1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 36: A World Where Only Ghosts Get Hurt

Jennifer, who has caused a sensation in the city, is actually a character in a movie?

The tabloid reporters who fanned the flames were originally very happy today because they received a message from their contributors early in the morning asking them to meet at the hotel.

A group of people gathered in the hotel room with great interest, waiting to take back some first-hand news.

As a result, the young man in his twenties put his hands together and said to them:
"I'm sorry for deceiving everyone. I grew up in a family that lacked love and care. I planned this incident to get more attention. I have now realized my mistake and will turn myself in to the police station later. Everything is my own fault. I express my sincere apologies to everyone again. I was wrong!"

After hearing what he said, all the reporters looked more uncomfortable than if they had eaten shit.

You are wrong, so what should we do?
At the beginning, in order to compete for newspaper sales, they used pictures and texts and used all means to hype the whole thing up.

Now that a basin of cold water has been poured over my head, after I calm down, I have to consider another realistic problem.

The Jennifer incident has become social news, how should it end next?

Apologize to the readers like this young man in the housing estate?
I'm afraid it's not that simple.

The news is now known throughout the city. If the enthusiastic readers who have been following the whole incident and even called to inquire about the progress knew that they were being tricked, they would definitely blow the roof off the newspaper office.

It was you who spoke so confidently before, even with a bunch of illustrations, and now you are also the one telling me that this is fake news. Are you making fun of your readers?

It would be better for your newspaper to hire a few more people to guard the night.

Otherwise, be careful that well-meaning people may throw paint, feces, or kerosene on you in the middle of the night.

The audiences in later generations used "unfollowing", "blocking" and "reporting" to punish the unscrupulous media that hurt their feelings, but this is not as good as the readers today.

“In fact, this problem is very simple to solve.”

Chen Jiale had a simple smile on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of all the reporters in the room were focused on him.

"As far as I know, this movie will be released in Hong Kong soon. You can...hiss, what did Yuan teach me?"

Chen Jiale was halfway through his speech when he mumbled and scratched his head, then gave the reporters an apologetic smile: "Wait a moment~"

He blatantly pulled a tape recorder from his pocket.

After pressing the play button, Zhai Yuan's persuasive voice was immediately heard.

"Just tell those reporters that when conflicts arise, the most important thing to consider is not how to resolve them, but how to shift the conflicts to other people and divert public attention."

Snap! Chen Jiale pressed the pause button and repeated what he had just said to the reporters.

Then press the play button again.

"Tell them that Jennifer's movie will be released in Hong Kong soon, and everything is a social experiment conducted by the film company. They are also victims of deception."

Chen Jiale pressed pause, repeated it once, and then played the recording again.

"Besides that, you have to teach these reporters how to write articles. Simply explaining the whole story is of course not enough. The American film company alone cannot shoulder all the blame, so we need a bigger target for criticism. Have you heard of the story about Japanese people flushing the toilet seven times?"

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. What I want to express is that the United States is willing to make such a movie to protect the safety interests of women, and also conduct social experiments to draw more people's attention to women's safety issues."

"On the other hand, what are our foreign senior officials doing? They are scheming against each other, fighting for power, lining their own pockets, and paying absolutely no attention to people's livelihood. Shouldn't they reflect on themselves?"

"The last step, the most important one, is to intensify the conflicts among readers and disperse their cohesion."

"How to do it? Very simple! Ask the reporters to add a line when writing the article. All readers who enthusiastically call the newspaper to pay attention to this matter will be given a free movie ticket as a reward for their concern for women's safety. Anything wrong is an enemy of all women." "With this combination of punches, readers got free movie tickets, the newspaper and the film company won some praise, and the only ones who were scolded were those Hong Kong government officials. But it doesn't matter, they deserved to be scolded~"

Snap! The tape stops abruptly here.

Chen Jiale was too lazy to even repeat himself.

Seeing a group of reporters looking at him with their mouths open, he smiled embarrassedly.

"I don't know who put this tape in my recorder. I heard from a lawyer in the Walled City that audio recordings cannot provide the original carrier and cannot be used as independent evidence to determine the facts of the case. He told me to give you this tape, but I always feel that it is unsafe. You are all intellectuals with pens, so I guess you don't need to listen to what was said a second time. I put the tape away. What do you think of the suggestions in it?"

……

Zhai Yuan was not at all worried that the reporters would turn the tables or not follow the route he had planned.

They divide their readers, and Zhai Yuan divides them.

Find a few leading reporters and promise to give them a sum of money afterwards. As long as you convince one of them, the rest will have no choice but to do it.

Otherwise, you will be a running dog of the Hong Kong government and a public enemy of women, which is much more serious than deceiving readers.

"How powerful is that, Brother Yuan."

Zhai Yuan nudged Liang Zhichao with his shoulder and asked proudly.

"Great, great." Liang Zhichao fiddled with a camera in his hand, answering absentmindedly.

Zhai Yuan suddenly felt bored: "Forget it, you should get familiar with this camera so that you can use it when the time comes."

"Brother Yuan, my cousin only got 5,000 yuan for going to court. What you asked me to do is much more complicated than what he did."

Liang Zhichao raised his head and said a little shyly.

"Brother Chao, I treat you as a brother, but you are so clear with me?"

Zhai Yuan frowned, feeling distressed: "Brother Jiale is an employee, he gets paid. But you are different. You will be a shareholder of our video hall in the future and get dividends every month. How can you care about such a small profit? Now our business has not even started, and you care about it like this. You don't even treat me as your own. I am so disappointed!"

"That was not what I meant!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhichao waved his hands repeatedly and his face turned red.

He grunted for a long time before he said with a guilty look: "I just said the wrong thing, Brother Yuan, don't be angry."

Zhai Yuan shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, you are my good brother after all, go and do your work first."

"Okay! Brother Yuan, you can trust me. I will never let you down!"

Liang Zhichao looked at him gratefully, put the camera hanging around his neck into his clothes, and left quickly.

Zhai Yuan looked at his back and let out a breath.

Hey, I saved another penny.

One of the boss’s rules: If you can feed your employees with bread, you must never give them money!
"It's time to take care of the last step."

Zhai Yuan pinched the videotape he was carrying and walked towards Xiaoguang Street in Xiumaoping.

Target, Jin Mau Ping Cinema!

(End of this chapter)