MMB Chapter 1207 - 603: Once in a Thousand Years_3
Chapter 1207 - 603: Once in a Thousand Years_3
Chapter 1207: Chapter 603: Once in a Thousand Years_3Zhang Kun was now even more energized, "I’ll come over right now, and after I arrive, can I interview you? Don’t worry, the two hundred yuan for the information fee won’t be a penny short."
In those days, the status of journalists was still quite high, with a moniker such as ’king without a crown’, which sounded very glamorous.
But that was for the general public. In truth, every profession is the same, the hardships are known only to those within it. Transportation and information flow were not convenient, and gathering news often meant running one’s legs off. After all, it wasn’t yet the era where everyone had a mobile phone and could break news at any moment. Nor was sensationalist titling popular, stirring up shock or ’silent tears of men and women’ and other such messy headlines.
Of course, at that time, there wasn’t a practice of paying for tip-offs. However, when Zhang Kun himself used to go out on assignments, he would often promise to take someone out for a meal in return for a heads-up on any news...
Although two hundred yuan seemed a bit expensive, it all depended on the person. It might not work for others, but if the informant was Boss Yan’s cousin, the price was quite reasonable. After all, isn’t networking important in any line of work?
Besides, those in the know were aware that the inspection team was going to the countryside. The people from the TV stations and newspapers had all prepared, but then came the announcement not to make a big fuss, barring journalists from following along.
Now, it was on his own accord that he got a tip and went to report on the Wan City beef, ’accidentally’ encountering members of the inspection team was purely coincidental. If he could publish the news on the inspection afterward, then great; if not, he could wait until the inspection team had left. Either way, he was a journalist who had been to the inspection site and had firsthand materials...
Having received Zhang Kun’s promise, Lin Haihu was so delighted he couldn’t contain himself. After hanging up the phone, he began to revel in his fantasies: He certainly couldn’t tell his family about the two hundred yuan he would receive, or it would end up like his previous earnings and New Year’s money—none would be left for him.
But how should he spend the two hundred yuan himself?
There was hardly anywhere to spend money in this small rundown town; having too much money was a worry!
Humming a little tune and struggling to conceal his excitement, Lin Haihu approached Heizi, winking to signal that the matter was taken care of, then continued happily as part of the watching crowd.
He then heard Assistant Meng, the leader, speaking, "Comrade Yan Fei has developed to this point, so you should be able to start some scientific re