Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"The Chinese are deceiving people." When they left the door, the beautiful reporter became aggrieved.

Yang Rui's routine is not very clever, it's nothing more than talking to himself.

From a reporter's point of view, Yang Rui's logic cannot withstand scrutiny.

Recalling Yang Rui's words, the beautiful reporter couldn't help but sneer, and said to the photographer next to the car: "The Chinese are doing more than a Ponzi scheme. A Ponzi scheme can at least allow investors to get money. What about the Chinese? They even Want to pay with products."

"He just said it was a way to repay the loan." The photographer replied in a low voice.

Although he is in charge of photography, he has been thinking and recording, so he can't be someone's tail for the rest of his life.

The beautiful reporter showed an expression of "don't listen, I don't listen", turned her head and said: "Can they have other ways to repay the loan? And it's a long-term loan. As far as I know, after the national loan expires, it will either be extended or With the reduction and exemption, let alone profit, it’s fine if you don’t lose money.”

"Since China bought so much equipment back home, it's not like leaving it to rust, but still producing things."

"It's useless to produce it." The beautiful reporter paused, stroked her flowing hair, shook her head, and said, "Forget it, I believe that financial companies will not be deceived, they are all old foxes. According to the government, I want to write an article that maybe will stop them from making any stupid decisions.

"Can you be sure that financial companies and the government don't want to lend money to China?"

"If they were willing to trust the Chinese, they would have bought China's national bonds a long time ago, wouldn't they?" The beautiful reporter sneered and said, "Bonds have lower interest rates and are more flexible to use. Isn't it because of the national Are the bonds not enough? No one will give them the funds they want. There will be no exceptions for Yang Rui, a liar."

Hearing the other party's gnashing of teeth, the photographer couldn't help but smile in his heart, and thought to himself, aren't you just trying to seduce Yang Rui? As for being annoyed to this extent?

The beautiful reporter doesn't know what her colleague thinks, she is now full of thoughts, how to make Yang Rui give in, it is best to come to the newspaper office to apologize to herself, and then the two have dinner together, and then find a room where you can see the stars, and sleep together , or without a quilt.

Thinking of this, the beautiful reporter's thighs trembled slightly.

Confident and handsome Yang Rui and his background as a Nobel Prize winner are really unforgettable for her.

In her interview career, she has seen many sports stars such as football players and basketball players, and she doesn't think it is rare. Some professors are personable, just not usually good bed mates.

Yang Rui gave her a different feeling. Not to mention the handsome and charming appearance, the mind has also been proved by the Nobel Prize, and the body is young and strong. The most rare part is his experience.

The beautiful reporter couldn't help recalling the background information she had read, and then in her mind, she simulated the story of Yang Rui fighting against the whole world and bringing down Lu Boding.

Is there any story that can make the reporter's legs tremble more than Yang Rui's?

"Unless Yang Rui can come up with a more valuable solution, otherwise, I will definitely expose him." The beautiful reporter's tone was strong, as if standing in front of her was an enemy like Li Boding.

The media, especially large media, always have an illusion, as if all thoughts and ideas are born in themselves, or at least spread out from themselves.

For the sake of the beauty and sincerity of this world, media reporters are willing to risk themselves, fight against the powerful, distort the facts, whitewash the words...

The fellow media reporters, looking at the determined beautiful colleague, wished to stand up and bear this trouble for Yang Rui.

Back at the newspaper office, the two dispersed separately and began to write articles and organize photos.

As a rigorous journalist, this work naturally needs to be done carefully. The job of a photojournalist is good, as long as the film is handed over to the darkroom, the beautiful reporter has to write articles carefully.

Moreover, compared to previous articles, what she wanted to write today was more "connotative".

After retreating to the code word, it disappeared quickly in an afternoon.

When it was almost time to get off work, the beautiful reporter barely finished the article, and stepped on a ten-centimeter-long stiletto, proudly coming in front of the editor-in-chief.

"Yang Rui's interview, he will want it again." The beautiful reporter didn't need to hide her confidence at all, this was one of the best articles she wrote.

"Let me take a look." The editor-in-chief stopped packing up, picked up the manuscript first, and read it carefully.

The reports in newspapers are not too long, but the amount of information contained in them has always been quite a lot.

A better report is to casually read articles that can capture the main information, and carefully read articles that can detect deep ideas.

Of course, such reports have always been rare, even in the "Times", not every day.

The article in front of me is a rare and wonderful article.

Well-founded, rich in connotation, easy to understand, with a little bit of curiosity and ridicule.

It is really not easy to express so much content with only two or three thousand words.

For newspapers, it is even more in-depth reporting.

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief raised his head strangely, and said, "Vianna, you haven't watched TV, have you?"

"What program?" The beautiful reporter had just finished writing the manuscript, and her head was still a little dazed.

"BBC's special interview about Yang Rui and the Chinese delegation," said the editor-in-chief.

Viana frowned and said, "Are they reporting on Yang Rui at this time? It's too early."

"You should ask what they reported."

"What was reported?" Viana sat lightly on the opposite chair.

"Yang Rui and the Chinese delegation are very welcome." The editor-in-chief told the reporter what the reporter needed to know in one sentence.

Viana was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, and said, "That's not right, I can revise the article, and then publish it while the heat is still there."

The editor-in-chief looked down at the context of the article, smiled wryly and shook his head, and said, "I probably didn't quite understand what I said. The great popularity of Yang Rui and others means that they are very, very popular."

"kindness?"

"Financial companies don't like poor people, that's right, but you can't imagine how much financial companies like Yang Rui." The editor-in-chief shook his head and said: "They give almost unlimited money to Chinese companies, as long as they have Yang Rui's approval."

"Infinity?" Viana smiled. "How much is Infinity? Ten million pounds? Twenty million pounds?"

"Infinite means that as much as they want, financial companies can provide as much as they want."

"How is it possible?" Viana didn't believe it.

"They use funds to buy equipment and machines, and then use the machines to produce." The editor-in-chief said: "It's not surprising if they are willing to take out loans for this."

As the editor-in-chief said, whether financial institutions are in favor or against, tout or hate, they are all possible choices.

It's just that such a choice is diametrically opposed to Viana's article.

"I'm going to rewrite it." Viana felt a little embarrassed.

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