"Why did you reply like that?"
Le Yu raised the manuscript in his hand and could not help laughing.
Qing Lan's face flushed slightly. "I thought this question would be hard to answer. Instead of arguing with them over the style and amount of nudity in the pictures, it would be better to define them as discriminating against women first. That way, I could take the moral high ground and refute them..."
Le Yu looked at Qing Lan with newfound respect.
Sharp!
She had actually grasped the core of arguing for the sake of arguing—putting a label on people!
Regardless of the facts, first slap a label on the other party, then stand on the moral high ground and denounce them. That way, their position would shift from "criticizing" to "explaining." As everyone knew, the side doing the explaining was always at a disadvantage.
When you started explaining yourself, onlookers would assume you had actually done something wrong.
The newspaper office was clearly the one that needed to explain itself here, but Qing Lan had turned "explaining" into "criticizing," instantly seizing the initiative. Even if the readers did not agree with the newspaper office's position, they might not necessarily support its critics either. As long as the readers chose not to take sides, the matter would soon blow over. Everyone was busy working, after all. They read the newspaper for a bit of entertainment—who had the time to argue?
In truth, Le Yu knew that the newspaper office was in the wrong this time. He had put a large, high-definition erotic picture on the newspaper's cover to stimulate consumption and attract readers. It amounted to unfair competition. And although East Sun District had a strong and open commercial atmosphere, it was not so open that newspapers could put pictures like