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Chapter 640 Taken Away!

Forty minutes later, Mingjie arrived at the conference room, chatting and laughing, accompanied by the newspaper driver.

However, after entering the room and glancing at the layout, Mingjie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Why is Secretary Wu here?

And why does Editor-in-Chief Kang look like he's lost his parents?
Then there was another "click," and the newspaper driver (a retired soldier) who had just been calling him "Brother Jie" slowly closed the door, then stood guard at the door with a blank expression.

The conference room felt like a trap, or a carefully orchestrated scheme.

"President Yang, President Bei, President Bi... um... Secretary Wu."

Mingjie first greeted several leaders in the newspaper, and then looked at his editor-in-chief, Kang Zhe.

Kang Zhe gave no signal, like a clay idol crossing a river, barely able to save himself.

Neither the president, Yang Wen, nor the editor-in-chief, Bei Fanyu, spoke; they continued to smoke their cigarettes.

Only Wu Bin, the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, patted a pile of documents on the table and said in a deep tone:
"Comrade Mingjie, based on the conclusive evidence we have gathered, we are verifying your disciplinary and legal violations during your tenure."

"First, during your tenure at the newspaper, you fabricated business trip itineraries and exaggerated accommodation standards, accumulating a total of over 190,000 yuan in false transportation and accommodation expenses. More seriously, you repeatedly reimbursed your family's daily expenses, such as shopping and dining, under the guise of official entertainment, involving an amount of over 70,000 yuan."

"Second, during your tenure overseeing external interviews and reports, you repeatedly used your position to solicit or accept valuable items from the interviewing organizations, including but not limited to high-end cigarettes and alcohol, and accepted overseas trips arranged by several affiliated companies, bringing your family members along, with all related expenses borne by the other party."

"Third, you seriously violated journalistic ethics and confidentiality regulations by repeatedly disclosing sensitive information that the newspaper had not yet made public to irrelevant personnel outside of work settings, causing a negative impact."

"Fourth, it has been verified that you had a long-term improper relationship with Yu, an intern at the newspaper, and exerted inappropriate influence on her during her probationary period, which seriously violated professional ethics and corrupted the atmosphere of the unit."

"Cough cough!"

Secretary Wu Bin paused briefly, coughed twice, and then summarized succinctly:
"The aforementioned actions not only seriously violated the newspaper's rules and regulations, but also constitute criminal offenses such as embezzlement, bribery, and infringement of trade secrets. The relevant chain of evidence is basically complete, and the judicial authorities are on their way."

"no……"

Mingjie was completely stunned.

The reason he was confused was not because his superiors knew about these things.

These are all unspoken "rules" within the newspaper. If I overstated my expenses, then who hasn't?

When I and the interviewing unit extorted money and favors, who among us went out and came back empty-handed?

I mess around with women, but you guys are even worse than me, okay? Everyone in Group Two knows about that married woman.
Using these "customs" to target oneself is clearly an attempt to make trouble out of nothing!

Mingjie wasn't stupid. He immediately realized that he had offended someone. His mind raced through recent events, quickly settling on the product launch that had just concluded that afternoon.

At that moment, the sound of police sirens downstairs grew louder and louder as they approached, like a noose tightening inch by inch.

"Is going back in time right?!"

Mingjie suddenly looked up and shouted hoarsely, "I can apologize! I can write an apology statement for Su Hui right now!"

No one paid any attention to them.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Bi Qiubai sighed.

Mingjie was one of the key personnel I had high hopes for. Although he had many flaws, he was truly talented. His reports, which were ostensibly praising but actually criticizing, thoroughly smeared domestic enterprises.

This superb skill in using euphemisms is highly regarded by some foreign friends.

It's just a pity that this time they offended someone they shouldn't have.

Editor-in-Chief Bei Fanyu coldly stubbed out his cigarette.

This idiot still doesn't understand the crux of the problem. No matter how powerful they are, it's only in Guangdong. Can their influence reach into a public institution like a newspaper?
President Yang Wen simply couldn't be bothered to pay any attention.

An hour earlier, he received a phone call from the capital.

The other party politely inquired, "President Yang, your newspaper's article, 'A Carefully Planned Carnival of Arrogance,' has a very problematic stance. Given the current context of striving to optimize the business environment and encourage the development of the private economy, what signal is this clearly biased commentary sending to the outside world?"

Although the other party did not question him, Yang Wen's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He quickly found the report, and when he saw that surname, he immediately felt his blood pressure rise and his vision blurred.

Our entire newspaper office is under their jurisdiction!

Yang Wen acted decisively, immediately summoning several leaders from the leadership team and quickly making the decision to "sacrifice the pawn to save the king." Of course, the main reason was that Mingjie was indeed corrupt—greedy and lecherous, easily caught red-handed.

Not long after, scattered footsteps were heard outside, and several officers in police uniforms entered and took the limp Mingjie away without saying a word.

Yang Wen and the others weren't worried about Mingjie making baseless accusations. If he were even slightly smart, he would know that offending the entire industry wouldn't do him any good.

And there are some secrets they haven't revealed yet.

If you're greedy, it'll only last a few years at most.

If those secrets were exposed, it would take at least twenty years.

And so, Mingjie, like a grain of sand, was gently "cleared" by the world.

Ultimately, his identity determined this outcome.

If an ordinary person insulted a princess, there might not be much they could do. Even someone as domineering as Yi Baoyu could only shake his head and leave.

But for someone like Mingjie, who's officially employed, if the princess says you're ginseng, you're ginseng; if she says you're a potato, you're a potato.

"Let's talk. What should we do next?"

Yang Wen broke the silence and spoke to several members of the leadership team.

Handing Mingjie over is merely punishment for his own mistakes.

However, as the newspaper and as his leader, they also bear the responsibility of "negligence and mismanagement," and now they need to discuss how to eliminate the problem.

These people were seasoned veterans, and they quickly came up with two "countermeasures".

First, a vigorous rectification campaign should be launched immediately.

In response to the serious disciplinary violations recently exposed by a few individuals, the Party Committee of the organization has deeply reflected on the matter and attached great importance to it.

In order to thoroughly eliminate the negative influence and rebuild the image, we plan to carry out an in-depth disciplinary rectification campaign throughout the organization, striving to effectively enhance the credibility and combat effectiveness of the organization through a "scraping the bone to remove poison" approach.

Second, we will purchase 10,000 Youmi phones.

"Ten thousand units" is what Yang Wen meant.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Bi Qiubai felt it was a bit too much, after all, the unit price was more than 3000 yuan, which would amount to more than 3000 million yuan. Where would the newspaper get so much funding?

"If you don't have it, just send it down to the next level."

Yang Wen stated unequivocally, "Our subordinate units, branches, interviewing companies, and all your relatives and friends, even if it means gritting our teeth and paying out of our own pockets, will all take on these 10,000 units!"

"This is not a specific number, but rather a reflection of our sincerity in apologizing and our attitude of admitting our mistakes."

Yang Wen looked around and asked, "Does anyone have any questions?"

The conference room was silent except for the hum of the air conditioner.

No one objected.

"Then it's decided!"

In front of the team members, Yang Wen took out his mobile phone and dialed the order hotline on the Youmi official website.

After the call connected, a sweet voice from a customer service representative came through the other end: "Hello, this is Youmi customer service number 0527. How can I help you?"

Yang Wen thought to himself that he had ordered 10,000 units, so he was definitely a big customer. So he coughed lightly, displaying a certain air of VIP client humility.

"To support the development of outstanding domestic brands, we have decided, after collective discussion, to purchase 10,000 mobile phones from your company. The company name is CBN (China Business Network), and the address is Shanghai..."

"Excuse me."

Unexpectedly, the Youmi customer service representative interrupted very sincerely: "Thank you for your kindness, newspaper leaders, but we are out of stock of these phones. Pre-orders are now open on our official website. If you still need them, please visit our website."

Yang Wen: Huh?

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