Noon.
Twelve thirty.
In the Street Office Secretary Office, Dong Xuebin and Liu Gang faced off amid thick tension.
Liu Gang smiled from beginning to end, scribbling notes in his notebook with a fountain pen. "Director Dong, what you said isn't right, is it? We abused our authority and incited the common people? Based on that alone, I could sue you for defamation. I'm a reporter, and we have our own discipline. Since you came to Nanshan District, there have been quite a few incidents of ordinary people being beaten up. We simply reported the facts truthfully, recording them and informing the public. Can I take your words to mean that you admit to beating ordinary people, and that you have no fear of consequences? Right?"
Dong Xuebin laughed in anger. "I admit to beating ordinary people? Which ear did you hear that with?"
"Anyway, that's how I understood it. Isn't it?" Liu Gang said.
"Your understanding? Then I truly admire your comprehension skills!"
"Thanks. Since you've admitted it, tomorrow's morning paper will continue reporting on this matter. Our newspaper has an obligation to seek justice for ordinary people." Liu Gang spoke righteously. What he excelled at most was taking things out of context and turning nothing into something. Even if Dong Xuebin said nothing at all, since the newspaper had already set its tone, Liu Gang could still fabricate a pile of nonsense for the news report. The newspaper belonged to them, after all. Liu Gang had the final say in how it was written. Even if Dong Xuebin had seven or eight mouths later, he would never be able to explain himself, and no one would believe him.
Fabricating news?
That depended on who the target was. If it were fake news about District Governor Yuehua, Liu Gang