You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

"If you need it, be sure to ask Bai Ye for help. We are your most solid backing."

After discussing all kinds of details, Wen Hong sincerely asked Le Yu with tears in her eyes, making Le Yu feel that the White Night Walkers were really enthusiastic people - even traitors like 'Yin Yin Yin' were so caring, fortunately he Wearing a vest reduces his favorability in Xuanzhu Baiye to 'cold' from the very beginning, otherwise he might become a core member of Xuanzhu Baiye now.

However, Wen Hong's request was exactly what Le Yu had in mind.

Ever since he was ambushed in a dark alley half a month ago, Le Yu has been holding back his breath—he is not made of mud, and he was almost surrounded by dozens of big men. With Qingmei's help, he really wants to hand over Jing Zhengwei's first drop of blood, how can he not be angry?

It's just that that time happened to be a critical period for the newspaper, and Le Yu didn't know who sent the group, so she endured the anger and dealt with the "Youth Daily" first.

What's more, even if Le Yu knew who sent it, he would have no good way to retaliate - Jing Zhengwei had no personal armed force at all, and even if he was beaten, he could only ask the Jing family to stand up for him. As for how much effort the Jing family will contribute to his eldest son, it is not up to Le Yu to decide.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have a golden hoop, who wouldn't want to go to the Heavenly Palace to make a scene?

The Silver Blood Club also gave the Jing family a statement. It is said that the attackers were members of the Yitian Gang, the second largest gang in the outer city. They received money from the second gang leader to attack a 'rich boy', and the second gang leader also committed suicide after the incident. It was interrupted, but Yinxue will pay all the family property of the second gang leader of Yitian Gang to the Jing family. It seems that there is still a little exchange of interests. Anyway, this matter is over.

As for Le Yu's opinion, no one asked.

However, Le Yu didn't expect the Jing family to stand up for him, because he thought about it himself and found that the root of this matter was originally in the Jing family - if Jing Zhengwei died, the biggest beneficiaries would definitely be the rest of the Jing family brothers. It's just a chess piece that they pushed to the table!

Thinking of this, Le Yu felt that the Silver Blood Club had given the Jing family a lot of face: "Damn, you sons are fighting for the family property, whether it's a vendetta or setting a fire, it's fine to die in your own home, but you have to go out on the street. Doing things in broad daylight? How dare your own internal affairs touch our Silver Blood Association? You are the wool of the public functions!”

There must be a reason for the Jing family to accept the Silver Blood's handling of the ambush incident so quickly - it is impossible for Jing Qingfen to not know that the mastermind behind the killing of his eldest son is his other sons. If he continues to investigate Going down, if Silver Blood really finds the 'murderer behind the scenes', then everyone's face will be difficult.

In order to make everyone's faces feel good, it can only be aggrieved for Le Yu.

In Jing Qingfan's view, even if the eldest son didn't want to endure it, he would at most hurt the property of the other sons - this was originally in line with his desire to 'raise gu', and he could just see what his sons were capable of.

Otherwise, what can Leyu do? Rebellion?

Hey, Le Yu really wanted to rebel: they thought it was a family fight, and it was impossible for anyone to kill them all—after all, the table was going to be overturned, and no one had to eat.

How did they think that Le Yu was actually leading the way, bringing Ba... No, sneaking in with Bai Ye, copying their hometown, destroying their means of production, and breaking the lifeblood of the capitalists?

It took only two days for Le Yu to figure it out—yes, no matter who sent the killer, it was one of the other three brothers, and it was right to attack them!

Originally, Le Yu was a little unbearable. In fact, his perception of the three brothers is not bad. Jing Zhengwu is the yin and yang strange brother, Jing Zhengtang is the dog-licking brother, and Jing Zhengfeng is the bad brother, but no matter how you say it, they are all brothers. Le Yu felt that he should be a little more generous.

But now that they know that the three brothers have joined forces to reduce wages and establish a social and animal hierarchy, Le Yu has no hesitation - it seems that no matter what kind of brother he is, sitting on the chair of the capitalist, he will become a black-hearted brother.

Although I don't know who you are trying to murder the big brother, it's right to waste all of you!

Brothers, think about what you have done in the past!

Le Yu asked Wen Hong to wait for two or three days. When he went back, he could find the detailed deployment information of the brothers' factory.

Capitalists are not stupid either. These days, factories are closely guarded day and night. High walls are always guarded. The poor have guns and knives. It is a Ling Xu martial artist with a powerful gun.

Without maps and patrol deployment information, even hitting the factory late at night would be very disadvantageous, and may even be counter-killed. It may be a little troublesome for Bai Ye to obtain this information, but it is not a problem for Le Yu - many of the guards of the Jing family are factory guards, and they are very familiar with deployment.

Le Yu didn't need to ask them for information at all.

Because Jing Zhengwei has already asked.

Even Le Yu can think of such a sinister strategy of destroying the factory, how could Jing Zhengwei, the dignified young master of the Jing family, not think of it?

Over the years, he consciously hired factory guards, not only from the Jing family, but also from other chambers of commerce, and then obtained factory information from the guards.

In addition, Jing Zhengwei will personally play Batman at night to go to the factory to verify information and track important personnel. A small treasury like Jing Zhengwu's is one of Jing Zhengwei's achievements.

Over time, Jing Zhengwei has mastered 30% of the factory deployment information in Xuanzhu County. Even if some of the information is outdated, it can still play a huge role.

Even Jing Zhengwei himself has done something to destroy the factory - a processing factory under his command, he himself burned the goods late at night, resulting in the original boss not being able to deliver goods in time and breaching the contract, which caused a chain reaction and had to sell at a low price. .

Of course, Le Yu had to make good use of the legacy left by Jing Zhengwei.

After changing back to men's clothes, hiding women's clothes, Le Yu went to Damen Stone Street to buy some food, and returned to the newspaper office leisurely.

As soon as they went up to the second floor, they met Mu Qingmei head-on. She looked at Le Yu who came up from the first floor with a look of surprise, looked back at the stairs leading to the third floor, and asked, "Jing... Editor-in-chief, aren't you on the third floor?"

"The takeaway is here, I'll go down and get it." Le Yu raised the food box in her hand.

"Takeaway?" Mu Qingmei was a little confused.

"It's to let the people in the snack bar deliver the food to the newspaper office, or to the home."

"Is there such a service?" Mu Qingmei asked in surprise, "I want to try it too."

"no."

"Then you are..."

"But I have money, silly boy." Le Yu looked at Mu Qingmei kindly: "If you have money, you will have service, if you have no money, you will not have service. But don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard..."

"Can I order takeout in the future?"

"In the future, you can see me buying the snack bar and asking the manager to deliver me takeaways."

Mu Qingmei narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to hide her contempt for capitalists.

"By the way, why do you know I'm on the third floor?" Le Yu asked, "Are you spying on me again?"

The editors who were writing on the second floor all pricked up their ears.

Mu Qingmei's face changed instantly: "Peeping, what is peeping... Can my colleague's business be called a peeping?... When I was writing the manuscript, I suddenly had some problems that I couldn't figure out, so I wanted to discuss it with the editor-in-chief!"

"Really, but you haven't discussed it with me these days." Le Yu didn't let Mu Qing's eyebrows go down at all: "Are you always spying on me and getting impatient when I'm gone?"

"me……"

"I understand, I understand!" Le Yu nodded vigorously: "But now I just want to do a good job in the newspaper business, I have no heart to talk about love, let us fight for the newspaper together, and use our youth to make great achievements that we will not regret. Keep working hard, I will always watch you, come on!"

Speaking of this, Le Yu suddenly increased his volume, "So do you. Although the Youth Daily has achieved good results, we have always had a weak foundation, and our content is not irreproducible. Newspapers such as Xuanzhubao will catch up at any time. Success, comrades still need to work hard!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

"Okay, keep working!"

Le Yu took the food box to the third floor, Mu Qingmei was stunned for a while, then returned to her seat in a daze. With the strong mental power of the martial artist, she was keenly aware that everyone looked a little weird when they looked at her.

How could she not know that everyone misunderstood that she liked the eldest young master of the Jing family? Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei felt disgusted for a while, as if she had eaten a fly - to be slandered and like that scum, she felt that her dignity had been tarnished.

She picked up the pen, but her mind was still muddled, and she felt that those sights were annoying. After thinking about it, I still feel that the more I think about it, the more I get angry, the more I take a step back, the more I lose. I want to stand up and shout a few words to prove that my vision is not that bad.

At this time, Zhang Dayi, the middle-aged editor in charge of the 'Knowledge Discussion Area' column, suddenly came over and said with a low eyebrow: "Editor, I think your answer is actually... not wrong, you can go directly to it without changing it. ."

Ok?

Mu Qingmei glanced at him, Mubian?

Before Zhang Dayi was not in charge of the 'Knowledge Discussion Area' column, he felt that he had some rights. He either called 'Xiao Mu' or 'Qing Mei', pretending to be familiar with her, and sometimes even wanted to touch her hand ——If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to cause trouble, Mu Qingmei wouldn't be as simple as dodging, and his hands would explode.

Seeing that he was so 'ignorant', Zhang Dayi asked her to trouble her at work, but he was really able to pick out the faults in Mu Qingmei's manuscript, forcing Mu Qingmei to change a manuscript a dozen times.

Now he actually admits to cowardice?

Seeing his pleasing appearance, Mu Qingmei instantly understood - he was afraid of Jing Zhengwei!

Thinking of this, Mu Qingmei was naturally unforgiving, scolding Zhang Dayi for more than a dozen sentences, and in turn picked on the faults in Zhang Dayi's manuscript, which made other editors feel relieved, but Zhang Dayi could only nod again and again. express understanding.

What has to be spared and spared - nonsense! When someone bullies you, why doesn't he forgive him? When it's your turn to show your power, do you want to forgive me?

When it was comfortable, Mu Qingmei waved her hand, indicating that Zhang Dayi could roll away. Zhang Dayi hurriedly returned to his seat to work as if he had been granted amnesty.

Soon, Mu Qingmei experienced a completely different working environment from the past: when others poured water, she would remember to help her pour it together; when the pen and ink ran out, she could get the latest and best; can pass...

If it was said that work used to be practice martial arts, although it was very tiring, it would also be rewarding; now work is like going to school, not only will it be rewarding, but the process is also relaxed and happy-but Mu Qingmei has never been to school, she just thinks so .

Mu Qingmei suddenly realized that she had become a newspaper tyrant!

It seems...not bad...isn't it?

Anyway, Jing Zhengwei, the capitalist, owes us so much to the masses of the people. Now I will use his tiger skin to rip the banner, and treat it as if he is paying me a little interest.

For the sake of this rotten guy who has no intention of doing something good, I'll just kill him if I get a chance in the future, instead of torturing him...

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"I'm done eating."

Qing Lan was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw Le Yu holding iced honey five-flower tea in her left hand, and a piece of walnut cake in her right hand, just about to put it in her mouth.

Her throat thumped and she couldn't help swallowing. When Le Yu saw this, she stuffed the walnut cake into her mouth and said, "That's the last piece. If you're still hungry, just wait for dinner."

Qing Lan covered her mouth and finished chewing the walnut cake. She opened the lid of the water bottle next to her and took a sip of coconut milk. Her whole body seemed to glow, and she asked, "When did you come in, sir?"

"Not only did I come in, I also sat down and ate the cake for about ten minutes." Le Yu smiled and said, "What did you write, so serious?"

Qing Lan sighed: "I'm replying to the reader's letter."

"A letter from a reader?"

The newspaper office will naturally receive letters from readers, and the Youth Daily has also opened a solicitation mailbox - the newspaper will release the three topics of the next issue of the "knowledge discussion area", and readers who want to answer can write to the newspaper office to submit articles.

However, in addition to discussions and answers, submissions are naturally indispensable...criticism.

Just like you will find scolding comments in the comments section, newspapers will naturally receive many letters of criticism. Everyone was upset, and of course they wanted to find a place to vent their anger.

But just as listening to the day does not read comments, most newspapers pay little attention to such critical letters—unless they come from big names. So Le Yu asked curiously, "Why do you want to reply?"

Qing Lan said: "Because many letters criticize the same issue, I feel it is necessary to respond in the newspaper as the editor-in-chief."

Le Yu reached out and picked up Qing Lan's manuscript~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qing Lan subconsciously wanted to hold it down, but she still reluctantly released her hand.

Le Yu didn't bother to read Qing Lan's 'masterpiece', and looked directly at the questions to be answered.

"Oh...Criticize us for putting stubborn pictures on the cover?"

Le Yu has long known that this will definitely be criticized - alas, readers these days are not as kind as the netizens in the future, such as "the landlord's life is safe", "supporting the landlord", and "thankful", there is no such thing.

How did Qinglan answer?

Le Yu looked at Qing Lan's reply curiously, and instantly sprayed:

"...the cover image of the 'fantasy warrior' created by our artist's artist, the main purpose is to show the martial artist's demeanor and to attract the public to exercise and strengthen their bodies. As for the use of female images as the artist's interest, it has nothing to do with our club's style, and the use of female images is also There is nothing wrong, it’s 2085, and there are still people who discriminate against female warriors. When will female warriors stand up? Forgive me, we can’t agree with this reader’s opinion…”