"Bang bang"

Su Xing gently knocked on the home of Li Shan, deputy editor-in-chief of China Youth Daily. He was carrying four bottles of Moutai and two Chinese cigarettes in his hand.

Although it was a bit painful, Su Xing still made a reservation at twice the amount of gifts from Su Cheng. His mother Wang Lizhen was very supportive and said, "I would rather vacate my family than fight Su Cheng's arrogance." She also took out all the tobacco and alcohol left to Su Dongyuan.

If it weren't for this, Su Xing's salary would not be able to afford such a gift. He estimated that by the time he met important people from the important media, his father Su Dongyuan's tobacco and alcohol would be almost exhausted.

Li Shan opened the door with a "huh" and asked through the mesh door: "Who are you looking for?"

This is a thin man of medium figure, with slender eyes and thin eyelids, looking a little arrogant and cold. He was wearing a mortar coat, the sweater inside was messy, and a light blue cotton thread came out of his neck.

Su Xing lived for twenty years and had never asked anyone for anything. At this time, he whispered unconsciously, saying, "It's Editor-in-Chief Li, my name is Su Xing, and I'm also from Peking University. I'm here to visit you."

He listened to his tone, as if he was visiting retired workers. This was a matter of personal experience. Before traveling through time, Su Cheng interviewed dozens of companies. Under the oppression of life, he developed superman's face and courage. When traveling through time to the 1980s, he also trained himself step by step. He worked as a worker, had been an administration, became a boss, and played politics. He did more things than many people do in his lifetime. However, Su Xing survived and grew up under the nourishment of his parents. It was the first time he did the gifts late at night. He accidentally said the wrong thing.

Li Shan looked at Su Xing with his slender eyes, and after a while, he pushed open the screen window door and said, "Come in. There are many people in the family."

His tone was normal, mainly because he didn't want the neighbors to hear the sound of their speech in the corridor, so he put Su Xing in. Li Shan lived in a simple building built by the newspaper, four floors high. On one side was a railing corridor, and on the other side were a small window for houses and lighting. Not only were the thin walls in the room, but the windows in front of the door were sound-permeable.

Su Xing carefully placed the cigarettes and wine by the door, next to the dark red TV cabinet, and then slowly stood up.

This is a two-bedroom, one-living or three-bedroom, one-living house. The living room is not small, covered with plastic floor leather, showing the wealth of the family. There is a group of black artificial leather sofas opposite the wall, and behind it is a photo wall, densely covered with twenty or thirty black and white photos and a few color photos. In front of it is a coffee table with glass plates pressed against a white embroidered tablecloth. There is a black single sofa on both sides.

A woman in her 40s sat on the couch, probably Li Shan's wife, who was focused on watching "Morning in Shanghai" on TV. The sound was very small. Two children were sitting cross-legged on a single bed facing the door, looking at the first and second grades of the lunar calendar. She also focused on watching TV, turning a blind eye to Su Xing's arrival.

Li Shan also didn't take Su Xing seriously, and said "sitting", so he sat back on the rattan chair by himself, then lit a cigarette, and handed Su Xing another cigarette.

Su Xing sat on the chair next to the coffee table, with a sewing machine on his feet behind him. He said, "I don't know." Li Shan naturally put it down, no longer trying to give in, and asked, "Which year did you graduate?"

"87th class." Su Xing said loudly.

"The voice is a little bit smaller, the boss is tutoring in the inner room." Li Shan ate a cigarette butt under his wife's stern gaze, and smiled and said, "It's only been two years since I graduated."

"Yes. It's been more than two years since graduation." Despite the explanation from his mother Wang Lizhen, Su Xing still felt a strong sense of shame. Once upon a time he had to speak in a low voice? He had never been so passive when he was in school or work, and even gave gifts to the older girl in the sedan chair. Only when he thought that Su Cheng had such an experience, he felt better.

In fact, Su Cheng reported his identity when he met and asked for information in advance. If he knew that it was hard to talk to, he would also invite an alumni as an introduction. He is a student of the Chinese department. In terms of personal social resources, he is much richer than Su Xing, second only to Su Dongyuan. The treatment he received is completely different from that of him.

After all, Su Xing's identity was only Su Dongyuan's son. If it were 20 years later, Secretary Xu might have taken the initiative to help, but in the 1980s, he could only fight alone.

Li Shan regarded Su Xing as a young man from his unit or subordinate unit, and said nothing. Li Shan's wife looked at him from time to time, urging him to leave. Perhaps because of the four bottles of wine and the two cigarettes that were emerging, she did not speak out.

This was actually another small mistake by Su Xing. He was afraid that people would see the gifts, so he wrapped the gifts tightly, and the noble bodies of Chinese cigarettes and Maotai wine could not be revealed at all. If Mrs. Li had not had experience, she would not even be able to see whether it was wine or fruit inside.

Su Xing really wanted to leave in anger, shook his body, and simply said, "Editor General Li, I heard that Dahua Industrial held a press conference? I came today for this."

"We are going to send senior reporters to that press conference, and the person has been decided." Li Shan patted his head and thought: "Did you transfer this year? I am a memory, which sub-publication are you in?"

There are several sub-issues under China Youth Daily, including many heavyweight national newspapers, including the Youth Reference newspaper, which once published basic reports for the fifth elementary school. Li Shan is the deputy editor-in-chief of this magazine. Because he doesn't remember Su Xing, he thought he was a young man who was newly transferred from the following sub-issues.

When Su Xing heard from him that the senior reporters thought that China Youth Daily would focus on reporting on the press conference of Dahua Industrial, he said unhappily: "I am not your reporter, I am from the Central Propaganda Department."

"Central Propaganda Department?" Li Shan straightened his waist a little.

Su Xing observed his subtle movements and felt better, and then explained: "I am not representing the Central Propaganda Department. I am here as a personal person. I want to invite China Youth Daily not to attend the press conference of Dahua Industrial."

"Your personal identity?" Li Shan thought: What is your identity? His waist collapsed again, leaned against the sofa, and asked: "Why don't you attend this press conference."

Su Xing heard his implicit voice, but he did not have the courage to say "My dad is Su Dongyuan", so he could only say tactfully: "This press conference is a trap. If you don't believe it, you can ask Secretary Su."

"Which Secretary Su?"

"Secretary Su Dongyuan."

Li Shan thought for a while before he realized who Su Dongyuan was. He was surprised and said without revealing the truth on the surface: "Is this what Secretary Su meant?"

"That's right."

Li Shan fell into thinking. He was a college student in the late 1960s. He went through the movement but did not die. He became the deputy editor-in-chief of the Central Government Newspaper. He considered things more than just the leaders' opinions. There are only a handful of media newspapers in the country, but there are more leaders at the ministerial level than tabloids. If a senior leader greeted him, Li Shan would obey the imperial edict. He would not be able to do this position.

Once the newspaper is published, the contents in it cannot be changed. Therefore, grasping politics is the most important thing for media at his level to consider. The second is the supervisor. As for Li Shan’s experience, if the order is wrong, even if it is beneficial for a moment, it will suffer a great loss in the long run. As for leaders like Su Dongyuan, they do need respect, but they cannot follow the rules, especially when there is not even a note.

Li Shanyu smiled, pushed his wife, told her to "make tea", and then said: "Secretary Su means that this press conference is a trap?"

"The content of the press conference is false, I hope you will not report it." Su Xing finally regained some confidence and said word by word.

Li Shan said "Oh" and continued to ask: "In my impression, there are four parts of Dahua Industrial's report. One is to report the situation of the Setan Oilfield they developed in the UAE, the other is to develop and produce the offshore drilling platform of Dahua Industrial, the third is to the situation of China's first International Petroleum Fair, and the fourth is to the future investment of Dahua Industrial. What is Secretary Su's meaning wrong? Will not report it."

"Why do you have so many questions? Isn't it over if you don't report it?" Su Xing got the tea and picked it up. He was dissatisfied with his words and said, "Did you accept Su Cheng's gift? So you talk to him?"

"It's unfair." Li Shan somehow remembered the young generals of the sports era. He glanced at the gifts given by Su Xing and smiled bitterly: "In the four points I just said, whether it is the second and fourth items, the first and third items, that is, the Setan Oilfield developed by China in the UAE, and the first International Petroleum Fair in China, are the key points of reporting designated by the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League. If it is not reported, there must be a reason."

Su Xing himself works in the Central Propaganda Department. He knew such rules and was stunned. If the key reporting projects arranged by the News Department or the News Department are not strong enough, they will be held accountable. Otherwise, how can the role of leadership and publicity guidance be reflected?

However, this didn't help him. Su Xing thought about it and said, "You just don't report this time, just report next time. This time, you can say that the layout cannot be placed."

Li Shan asked, "Are these two items OK?"

"no problem."

"Since it's okay, let us report it. Otherwise, let the superiors know that we didn't even go to the press conference, and we would definitely say that we were not doing our job properly. Besides, the Dahua Industrial Press Conference has been arranged and the pages are left. I suddenly said that I would not report it. The editor-in-chief and deputy editor-in-chief will also ask me. I will not explain it when I am investigated." Li Shan's true nature said, and said something that made Su Xing stunned: "Actually, what part can't be reported in detail? Please write a note, and we will definitely not report it randomly."

Su Xing now knows what his father means. These "key newspapers" do listen to hello, but they are different from other newspapers' ways of listening to hello. How dare those ordinary newspapers ask for notes before being obedient?

He had no choice but to take out the notes written by Su Dongyuan and handed them to Li Shan. Su Dongyuan had known that these big reports were difficult to deal with, so he prepared the notes for him.

Li Shan unceremoniously expanded his mind and wrote a row of words in a strong and powerful fountain pen: Please arrange the report on October 23rd as appropriate. Su Dongyuan.

This statement is beyond words, and it is also very clear. October 23rd is the time for Dahua Industrial to hold a press conference. However, only after Su Xing's explanation can we understand whether he agrees or opposes, and how much he agrees or opposes.

Li Shan carefully put away the notes, smiled, and said, "Okay. In this case, we will only attend the press conference on the 23rd to report those two items."

"Actually, it's best not to go."

"Secretary Su said that he would arrange the report on No. 23 as appropriate, and it would be better not to go." Li Shan showed his cunning again.

"Then thank you, Editor-in-Chief Li." Su Xing was powerless for a while and reminded him: "At most, this item will be reported."

"Okay. At this press conference, only these two items will be reported at most."

Su Xing left the Li family, feeling exhausted, and was carrying four bottles of Moutai and two cigarettes in his hand. No matter what, Li Shan refused to accept the gift. He blushed in it and was unwilling to lose face, so he simply took it out.

Thinking of visiting nearly ten such families, Su Xing felt even weaker and couldn't help but wonder: How did Su Cheng do it? By the way, he added something that other people's newspapers wanted to report in the press conference, and the gift was just included.

Thinking of his father Su Dongyuan's comments and comparisons, Su Xing felt it was even more unfair and thought to himself: I want to stop the report, it is much more difficult than Su Cheng.

He stood for a while and felt his body was cold before he was about to move forward. There was a "click" sound of the door opening from behind, followed by the thanks from Li Shan and his wife.

Su Xing listened carefully and knew that they were sending tutoring for tutoring, so he didn't care. He was about to open the way, but suddenly the word "Dong Su" floated into his ears.

After a while, the teacher who was making up for the lesson came over with deep and shallow steps.

Su Xing hid in the dark and waited until the tutor passed by before he slowly followed.

The two were more than ten meters apart, leaving the family compound one after another.

Afterwards, I saw the tutoring teacher standing by the roadside, waiting in a hurry.

Su Xing looked at his watch and it was 9 o'clock in the evening. Could it be that there was still a bus?

Just as I was thinking, a blue "face" stopped in front of the tutor. The door behind the door opened, and a voice came from inside: "Kobayashi ended early today, is it going well?"

"It's the same as before, I'll end it long ago when I came here today. I'll tell you when I go back." The tutor said as he got into the carriage.

"Okay." Another person came out in the carriage and said with a smile: "Xiao Liu, you two college students are the treasures of our public relations department. If it weren't for you two, we wouldn't be able to find anyone to tutor these high school students. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard work, the company pays overtime, and it's also a job."

"Yes, it's also work." This leader was obviously a leader, and he took the opportunity to educate several people in the carriage: "I still remember what Mr. Su said last time he came to our public relations department. Whether it was government relations or media relations, it was done, not said. You just came to the company, and you may not understand it. I tell you, don't underestimate being a tutor. This is the pioneering move of our public relations department. What Chinese people care about the most is their children, and the age of leaders is no exception. You accompany your leaders to drink two hours of wine and say two hours a day. None of them can be used to tutor their children in a week."

Even the tutors are from Sucheng!

This illegitimate son is really a mouse, and he is omnipresent.

Su Xing angrily swung his cigarettes and alcohol, and strode towards the car he borrowed. He sat in the driver's seat and inadvertently remembered what the Chinese said in the dark: Media relations are made, not said.

Thinking of this sentence and looking at the tobacco and alcohol in the passenger seat, Su Xing felt terrible.
Chapter completed!