If you don't have a dream, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?!

This is a very famous movie line in China, Ashley, Williams, as an Englishman, naturally does not know this Chinese movie line, but at this time, he feels like a salted fish.

London's Underground is world-famous for its crowding, and Ashley, who was squeezed as if he were a sardine can, Williams had a 'gloomy' expression on his face, lacking the vigor that a young man of his age should have. However, it is no wonder that as one of the worst trainees in the batch of intern journalists recruited by The Guardian last year, he has to endure the roar of his boss every day, and it is no wonder that he can go to work in a sunny and happy mood.

As an aspiring and aspiring intern journalist, after more than a year of hard work, he still hasn't removed the prefix 'internship', which really seems like a bad thing.

Ashley, Williams envied his college classmate George, Golden, after graduating from college, he became an intern reporter for the British mainstream media "The Guardian", and George went to work for the local "Echo" in Newcastle. He was much taller than his friend, but a year later, he was still a trainee reporter, and George and Goldin were already official reporters for The Echo, and had also been entrusted with covering Newcastle United.

Well, that's right, this George, Gao Jin reporter, is the young intern reporter with whom Yang Fan had a cooperative relationship when he was still in Newcastle, and George, Gao Jin also won the weight of toast because of Yang Fan's 'fine' color watch, and now it seems that life is very good.

Ashley, Williams put away his envy for his old friend, his brow furrowed, for next to him, two Asian 'girl' children were chattering so much that he couldn't even snooze.

He was just about to remind the two 'girl' children to be quiet, but in an instant, Williams' eyes widened

The two 'girl' children were holding a digital camera and were judging the photographs inside, and it was clear that they were two 'girl' children who had come to England to take pictures of the places they had visited and stayed along the way.

Of course, Williams didn't care about this, what made his eyes widen was that in this photo he saw, a familiar figure appeared!

Alex, Alex Ferguson, the godfather of Manchester United!

Although the focus of the camera is not on the godfather of Manchester United, Ferguson's face can still be clearly recognized, and not only that, but the face of the person who spoke happily to Ferguson can also be seen more clearly.

The date of this photo is shown a week ago.

"Hello, two beautiful 'women'. "Ashley, Williams squeezed out a little free time and said hello to the two 'girl' children. (Good Novel)

"Hello. One of the 'girl' children replied in English.

This made Williams breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, the other party can speak English, otherwise communication is a big problem.

"Where did you take that picture, and it looks pretty good. Sorry, I just turned my head and saw this picture, I didn't mean to. ”

The two 'girl' children were not angry at Williams' 'voyeurism', and the 'girl' who had just answered him said, "Even in London, a very nice café, do you think the environment is very good? Otherwise, business there should be 'good'. ”

Williams's eyes lit up in the middle of nowhere.

"That's right, I'm a journalist. Ashley, Williams pulled out his press card, "This picture is of some use to me, and I want to buy it." Excuse me, is that okay?"

The two 'female' children were surprised at first by the man who suddenly revealed his identity and said that he wanted to buy the photo in his camera, and then the two began to discuss.

Seeing that the two 'girl' children seemed to have different opinions, Williams couldn't understand the language they spoke, so he couldn't be in a hurry, but he couldn't express his eagerness, in that case, it would only make the two 'girl' children realize the value of the photo, and he might offer a price that he couldn't afford.

Williams didn't know that the reason for the dispute between the two 'girl' children was not whether to sell it to him, but that one of the 'girl' children said that it was just a photo, and there was no one on it, just a photo from the café, and he gave it to the reporter, and the other 'girl' child was very economical, saying that he could not give it away for nothing, and he would definitely collect money, and moreover, he would sell it for a good price.

"Five hundred pounds!" said the 'girl'.

Ashley, Williams heard the 'girl' child speak, and his heart fell to the ground with a stone, and when he heard the 'girl' child's offer, he relaxed even more, and this price was still within the range he accepted. Not too high.

"Two hundred pounds! I can only offer that. ”

The 'girl' was overjoyed, and when she first asked for five hundred pounds, she was also beating a drum in her heart, because an inconsequential photograph could be sold for five hundred pounds, which was something she could not have imagined. In her mind, it would be nice to be able to sell for a hundred pounds, and the asking price of five hundred pounds was just a bargain, and now, hearing this reporter's bargain for two hundred pounds, she was happy.

"Four hundred pounds, it can't be lower. ”

"Okay, become 'handsome'. "Ashley, Williams was going to continue the bargain, but seeing that someone seemed to notice the situation here, he immediately nodded and ended the bargain. No one dares to guarantee that there will be a colleague who will notice the situation here and come over to intercept it halfway.

However, in the next second, Williams's face was ugly, "I only have two hundred pounds on me—"

Hearing him say this, the 'girl' child's face was not good.

When Williams saw this, he hurriedly said, "Well, I'll pay you two hundred pounds first, and you come with me to the newspaper office and copy the picture, and I'll pay the other two hundred pounds!"

The two 'girl' children discussed it again and nodded in agreement. It was only at this moment that Williams breathed a sigh of relief, and all he was thinking about now was, who was the man who had a secret meeting with Ferguson in this relatively remote café? What were they discussing?

That's the real value of this photo.

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London, the office building of The Guardian, editor-in-chief Alain. Ruth Bridger was throwing a thunderous tantrum in his office.

"Williams, that bastard. Ruthbridge growled, "What the hell is he doing? I've never seen a dumber trainee reporter than him!"

Ruth Bridger was wielding a copy of The Times, and he arranged for Williams to follow up on one thing, but Williams screwed up, and the Times over there 'made' the report was not only more detailed than the Guardian's, but also dug up some fierce material that Williams didn't dig up. In such a contrast, can Ruthbridge not be angry?

"Boss, big surprise! ! " The door was pushed open and Williams ran in.

"Shit! I know it's someone else's!" Ruthbridge said, tossing the newspaper in his hand at Williams.

Williams didn't seem to notice his boss's angry expression, and asked in surprise, "Who? Who robbed me of the news? No way, I'm the scoop." ”

"And scoop?!" Ruthbridge really wanted to give this stupid boy a fat beating. Hopefully it will open his mind.

"That's right, I haven't heard of any media covering Ferguson." ”

"Wait, you say Ferguson?" Ruthbridger, although still in a state of anger, as an old paparazzi who has been in the industry for decades, immediately smelled the key word.

"That's right, it's Alex Ferguson, and I have a picture of him having a secret meeting with someone else. ”

"Where's the photo?"

"Ah, you don't belong to us yet. Williams said with some embarrassment, "The other party asked for four hundred pounds, and I only had two hundred pounds." ”

Ruthbridger's face immediately became very colorful...... "Is our Guardian's budget so tight?" and then he understood that Williams is a fool who has been doing his job badly, and he really has no funds on hand.

A few minutes later, Williams took the remaining £200 and obtained the photograph from the two 'girl' children, and signed an agreement with the 'girl' child just in case, which stipulated that the 'girl' child would only be able to provide the photo to The Guardian.

Then the Guardian's editor-in-chief, Ruth Bridger, saw the photograph that Williams had copied from his computer.

It was indeed a photo of Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson and a middle-aged man drinking coffee together, and from the photo, the two seemed to be talking happily.

"The name of this café is 'Mill Cafe' and the location is very remote. Williams said.

"Who's that man?" asked Ruthbridger.

"I don't know, but Smith must know. Williams said.

Smith is the treasure of the Guardian, and he has an excellent memory of 'sex', as long as it is a person he has glanced at or any other photo, he remembers it. Therefore, his daily task is to look at various pictures and memorize the names of people and places so that he can support his colleagues at any time.

"I know this man. Smith glanced at the picture and nodded.

"Who is he?" Williams asked quickly. He was so concerned about it.

Ruthbridge was about to ask, but he was robbed, and he glanced at the reckless fellow.

"Michael, Baker. "He's a German agent, it's Michael, Ballack's agent, and of course, he's also the agent of the Chinese striker who is now popular in football. ”

"Praise God!" Williams growled, almost through gritted teeth.

And Ruth Bridger, the editor-in-chief of the Guardian, also had a smile on his face, he didn't expect that the man was still a big man, no matter what he and Ferguson were talking about, just this identity gave the Guardian enough room to play.

He came up and patted Williams on the shoulder, "Ashley, do a good job! ”

Williams was on the verge of crying.

A minute later, Williams came out of the editor-in-chief's office and greeted a colleague, "Hi Michael, it's a nice day." The sun is so nice. ”

The colleague glanced at Williams suspiciously, and then looked at the dripping rain outside the window, and his expression was very tangled