The strongest village official starts with a debt of 500 million

Chapter 157
Hong Chen's claws were completely numb.

How did that happen?

How did things go this way huh?

Shouldn't he be posting an article by himself, refusing Mr. Hong Lin to the ground, and then forgive him graciously, so as to gain a good reputation?

How did it become a self-destruct now?
He sat there blankly when the phone rang suddenly.

"Uncle Three."

A middle-aged man's distraught voice came over: "What did I say yesterday? I told you not to be in the limelight, why didn't you listen?"

Hong Chen felt wronged and said, "Third Uncle, what's the matter with this article? Why did you find such an article for me?"

"Think about it for yourself, how long did it take you to ask me for a thesis! Hey...it's too late to say anything now, and from now on, you are not allowed to reply! Wait for the situation to subside naturally."

"But, uncle..."

"But what is it! Don't toss any more. If you continue to toss, it will be difficult for me to calm down the situation. That's it! Dududu..."

Hong Chen slammed the phone down on the table.

What happened when I graduated?

Chen Yu sat on a bench in the park, happily scrolling through the news.

That's right, both Junior Junior Brother and Young Master Hong Lin are him.

As a senior forum leader, a high-level yin and yang member, and a master-level repeatedly jumping skill owner, he is naturally familiar with wearing a vest.

Since he went to Xingquan Village, he hasn't browsed the forum for a long time, but this time he had a good time.

After posting a few random posts, he made a fuss again, and called Wen Xue.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Xue couldn't wait to grab the phone: "You did it?"

Chen Yu nodded complacently: "Of course it's me."

"Great job! The popularity has exploded in the past few days! Many people in the Tiger News asked me if I knew Hong Chen!"

"Just say you know each other, but if you don't know each other well, it's over."

"You don't need to say, I'm not stupid!" Wen Xue paused and asked, "Call me, is there something wrong?"

"Do you want another big news?"

Wen Xuewengeer: "For example, Mr. Hong Lin's interview?"

"Ruzi can be taught."

"Then when do you think it's appropriate?"

Chen Yu looked up: "I'm in the park outside your newspaper office, it's already noon, do you want to have a meal together, and do the interview by the way?"

"I'll come down right now!"

Before the words finished, Wen Xue hung up the phone.

Chen Yu looked at his phone and scratched his head.

She has such a strong sense of professionalism, and she doesn't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, after this matter is over, I will definitely not have more contact with her.

In less than 15 minutes, Wen Xue in casual clothes walked into the park, and Chen Yu waved to her who was looking around.

Wen Xue walked to Chen Yu's side, and sat down directly, regardless of whether the bench was clean or not: "Mr. Hong Lin is so elegant, looking at the trunk here?"

Chen Yu looked up and couldn't help laughing.

On the morning of December, there are few old people walking their babies in the park. At a glance, there are really only tree trunks...

"As long as you're in a good mood, it doesn't matter what you watch. Let's go. I'll treat you to Sichuan cuisine."

Not long after, the two sat in the box, and Chen Yu handed over a stack of printing paper: "Look, this is the result of my time."

Wen Xue took it, looked at it, and said with emotion: "You can see this kind of commonality? How about you come to do editing work..."

Chen Yu took a sip of tea: "Old Hutou marked it for me himself, I just did some tidying up."

Wen Xue was dumbfounded.

Let the original author mark it himself, of course it will hit the mark.

Shoot an arrow and then draw a target, who can miss it?

"How do you want to use this thing?"

Just as Chen Yu was about to speak, he closed his mouth when he saw the waiter coming in to serve the food.

The waiter walked out of the box, and Chen Yu smiled and said: "You can publish this thing, just say that Mr. Hong Lin has studied Hong Chen's manuscript for a while, and found that there are many problems, such as Chinese translation and so on, continue Build momentum."

"and then?"

"Then?" Chen Yu leaned on the back of the chair: "Then, of course, it is necessary to take the lead and question whether there is any academic fraud in your school!"

Wen Xue was startled, her eyes widened.

Chen Yu is going to draw the bottom line.

If Hong Chen is found to be an academic fraud, and at the same time bears the notoriety of plagiarism, let alone future development, he will not even think about keeping his current job.

But... Wen Xue likes it!

Seeing that Wen Xue's eyes were getting brighter, Chen Yu couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Why don't you ask your colleague to accept this interview? If you post it in your name, you will completely offend Hong Chen to death."

"Don't be afraid!" Wen Xue said viciously: "Even if there is no such thing, he still wants to ruin me. If you have too many debts, you don't have to worry about it. If you have too many lice, you don't feel itchy. What am I afraid of!"

Chen Yu nodded: "Since you have this determination, I won't say anything more, let's eat, you go back and write this manuscript yourself, is it okay?"

"No problem at all!"

Although Hong Chen died down, the enthusiasm for this matter did not drop as Hong's family wished, but became more and more heated.

Because of "Hong Chen"'s ruthless style of writing and his courage to face some things directly, he still has some fans.

When fighting "Mr. Hong Lin", his fans insisted on giving Hong Chen the nickname "Mr. Xingchen" in order to be equal to him.

But when he was almost stone-hammered for cheating in the thesis, Mr. Xingchen became a Mr. Nobody.

Hong Chen's fans couldn't bear this anger, "Protect the best Chenchen" became another hot word on the Internet.

Hong Chen didn't even know how he got home.

The abuse on the Internet is okay, as long as you don't open the Internet, you can naturally treat it as if it doesn't exist.

But the strange eyes of colleagues are different.

No matter how stupid Hong Chen is, he has also worked in the news industry for several years, and he can naturally taste the subtext of his colleagues.

"He plagiarized his graduation thesis, so would he plagiarize himself in his daily work?"

Hong Chen scoffed.

As long as you put those things in front of the young master, I won't even copy them!

Who of you dare to say that there is an old gunman who writes well?

Speaking of this, Hong Chen also developed resentment towards the veteran gunman Hu Xiaolin whose name he had just learned.

Just admit it openly, you plagiarized me, isn't that the end of the matter?
He completely forgot that Hu Xiaolin's article had been published long before his graduation thesis.

He simply turned off his phone, went out to find a nightclub, and stayed high until the early hours of the morning before returning home with a woman with heavy make-up.

The next day, he found that the woman had left and took his cash with him. He couldn't help cursing inwardly, and simply stopped going to the newspaper office. He found another bar that was open in the morning and drank.

In the afternoon, he finally turned on his phone and planned to go to work.

As soon as he turned on his phone, a call came in.

"Why are you turning off the phone! Where is the person?"

Hong Chen was caught off guard by the question: "I'm going to work..."

"Hurry up and watch the news!"

(End of this chapter)