Chapter 243: I Can't Be Sorry for Myself
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The president seemed to see the expressions of the staff around him disagree, and asked, "The Prophet is also a nobleman, do you want to generalize?" Whoever dares to say that Mr. Yuanhuang is a wicked person is to doubt the vision of the Prophet, and he can't get along with me! โ
The town was over, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.
Yuan Huang looked at Xiao Youxiang beside him, and imitated and squeezed out a smile of appreciation.
Obviously, the president is a diehard loyalist of the prophet.,And love the house and Wu to a certain extent.ใ It is because Yuan Huang is the apprentice of the prophet, the Teleportation Emperor is the prophet's friend, and Xiao Youxiang is the only daughter of the Teleportation Emperor, so they are all treated kindly.
This is the third reason to kill the president.
Yuji began to beckon everyone to disperse immediately, and hurry up and go about their own business. When everyone was busy again as if they were fighting, the president led Yuan Huang and Xiao Youxiang into the main building of the newspaper, and actually began to introduce the surroundings slowly, like a tour guide.
The ground floor is mainly for chores. such as hosting field correspondents or general visitors; Most of the new employees work here, and the desks in a mess belong to the new employees; The counter for billing is also here, and there are many external reporters at the Star Dynasty Newspaper, who will pay directly on the first floor when they come with news.
The second floor is mainly for drawing and typesetting. The images captured with magic props will be reproduced here in the form of realistic drawings; Here, staff members with the ability to cast spells as craftsmen use magic items to design and adjust the layout, and create the original manuscript of the newspaper. This process is important, but it is also more time-consuming and laborious than expected.
The third floor is mainly used for writing. One after another individual cubicles allow everyone to be in a quieter environment, which is the main core of the newspaper. Finance and logistics staff are also here.
The fourth floor is mostly the independent offices of Yuji, the president, and others, but as time goes on, many places are crowded with piles of clutter. The management here is not official, as long as the working environment is quiet enough and the place does not have to be too big.
On the fifth floor is a conference room, and there are three of them.
Yuan Huang saw the original manuscript of today's newspaper, and it was obvious that the typesetting had not yet been completed, and a small part was blank. The headline on the front page was indeed a photo of him wearing a mask......
Who is it? It's so accurate! He was shooting from under his armpit, and the muzzle of the gun was flashing blue and white, and the previous magma was floating in mid-air, heading straight for the president's feet. And the president of the company...... This composition, this angle, it's literal! With his arms open and looking at death as if he were at home, there was no second adjective to be found except for the hero.
"You don't seem to be happy to see this newspaper?"
โโฆโฆ OK. โ
Because of the relationship between often wearing masks, Yuanhuang's ability to hide his expression has regressed a little, and he was discovered by the extremely sharp-eyed president.
However, the president didn't mind too much, and continued, "You know what? Every chapter we publish in the newspaper has someone who likes it and someone hates it, because we only report the truth. Whether you like it or not, the fact that Yu Hanbed wants to kill me will always be there. And tomorrow, it will be placed in front of the people of the whole continent. โ
What else can Yuan Huang say, just holding back his cheeks and not twitching has done his best.
The president seems to have a lot of words: "Actually, I don't understand, how can a person as good as you get together with an unclear guy?" "Celestial Realm"? Haha, even a three-year-old child knows that there is no heavenly realm in this world, it is just an extralegal liar, a crazy woman who is mad. The bloodbathing of the inn, the slaughter of tens of thousands of Fire Clan deserters, and the enslavement of rat people and goblins are enough to prove it. โ
"Don't say that about my sister!"
"Miss, you too, you are not allowed to know people."
Well, the fourth reason.
It's the first time that Yuan Huang has grown so big and heard people say bad things about him behind his back.
The two of them are still arguing. Yuan Huang only hopes to be able to shoot directly, but Xiao Youxiang obviously hopes to get more information, but the opponent is not easy to deal with.
Xiao Youxiang suddenly shook her head angrily: "You are obviously a prophet, but you didn't greet me in advance, is it your fault?" โ
"Not really." The president pouted, "You also saw that the newspaper office is very busy, where do I have time to predict who will come in a while?" โ
"Then you have time to predict that Sister Bed is coming?"
"I'm not available, but someone told me that she was likely to ...... in the near future. Forehead. โ
Forehead?
The president finally missed it for the first time, and the atmosphere was embarrassing to the freezing point. Looking at the president's expression covering his mouth, Yuan Huang was sure that "someone" expected Yuan Huang to come to the newspaper office "in the next few days" based on predictive magic or other speculations, and then told the president "specially kindly" to let him prepare in advance.
This person is probably behind it.
Nobody likes to be toyed with by someone in the shadows, and that's a very bad feeling.
Xiao Youxiang changed the subject and asked, "By the way, isn't the owner of this newspaper Dai Xingquanli?" Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to hold the banner of the Prophet so high? โ
"! He's a fart! Unexpectedly, the president suddenly became excited, "It's just an ungrateful dog who fights for power while the Prophet is away." The owner here is not the dog, but the "Precursor Merchant Group", which is the Prophet's belongings, not the dog's! โ
No one knows why the president is so desperate for the prophet, but there are really not a few such people. Yuan Huang really can't understand how that old bastard can win over so many people's hearts, it's really unworthy.
The fifth reason is that if you insult my comrades-in-arms like this, you shouldn't live one more day.
Releasing from a small cabin deep in the mountains, Yuan Huang found that this long-standing world was full of people who admired and worshipped the prophet, and there were only a handful of people like Dai Xingquan Li who were on the same front as him, and it was indeed worth cherishing.
"In short, you can't generalize all the nobles to demonstrations!"
"You think it's our newspaper that organized this demonstration?" The president sneered, "We are representatives of justice, how can we do such a despicable and dirty thing that is secretly operated?" That's the people's heart, and what you see is the real anger of the people! That's all, it has nothing to do with the newspaper! โ
Yuan Huang and Xiao Youxiang exchanged glances and judged that this sentence was eighty percent true.
"And! Isn't this method of bewitching the hearts of the people very similar to the charm mage? Charm mages should all be dead! โ
In fact, many people know that it is very risky to talk about their political positions and ideas in front of others, and when you clearly express your position, then there are only two kinds of people left around: comrades and enemies. Of course, the president also knows this truth, but to put it bluntly, it is because his emotions are slightly out of control during the quarrel with Xiao Yuxiang.
Yes...... The death penalty is determined. Sixth reason.
Yuan Huang was extremely surprised, time has passed, is there still such a person who is hostile to the charm mage?