Zhong Sheng asked me to have tea."

Wang Chang smiled bitterly and said: "You are really from the pit... Ahem, you are really determined. Well, although you don't know the heart of a good person, I still want to help you. My dad asked me to tell you, nonsense

My father and son are jumping up and down talking nonsense, so please be careful."

Zhang Qingdao: "What did they say?"

Wang Changdao: "Hu Mu and his son Hu Zhen told reporters that you and Huadie are both lackeys from the mainland. In order to undermine xxx's fighting spirit, they rushed to hold this concert. They also said that the songs you wrote were not

You didn't write "God of Gamblers" and "The Condor". It was arranged by people from the mainland to push you out to deceive Hong Kong people. Also, in order to hold a concert, you could even break the contract in Nanyang.

You’ve lost millions, but you’re not a lackey over there. How about a letter?”

Zhang Qing frowned and said, "These father and son really stink."

Wang Chang patted Zhang Qing's shoulder sympathetically and said, "Although you are not loyal enough, I still spoke for you just now."

Zhang Qingdao: "What did you say?"

Wang Chang shrugged and said, "You wrote "God of Gamblers" in front of me and my father!"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Thank you very much, it's all what you should do."

"Wow!"

Wang Changgang smiled proudly, then realized what he was doing and shouted: "Qingzi, you are getting more and more shameless. You are not like this in front of Uncle Liu and my father."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "You talk to people when you see them, but you talk about ghosts when you see ghosts."

Wang Chang said speechlessly: "You'd better ask for your own blessings. Those two men are not easy to deal with. They can't get rid of them even if they get involved. Liu Yuanming, you know that, right?"

Zhang Qing nodded, and Wang Chang said: "He was originally a young singer with a bright future. Because he offended Hu Zhen and fell in love with Hu Zhen's favorite horse, Hu Zhen used the magazine "yes" in his hand to spread various slanders and rumors, and even

Nicknamed 'Poisonous Tumor', he caused people to collapse to the point of committing suicide, and finally withdrew from the industry and left Hong Kong."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "This kind of person is actually easy to deal with."

Wang Chang asked curiously: "How to deal with it?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Learn from him."

Wang Chang blinked when he heard this and said, "How to learn?"

Zhang Qing thought for a while and said: "I have heard in mainland China that this father and son have a lot of fun. Is it true?"

Wang Chang smiled and said: "Of course! Half of Hu Mu's royalties were donated to Bolan Street! His son is not inferior to him. Hey, isn't it? You want to defeat them with this? You want to die laughing.

Are they?"

Zhang Qing shook his head and said: "You are also a famous director, why don't you have any imagination? I heard that the Hu family and his son have a sworn relationship with Hong Kong traitor Martin Lee, and they are well connected, so I wrote that the three of them went to have flower wine together."

Wang Chang shook his head and said: "That's useless, they won't care, maybe they will be proud of it."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "Wait until they admit it proudly, then send photos, and use a woman's tone to reveal that they are having fun, exchanging each other, father and son."

Wang Chang was shocked. They gathered together to criticize, and Hong Kong Island was reopened. This was also shocking news.

The smile on Zhang Qing's face disappeared and he said: "I took another photo and said that after the three of them had a great time and had a great time, they went home together. As a result, Martin Lee's wife couldn't close her legs when she went out the next day... Do you think the people of Hong Kong would like to see it?

"

Wang Chang almost fell to his knees and said with wet eyes: "My father scolds me every day for making salty and wet films and tells me to learn from you. He has shamed his mother. I should learn from you!"

Zhang Qing patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Wang Chang, I leave this matter to you. I believe that with your strength, you can definitely spread the news a little more. Find a few more tabloids to contribute to and detonate the story.

This matter..."

Wang Chang was dumbfounded and said: "Hey, what do you mean? The Hu family has a good relationship with our family, please don't hurt me..."

Zhang Qing chuckled. If he was really that good, he wouldn't come here to report the news. He looked at Wang Chang and said: "If I were from Hong Kong, I would definitely come out and deal with him openly. But I am from the mainland. At this time, let them

The two men were bullied so badly that Hong Kong people sympathized with them and gave them a way to survive. So I can only trouble brother Wang Chang, but I won't let your work go in vain. A script starring Li Xingxing will definitely become popular."

Wang Chang was immediately moved when he heard this. Compared with the income from a popular movie, the Hu family and his father were nothing!

But he still wanted to support himself a little longer, so it would be best if he could lend Zhou Yanyan out...

Wang Chang blinked and said in embarrassment: "Qingzi, it's not that I won't help you, it's just..."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll go find Aunt Li. Wireless should not be short of people to do this kind of thing. It just so happens that Qiao's Movies may reopen, and there is a shortage of one..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Chang shouted: "Hey, hey, hey! Just kidding, Qingzi, you are good at everything, but you are too decent and don't know how to joke! Don't worry, I will do it now! Don't leave Hong Kong Island

There are not many things, only lace and tabloids!"

Zhang Qing thought for a while and then said: "This matter cannot be hidden from the discerning people. Don't let me, a mainlander, hold you back..."

Wang Chang understood and said with a wry smile: "I was born to be a street fighter! Compared with you people who are hard-handed and dark-hearted, I am as pure and kind as a white lotus. Okay, don't worry, I will wait until someone reveals me.

Come on, let me tell you that this is all because I draw my sword to help when there is some injustice. I have already seen that they are not happy with each other, and you don’t even know how to get it?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Brother Wang, I will never let the people around me suffer. Let's see in the future."

Wang Chang laughed angrily. It was unreasonable for him, an old ghost who had been in the world for many years, to be manipulated by a boy from the mainland!

…

Ming Pao Building, No. 18 Ka Yip Street, Chai Wan.

Sixteenth floor.

Inside the editor-in-chief's office.

In addition to Zhong Qu, there is also an old man. Compared to Zhong Qu, who has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, this old man is too serious, and his expression feels heavy...

After Zhang Qing was brought in to greet him and took a seat, Zhong Qu introduced him: "This is Mr. Shen Bin, the editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao". A Bin is the ninth eldest son in the family. You can just call him Uncle Ninth."

Zhang Qing called "Uncle Nine", but the old man was very serious and did not agree. Instead, he went straight to the point and asked: "Mr. Zhang, I have a question for you. What is the purpose of your concert in Hong Kong this time? God knows I know you and I. But "Ming Pao" has different ideas from yours. "Ming Pao" wants to promote, not suppress, so what are you going to do?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Uncle Jiu, I just want to ask you, do you think you are Chinese?"

Shen Bin frowned and said, "What does it matter? Chinese people can't..."

Zhang Qing waved his hand and said: "Uncle Jiu, just tell me, do you think you are Chinese?"

Shen Bin and Zhong Qu looked at each other and said slowly: "Of course."

Even if the older generation of Hong Kong Islanders have no sense of belonging to the mainland, few deny that they are Chinese.

In those anti-Japanese martial arts movies and TV shows, people always shout that I am Chinese!

Hearing what he said, Zhang Qing smiled and said: "That's OK. As long as you admit that you are Chinese, you can do whatever else you want."

Shen Bin didn’t believe it: “Then why did you come to Hong Kong to hold that concert?”

Zhang Qing said sternly: "You can criticize and go shopping, but you can't cause riots. Students are relatively simple and are too easy to be instigated by careerists. I try my best to hope that society can be more harmonious and peaceful. But absolutely We will not interfere with the reports of "Ming Pao" or other newspapers. Although we all know that most of those newspapers are slander without any bottom line and reason. But I believe that "Ming Pao" will not. As long as it reports truthfully, it will only promote As society progresses, it will hurt even if it exposes scars.

I have always believed in a saying: If a family has a son, the family will not be destroyed. If the country has enemies, the country will not be destroyed. This is both my commitment to "Ming Pao" and my expectation for "Ming Pao"."

After hearing this, Shen Bin's expression softened greatly. After looking at Zhong Qu, who smiled with satisfaction and nodded, he looked at Zhang Qing doubtfully and said, "Really? I want to report what I said, so don't deny it."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "You can sign or press your fingerprints. Uncle Jiu, you can add another sentence. I think the three principles of neutrality, impartiality, and seeking truth from facts are the soul of the newspaper industry. Without these three principles, newspapers will be nothing." A piece of waste paper. "Ming Pao" will always be based on the three principles and will not waver."

When Shen Bin heard this, his expression changed slightly. Neutrality and impartiality are the principles that "Ming Pao" has always adhered to, but seeking truth from facts...

These four words are so inland.

Unfortunately, I can't say it's wrong.

Seeing that he was a little unsure, Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Uncle Jiu, don't look at things through colored glasses, let alone prejudgment. This is not neutral, and it is even harder to be fair. Is it wrong to seek truth from facts? "

Shen Bin sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

Zhong Qu comforted his old friend and said: "What Qing Zai means is that when reporting news, we should try our best to ensure the authenticity and provide some evidence..."

Shen Bin said with a smile: "News must be real-time. We are not Sir, where can we find evidence?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "So, you can report on phenomena, but you don't have to rush to conclusions, because it is too imprecise. Look at those messy newspapers like "Oriental Daily" and "Apple Daily". They report this today, that tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. It’s the same thing. I just write whatever I want to shock people’s eyes, and I don’t care about contradictions. This kind of shameless practice that only cares about sales must not appear in Ming Pao.”

Shen Bin looked at Zhang Qing, then looked at Zhong Qu and smiled bitterly: "Zhong Sheng, didn't you say that Qing Zai is a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade?"

Zhong Qu laughed and said: "In his words, he is a low-key person and a high-profile work, without contradiction or contradiction!" He also said to Zhang Qing: ""Ming Pao" also needs to eat. Since you require to abide by the three major principles of running a newspaper, then Write more good stories, the more exciting they will be, the higher the sales will be, and the more confidence you will have to stick to your principles."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Zhong Sheng, don't worry, I will do it."

The three of them were casually chatting about Zhang Qing's new book. As the conversation got underway, they suddenly saw a middle-aged man come in with a few newspapers in his hand. He said with an ugly face: "Zhong Sheng, editor-in-chief, something happened. Mr. Zhang... Hu Sheng and his son reported the matter, and reported that Mr. Zhang’s books and music were ghostwritten by people from the mainland in order to deceive young people in Hong Kong. Even the girl in the music video was It is said that she came here to be a social butterfly, so she invites people to sleep with her every day..."

While talking, he observed Zhang Qing's expression. What surprised him was that Zhang Qing was actually very calm...

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