Collection of Gods

Chapter 467 I only believe in my eyes

After the spring rain, the whole city became much fresher.

Zhang Mei, who had just gotten off work, followed her usual habit and walked out of the Yangcheng International Financial Center and went straight to the coffee shop on the corner.

After get off work, for a career-oriented woman like Zhang Mei, it is just a phased term. After she returns home, she will still continue to work, write, revise, review, etc. She has to work until Today's work will not really end until after midnight.

I have limited energy, so I can make do with coffee.

This is why Zhang Mei goes to the corner cafe to buy a cup of coffee every night after get off work.

Today, Zhang Mei is no exception.

Pushing open the retro wooden door, Zhang Mei walked to the window and sat down. After the waiter came over, she ordered a glass of iced American style and a sandwich.

Inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, melodious classical music lingers in my ears, and the rich smell of coffee floats in the air.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, bustling crowds and endless traffic flow, with brightly lit skyscrapers acting as the backdrop, forming a grand scene of a prosperous city.

Zhang Mei likes to sit here, drinking coffee and relaxing herself.

When Zhang Mei heard that Tang Yuan had such an identity, she immediately became more vigilant. Her eyes kept scanning Tang Yuan's body, fearing that Tang Yuan would do something to hurt her because of his irrationality.

"Editor Zhang, if I really wanted to hurt you, would I still sit in front of you like this and chat with you calmly?"

This strange man was none other than Tang Yuan, who had just come out of the Rosewood Hotel after sending Fu Xingwen and Li Wanqiu to the hotel.

"Editor Zhang, that day my sister met an old man who fell down on the road. Out of kindness, she took the initiative to help the old man up. How could such a true, kind and beautiful thing fall into your hands and turn into a relationship between grandson and grandpa? "

Tang Yuan's expression was still calm, but his tone gradually became sharper.

"As a Ph.D. in journalism from Communication University of China, you should know very well what the three major attributes of news are. May I ask how you report the news in this way, where is your authenticity and accuracy?"

"you are?"

"Hello, Editor Zhang."

"Your coffee and sandwiches, ma'am."

Tang Yuan's expression was naturally relaxed and his tone was unhurried: "Editor Zhang is a cultural person. You should have heard of the saying: Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Just now, Editor Zhang acted like this after hearing my identity. Nervous, it seems that Editor Zhang has done something bad recently."

Soon, the waiter from the cafe came over with the drinks and meals ordered by Zhang Mei. After placing the iced American style and sandwiches on the small round table, he turned around and left.

"My name is Tang Yuan."

Zhang Mei observed Tang Yuan carefully for a moment and saw that the other party was emotionally stable and did not look like an extremist. She felt a little relieved, then looked at Tang Yuan coldly and said: "What are you talking about? I don't understand it at all. "

Zhang Mei looked at the strange man who came uninvited in front of her. She frowned slightly and looked at him with slightly wary eyes.

"I am the brother of the vain and money-worshiping girl described by Editor Zhang."

Tang Yuan did not hide his identity and directly stated his identity.

Zhang Mei came back to her senses after hearing the sound. Just when she was about to pick up the iced American and take a sip, her right hand suddenly paused, because at some point, a strange man suddenly appeared in front of her, looking at her with a smile. Holding her.

Facing Tang Yuan's successive questions, Zhang Mei's expression did not change at all: "There are thousands of mouths in the world, but I only believe in my own eyes and the pictures I see!"

"We don't know the full picture, so we won't comment." Tang Yuan argued, "Don't you understand this?"

Zhang Mei felt a little irritated. She frowned and said: "I am a professional in how to do journalism. I don't need you to teach me. If you want to refute the views of my article, then please provide evidence, otherwise Don't waste each other's time anymore, okay?" "You are spreading rumors, but you want us to prove our innocence with evidence."

"What's the point of this?"

Tang Yuan laughed angrily at Zhang Mei's tough attitude.

"Be careful what you say, we are not spreading rumors."

Zhang Mei was still very vigilant. When Tang Yuan said such instructive words, she immediately corrected him.

"Zhang Mei, do you think that since you have tens of millions of fans all over the Internet, you can use the traffic in your hands to confuse right and wrong and distort the truth?"

"There are some truths that you can't hide."

"How can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet? Human blood steamed buns are not that delicious."

Tang Yuan stared into Zhang Mei's eyes with deep eyes and a heavy tone.

Zhang Mei, who has always been known as the Queen of News, felt panicked for no reason when facing Tang Yuan's gaze.

"I can not understand what you say."

Zhang Mei no longer had any desire to drink coffee or eat. She stood up from the chair, picked up the briefcase beside her, and planned to leave.

"Zhang Mei, if you can publicly apologize to my sister and announce your permanent withdrawal from the news media industry before tomorrow morning, I can give you a chance to cash out and leave."

Just when Zhang Mei was about to turn around and leave, Tang Yuan's voice sounded in Zhang Mei's ears again, which made Zhang Mei pause, but she didn't say anything, or even turned her head, and walked quickly Left the cafe.

However, her slightly messy steps still revealed her somewhat uneasy mood.

After Zhang Mei left, Tang Yuan looked at the untouched iced American cheese and sandwiches on the round table. He was not polite at all and started to enjoy them himself.

"Dr. Tang, do you think she will apologize?"

Yuan Meng, who had always been hiding in the dark, walked out of the corner. He looked at Zhang Mei's back through the floor-to-ceiling windows and asked curiously.

"If my request is just to apologize to the whole network, Zhang Mei may still agree. But if I ask her to announce her permanent withdrawal from the news media industry, it is absolutely impossible for her to agree."

"That's tens of millions of profits every year, and now is the era of vigorous development of self-media. She is now on the trend, with unlimited future development prospects. Their studio has raised two rounds of financing alone, and the total amount is almost One hundred million."

"As long as she is in this industry, she is like holding a hen that lays golden eggs in her hand. If you want her to leave and call it a day, how can she agree?"

Tang Yuan shook his head, not having any hope at all.

"If you are so sure she won't agree, why do you want to meet her?"

Yuan Meng asked with some confusion.

When Tang Yuan heard this, he smiled and did not answer.

He looked at the busy traffic outside the window, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he murmured silently: "Do you only believe your eyes? Then I will let you experience it, it will be hard to explain..."

(End of this chapter)