My Terrible Life in Those Years

When I saw that this Panpan was the same as that Panpan, I roughly knew what was going to happen today.

That special column yesterday was written by her.

Moreover, this column is named after her.

I always thought that someone who could write a column under their own name in a newspaper must be an elderly person with white hair, wearing glasses for decades with lenses a foot and a half thick, possessing a profound knowledge system and a solid journalistic style!

As for gender, that doesn't matter!

But I never imagined that a provincial-level official media outlet, a top reporter who could write his own column, would be the same person who chatted nonsense and bragged with us in the hospital.

What I didn't expect was that this guy actually went to the construction site again and took advantage of me, which really gave me a headache!

Okay, I've completely overturned my perception of this industry!

You think you can outsmart me? Fine, miss. But if you ever fall into my hands, I'll make sure you know how powerful I am!

I thought to myself with a wicked sense of humor!

Aunt Shu has already spoken, explaining the cause and effect of the incident.

Then, they raised today's Huacheng Daily newspaper and showed it to everyone present.

"In the past two days, because of reporter Hong Panpan's report, all sorts of speculations and rumors have arisen about Huihuang Company. People think that our company is also the kind of company that only cares about projects and not about the lives of workers, the kind of company that dumps work on outsourcing companies, only cares about profits and not human lives, and even the kind of company that might shift the blame to temporary workers and shirk responsibility..."

As she said this, her watery eyes looked straight at me.

I felt a surge of contempt in my heart. Why didn't you say any of this yesterday? You didn't say a word?

At that moment, Zhou Tong, who was sitting next to me and in charge of taking notes, handed me a newspaper.

The above still contains a few photos and a few lines of text.

The first picture shows me persuading the workers, with only a few words below: Temporary worker persuading migrant worker!

Goodness, Hong Panpan really saved time and effort. With just one picture and a few explanatory words, she depicted the second half of the whole thing in the form of a comic strip.

The second picture is a photo of us at the hospital.

Uncle Qingguo lay calmly on the hospital bed as he received bandages. Nurse Ma Li was applying ointment to his wounds, and I stood beside him, carefully examining Uncle Qingguo's wound as if it were my own father.

I noticed today's headline: After a migrant worker in Huacheng was injured on the job!

I noticed it too; there's a number next to the column with a "2" on it!

Zhou Tong kindly handed me a newspaper from yesterday. It was then that I noticed a number on yesterday's newspaper: a "1"!

Yesterday, everyone was confused by this news article and didn't notice the significance of the number on the side.

I suddenly realized, damn it, yesterday's content was probably part one, and today's is part two.

But back then, who would have noticed this little detail?

"Other media outlets have also claimed that our company engaged in malicious advertorial promotion, using this method to generate buzz before our IPO. Given the seriousness of this matter, we have specially invited Ms. Hong Panpan, a special reporter from the Panpan column of Huacheng Daily, to the scene to explain the situation!"

After saying this, she handed the microphone to Hong Panpan.

At this moment, Hong Panpan couldn't help but glance at me.

His eyes seemed to say, "How about that? I told you I'd clear your name, didn't I?"

My eyes held a complex mix of emotions, tinged with a sharp edge: "Suppressing what kind of rebellion? I was originally a meritorious contributor!"

Hong Panpan opened her eyes wide, grabbed the microphone forcefully, and did the same thing as yesterday.

My testicles immediately tightened, and it hurt!

She was satisfied only after she saw my expression change.

"I think anyone who's not new to this industry should be familiar with me, right? I'm Hong Panpan, the one who only values ​​facts and reason, and doesn't care about money or power!"

The laughter and applause below demonstrated this young lady's status and fame in the industry.

For an ordinary junior reporter, let alone opening a column in such a prestigious national media outlet, even publishing a short article would be extremely difficult!

I started to get curious about this girl!

"I never expected that this serialized column would have such a big negative impact on Brilliant Company."

So, just yesterday, after I obtained the materials that had been published for three consecutive days, I took the initiative to contact Mr. Shu late at night to discuss and confirm that we would hold this press conference today.

Thankfully, our other media friends are night owls too! After receiving the notification late at night, they were all there more than I expected!

The audience laughed again!

No wonder Aunt Shu only called me around 1 or 2 a.m.!

"I've come to this press conference today specifically to explain the details."

"Firstly, I didn't know Brilliant Company before, and we weren't familiar with each other. My colleagues know that I don't lie in public affairs, and I have never lied!"

The people in the audience nodded in agreement. Goodness, this woman has such a high level of credibility?

I suddenly thought of a question: Would she lie in private?

For example, what she said yesterday about my capital? Was it true or false?

She looked at me again, and I asked her with my eyes: Capital?

She gestured with her eyes: Really!

Okay, I'm relieved now.

"Secondly, as my friends know, I used to write columns on one theme per article, one thing per day. But this time, I want to change my writing style and try a serialized format."

So, yesterday's newspaper actually had a "1" written on it; I wonder if anyone noticed?

A chorus of "Oh!"s erupted!

"So, this is the second article in this column. Of course, there will be a third one tomorrow!"

She looked at me again, her eyes saying, "How about I give you a quick kill?"

I didn't mince words: "Do you have any money?"

She raised an eyebrow: "I don't have any, but your bosses do!"

I gestured: Okay, let's fight!

I guess this is compensation for the scratches I got yesterday.

"Third, let's take this opportunity to clarify this matter."

From my perspective as an observer, Huihuang Company's handling of this incident was extremely appropriate and timely. Furthermore, I witnessed every detail of the colleagues' actions on site, and even recorded the conversation without their knowledge, guaranteeing its complete accuracy!

I swallowed hard. That flashing thing... it was the legendary voice recorder?

At that moment, I broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, I didn't talk nonsense in the hospital that day, otherwise, I would have been in big trouble!

Damn, was yesterday's conversation recorded?

What's with all this talk about capital, exoneration, and stuff?

I looked at her and asked: You didn't record anything yesterday, did you?

She blinked: Guess!

I……

I bet you're a damn bastard!

"Next, we'll have a question and answer session!"

Aunt Shu moved the microphone with a relaxed expression.

The hands of everyone in the audience were raised!