Liu Lun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Director Zhang’s words.
After all, since the higher-ups had approved his publication, he could rest assured and let it be printed.
This was groundbreaking news writing.
"Director Zhang, I understand. I’ll make the arrangements," Liu Lun replied with joy.
"Good, then go ahead. Let me know if anything comes up," Director Zhang said before hanging up the phone.
Liu Lun smiled as he looked at the phone.
Was this his chance to finally take off?
This was news about someone attacking Liu Yuanxiong. Once published, Hong Kong would be shaken, and even major media companies in the mainland would want to buy exclusive reprint rights.
Liu Lun was delighted with Du Meiqing’s performance.
Du Meiqing did not disappoint Liu Lun. Combining descriptions from others with her vivid imagination, she painted a picture of the evening’s events with no discernible difference.
After finishing her draft, Du Meiqing excitedly walked to Liu Lun’s office and handed it to him, saying, "Editor-in-Chief Liu, please review my draft."
Liu Lun gave it a cursory glance. He was too lazy to read what was specifically written.
After all, the higher-ups had already agreed to let him publish it.
"Meiqing, I won’t read it. Let’s go straight to publishing," Liu Lun said, taking the draft and handing it back to Du Meiqing.
"Editor-in-Chief Liu, aren’t you going to review the draft?" Du Meiqing was taken aback.
This was not Liu Lun’s usual style.
"I spoke with the higher-ups and informed them that we can publish, so you can boldly pursue good news. There’s no article we can’t publish."
Liu Lun explained to Du Meiqing in a rather boastful manner.
His implication was that he had the power to get her articles published anytime.
Du Meiqing nodded upon hearing this and then said, "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Liu. I'll go publish it now."
"Go ahead," Liu Lun replied.
After Du Meiqing left, she immediately published an exclusive news report using her own account:
"Shocking! Liu Yuanxiong, one of Hong Kong’s top ten wealthiest individuals, was publicly slapped. What caused this? Who is the assailant? (With photos)"
Du Meiqing’s article also included a side profile photo of Xia Feng.
It would be difficult for someone unfamiliar with Xia Feng to identify him, but it would be easier for those who knew him.
As soon as this explosive news was released, it garnered immense attention, with millions of clicks within five minutes.
Unfortunately, it was taken down before ten minutes had even passed.
Du Meiqing, who was feeling smug on the backend, suddenly saw the news article disappear.
"What’s going on?"
Seeing this, Du Meiqing quickly got up and walked towards Liu Lun’s office.
"Editor-in-Chief Liu, didn’t you say we could publish? Why was it taken down immediately after being posted?" Du Meiqing asked anxiously.
In that short time, Liu Lun was unaware of what had happened.
"Taken down?" Liu Lun was also surprised.
He quickly opened the main news page and indeed could not see the news Du Meiqing had just published.
"Wait a moment, I’ll ask," Liu Lun said, dialing Director Zhang’s number.
The call connected, but no one answered.
Liu Lun realized something was wrong.
At this hour, Director Zhang should have answered the phone.
"Editor-in-Chief Liu, what’s wrong?" Du Meiqing asked anxiously.
"Director Zhang isn’t answering. I’ll try again later," Liu Lun consoled her.
"Editor Liu, could something have happened?"
Du Meiqing began to feel scared, as the news they were publishing involved a person of considerable stature.
What if they sought revenge?
Although it was a society governed by law, one never knew what these wealthy tycoons might do.
"It’s fine. We’ve reported on Liu Yuanxiong before. Besides, as long as the facts are true and there are no false reports, at most it won’t be published. What else could happen?" Liu Lun reassured himself.
He was right. As long as the report was factual, they were merely reporting something they shouldn’t have, fulfilling their media responsibilities.
After all, this was Hong Kong, not the mainland, and the restrictions were not as stringent.
As they were talking, a group of people arrived from outside.
After identifying themselves, they took Liu Lun and Du Meiqing away without further ado.
At this point, both of them were in a complete panic.
"We haven't committed any crime. Why are you taking us away?" Liu Lun shouted.
The man in the lead heard this and his expression turned cold. "You can't just publish news about certain people. Take them away."
However, nothing serious would happen to them; it would just be a verbal reprimand.
It was merely a scare tactic.
After all, Liu Lun was right; they hadn't broken any laws.
Liu Lun's dream had just begun, but it was shattered before it could truly take flight.
The two were taken to a certain location.
Du Meiqing was led away separately to a room.
Upon entering, Du Meiqing saw Xia Feng sitting in a chair, with two people standing behind him. One was Long Aotian, the bodyguard she had encountered before, and the other was someone she recognized: Li Zekun, the son of Hong Kong's famous Li Chaoren.
The fact that Li Chaoren’s son stood behind him like a bodyguard made Du Meiqing somewhat nervous. This was the first time she had encountered such a scene.
"Miss Du, there’s no need to be afraid. I just need to ask you some questions, and my news report can no longer be published," Xia Feng said with a smile.
Du Meiqing nodded blankly.
Once it was published, it was immediately suppressed. Who would dare publish it now?
"Have you recently had contact with any special individuals?" Xia Feng asked.
When Xia Feng came down the mountain that day, he had sensed a familiar aura on Du Meiqing, similar to the technique used by the person who had disrupted the feng shui on the mountaintop.
Xia Feng had intended to have Long Aotian investigate, but he didn't expect Du Meiqing to have published related news.
So, he used this as an excuse to bring Du Meiqing over to question her.
"Special individuals?" Du Meiqing was taken aback.
She began to ponder.
If she had to say someone special, you are the most special.
"From abroad," Xia Feng prompted.
With Xia Feng’s reminder, Du Meiqing remembered.
Not long ago, a person from Great Britain invited her to dinner. He wanted to pursue her, and she thought she might be able to dig up some news from him, so she agreed.
Du Meiqing recalled the events of a few days prior.
"Can you arrange to meet him now?" Xia Feng asked.
Xia Feng had originally planned to go to the West to find the person disrupting the feng shui, but he hadn't expected someone to be hiding in Hong Kong.
This person had tampered with Du Meiqing, and he seemed to be an apprentice, which was why Xia Feng couldn't sense his presence.
Because he was an apprentice, Du Meiqing had not yet fallen victim to him.
"This... I'm not sure," Du Meiqing replied honestly.
For some reason, ever since having dinner with that person, she had been dreaming of him every night, even though she clearly disliked him.
She couldn’t understand why she dreamt of him every night.
It felt as though a pair of eyes were watching her from the shadows.