Chapter 230 The romantic history of Han Feng

Chapter 230 The romantic history of Korean style

At 3:30 a.m. on this day, the printing factory of Yanjing Entertainment News discharged dozens of large trucks and continuously rushed overtime to transport today's newspapers to the trucks.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Spending so much money on you is not for you to enjoy! Hurry up and put it in quickly! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Liang Jinyong, the new deputy editor-in-chief of Yanjing Entertainment News, directed the employees who were moving goods. My face is full of anxiety. You know, today's news is explosive, and I believe it will definitely cause a sensation in the whole China.

And it was because of this report that the editor-in-chief promoted himself to deputy editor-in-chief. Everything is ready. Now he only owes the east wind of transportation to the sales point. He dares not neglect. Although he hasn't slept all day, he doesn't feel tired at all. Compared with promotion, nothing is a problem.

He finally became a mother-in-law, and he can finally raise his eyebrows! It's so cool to be the deputy editor-in-chief! Because of his identity, he can dictate to the workers and curse at those who don't like him. In the newspaper, no one will laugh at him when they see him, and no one dares to disrespect him. This is the change brought about by power.

It turns out that being a deputy editor-in-chief is so wonderful!

The workers listened to the scolding of the new deputy editor-in-chief. Although the boss was unhappy, they did not dare to refute it at all, because Liang Jinyong only needed one sentence to let him go. This is life. Whoever has the power and money is the king. The world is such a reality.

Under the command of Liang Jinyong**, soon, more than 200,000 newspapers were finally loaded into the car, and then more than a dozen large trucks drove to various places in Yanjing City. Liang Jinyong never felt that these trucks were so cute, which made him so excited.

These trucks seemed to be full of his hope and drove to different places, which made Liang Jinyong, the deputy editor-in-chief, yearn for it.

At 5:30 a.m., on the streets of Yanjing City, there were office workers or people walking around in the morning. All of them found a strange phenomenon, that is, the newsstand next to the street was actually surrounded by people. An old man who walked curiously walked to the newsstand and heard a noise.

"Boss! Give me a Yanjing Entertainment Newspaper.

"I want one, and I also want one."

"Don't worry, don't worry, there are all of them, one by one." The boss of the newsstand said excitedly.

The old man walked into the crowd, touched the last man standing and asked, "Brother, what are you doing? Was the United States blown up? Or did there be another tsunami in Japan?

The man turned around and said excitedly to the old man, "Sir, you are so humorous. We are going to buy the Yanjing Entertainment Newspaper. The United States is bombed. How can the Japanese tsunami appear in the Entertainment Newspaper?"

"What is that? It's not the gossip of some stars, is it?" When the old man said this, a trace of contempt appeared on his face, "You young people, really, you don't pay attention to national affairs, but come to pay attention to the entertainment gossip of these stars."

"There is a generation gap with you, uncle. Go to exercise quickly. Don't block me from buying newspapers." After saying that, the man wanted to turn around, but was pulled by the old man.

The old man asked the man, "What kind of news is it?"

The man was completely defeated by this old man, and he could only say, "Do you know Han Feng? You definitely don't know."

"Han Feng?" The old man recalled it for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Do you mean the second male No. Han Feng in the movie "Love"?"

"Yes, yes, yes! How do you know him?" The man asked excitedly.

"Hi! What's the matter? I went to the cinema with my wife to watch this movie a few days ago. It's so beautiful. My wife couldn't stop crying!" The old man said with his eyes full of light.

"What's wrong with him? Is there any gossip again?"

"I just heard from the boss of the newsstand that Han Feng actually had an affair with five women." The man's eyes were shining when he said this. It was as if the wolf had seen a sheep.

"What? Is Han Feng having an affair with five women?

"Wh! Uncle, you are a little moral, okay? I dominate this position, first come, first come, first come first!" The man squeezed into the crowd and said loudly.

"The top-secret information, the emotional entanglement between Han Feng and five women. Absolutely true!"

According to this newspaper, after many interviews and inquiries, the author finally found that Han Feng, the second male in the movie Love, actually had an ambiguous relationship with five women at the same time. Next, let the author lead everyone into the love history of Han Feng.

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In the flow of people going to work this morning, this strange scene can be seen everywhere. Almost all people hold a newspaper in their hands, and almost all of them walk with their heads down and reading the newspaper attentively.

Some women who walked together chattered and said, "Wow! No way? No way!? This is not true! This is definitely not true! How could Han Feng have an affair with five women? How is that possible? I don't believe it!"

"Xiaoqing, the so-called no wind, no waves, Han Feng was definitely discovered that he was raped with those foxers, so it was reported."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I don't believe it! Han Feng is so perfect!" Xiaoqing said with an obsessive face.

"Hey! I also hope this is fake, but, look, this newspaper is written with rigid eyes. Even if you make up stories, it is impossible to make up such ups and downs. This is mostly true! Hey! I didn't expect Han Feng to be such a person! It's a waste for me to be infatuated with him for so long! What a scum! Scum!"

In the editor-in-chief's office of Yanjing Entertainment Newspaper, Liang Jinyong sat in a chair in front of the editor-in-chief Wang Kai, holding a cigarette given by the editor-in-chief in his hand.

"Xiao Liang!" Editor-in-chief Wang Kai took a sip of a cigarette and looked at Liang Jinyong and said, "The more than 200,000 newspapers we published today are now sold out!" Hahahaha!"

Liang Jinyong's eyes are full of stars, and he is so excited that he doesn't know that he should take over the editor-in-chief's words like this. This is a historic circulation!

You should know that since the establishment of the entertainment newspaper, the highest circulation has been only 10,000 copies. Now it has completed a month's circulation ahead of schedule, and this credit is all the credit of Liang Jinyong alone. How can he not be happy and not excited?

"Little Liang! It's really yours!" Wang Kai extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, then stood up from the boss's chair and said with bright eyes, "Do you have any news about Han Feng? In the past few days, we will continue to report on the emotional history of Han Feng.

After listening to the editor-in-chief's words, Liang Jinyong secretly shouted in his heart that he was lucky. Fortunately, he had been a reporter for a long time and knew the truth of the three caves of cunning rabbits. He deliberately left a few hands when he wrote Han Feng's emotional news yesterday, in order to continue to make efforts in the future and continue to introduce Han Feng's romantic style. Shi, so that his position as deputy editor-in-chief can be more stable.

There is still a lot of history of Han Feng in his hand. Even if the editor-in-chief Wang Kai doesn't tell him, he is ready to use it as a news theme in the next few days.

"The editor-in-chief can rest assured that the materials in my hand can still be written for a few days. I also made it clear in today's news that Han Feng's emotional history is more than that. I ask readers to continue to pay attention to tomorrow's news report." Liang Jinyong said confidently.

"Great! Great! Xiao Liang! You are such a talent! It seems that I'm really right when I promoted you to deputy editor-in-chief!" Wang Kai said happily, holding Liang Jinyong's hand.