Chapter 7, Standing up for Justice

Zhang Hehuan believes that his reputation at the newspaper has reached its peak. In fact, in the eyes of most people in the organization, he is seen as a tough and tenacious individual. Having such a persona brings numerous advantages; even a small intern journalist finds it much easier to get things done, especially in a place crowded with intellectuals. Gentlemen speak rather than act, and ultimately, it is still the case that many scholars are rather timid.

The greatest benefit of working at the grassroots level is that there is no need to worry about accommodation, as it is provided by the Li Miao Town Broadcasting Station

Puff

Originally, Zhang Hehuan was concerned about the poor accommodation conditions in the town, but upon seeing the room, it appeared to be cleaner and tidier than the express hotel he stayed at in the county, and the key point was that it was free of charge

A beautiful middle-aged woman came out to greet him upon hearing the sound of the motorcycle. After he parked the motorcycle, she took the initiative to shake his hand. Zhang Hehuan felt that her hand was smooth and slippery, akin to being coated in lard, which was not typical of an ordinary working woman. It was only after inquiring that he learned she was Lü Xiufen, a broadcaster from the town's radio station

Bang

Zhang Hehuan almost retorted, "I am your father!" My father passed away long ago, but he quickly realized that his life had reset. He had used his wealth and life to save his entire family. First, he verified the other party's identity: "Zhang Jiacheng?"

How much

Fully armed, Zhang Hehuan rode a motorcycle to Limiaozhen with a loud roar

For senior high school students, there is no summer vacation. Currently, they are attending supplementary classes at school. Lu Xiufen has arranged for her to use an office at the broadcasting station for studying. After school, she usually comes here to review her lessons and stays at Lu Xiufen's home at night

Han Meimei wore two braided pigtails and dressed somewhat plainly, yet her skin exhibited a rare delicacy and fairness for a country girl. She had a graceful appearance, and upon seeing a stranger in the broadcasting room, she immediately shyly lowered her head, her face turning red to the roots of her ears

200 billion

You little brat, how dare you! Is it your place to call my name?

Ke Zhang He Huan was relentless in her reprimand, delivering one slap after another, alternating between forehand and backhand strikes. She landed a total of seven resounding slaps. Although the force was not particularly strong, the sound was quite loud. Fei Dalong could no longer maintain his stance and sat down on the ground, crying out in distress, feeling utterly bullied. This was beyond the pale, having never encountered such excessive behavior before. Was there no end to it?

Lack

However, the flash during the photo shoot successfully attracted the attention of several people

He opened the door and walked out, arriving at the adjacent broadcasting room, where he saw Lu Xiufen sitting upright and earnestly broadcasting. Since there was not much content, it was quickly finished. Zhang Hehuan knocked on the door and entered, presenting Lu Xiufen with a box of chocolates, which he had purchased just before coming. Zhang Hehuan was well-versed in the art of gift-giving, especially when it came to giving gifts to women, and he never held back, regardless of age.

Although somewhat outdated, it is indeed the case that the villagers enjoy listening to it, especially the elderly. They often come here to ask the broadcasting room for assistance in announcing when they misplace something or need help finding someone.

Zhang Hehuan flatters her mainly to improve relations with the masses. While the two were chatting, someone knocked on the door, and a girl of about seventeen or eighteen entered. She was Han Meimei, the niece of Lü Xiufen, and also a third-year high school student from Li Miao Town

The three individuals had clearly consumed some alcohol, as alcohol emboldens the timid. One of them, a man with a large dragon tattoo on his arm, was named Fei Dalong. He was a well-known second-generation wealthy individual in this town, as his family owned an agricultural supply company that dealt in pesticides and fertilizers. Due to his affluent background, he was often accompanied by a group of sycophantic followers wherever he went, flaunting his power and influence. In any case, no one dared to provoke him on this street.

The flash went off with a click, and it was Zhang Hehuan who took out his phone to snap a photo. To be honest, the pixel quality of his phone is really poor; at night, the photos are unable to clearly capture faces, and the resulting images are even unable to distinguish gender.

The most important aspect of broadcasting is to be warm and natural, and you have excelled in this regard, even better than the hosts of the county radio station

Zhang Hehuan, who is driving without a license, already resembles a journalist quite a bit. His press card has been issued, and he has specially affixed a sticker of the Ge Feng Morning News on his motorcycle. In a prominent place, he has also set up a news interview nameplate, attaching his own name to it

Han Meimei wanted to go around, but the three of them deliberately blocked her path. Han Meimei became a bit anxious and said, "If you continue like this, I will call the police"

Before going to the countryside, I borrowed a DSLR camera and a voice recorder from the organization. The notebook was the latest model of Samsung, newly purchased by the organization. Originally, it was intended for the president's use, but due to the recent incident where a notebook exploded, it has been gathering dust in the warehouse since it was bought. It was just right to lend it to the intern reporter for use

Is that so? Lv Xiufen smiled so much that her eyes squinted; this young man really knows how to talk

In fact, hosting a meal at grassroots units is quite nuanced, and Zhang Hehuan is the name of the occasion. If he does not attend, it will be difficult to settle the accounts for this meal.

At six o'clock in the evening, Lü Xiufen invited him to the San Nong Restaurant. The stationmaster of the broadcasting station, Xu Shimao, arrived at six thirty, accompanied by the director of the Li Miao Town Hospital and the head of the town post office. Although it was under the pretext of welcoming Zhang Hehuan, no one paid any attention to this intern reporter. After the insincere pleasantries, the main guest, Zhang Hehuan, became neglected and lacked presence, with others showing no interest in getting close to him, a mere junior reporter.

Lu Xiufen briefly introduced, and Han Meimei timidly called out, "Uncle Zhang"

Limiaozhen is located in the northwesternmost part of Han County, bordering Feng County. Before Zhang Hehuan set out, Editor-in-Chief Du assigned him an interview task to take advantage of this opportunity to gather some information and track the specific implementation of policies. Zhang Hehuan believed that Old Du's suggestion was very feasible. Wasn't Zhang Fugui threatening him over the phone? I want you to understand the consequences of offending the family.

Zhang Hehuan tidied himself up a bit, went to the public bathroom at the back to take a shower, and returned to the communication station. He noticed several missed calls on his phone, all from his mother, Liu Yunsi. He first called her back. Liu Yunsi asked if he was coming home for the weekend. He informed his mother that he was currently in Li Miao Town for grassroots training, which would last for one month. It was inconvenient to travel back and forth, so he planned to return to Pengcheng after the training was completed

Following that was a loud slap, both crisp and resonant

Xiao Zhang, you are being too polite

Apart from the station manager, all employees at the town broadcasting station are temporary workers, and Lü Xiufen is no exception

When Zhang Hehuan came out, he saw that it was already dark outside. He took out his phone to check the time; it was 9 PM. His body was covered in the smell of secondhand smoke, and he would have to take another shower when he got back.

Lü Xiufen informed him that the stationmaster Xu Shimao had gone to the county broadcasting bureau for a meeting and would return in the evening. She also specifically reserved a table at the San Nong Restaurant in the town to welcome the new journalist.

Zhang Hehuan was taken aback, not understanding why he suddenly asked such a question. He was unaware that since his parents' divorce five years ago, he had not called Zhang Jiacheng "dad" even once.

Sister Lü, thank you for your care. I just heard your broadcast, it was wonderful, just like the news broadcast.

He is not afraid of being high-profile, nor is he afraid of being ostentatious; what he fears is not being able to achieve fame quickly. If possible, he would love to carry a large flag embroidered with his name, fluttering in the wind and waving all the way.

Lü Xiufen chuckled and said: "Did I disturb you? How can I compare with others? I only have a high school diploma and have not received any professional training, so I apologize for making you laugh."

Many people rushed over upon hearing the commotion. In the past, it was common to see Fei Dalong bullying others, but it was rare to witness Fei Dalong being bullied. Today has truly been an eye-opener.

On the way to the broadcasting station, I saw Han Meimei being stopped by three young men from the town by the roadside, who were entangled with her in a courtship. These individuals were local delinquents from Li Miao Town, idling away their time and engaging in no legitimate work, spending their days fixated on the female students of Li Miao Town High School. Many attractive girls had been harassed by them. The police station had also criticized and educated these young men, but they showed no signs of improvement. Without any substantial illegal behavior, the police station found it difficult to take action.

Zhang Hehuan did not hesitate to reject him; he had little interest in logistics, and what he lacked most at the moment was not money but rather prestige. He had no time to waste on trivial matters of making money

Zhang Hehuan thought to herself that she was only a few years older than him, and that he was in the same class as her younger sister. An uncle is just an uncle, after all, Han Meimei is still a student who has not yet entered society

Zhang Hehuan raised her right hand and with a loud slap, struck Fei Dalong's face, causing him to stagger back.

Liu Yunsi did not say much, only asking him if he had enough money. Zhang Hehuan replied that it was sufficient, as everything was covered here, and he wouldn't spend much. He reminded his mother to take care of her health and not to overwork herself. Such an ordinary statement unexpectedly made Liu Yunsi on the other end of the line feel a lump in her throat, her eyes brimming with tears, but unfortunately, Zhang Hehuan could not see it

Zhang Hehuan firmly grasped his wrist, twisted it backward, and had already forced Fei Dalong's tattooed arm behind his back, following up with a hard kick to his backside.

Han Meimei usually does not come out this late, but she left her review materials at school, so she went back to get them. On her way back, she encountered these delinquents.

To speak honestly, his father has been quite good to him. When he was sixteen, his father took him to experience a human banquet, choosing a vessel that was a starlet promoted by Xingyu Media. He remembers that day when he licked the plate clean.

"Report, haha, Han Meimei, I have taken a liking to you, stop going to school, how hard it is to go to school, follow me, whatever clothes and cosmetics you want, I will buy for you, how good it is to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks." Fei Dalong said as he moved his hands, grabbing Han Meimei's arm, and Han Meimei struggled desperately.

Zhang Hehuan ignored him, raised her phone, aimed it at Fei Dalong's large face, and took another picture. The flash blinded Fei Dalong's eyes and successfully provoked his anger. Fei Dalong charged forward in fury, raising his muscular arm, which was tattooed with a dragon, and threw a punch directly at his face

Although Zhang Hehuan does not regard 5,000 yuan as significant, it is still a substantial amount for him at present

Outside, there is a non-standard broadcasting voice, yet it is Lü Xiufen in the broadcasting room reporting local news. With the development of the times, many towns have already dismantled their broadcasting rooms, and naturally, there is no longer any town broadcasting. However, Limiao Town still retains this traditional broadcasting method, with news reported twice each in the morning and afternoon, and of course, also announcing lost and found items.

Although this father is absurd, he truly cares for him. He just doesn't know how Zhang Jiacheng is on the other end of the line, whether he is still that rich second-generation chairman from the past

When Zhang Hehuan arrived at Li Miao Town, it was already 4 PM. After inquiring, he learned that the communication station was located inside the town's broadcasting station. The current town broadcasting station is not the same as the past unit that broadcasted through loudspeakers; it is now directly under the county broadcasting bureau, responsible for cable television installation, maintenance, billing, and the management of radio and television.

Zhang Hehuan rode his motorcycle to the entrance of the town's broadcasting station, where he saw a red banner hanging on the door that read: - Welcome County Reporter Comrade Zhang Hehuan to the countryside for fieldwork

After a while, the other party finally answered the phone. The background was somewhat noisy, and a man shouted loudly, "Is this Xiaohuan? I am your father!"

Zhang Hehuan understood his role as a tool for tonight and did not feel disappointed. These people looked down on him, but in fact, he did not regard them at all. After satisfying his hunger, he had no interest in lingering in the smoke-filled private room. He used to smoke quite heavily, but after a reset in life, he suddenly lost interest in smoking, and even more so in secondhand smoke.

Zhang Hehuan was scolded but was not angry at all. As his biological father, Zhang Jiacheng indeed had the right to scold him. After confirming his father's identity, Zhang Hehuan happily called out: "Dad"

Fei Dalong was forced to take a step back, wanting to retaliate, but his movements were too sluggish due to having consumed alcohol

For instance, his immediate superior, Zhou Guangsheng, no longer dares to confront him directly, and he can naturally claim the only Zongshen motorcycle in the office as his own

The elder sister was very warm-hearted, taking Zhang Hehuan to his communication station. The communication station is located in a room on the east end of the first floor of the broadcasting station, which had been cleaned in advance. It contains a bed, an office desk, and a television, resembling a single dormitory. However, there is no separate restroom, but fortunately, it is not far; just a few steps to the stairway. Next to the boiler room, there is also a shared shower room, which is open at scheduled times for both men and women.

Zhang Hehuan exchanged a few polite remarks, intending to decline, but Lu Xiufen insisted that the matter was settled and he must attend

Parallel worlds have changed a great deal, yet the process of economic development seems to have remained largely unchanged

The following is a lost and found notice. Li Fengmei from Wang Mengzhuang has gone missing. The elderly lady is seventy years old this year, has short hair, is wearing a gray polyester shirt on top, khaki synthetic cotton pants on the bottom, and black cloth shoes. If anyone has information, please contact the Li Miao Town Police Station.

Zhang Hehuan could not help but laugh upon hearing this; the broadcasting room truly seems capable of airing anything. It is likely that the person who lost their belongings has a great love for life

I hung up my mother's call and found another number to call back.

Zhang Jiacheng asked for his QQ number, but all of Zhang Hehuan's previous QQ numbers have been rendered invalid. Now, he cannot retrieve the password for the QQ number on his phone and can only apply for a new one. Initially, he thought his father was going to transfer money to him, but upon reflection, it seems that mobile payment became prevalent only after 2014, and it is currently still 2011.

The other two companions also rushed forward, and Zhang Hehuan put away the phone, striking left and right, delivering a punch to each, knocking them both to the ground. There was no need to waste reputation points on items to deal with such insignificant characters.

Fei Dalong charged out like a jet plane, crashing headfirst into the flowerbed by the roadside, with his rear end sticking up like a potted plant

However, his father asked him to send over the card number. Zhang Hehuan sent the newly issued Jinsui card number, and not long after, Zhang Jiacheng transferred 5,000 to him. It seemed that his father's generosity was no longer as extravagant as it used to be, and it was likely that their current life was not very affluent.

Zhang Hehuan spat a mouthful of saliva, flavored with alcohol, into the wide-open mouth of Fei Dalong, causing Fei Dalong to feel so nauseated that he nearly lost his breath

Zhang Hehuan shattered the red brick in his hand with a single punch, leaving Fei Dalong stunned. How could this guy's fist be so hard

Zhang Jiacheng was surprisingly silent on the other end of the phone. After a long while, he finally spoke up, saying: "Son, are you short on money?"

"Get lost! I would rather die than have so much!" Zhang Jiacheng cursed, then laughed to himself. He told Zhang Hehuan that he had opened a logistics company in the provincial capital, and that business had been very busy lately, asking if his son would be willing to come and help.

"Fool, keep your distance from that young lady in the future. If I see you again, I will deal with you severely"

Fei Dalong, covered in mud, crawled out from the flower bed, holding a brick in his hand and shouting as he charged towards Zhang Hehuan: "I curse your big..."

Zhang Hehuan looked at his name prominently displayed on the banner and felt inexplicably happy, as he loved it when others promoted him. At the same time, he felt a bit flattered and surprised, not expecting such a grand welcome as an intern reporter. Indeed, there are advantages to being in a small place.

Finding an excuse to leave early, Xu Shimao pretended to retain him for a few moments, but in fact, he also wanted him to go, as having a reporter nearby made conversation inconvenient

The three young men from the town all looked towards Zhang Hehuan, not recognizing him. The town was small, and they basically knew all the regular residents. Fei Dalong pointed at him and scolded, "What the hell are you taking pictures of? Are you looking for trouble?"