Chapter 26 The Hong Kong boss pointed at me and screamed: "You are a reporter"!

On April 1, 1998, shortly after Deng Shixiang and I escaped from the dead with an unannounced visit to Wangshengtang in Guangzhou, we experienced a sensational news lawsuit together in Yangcheng, Hong Kong and Macau.This is the first case in Guangdong Province where a journalist sues an interviewee. On May 29, 1997, "Southern Metropolis Daily" published an article co-written by me and Deng Shixiang entitled "Female Teacher Slaps Students with Whiplash" (subtitled "Blood Stains 8-year-old Xiao Chaolin's School Uniform Red") The report exposed a serious incident in which a female teacher injured a primary school student at Jinyan Primary School in Haizhu District, Guangzhou City before the Children's Day.Unexpectedly, this manuscript caused a series of troubles: first, the Jinyan Private School in Guangzhou City, where the teacher works, complained to some party and government agencies and media in Guangdong Province, saying that the reporter "fabricated news, distorted facts, and attempted to extort 100,000 yuan." A "Guangzhou Commercial Daily" also broke out from the slant, blatantly writing fake news to cheer for the school.The slanderous behavior of Shao Haiqiang and others from Jinyan Elementary School angered me and all my colleagues in the "Southern Metropolis Daily". On June 7, 1998, "Southern Metropolis Daily" published "Jinyan Elementary School Openly Falsely Accused" with a large headline on the front page. On June 9, the response from all walks of life to this matter was published on the front page; on June 14, Southern Metropolis Daily featured prominently on the front page Published an article jointly signed by our newspaper reporters Lu Rong and Deng Shixiang - "Jinyan Elementary School Fabricated Facts to Promote the Flames of a Guangzhou Newspaper", using hard facts to fight back against Jinyan School and the "Guangzhou Business Daily" that helped the evildoers.

Since then, we have received nearly a thousand calls from all walks of life, hundreds of news clues, and more than a dozen major news clues. Among them, the "dead man" Zeng Chuanyao and his wife in Yangjiang City, who later caused a sensation all over the country, sued The big news of the Public Security Bureau is that the person concerned specifically called me to ask for help. After I went deep into Yangjiang to interview, I published this case in the "Southern Metropolis Daily" in the form of news serials for 8 consecutive days. The lengthy report "Killing Seventy-year-old Father-in-Law Who Lived and Turned Dead" had a huge impact.For details, please refer to the following chapters.

On June 10, 1998, accompanied by Zhu Xiaobin, a well-known young lawyer in Guangzhou, I sued Shao Haiqiang (chairman of the board of directors of Jinyan Primary School in Haizhu District, Guangzhou), Baoqiong Qu (Jinyan Primary School in Haizhu District, Guangzhou) on the grounds of infringement of the right of reputation Principal), Liang Xiyan (teacher of Jinyan Primary School, Haizhu District, Guangzhou), Guangzhou Business Daily and Li Shusen (reporter of Guangzhou Commercial Daily) and other five defendants pushed to the dock of the Dongshan District Court of Guangzhou City, and demanded that the defendant stop the infringement and make an apology Apologize, restore reputation, eliminate influence; compensate for mental damage; bear all litigation costs of this case.

I believe in the indictment that: the defendants Shao Haiqiang, Ou Baoqiong, and Liang Xiyan fabricated facts, distorted the truth, turned black and white, slandered and framed, and their actions have violated my right of reputation; It is helping the evildoers, and it has completely lost the basic professional ethics of a news unit and journalists, and fabricated fake news to slander the plaintiff, which also seriously violated the plaintiff's right of reputation.For this reason, the above-mentioned litigation request is hereby requested, and the people's court is requested to support it, and protect the right of journalists to supervise public opinion and the personal rights of citizens according to law.

After learning that I sued them in court, on June 23, 1998, the Jinyan school also filed a countersuit against me and the newspaper, listing Nanfang Daily Newspaper Group, Nanfang Metropolis Daily, myself and Deng Shixiang as the first defendants, The second defendant, the third defendant. On July 13, 1998, the People's Court of Dongshan District, Guangzhou City publicly heard the case according to law, which lasted for one day.Because this is the first lawsuit filed by a journalist in Guangdong Province against an interviewee, it has been disseminated by many news media and has aroused great repercussions from all walks of life in Yangcheng, although my righteous deed of speaking for primary school student Cai Chaolin has been highly praised by countless readers , but I was under a lot of pressure at the time, of course not all from those who didn't know the truth, but also from invisible pressure from inside the newspaper.It stands to reason that for such an exclusive report by this newspaper that has aroused such a strong response in the society, the newspaper office should strongly support me as a reporter. I also hope that the leaders of the newspaper office will give me strong support and courage.But to my disappointment, individual leaders have long tilted the balance of justice due to resistance from the shadows.Originally, the newspaper was planning to publish a large number of reports in support of this matter. Unexpectedly, after the trial ended, things changed subtly. The leader on duty suddenly decided not to publish the article.Later, under the insistence of Cui Xianghong, the responsible editor with a sense of justice, on July 14, Southern Metropolis Daily published an article titled "Reporter Shi Ye sued Jinyan Elementary School for court hearing" in the lower right corner of the front page ” newsletter of less than 100 words.

I am grateful for the strong support from the Hong Kong and Macao media. Although some leaders of the Southern Metropolis Daily I worked for were indifferent to this, Comrade Fan Yijin, who was the editor-in-chief of the Nanfang Daily at the time and is now the president of the Nanfang Daily, responded to my case. The lawsuit showed great concern. He not only called me to comfort me, but also called me to his office twice to understand the situation carefully and cheer me up.He also pointed out that this is not only your personal lawsuit, but also our Nanfang Daily's lawsuit.Compared with the indifference of the Southern Metropolis Daily, the upper-level leaders can treat me with such an attitude, and my wounded heart is naturally comforted to a certain extent.I inquired many times about the verdict of this news lawsuit, which was a hot topic and attracted the attention of the Guangdong press circles, but to no avail.Until I left Southern Metropolis Daily in July of the following year, and then left Guangzhou, I still had no news about the case.Later, I came to the far north from the south, and it has been more than 5 years in a flash. As for that old lawsuit, no matter the result of winning or losing, it seems that it doesn't mean much to me anymore.There are also smart people who analyzed for me. If I win this lawsuit, it is my personal matter; responsibility.Can there be such a good thing in the world?How much value and significance does such a "good thing" have in compensating for the various injustices and ups and downs I have suffered?What I can't understand is that for five or six years, my colleague Deng Shixiang, who had lived and died with me, published him in the "Southern Metropolis Daily" after I uncovered his "mistress" scandal. The relevant news on the Internet and the fact that he was also a defendant of Jinyan Elementary School dared to turn black and white upside down, openly using this to repeatedly attack and slander me.This is a later story.

The lawsuit between me and Jinyan Elementary School received strong solidarity and support from dozens of media in Guangzhou, Hong Kong and Macau: Guangdong Commercial TV, Guangdong TV "Pearl River Archives" (later renamed "Social Aspect"), Guangzhou TV, "Information Times" , "Guangzhou Legal News", "Law and Life", "China Reform Daily", "Oriental Daily", "Ming Pao" and "Macao Daily" in Hong Kong and Macau, and dozens of news media all over the country have expressed their unequivocal stance to me. solidarity.

Among them, Hong Kong's "Oriental Daily", when reporting the trial process of the lawsuit on July 14, also specially distributed a photo of me wearing a short-sleeved black and white striped T-shirt in court, which was published on the website. A week later, when I wanted to visit a news event in Dongguan Meierjin Textile Factory anonymously, I was suddenly identified by the Hong Kong boss on the spot. This is the vicious incident that I am going to talk about about Liu Huangqi, a migrant worker from Hunan, who was so exhausted that he vomited blood and died due to continuous overtime work...

On the morning of July 20th, while I was writing in my office, Ning Zuoqin, a colleague from the Supplement Department, hurried over to me with a sad-looking strange young man and said, "This is a fellow of mine named Liu Jingqi, 7 On March 3, his younger brother Liu Huangqi was exhausted to death in a textile factory run by Hong Kong people in Dongguan due to long working hours...but the boss only offered to spend 10,000 yuan to settle the matter...Dude, this is a major I think you are the only one in the Southern Metropolis Daily, and ordinary people may not be able to handle it... I hope you will come out as soon as possible."

Xiao Ning said that since I have been busy with the lawsuit with Jinyan Elementary School in recent days, he did not come to bother me.The day before yesterday, he and the photojournalist Nan Dao rushed to Dongguan to investigate the matter, but they were strongly obstructed by the Hong Kong boss and related personnel, and almost snatched the camera away.The boss did not admit that Liu Huangqi's death had anything to do with the factory, and in the end he turned them away in an extremely rude manner. Xiao Ning couldn't swallow this breath: a young life died of exhaustion next to the machine because of the factory's endless processing!But in the face of a vanished young life, the boss in Hong Kong is so indifferent!Xiaolin decided to make more appointments with several media reporters before going to Dongguan. He must seek justice for Liu Huangqi, who died in a foreign country, so as to comfort his spirit in heaven.The haggard and mournful young man following Xiao Lin was Liu Huangqi's elder brother.

After listening to Liu Jingqi's cry, I couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation, and immediately reported the relevant interview plan to Yizhong, the editor-in-chief, and Ren Tianyang, who was in charge of the interview department at the time, and immediately received their strong support.Since the newspaper's interview vehicle could not be arranged for the next day, Cheng Yizhong also specially approved me to charter a car from Guangzhou to Dongguan, and all the expenses would be borne by the newspaper. Later, Xiao Ning first managed to find Liu Zhicheng, a reporter from Hong Kong's "Oriental Daily" through Ren Tianyang of the interview department.I am no stranger to Liu Zhicheng, because we met as early as the end of 1997, and Ren Tianyang, the director of the interview department, introduced us personally.Back then, due to Zhu Defu's strong recommendation and my hard work, I wrote many scoops with social influence. Ren Tianyang also looked at me with admiration and treated me well.One afternoon, Ren Tianyang said to me: "Two reporters from Dongfang Daily want to strengthen contact with us, let's get to know each other." Then he took a taxi with another male colleague to Dajiang Village in Kecun, Haizhu District. Yuan Seafood Restaurant, met with Liu Zhicheng and Lao Feng who were waiting for us, and Zhai Yongcun, a female colleague who later jumped to the magazine office.The two of them mainly grasped breaking news in the Guangzhou area.Later, every time Liu Zhicheng came to the newspaper office to see Ren Tianyang, he would go to the opposite office to chat with me for a few words, and there was no deep relationship.Because the other party is the boss in Hong Kong, Xiao Ning specifically wanted to ask him to help. Xiao Ning then found her former colleague Zeng Huafeng who had switched from Southern Metropolis Daily to Yangcheng Evening News.Then, Xiao Ning and I contacted Liu Liang, a reporter from Guangdong Labor Daily.We made an appointment by phone and decided to leave Guangzhou early the next morning and rush to Dongguan. Along the way, we learned that their family is from a poor and remote mountain village in Shaoyang, Hunan Province. Because of the large number of people in the family, life is difficult.The two brothers went south to work together, and came to work in this Meierjin textile factory run by Hong Kong people.Factory bosses are very harsh, and often extend workers' working hours indefinitely, and don't give any holidays at all.They are often overworked, but their wages are never increased, but often deducted.If you want to change jobs, the boss deliberately withholds the employee's ID card and other relevant work documents, and at the same time withholds the arrears of wages.In this way, these young people from all over the country did not dare to change jobs easily no matter how hard or tired they were, so they had to swallow their anger and continue working here.Recently, the boss forced the workers to work overtime because the factory had to catch up with the goods.Regardless of the life and death of the workers, the factory worked too long overtime, which caused Liu Huangqi, who was weak, to be overworked and coughed up blood. He died at 1 o'clock on July 13 after the hospital failed.Liu Jingqi cried and said: It's a pity that my brother died. He was only 23 years old this year... He thought that his health was always good before, and he was exhausted to death.The death of his younger brother was completely a work-related fatal accident. He asked the factory to report to the labor department for compensation according to relevant regulations, but the factory was only willing to pay more than 10,000 yuan in compensation in the end. On the morning of July 13, I met Ning Zuoqin, Liu Liang, Liu Zhicheng, intern Xiaoxie, Zeng Huafeng and others on Guangyuan West Road, and then took two taxis to Dongguan. When we came to the Meierjin woolen factory located in Yangyong Management District, Dalang Town, Dongguan City, as we expected, several security guards guarding the gate heard that it was a reporter interview, and they didn’t let us in at all. Seeing that we couldn't get in for a while, we decided to adopt a roundabout policy, first retreat, and then think again.We retreated to a simple food stall built with rain cloth nearby, and everyone took advantage of the opportunity of having lunch to discuss again.In the end, it was decided that I would sneak into the factory under the pretext of applying for a security guard, and then let Liu Zhicheng, who can speak fluent Cantonese, find another opportunity to enter.On this day, I was wearing the short-sleeved T-shirt I wore when I was in court with Jinyan Elementary School a few days ago. On July 14th, I was wearing this dress in a color photo published by reporters Liu Zhicheng and Feng Muqing on the "Oriental Daily".Of course, even I didn't expect that it was this photo published in "Oriental Daily" that made me very helpful in this interview. While several of us reporters were eating in a simple food stall, six migrant girls who had just resigned from the Meierjin woolen factory approached us.As soon as they saw us, these six migrant workers who could not bear the heavy workload of the Meierjin woolen factory and resigned from their jobs all complained about the factory's disgusting behavior.Because the factory refused to pay them their wages for June and July (more than 1,000 yuan per person), they had already spent their meager savings, and now they were penniless and unable to leave. When it was learned that the reporter came to the factory to interview Liu Huangqi's death, the six migrant girls from Hunan, Jiangxi and other places cried to the reporter about their misfortune.A working girl named Jiang Fuzhen said with tears: "We never have holidays. Every day we go to work from 7:15 am to 11:45 am; At least five hours are added, and the maximum is added from 6:45 p.m. They only gave us a bowl of instant noodles worth 50 cents at 12:30 in the evening, and asked us to write 2 yuan on the food fee in the contract, and threatened us: "If you don't know how to fill it in, we will fill it in for you." '" Another working girl cried, "Having a bowl of noodles is not bad. I remember that on May 10th and 11th we worked overtime for two consecutive days and two nights, and only ate once in between." The reporter asked: "You work overtime? How much per hour?" "It's only 30 cents per hour." They answered almost in unison.Surprised, the reporter asked again: "Why don't you refuse to work overtime?" "If you don't work overtime, you will be absent from work, and you will be deducted 50-100 yuan for one absenteeism." We learned that at the beginning of July, Liu Huangqi, who had worked hard in this factory for more than three years, fell ill due to long-term overtime work, but the factory did not allow him to ask for leave. On July 9, he had already worked two overnight shifts in a row and asked for a day off to see a doctor, but he was only approved for half a day. On the morning of the 10th, the weak Liu Huangqi vomited blood twice, fell to the ground unconscious, and was sent to the town hospital. The factory only sent 1,500 yuan and ignored it.Due to his critical condition, his elder brother Liu Jingqi, who works in the same factory, hastily transferred him to Dongguan People's Hospital, but he had to pay a deposit of more than 4,000 yuan first.Since the factory had owed the workers wages for more than two months, Liu Jingqi, who was penniless, had no choice but to ask the factory for help, but was refused.Later, it was hard to scrape together the money, but at this time the patient had been in a coma for two days.According to Liu Jingqi and another worker who were waiting in front of Liu's hospital bed, at about 1 am on the 13th, the heart of 23-year-old Liu Huangqi stopped beating.When he was dying, he only left this sentence: "There are two minutes left, don't stop me, I have to clock in..." Then he coughed up blood and died... At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I came to Meierjin Textile Factory again.When several security guards stopped me and asked loudly what I was doing, I unhurriedly took out a pack of "White Sand" brand cigarettes from my bag, and walked forward with a smile on my face. Each of the security guards divided one of them and replied: "I am here to apply for the job. I heard that there is still a need for a security guard here. I am a veteran and have worked as a security guard. I heard that the salary here is good. I want to try it... One of the tall security guards with pimples all over his face stared at me, and the other two security guards obviously believed my words.Although I have been to the gate, but because there are several together, no one recognizes me at this time.When I was registering at the gate, the security guard who was staring at me suddenly said, "I don't think you'd better not go in, because our wages here are very low..." Another security guard also took the conversation and lowered his voice. The voice said: "We have to guard the door for more than ten hours every day. There is no holiday. The monthly salary is only four to five hundred yuan. Yesterday we had two security guards who resigned because the wages were too low and the work was too tiring." Cheerful: It turns out that these security guards also have complaints against their bosses!I pretended to be helpless, and spread my hands and said, "Brother, what are we migrant workers not tired of doing? There is no way, no matter how low the wages are, we still have to find a meal to eat? There are too many people going south to look for work, you If I don’t do it, someone will do it soon. If I hadn’t been a soldier for several years, I really don’t know what kind of job I can find at this time...” Seeing my firm attitude, a small security guard said: “You are here I’m sure it won’t be long, it’s very tiring.” I took the bait on purpose and replied, “No matter how tired you are, you won’t be exhausted, right?” Hearing my words, another worker who was registering me in the factory The security guard blurted out: "Who said that no one died of exhaustion? Not long ago, someone in our factory was so exhausted that he vomited blood and died. Now they are still arguing..." At this point, the other party realized that he had slipped his mouth, and immediately said carefully. I looked around nervously and saw no one, so I shrank my neck and quickly stopped talking.After a Gaozi security guard called the factory office, an office worker questioned me for a long time, and finally the other party finally sent a tall and burly middle-aged man over to take me in. As soon as I entered, I heard the roar of machines coming from the workshop behind.There is a four-story building next to the factory building, and the other three sides are relatively simple.I followed the man to the outside of the office with the big sign of "Meierjin Textile Factory and Wool Weaving Factory". I saw a blank-looking female worker cleaning inside, but no one else was there.After the man yelled upstairs a few times in Cantonese, he told me to wait outside the door for a few minutes, saying that the person in charge would arrive soon, and then left.I hurried to the toilet as an excuse, and approached the workshop where the machines were screaming loudly.The toilet is just under a low back wall not far from the workshop.Seeing that no one was paying attention, I turned around again, quickly walked around to the side of the workshop, and entered following the sound.It was working hours at this time, and there were almost no other idlers in the workshop. I sneaked into the workshop, and a foul air mixed with dust and cotton lint came in my nostrils. I didn't expect the air inside to be so dirty. If I didn't cover my mouth tightly, I would definitely cough out. More than 100 male and female workers are working hard in their respective positions. I don’t know whether it’s because the machines here are always so deafening, or the workers are so focused and numb in their usual work. Anyway, no one noticed me as an unexpected visitor.The workshop area is not big, it looks very crowded.Although the sun was high outside, it was dark inside, lit by rows of dusty incandescent lamps.In this rumbling machine workshop, although there are more than a dozen big outdated fans hanging above it, and several big windows are wide open, there is not much air flow at all. In addition, there are many people inside, and the heat emitted by the machine is constant. Still unbearably hot.I was drenched in sweat as soon as I entered.In such a filthy and harsh environment, not to mention working for a long time, even staying there for half an hour without doing anything is unbearable.No wonder Liu Huangqi, who is only 23 years old, was so tired that he vomited blood and collapsed beside the machine.In order to prevent anyone from being suspicious, after walking around for a few minutes, I quickly walked around from the toilet to the front of the factory office. When I first entered the factory office, I saw a well-maintained Ma with short hair who claimed to be the boss of the factory, looking for me.As soon as this woman saw me, she stared at me with those small eyes for a long time, and suddenly asked coldly: "Aren't you here to apply for a security guard? Why are you running around here? Do you have any documents, show them quickly?" Look!" I pretended to open the bag to look through it. At this time, there was a sudden coughing sound from the building. I looked around and saw a short and fat man wearing a pair of wide-brimmed tortoiseshell glasses and a brown-colored imported T-shirt. A man in his fifties walked slowly down from the second floor while staring at me with extremely vigilant eyes.It turns out that from the right side of this office there is also an exquisitely constructed granite staircase leading directly to the second floor. Before he could speak, he heard another noise coming from outside the door, including Liu Zhicheng's voice, probably because he was about to come in for an interview and was stopped by the security guard at the gate.Hearing the commotion, the woman surnamed Ma ran out quickly.I breathed a sigh of relief, so I sat on the sofa in the hall swaggeringly facing the scrutinizing eyes of the man who had walked in front of me. Suddenly, the man pointed at me with a blushing face and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do here?" I hurriedly said that I was here to apply for a security job.He ignored it, and stared at me suspiciously, as if thinking of something, he quickly picked up a newspaper from a newspaper folder in the corner of the wall, and flipped through it.I saw him pause, staring at me with scrutiny.I was thinking to myself.Suddenly, the fat man pushed his glasses and screamed in a strange voice: "I see, you are a reporter! You are a reporter from Southern Metropolis Daily! Your name is Shi Ye, and you are from Guangzhou." Yes!" I was really taken aback by the other party's sudden scream!I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart: This is really strange. How could this guy recognize me and call me by my name the first time we met?How could anyone know me in a place like this?For a while, my monk Zhang Er was really confused.I searched all my memories hard, but I couldn't remember where I had seen this person before me. Seeing that the other party has seen through my true identity, I don't think there is any need to hide anything.I stood up abruptly, took out my press card, and replied, "I didn't expect anyone to know me here. The boss is right. I am Shi Ye, a reporter from the Southern Metropolis Daily. The circumstances of Liu Huangqi's death..." He was stunned, then grabbed my ID again, and looked at it over and over again, as if trying to figure out something.When he learned that I came here because of Liu Huangqi's death, his unhappy face became even more gloomy.He kept saying he didn't know anything about it.I heard Liu Zhicheng's voice outside, and hurriedly said to him: "If you don't know, please ask the person in charge of the factory to come out. You know, we have reporters from several newspapers, and there is a reporter from Hong Kong's "Oriental Daily." "What about." "Why even the "Oriental Daily" came here? It's not a big deal, you reporters are really..." "The good people are exhausted to death in your factory, how can this be done?" Is it a trivial matter? I'm just here to investigate the cause of Liu Huangqi's death... How about it, boss, let the reporters outside the door come in, we're just here to find out about the situation, why are you so unfriendly to us?" The fat boss said With an elongated face, he reluctantly passed a few words on his mobile phone, and then looked at me angrily. A few minutes later, Liu Zhicheng strode in with a heavy camera bag on his back, followed by Liu Liang, Zeng Huafeng, and Xiao Xie, followed by the woman who claimed to be Ma with a full face of anger.After my repeated questioning, the woman introduced that the fat man in front of her was Boss Zhou. Seeing several reporters coming all of a sudden, their expressions became extremely unnatural, and they immediately asked us to show our press cards.The woman surnamed Ma also asked the office clerk to take our IDs inside to make copies, and we immediately protested.The woman said with a long face, "I won't make copies. Who knows your real identities, so I can have proof." At our request, they evaded the important and ignored the trivial, and refused to say anything at all.After dawdling for more than ten minutes, the fat Boss Zhou proposed to make friends with the reporter. Then, he stretched out his two chubby arms and hugged my neck in a nasty motion, constantly making friends with me.Immediately afterwards, he made another request to me: "Mr. Ishino, you are a famous reporter in Guangzhou area. I have heard your name for a long time. We have been friends since then! I want to take a photo with you now. How about it, you won't refuse me this little request, right?" After finishing speaking, he leaned close to me involuntarily and asked Liu Zhicheng to take a photo for us.I really didn't know what kind of medicine was in his gourd for a while, and I wanted to refuse, but then I thought, I'm not a celebrity, so let's take a photo together.It is better not to offend him at this time.Seeing that I was so straightforward, Zhou happily took out a label with his face on it from the drawer, hung it around his neck, and just waited for a photo.At this time, we learned that the man and woman in front of us are a couple. The man is Zhou Buzhang, who is the general manager, and the woman, surnamed Ma, is the factory director. She is 58 years old this year. Seeing that I didn't object, this week the boss hugged me more intimately and kept asking Liu Zhicheng to take pictures.Although I got goosebumps from his actions, I still had to bite the bullet and let Liu take a picture; but he said that there were too few pictures and wanted to take a few more, and then sat on the sofa and asked to put his arms around my neck to take another picture a few.I suppressed the resentment in my heart, clenched my fists and really wanted to hit his head, but reason made me dismiss the idea.Unexpectedly, Liu Zhicheng took a picture of my expression at that moment.Several years have passed now, most of those photos taken by Liu Zhicheng have disappeared, but this one is still in one of my books.Although I have been in a state of wandering these years, from south to north, constantly moving, wandering, and lost a lot of precious things, but I did not expect this photo to be preserved. I did not expect that a few years later It became one of my "classic" illustrations for this book. After taking the photo, the boss Zhou took a piece of "Oriental Daily" on July 13th from the newspaper he had just put down, pointed to the color picture on it about me and Jinyan Elementary School when I was in court, and laughed. Said: In fact, when you walked in, I immediately recognized you as the well-known Shida reporter in our Hong Kong and Macau regions!I said, Reporter Shi, it is our fate that you can visit our small factory today. I hope we can become friends in the future... It wasn't until this time that I suddenly realized that this guy also found out through the photos in the newspaper. Know me!No wonder he just looked at me like a monster for a long time and screamed hysterically!How can I be friends with such a boss who only cares about earning money without caring about the life and death of his employees?