Chapter 177: The News’ Evaluation of Zhang Ye!
I am Really a Superstar
At night, when BTV-News Channel was replayed, there was no footage or mention of Father Weiâs memorial event. Not a single word was mentioned of it. This was the expected reaction and also what the television station needed to do. Because they had to uphold the reputation of the station. Whether it be Wang Shuixinâs case or Zhang Ye causing trouble at the live broadcast, it was considered an internal issue, and such dirty linen should not be aired in public.
But the newspapers did not hold back.
This was even more so for the news online; they were all reporting on the matter.
âZhang Ye â A rare occurrence in the media industry who dares to speak out! â
This was a free media blog-like news site. Typically, official media and newspapers would speak more officially, but free media blogs had no such concerns. The article was written in this manner: Many people do not have a high evaluation of Zhang Ye. Peers from his industry especially ostracize him, but that does not include me. My evaluation of Teacher Zhang Ye is very high. I think he is the most daring to speak out amongst all the Beijing broadcast hosts. He does not hide or withhold. He speaks out whatever he thinks of. When he sees injustice, he would care about it. It is similar to his work ethic. He does not consider the consequences or the impact that he would create. He would first do it before any discussion! In Zhang Yeâs âAnalysis of the Three Kingdomsâ, he had said this of Cao Cao: He was a loveable arch-careerist. This is what I say of Teacher Zhang Ye: He is a lovable media hooligan!
âLive Justice! â
âFather Weiâs Death Mystery! â
âWho Condoned a Leader like Wang Shuixin?â
The report was written like this: When some people live, they are already dead! When some people die, they are still alive! I did not watch the live broadcast at first, but saw this poem on the first page of Weibo, in the 6th position. When I finished reading the first paragraph of this poem, I had goosebumps all over. My first thought at that moment was âwhat kind of a talent could write such a wonderful verseâ? Only after reading the whole poem did my mind come up with a name â Zhang Ye. And when I saw the authorâs name at the end, it was really him! I laughed. Perhaps only Zhang Ye, who had written âDead Waterâ and âPrisonerâs Songâ, could write such a poem! I donât know if Beijing Writersâ Association are regretting their decisions now, and neither do I know if there is still anyone who would deny Zhang Yeâs literary standards!
With just âSome Peopleâ, it has ignited the anger of many people!
A trend of âJustice for Father Weiâ has been going around since this morning!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHand over the murderer!â
âSuch a Leader has to step down!â
âWang Shuixin! Let him get lost!â
âIf such a person does not get punished, it will be an injustice!â
âRevenge for Father Wei! Justice for Father Wei!â
The angry crowd vented their anger everywhere. Some even attached a picture of Zhang Yeâs âSome Peopleâ in full!
Suddenly, a law firm announced a piece of news: âTonight, Father Weiâs daughter Wei Ying has hired our law firm to launch legal proceedings against Wang Shuixin!â
âAlright!â
âSupport!â
âSue him!â
âRight, let him take legal responsibilities!â
âAbusing a staff through work, withholding overtime pay and bonuses, causing death, itâs not enough even if Wang Shuixin goes to prison! He has to compensate money, too!â
â¦â¦
In front of the computer.
Zhang Ye, who had returned home, had also seen this. He knew that Wang Shuixin was finished. Compensation would happen for sure, and if the prosecutors investigated, a jail term was also likely. This grandson would surely no longer be allowed to work at the television station anymore. He would also be condemned for life. Who would dare take him?
The incident was so big that even if he could find another job, he will surely be scolded to death by others. Zhang Ye was also well aware that he himself would no longer be able to work at the television station. The poem âSome Peopleâ that was recited live on television was a double-edged sword. It could harm others, but it would also harm him. But Zhang Ye was ready to face the consequences!
Ring, ring, ring!
The telephone kept ringing!
Zhang Ye saw that the call was from his mother, so he answered, âMom.â
âYou rascal! Iâve been calling you for the entire afternoon. Why didnât you answer!â his mother said angrily.
Zhang Ye explained, âI had to attend Editor Weiâs funeral in the afternoon, so it was on silent.â
His mother said in an upset manner, âWhatâs the issue about the live broadcast? Did you scold your Leader again? Are you addicted to scolding your Leaders? Previously it happened, and now it happened again? Your dad said that you definitely would not be keeping your job after what you said. Is that true?â
Zhang Ye acknowledged, âI guess so.â
His mother said, âBut youâve only started working at the television station for how long? You just found a good job! And now you are going to be unemployed again? Can you let me worry less? Can you?â
Zhang Ye puckered his lips, âYou wonât understand. This was something that I had to do. If I donât have a job, I can find another, but I wonât allow them to go scot-free. I canât lose my integrity!â
âIntegrity, my ass! You are just faking it!â Mom scolded.
Zhang Ye said, âAnyway, it has already happened, so donât bother about it. Also, let Dad know that he doesnât need to worry. Are you afraid that your son canât find a job?â
Mom grunted, âIt will be odd if you can find one! Scolding a Leader once is fine, but you scolded a second time, and it was even done live!? In the future, who in the media industry will dare hire you? After hiring you, who knows if a kid like you would suddenly feel pissed and unhappy and come up with something. Who can handle that?â
Zhang Ye puckered his mouth, âThen Iâll change industries. One can distinguish himself in any trade. Thereâs no place I canât become famous in.â
âKeep insisting on your banter. That bad temper of yours has been the same ever since you were young. I donât want to talk to you. Iâm hanging up!â It looks like Mom was really angry.
After hanging up, Zhang Ye laughed bitterly, but did not take it too seriously. He would never regret something that he had done. To be able to bring down Wang Shuixin and seek justice for Editor Wei, Zhang Ye felt that it was good enough for him. He wouldnât say that this made his conscience clear, but at the very least it made him more comfortable with himself! He was happy! He felt good! Wasnât this enough? In life, only having a goal made it meaningful. In the process of reaching oneâs goal, one needed to do it happily. Who cares about your bullsh*t regulations and your bullsh*t order of things! I will do what I want! Is there anything more comforting than that?
Zhang Ye was very simplistic in his thoughts. He had his dreams and wished to be famous. However, this was because this dream would make Zhang Ye happy. That was why dreams were called dreams. It the dreams made him have to ingratiate himself, then it wouldnât be happiness. That so-called dream would become a bizarre obsession. This was not what Zhang Ye liked. Upon thinking of this, Zhang Ye was surprised by his high morals. When did this bro become so excellent? See! See! This broâs words are getting more and more philosophical!