Chapter 237: Finding the Door Through the Internet
Chapter 237: Finding the Door Through the Internet
"Ok?"
Just when the Black Goat suddenly went back on his word and asked Lyon to take it back immediately, in the editorial office of The Sun, a female reporter wearing a wide-brimmed woolen hat suddenly changed her expression, touched her buttocks, and a look of surprise appeared in her two black eyes.
"Nicole?"
Although the movement was large, the female reporter did not make any sound, not even the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, so she was not noticed. Only her colleague who was rubbed by her sleeve noticed the abnormality and tilted his head to remind her in a low voice:
"Be careful, the director is about to curse, don't let him target you!"
"Yeah, but don't worry, he won't be so arrogant for long."
She nodded slightly to the colleague who kindly reminded her, then habitually pulled down her woolen hat to suppress the small tuft of hair sticking up at her temples. She secretly shrugged at the director who was lecturing her with a gloomy face, then tilted her head and smiled softly as she made up a story:
"Old Martin's family status is too low, and he can't stand up at home. He is controlled by his 200-pound fierce wife. He can only take out his anger on us during meetings.
So it doesn’t matter if I get scolded now. When I become the director of the news department next month, I will definitely not hold this kind of useless meeting again, which is useless except for letting impotent old men relieve their heat!”
"Well……"
The corners of his mouth curled up at the female reporter's words. His colleague next to him almost bit his cheeks, and his face turned red before he managed to hold back his laughter.
After taking a few deep breaths and recovering from her laughter, the female colleague couldn't help but complain in a low voice:
"Nicole, please don't hurt me. If I had laughed just now, Old Martin would have pointed at my nose and scolded me for an hour!"
"Sorry sorry."
After an insincere apology, the female reporter flicked her wrist slightly, took out a theater ticket, and put it into her colleague's hand to show her true sincerity.
"This is an apology for your crime, how about it?"
Is this... a ticket for the Morning Star Theatre Company? Or is it a special edition signed by Oscar Wilde, which allows you to go backstage and shake hands with Oscar after the show!
After secretly lowering her head and glancing at the performance ticket in her hand, the female colleague couldn't help but be overjoyed, but she quickly reacted and looked at the smiling female reporter warily, and said with suspicion:
"Not so good! You suddenly gave me such an expensive ticket, you must have troubles to ask me to do, or even let me take the blame for you!"
"That's right! You're so smart!"
After winking at her playfully, the female reporter slightly clamped her legs together, her pretty little face looked as if covered with powder, and she said shyly,
"Well... I went to bed late yesterday, and I drank a few extra cups of coffee in the morning because I was worried that I couldn't hold on. Old Martin talked a lot of nonsense today, and he kept talking over and over for more than an hour, so could you..."
I see. You need someone to cover you up when you have to pee, right?
But today is the regular topic selection meeting. When everyone stands up to talk about the news topics, if Nicole hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid I will have to take double the scolding for her.
Double the scolding... Mr. Wilde's ticket... Oh! It's worth it!
After hesitating for a while holding the ticket, the female colleague sighed, put the ticket in her pocket, and then moved her chair forward to block most of the female reporter's body.
"Then come back quickly!"
"Mmmmm, you're the best Maggie~mua~"
After blowing her friend a sincere kiss, the female reporter, who had found a shield, leaned back slightly, using her colleague's body to block other people's sight, then secretly stretched out her feet in calfskin boots and lightly hooked open the half-open back door of the conference room.
"Squeak~"
With the sound of an old door hinge, the female reporter who had just been sitting upright at the table swayed slightly and slipped out of the meeting room silently. No one actually noticed her departure.
……
Have you left already?
After getting out of the conference room and rushing to the door of the newspaper office, the female reporter could not help but frown slightly as she felt the wave disappear. Then she asked someone, "Who is this?"
"Didn't you just tell me that you sensed another part of your information? Where did it go?"
No one answered for a long time.
When the female reporter's patience was almost exhausted, a voice, as if someone had not woken up yet, finally sounded slowly.
"He ran away." Nonsense! I came here to look for him but I didn't see him. Of course he ran away! The question is where did he run to?
The female reporter, whose face turned somewhat dark, snorted and asked unhappily:
"Directions! Locations! Features! Come on! Just tell me what you have to say! Don't keep asking me questions! Where did the other seventh of you go?"
'...'
"..."
'have no idea. ’
"..."
Damn this lazy demon!
The female reporter stomped her feet in anger after spending a precious autograph ticket to run out, only to find nothing at the door. However, she really couldn't do anything about the devil part that was too lazy to make a sound, so she had to grit her teeth and walk back to the newspaper building.
You disgusting demon! If I ever bother with you again, I'll be a pig!
'correct. '
Just as the female reporter was secretly angry, a furry invisible sheep tail floating behind her buttocks slowly spoke:
'There are people from the Cleanup Bureau waiting in your office.'
? ! ! !
Hearing the reminder from Sheep's Tail, the female reporter raised her eyebrows slightly, then ignored her previous oath and said with vigilance:
"Who's waiting? How many people? Are they here to arrest me or something?"
'...'
"Please speak!!!"
'A man, a fan of yours.'
"what???"
……
"This is Mr. Lyon, who has collected three years of double-issue stamps and obtained our newspaper pass."
After introducing Leon's identity, the smiling guide raised his hand and guided the female reporter wearing a woolen hat, smiling and saying:
“This is reporter Nicole from the News Department. In the six years since she joined the News Department, she has written more than 400 general news articles and more than 120 in-depth reports, and is very popular among our Sun readers.
Whether it is a mass publication or a quality publication, Nicole's reports have a large number of loyal readers. However, it is rare to find readers like you who have subscribed to a double-edition newspaper for three consecutive years... You two can chat, I won't bother you anymore."
After a brief introduction with clear key points, which helped to raise the "value" of both parties, the guide did not stay any longer, but got up and left the office.
After the guide left, the two people who were guessing each other's identities were silent for a while, and then the female reporter spoke first:
"Mr. Lyon, you..."
"I came here this time to ask you a few questions."
As Leon spoke, he took out the prepared newspapers from the shopping bag and placed them on the table one by one.
"Charles Department Store has a big sale, a man was sent to the hospital with a "huge amount of money""
《Shocked! The Ryan family was brutally massacred last night, and the murderer was this person》
"The Duke can't beat the cabbage? A comprehensive review of the Ryan family crisis!"
"Slapping the prince in public, the new Duke of the Ryan family is suspected of suffering from mania!"
"Beauty is more important than power? The Duke of Lionheart is expected to marry into the royal family!"
"..."
"I just wanted to ask you something."
After poking the newspaper on the table, Leon observed the other party's expression and asked with dissatisfaction:
"You've written about me eight times in the past month, and none of them were good things. May I ask what grudge I have against you? When you're looking for material for your report, do you have to focus on me alone?"
(End of this chapter)