Shi Nian glanced at Spicy Girl and slipped into the restroom to take the call.
Li普曼 asked outright when the article could be published.
Obviously, Li普曼 was worried that the case, which Deep Throat originally had exclusive access to police information, was now being preempted by their old rival Black Curtain, gaining attention.
The value of news lies first in its "newness." If you can’t compete in speed, it’s like giving up half the kingdom.
Shi Nian hesitated a bit: "Boss, it’s just that this is a series of cases, and many details haven’t been revealed. If we publish now, I’m worried about the accuracy of the article."
Li普曼 pondered for a moment: "If we can have exclusive information rights, I wouldn’t mind if you dig deeper before publishing. But Hour, the opponent is already at the gates, leaving us no room for thorough preparation."
"I trust your professionalism, so why not choose an objective and fair perspective within your understanding and publish first."
The market and professionalism... it’s always a dilemma for media professionals.
Naturally, everyone wants to balance both, but in this fiercely competitive era, sometimes professionalism has to yield to market demands. Without the market, the organization can’t even survive, let alone support journalists in their pursuit of professional depth.
Shi Nian had to concede: "Ok. I’ll publish the first article tonight and send it to your inbox once it’s done."
Outside the dormitory, Xiong Jie dialed Nana’s number again, still unable to get through.
The assistant stepped forward and said: "We almost have enough material to make a few articles."
"That may be so, but I still regret not interviewing the person involved, Nana." She said, glancing up at the window of room 507.
Originally, it was just a subconscious action, but she saw the curtains of 507 flutter. Xiong Jie squinted her eyes.
Could it be that someone is hiding behind the curtain, watching her?
Xiong Jie grabbed the assistant: "Go and see if you can find a student in this dormitory and ask them to check who’s currently in room 507. Especially, see if Nana is there."
The assistant hesitated slightly.
Xiong Jie immediately said: "Pay them. As long as someone is willing to do it, $200, cash."
For the sake of the news, to get ahead, she never shied away from using these borderline tricks.
The assistant smiled, turned around, and soon returned with a nod: "Someone has already gone. Just wait, the message will come back soon."
The student who took up the "task" had no idea what impact this would have on Shi Nian; for him, it was just about seeing who was in room 507. Being paid $200 in cash for such a small task felt like money falling from the sky.
The student happily went upstairs, and as he reached the door of room 507, not yet having figured out a pretext to knock, someone ghostly followed him, patting him on the shoulder.
The student was startled, quickly turned back, and gave an awkward smile: "Professor T? Why you?"
Tang Yanqing smiled through his black-framed glasses: "Why not me? I live in this room, remember?"
After escorting Shi Nian into the dormitory, Tang Yanqing vanished into the crowd like a ghost, looking for the least conspicuous corner, observing Xiong Jie’s every move.
How she instructed her assistant, how she searched for informants, all fell under his watchful eyes.
The student felt a bit awkward: "Oh, professor, please go in first."
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Facing someone like him feels akin to meeting a fortune teller, or as the Western terminology goes—a "medium."
For ordinary people who can’t even understand themselves, everything lies in his grasp. Just by casually glancing at you, he accurately dissects your inner thoughts... This feeling is truly terrifying.
Thus, this student has long held reverence for this professor. Now facing him, he feels exposed and transparent.
Tang Yanqing smiled: "Making money with labor, there’s nothing wrong about that. So why not let me add an extra hundred dollars to buy your immediate retreat. How about that?"
[See you tomorrow~ The value of this Kangchuan University case lies in its reflection of many events and people, serving as a mirror.]
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