The Magic Trading System

C938 Wages at the End of the Day



C938 Wages at the End of the Day

0"Go! Do it well! I still need to call the chairman and have a good self-examination. " Lee Changang said.     1

    

"Goodbye, Director Li." Feng Xiang said.    

    

Not only did Lee Changang call Feng Shuguang to check on him, but Feng Xiang also quickly left home and went straight to the hotel where Coward Lee and the others were staying.    

    

Feng Xiang drove the car to the hotel and parked it.    

    

He hurried toward the hotel lobby.    

    

However, he couldn't help but be startled when he entered the hall.    

    

He saw that the six farmers he had arranged to live here were all in the lobby on the first floor, surrounded by several media reporters.    

    

From the looks of it, these people were being interviewed by the media.    

    

Feng Xiang was shocked. He thought to himself, no wonder people say that fireproof and anti-theft reporters are here! These reporters were really quick to react!    

    

The moment Haofaang Technology released the video, the reporters found the hotel where Coward Lee and the others were staying and interviewed them.    

    

Feng Xiang quickly hid behind a tall green plant.    

    

However, he heard Coward Lee saying: "I don't know which company he belongs to. That night, he came to my house and talked for a while, then asked me if I wanted to earn some money, and of course I said I was willing, and then told me what he wanted me to do, and he said he would give me 10,000 yuan as compensation for doing it, and he would pay me 2,000 yuan in advance. I bought this for a bag of super organic fertilizer, and the next day, that person brought me a bag of food that I could spray on wheat leaves. I did as I was told, and when I finished spraying, my acre of wheat was all brown. This is what happens in our families. "    

    

After Coward Lee finished, another reporter asked, "Where is the super organic fertilizer you bought?"    

    

The bag of super organic fertilizer is 150 yuan, I'm not willing to throw it away. I plan to wait until the wheat dies and then plant some spring peanuts or something. Coward Lee answered.    

    

"Did the Dafeng Company give you guys money afterwards?" another reporter asked.    

    

"Yes, that person gave me two thousand yuan before he brought us to the provincial capital. As for the other five families, he gave us fifteen hundred yuan each." They wanted us to come over and accuse that Haofang Corporation of harming the farmers, and said that as long as we do as they say, there will be a reward in the future. " Coward Lee answered.    

    

"Then, why are you willing to accept our interviews and sell out your Dafeng Company?" A reporter asked again.    

    

"I don't think we can be heartless! If we help that company to do bad things, we will be punished! "Actually, we had already made our preparations before we came here. At the press conference tomorrow, we will divulge the truth." Coward Lee said.    

    

After finishing the interview, these reporters planned to leave.    

    

Presumably, they had gone back to work on the manuscript.    

    

Feng Xiang took a glance and realized that he knew these reporters. He gritted his teeth and felt that he couldn't let these reporters leave no matter what.    

    

"Reporter Qian, Journalist Wang, please wait!" Feng Xiang stopped a few reporters.    

    

"Oh!" So it's Director Feng, what's the matter? " Reporter Qian, who was stationed at Yuzhou City's press station with Zhou newspaper in the south, raised his eyebrows and said with a cold voice.    

    

This Reporter Qian is the one that the Southern Weekly newspaper reported the negative news about Haofaang Technology and super organic fertilizer.    

    

Reporter Qian felt that if the Dafeng Company's marketing director hadn't deceived him, he wouldn't have written such an article and made such a mistake.    

    

Therefore, he didn't have a good impression of Feng Xiang.    

    

"Reporter Qian, let's talk, let's talk. How about we go to the coffee shop on the second floor and have a seat?" Feng Xiang said as he wiped his forehead.    

    

"No, we have to go back and write a script." Reporter Qian said.    

    

"About that, our Dafeng Company has a little meaning, we have to express it to the teachers, so it's not that urgent to write a script, right? Let's go up and sit together for a while. " Feng Xiang said with a smile.    

    

He was about to tell the reporters that Da Feng was going to give them a big red packet.    

    

Bribing reporters to make them show mercy was a method used by ordinary corporate PR reporters. Generally speaking, as long as the interviewer was pampered, there was a high chance of suppressing the negative news.    

    

Nowadays, with the development of the times, the traditional media practitioners' treatment was getting worse and worse. These reporters were actually a little bit worried.    

    

After all, with the decline of the traditional media, the benefits were not good. The work of a reporter was not good, at least it was not as glorious and beautiful as it was before.    

    

Therefore, hearing Feng Xiang's words, the reporters were a little tempted.    

    

"Director Feng, this matter, even if you want to, you can't suppress it. Your public relations method has already come too late, so I think we should just forget about it." Reporter Qian hesitated for a moment and said.    

    

Reporter Qian wanted to show off, but he knew that it wasn't easy to do so!    

    

Since the media era, Weibo Weibo was so popular that even a random microblog could reverse public opinion!    

    

Furthermore, the video that Haofaang Technology's Zheng Hao posted had gone crazy on the internet. Everyone was talking about and paying attention to this matter.    

    

Even if he did not write about the negative side of Dafeng Company, he could not suppress this matter!    

    

If he asked for Da Feng's money but couldn't help them, what would happen if Da Feng bit him again?    

    

Reporter Qian couldn't not be more careful.    

    

"That's right, Director Feng. It's not that we don't want to help, it's just that if you want to cover it up now, you can't. Even if we don't report on this, other media will come over to report on this matter!" The local reporter from Blue River Daily laughed.    

    

"Journalist Wang, we are not begging you not to report. We are hoping that you can be merciful when writing an essay, alright?" Let's go, let's go! Let's go have a cup of coffee and have an exchange. Our Dafeng Company loves to make friends too! " Feng Xiang tried his best to win over a few reporters.    

    

"Alright, then we'll be troubling Director Feng." Reporter Qian also said, "However, we can't stay here for too long. We can't stay here for more than 10 minutes."    

    

"Good, good!" "It's enough to let our company express its feelings, we won't hold you teachers back for too long." Feng Xiang said.    

    

With this, Feng Xiang pulled the reporters to the coffee shop on the second floor of the five-star hotel.    

    

In the cafe, Feng Xiang was begging the reporters to write their articles, and if they were leaning slightly towards him, it would be best if they could let the readers read the article to a lesser degree and not hate Dafeng Company.    

    

"Director Feng, we will try our best to fulfill your request. Don't worry, we've known each other for a long time. I'll help you guys with the article." Reporter Qian said.    

    


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