While Ding Yue was pondering what choice Huawei Technology Group would ultimately make,
news on another matter arrived.
The team mbers from the Journalism and Communication major at Mist City Arts and Science University, who were in the northwestern region, called Ding Yue to report on the progress of their visit to Huangcheng Forest Farm.
"So, are you saying that the sand control ecological forest in Huangcheng Forest Farm was indeed cut down and burned, and the original forest land was used for grape planting?"
After hearing Tian Jinliang’s report, Ding Yue asked.
"Yes, Principal Ding, we also visited the Huangcheng Forestry Departnt. Their response was rather vague, suggesting that there is definitely more to this than ets the eye,"
Tian Jinliang replied, "Additionally, Principal Ding, we found out through the local forestry departnt that Huangcheng Forest Farm was contracted out six years ago, and the current contractor is Chen Xuejun, a grape wine rchant from the Jiangzhe region, specializing in high-end red wine."
"Chen Xuejun?"
When Ding Yue heard this na, it sounded familiar, but he couldn’t recall who this person was associated with at the mont.
"Right, a businessman who obtained the rights to the forest farm through so special ans and then proceeded to cut down the trees and burn the trunks, converting the land for grape cultivation,"
Tian Jinliang said indignantly.
"Based on the news information you have now, is it sufficient for exposure?"
Ding Yue asked.
If Tian Jinliang’s team had confird that the situation with the trees being cut down and burned for grape planting at Huangcheng Forest Farm was true, they could actually start reporting and exposing it.
"With the photos, videos, and other evidence we obtained after entering Huangcheng Forest Farm, as well as our visit to the Huangcheng Forestry Departnt, we have essentially gathered enough journalistic evidence,"
Tian Jinliang answered.
"That’s good, since you’ve already obtained the factual news, then we..."
Ding Yue hadn’t finished speaking,
when Tian Jinliang interrupted, "Principal Ding, Chen Xuejun from Jiangjiu Group called just now."
"Go ahead and take this Mr. Chen’s call first,"
said Ding Yue upon hearing this, then hung up to let Tian Jinliang take Chen Xuejun’s call from Jiangjiu Group.
After all, once this matter was exposed, it would inevitably cause a huge uproar. By then, whether it be Huangcheng Forest Farm, the Huangcheng Forestry Departnt, or Jiangjiu Group, none would be able to escape responsibility.
On Tian Jinliang’s side,
after montarily hanging up the phone with Principal Ding, he answered the call from Chen Xuejun, the boss of Jiangjiu Group.
"Hello, may I help you?"
"I am Chen Xuejun from Jiangjiu Group. Are you reporters from that news agency?"
The middle-aged man on the phone asked, not very kindly.
"Sorry, no comnt,"
Tian Jinliang replied.
Tian Jinliang was already very angry with the actions of Jiangjiu Group. He had thought that receiving a call from Chen Xuejun, the boss of Jiangjiu Group, ant he wanted to admit his mistakes, deeply reflect before the exposure, and then rectify the situation at Huangcheng Forest Farm by restoring the ecological forest.
But it seed that was not the case.
"Even if you don’t say it, I can find out which dia you’re from. I advise you to stay out of it, leave Huangcheng now as if nothing happened. Give a bank account number, and you’ll receive a sum of money as compensation,"
the man said threateningly on the phone.
Well then!
Tian Jinliang’s entire value system was almost refreshed by Chen Xuejun.
I am a journalist!
I’m not like those unscrupulous dia that would do anything for money.
If you had called to admit your mistakes, deeply reflect, and promise to rectify them, perhaps this issue would have stopped here, and I might not have reported it.
But now you resort to these tactics?
Trying to bribe a journalist?
Perhaps, this was how previous journalist teams who visited Huangcheng Forest Farm had been bought off by Chen Xuejun from Jiangjiu Group, right?
Unfortunately for you,
this ti you’ve encountered not a dia team that only sees profit, but the journalistic team from Mist City Arts and Science University, taught to be loyal to facts, outspoken, and daring to confront any injustice!
"What do you an by this? Don’t you feel heartbroken after destroying such a frontline ecological forest farm dedicated to sand control? Haven’t you ever reflected on your actions?"
Tian Jinliang suppressed his anger, refraining from cursing,
and instead questioned the boss of Jiangjiu Group, Chen Xuejun, with professional journalistic inquiry.
"Are you guys never going to let this go? Let tell you, even if you publish the news, I can make sure it disappears without a trace. Take the money and pretend nothing ever happened. Don’t be ungrateful, you ingrates!"
After saying this, the middle-aged man hung up the phone!
Beep, beep, beep—
Tian Jinliang was about to continue his refutation, his soul-searching queries to Chen Xuejun,
when the man unexpectedly hung up.
"Liang, what’s going on?"
Chu Xiao, who was nearby, saw that the call had ended and looked at Tian Jinliang to ask.
Given Tian Jinliang’s deanor during the call, it seed that the call from Chen Xuejun, the boss of Jiangjiu Group, was not about resolving the issue.
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