"Yes, and the Card Face is quite large... Compared to that person's seniority, I'm just a newcor who hasn't been in the society for long."
Chen Ling nodded thoughtfully.
"I have to hurry back, otherwise this unlucky bastard is going to breathe his last." Chu Muyun felt the gradually weakening life Aura of the puddle of mud on his back and pushed his glasses. "This kid seems to have sothing incredible on him. I can't let him just die like this."
"Alright."
"What about you? On Wen Shilin's side, how do you plan to smooth things over?"
Chen Ling's expression was sowhat helpless. He had almost forgotten that there was still Wen Shilin waiting bitterly for him. He had just been taken away by the people from the Stars Chamber of Comrce, and as a result, the chamber of comrce was wiped out, yet he ca back safe and sound... This matter was not easy to explain.
Chen Ling pondered for a mont. As if thinking of sothing, he turned around and walked back into the chamber of comrce.
"Where are you going?"
"To get sothing. You go back first."
Seeing this, Chu Muyun no longer waited for Chen Ling. He turned around and disappeared at the end of the street.
Chen Ling walked through the devastated manor and went straight toward the Dungeon. Relying on his mory, he walked through several empty corridors and finally found a storage room in the corner of the Dungeon. After pushing the door open, rows of shelves appeared before his eyes.
The items placed here were all the personal belongings of the people who had been locked in the Dungeon before. Most of them were money and jewelry, but at this mont, they had all beco ownerless items... Chen Ling casually collected a stack of silver notes and gold coins. His gaze swept over the shelves and finally stopped in front of one item.
"It's indeed here..." The corners of Chen Ling's mouth curled up slightly.
On the shelf, a 'Leica' cara originally belonging to Wen Shilin was lying quietly in the corner.
...
Early morning.
Aurora Daily newspaper office.
Zhuo Shuqing, wearing a coffee-colored jacket and carrying an expensive LU ssenger bag, humd a tune as he walked toward the gates of the newspaper office.
Not seeing Chen Ling at his workstation for several days in a row, Zhuo Shuqing was in a very good mood. It seed the other party had already backed down in the face of difficulties... That was true. The high-end and delicate work of writing articles with a pen was not sothing everyone was competent at. What could that reckless brute with only brute strength know about writing?
Thinking that he wouldn't see Chen Ling in the future, Zhuo Shuqing only felt refreshed. His life had returned to its previous leisurely and affluent state. He arrived at his workstation right on ti for work, planning to go to the coffee shop next door for a cappuccino in a while before starting his morning work.
However, as soon as he walked into the office, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
He saw a figure burying his head and writing furiously next to his workstation. The desk lamp at the corner of the table was even still on.
"Old Ma, when did he co?" Zhuo Shuqing turned his head stiffly and asked the security personnel at the door.
"Him? He ca in the middle of the night and knocked for a long ti to get to open the door for him... He said there was so big news and he needed to hurry up and work overti." The security personnel yawned and muttered softly, "He's really sick..."
"Big news?"
Zhuo Shuqing's brows furrowed unconsciously. After hesitating for a mont, he still walked to his workstation, his eyes stealthily glancing toward Chen Ling's desk...
Right at this mont, Chen Ling on the side suddenly stood up.
Zhuo Shuqing was frightened on the spot and sat down heavily at his workstation. He hastily placed his ssenger bag on the desktop, pretending nothing had happened. However, his heart was already drumming madly at this mont, deeply afraid that the brute would throw a backhand punch at his face again, starting a vigorous workplace bullying.
But Chen Ling acted as if he hadn't noticed him at all. He tucked several handwritten manuscripts into his arms, picked up the cara, and walked quickly toward the film processing room, seemingly to print photos.
He was actually writing a draft seriously??
Zhuo Shuqing was shocked. For a mont, he felt a bit restless sitting at his workstation... It wasn't until his gaze fell on the draft he had just finished writing last night at the corner of the table that his expression settled slightly.
The title of that draft was: "The Victor Never Speaks Much - An In-Depth Exclusive Interview with Vice President Yan Xishou of the Stars Chamber of Comrce."
This article was the result of Zhuo Shuqing's work this week. The Stars Chamber of Comrce had offered generous conditions for him to write a special article for the young master Yan Xishou and publish it in the Aurora Daily... To write this article well, he had listened to the eight-hour personal interview recording of Yan Xishou no less than eight tis. The writing was even more carefully considered word by word, almost condensing his lifelong literary talent into it.
Zhuo Shuqing was quite confident in the weight of this article. After all, everyone knew that Yan Xishou was very likely the next president of the Stars Chamber of Comrce. The opportunity to interview him was not sothing just anyone could have... That Chen Ling was just a newcor. What big news could he use to compare with his heavyweight guest?
Zhuo Shuqing comforted himself while holding the article and preparing to get up. After hesitating for a mont, he still picked up his pen and changed the article to a more attractive title:
"The Victor Never Speaks Much - Vice President Yan Xishou of the Stars Chamber of Comrce Teaches You the Way to Make Money."
Perfect!
Zhuo Shuqing confidently held this article and knocked on Editor-in-Chief Feng Man's office door.
He wanted to hand this article to the editor-in-chief's desk ahead of Chen Ling, to let that newcor know what a true newsman was.
"Please co in."
Zhuo Shuqing pushed the door open, only to see the capable short-haired Feng Man sitting behind the desk, busily flipping through several articles. She looked up at the newcor and then lowered her head to continue working.
"Zhuo Shuqing, is there sothing the matter?"
"Editor-in-Chief, this is the article I prepared over the past two days. Please take a look."
Zhuo Shuqing handed the article over. Feng Man glanced at the title and casually began to flip through it. "Mm... Not bad. Put it on tomorrow's financial page."
Zhuo Shuqing felt a burst of joy in his heart. His thoughts turned rapidly. He planned to take this opportunity to badmouth Chen Ling a bit.
"Editor-in-Chief Feng, regarding that new reporter Lin Yan, I feel he isn't quite suitable..."
Knock, knock, knock—
The knocking sound interrupted Zhuo Shuqing's words.
As Feng Man answered "please co in," Chen Ling, holding a few articles and photos, walked in from outside the door. His gaze swept over Zhuo Shuqing, who was also in the office, and his brows raised slightly.
"Lin Yan, what's the matter?" Feng Man asked.
"Yes, I have a blockbuster frontline exclusive report here. I hope to publish it as soon as possible." Chen Ling handed the article and photos in his hand to Feng Man.
Seeing this, Zhuo Shuqing on the side silently rolled his eyes and couldn't help but speak,
"Lin Yan, the word 'blockbuster' isn't sothing that can be used for just any news. If you use it casually in an article, it will only make people feel that our Aurora Daily is a frivolous dia outlet trying to grab eyeballs..."
Chen Ling glanced at him. "Then may I ask Mr. Zhuo, what kind of news can be considered blockbuster?"
Zhuo Shuqing thought seriously for a mont. "In Aurora City this year, the only news that can be considered blockbuster is that train that crashed through the gates of Aurora City, and that Heretic Chen Ling who immolated himself on the front of the train... Nothing else has this qualification."
While the two were talking, Feng Man took the article and photos. As soon as her gaze swept over the title, her pupils contracted violently!
Bang—!
Her entire person almost bounced up from her seat.
At the sa ti, Chen Ling spoke unhurriedly,
"Then I wonder if the Stars Chamber of Comrce being razed to the ground, with No One Survived within the chamber... does that count as blockbuster?"
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