Chapter 32 Chapter 4 The Witch Appears

That night, I went back to the Cultural Center and chatted with Director Zhang.When midnight was approaching, Director Zhang said: "I'm hungry, let's go out for supper together." Before going out, Director Zhang conveniently put a spring scale in his pocket.This 50-year-old man has the habit of penny-pinching.Chairman Mao said: The word "seriousness" is the most feared thing in the world.Director Zhang, who has experienced Chairman Mao's era, is the most serious.It is said that when he first arrived at the cultural center, once everyone had a meal together, drinking wine and cups, and suddenly found that his seat was empty. When the banquet was over, he came sweating and sweating, and asked him where he had been. He said : "I was eating just now, and suddenly found that I used a word wrong in the prose I wrote, so I went back and corrected it." People said: "What a big deal? It's worth it?" Director Zhang said with a serious face: "God It’s a big thing, the article is a matter of the ages, and the gains and losses are well known. If it becomes printed, it will mislead people’s children and harm their lives.” That article was not published in the end, nor did it become an “eternal event.”

That day, we went to a restaurant together. Curator Zhang ordered a catty of sand shrimp. After the chef weighed it, he was ready to go into the kitchen to make it.Director Zhang said: "Wait a minute." He took out a spring scale from his pocket, and weighed it, only six taels.Curator Zhang was holding a spring scale like a gold-lettered signboard. He asked confidently, "What's going on?" The chef said, "There's something wrong with your scale." Curator Zhang said, "I've used this scale for ten minutes. This is the first time I heard someone say that there is a problem." Another fat chef came over, and he shouted: "Eat if you want to eat, and get out if you don't eat, what are you talking about?" Director Zhang turned pale with anger. : "You, you, you..." He raised his finger, too angry to speak.I walked over and said to the fat chef: "Call your boss over here." The pig-like chef held his arms arrogantly: "How can you see our boss?" I asked him to check my work card, and he looked at it seriously, then tilted his head and asked me: "Is it fake? People nowadays like to pretend to be reporters."

Director Zhang insisted on asking them to add sand prawns, but they still thought there was something wrong with Mr. Zhang's scale. In the end, Mr. Zhang and I had to leave.When I walked to the door of the hotel, the fat chef threatened me: "Don't expose the things about our hotel. You have to understand that to be able to open such a big hotel, you must have a background. You can weigh it yourself." I sneered and said, "After the exposure, I will call you, and then you can buy a few more newspapers." Since I have chosen this profession, I will not be afraid of threats. The more threats I receive, the more I will fight to the end.I thought, I was in the beggar group, in the blood slave group, in the black gun group, in the black and evil group, I went in and out a few times, unscathed, and a dilapidated restaurant in a small county dared to threaten me.joke!

I went back to the newspaper office and wrote the manuscript overnight.The next day, the newspaper reported that there was a problem with this restaurant. The editor edited the manuscript. The name of the restaurant was not written, but a certain restaurant by the river, and there were several restaurants by the river. At noon that day, I received a call, and a man with a rough voice asked aggressively: "Did you write the manuscript?" I replied: "Yes." "Have you interviewed our boss?" I replied: "You And you don’t want me to meet your boss.” The man said viciously on the phone: “If you don’t interview our boss, you’re just fabricating facts, deceiving readers, and discrediting our city’s catering industry. Just wait and see, you’ll see.”

What is the background of this restaurant?I can't figure it out.Want to go to court?This is what I personally experienced, and Director Zhang personally witnessed it. Moreover, no restaurant was named in the article, how can you sue me?I think this man is really unreasonable.Such unhealthy tendencies and unreasonable behavior may only happen in this small city. In the afternoon, the deputy editor-in-chief came to me and asked about the manuscript. He told me: "The restaurant you reported is owned by a deputy director. He called me more than a dozen times today to ask for an explanation. "

I said, "I don't know why, what does he want to say, what does he want?" The vice president said: "You write down what happened, and we discuss it with the editorial board." I find it ridiculous that such a trivial matter needs to be discussed by the editorial committee. These editorial committee members may be too full to support themselves every day.I hurriedly wrote down what happened, and handed it to the deputy editor-in-chief in less than a page. I didn't take this matter seriously at all. I didn't expect that this trivial matter would plant the root of disaster for me.

In this county-level newspaper, doing in-depth reports cannot meet the needs of normal life. Every time I do an in-depth unannounced visit, it takes more than half a month, and the manuscript fee is pitifully low. The newspaper’s manuscript fee is calculated according to the number of words Yes, regardless of the quality of the manuscript.In order to make a living, I have to be like them, writing some big words and empty phrases, such as "making great progress", "reaching a new level", and "working together to recreate glory".I know that not many people read or like these "no farts and hard squeezed" texts, but for the sake of living, I have to write.

I believe that it must be very painful for the young faces of the newspaper to fabricate these same official articles every day, but there are small differences.Such people can only live in such an environment. If they go out and come to market-oriented urban newspapers, they can only starve to death.However, here, they live a rosy life and enjoy themselves.sad husband! I was still thinking about my surrogate mother manuscript, this is the real news, this is the news that promotes righteousness and exposes ugliness. On the third day, I came to the surrogacy company again. This time, it was Ayu who received me.

Ayu said, "Let's come to the opposite room for an interview." I followed Ayu to the resident's house on the opposite side. Compared with their office, the decoration here is very warm.The light red curtains rolled over the floor-to-ceiling glass windows like waves; the wooden floor was spotless, and two pairs of slippers were neatly placed at the door; several oil paintings were inlaid on the walls, showing nude women with ambiguous expressions; the bedroom was more well-furnished. For the warmth, a big soft bed, just like a woman at the moment, with her chest exposed... Why did Ayu bring me here?I can't figure it out.It's just the two of us here.

Ayu closed the bedroom door, and took off her coat as if she had returned home. Inside was a small vest with thin straps hanging on her shoulders, which made people worry that it might fall off at any time.She straightened her waist, and her two full and mature breasts were ready to come out under the thin clothes. People worried that the small vest would be stretched at any time, and the two breasts would scramble to come out like rabbits.My blood was surging, and my breathing was a little short.Ayu in front of me is not a woman, she is a time bomb, she will detonate at any time, blowing my desire to pieces.

My body was quietly awakened, a long-lost impulse was covering my whole body, making me dizzy and panicking. Ayu sat on the wide bed and spread her legs. I took a sneak peek and saw her panties under the short skirt. Her panties were only a narrow lock, brightly colored.Her temptation is self-evident, her eyes are full of anticipation, at this moment, silence speaks louder than words. However, I clearly know that there is no free lunch in this world.When a woman you don't know is willing to sleep with you, she must have some ulterior motives. What is her purpose?Why did she take me to another studio of their surrogacy company during her working hours, this bedroom full of temptations?She must have regarded me as a wealthy person, someone who wanted to find a surrogate mother, and she must have come to win me over.What did Ayu rely on to win me over?Rely on her reproductive organs.The genitals are the only place where Ayu, who has a primary school education, can attract men.In this surrogacy company, reproductive organs are not hidden things wrapped in pants, but their working equipment. The staff of this surrogacy company are actually prostitutes in skirts. There are several methods used by prostitutes to extort clients: when clients are about to have sex, suddenly a few men rush in and beat them up, clients kneel down and beg for mercy, and take out all the money, which usually targets ordinary people; After the client and the prostitute have sex, the prostitute takes out photos or video tapes and asks the client to buy them. This is usually aimed at officials; when the client and the prostitute have sex, the prostitute claims that she is pregnant and wants to marry the client. Targeted at entrepreneurs. Ayu was lying on the bed, bending her body like a poisonous snake ready to go.Reason tells me this is a trap.If you know it's a trap, but jump into it in a hurry to satisfy your animal-like physiological needs, you're an idiot. There must be something in this bedroom.But what mechanism, I don't know. Later, I found out that they installed a camera in this cozy bedroom.Whenever a person who wants to be a surrogate withdraws, they will send staff like Ayu to pull people into the water in this house. They will only pose a seductive pose to lure uncontrollable men to take the initiative to "attack" them , They still have to make a "resistance" posture, and the defense line of "resistance" is always like a tofu project, which will collapse at the first touch.Then they take these so-called "evidences" to report the rape, or publish it on the Internet, so as to threaten the men to submit. I walked into the living room without saying a word and sat on the sofa.I'm waiting for Ah Yu's great performance. A few minutes later, Ayu came out of the bedroom. She stretched symbolically and said, "I'm so sleepy, I'm exhausted from work." I looked at her, and she had a very innocent, innocent and pure expression on her face.She said: "I don't understand, what kind of person are you looking for? Isn't it just a surrogate? Isn't it enough to be a surrogate for your wife? Why pick and choose, we are not a vegetable market here." I said: "I understand, this is not a vegetable market, but a meat market." People also call prostitution "selling meat." "What meat market? This is the office," she said emphatically. I said, "Can you really be a surrogate? I want to meet your boss. I want to hear what she has to say." Their boss is the old woman who talks about her body, her body, her body, her body, her body, and her food. Ayu agreed. Half an hour later, I finally saw the legendary goddess.