Suppressing the extremely anxious mood in his heart, Mihir, a special reporter for Time Magazine, silently counted from one to six hundred in his heart.

Just now, Di Xian Sang walked into the master bedroom and first untied her hands and feet that were tied behind her back.

Then tell them, "You are free, but you need to stay in the room for ten more minutes before we can get out of this room, because we have to use those ten minutes to set off some distance first." ”

Even if he didn't want to delay for a second in his heart, Mihir still counted six hundred times with his normal frequency.

Then he rushed out of the master bedroom like crazy and rushed towards the small coffee table on the sofa.

Thank God! She saw her own one in the pile of mobile phones on the coffee table, and after picking up the phone, she did not hesitate to dial an extremely important phone number in the address book.

That number was the editor-in-chief of Time magazine, Isaacson's private phone number.

After Mihir got the private number, he kept refraining from calling it.

Because a big man like the editor-in-chief, if there is no sufficient reason, even a special reporter like her would not dare to disturb the other party.

But now, go to the special big guy and can't bother.

I believe that for the sake of the exciting content at hand, the old man is estimated to be able to even do the thing of lifting shoes for himself.

After a short wait, the phone was finally connected, and the voice of an old man familiar to Michiel came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, I'm Isaacson, who are you?"

I don't care about any politeness, even if the other end of the phone is my own big boss.

Like a madwoman, Mihir yelled desperately: "Mihir, one of your many special correspondents; ”

"Do you know who I just interviewed him? It was Zhang Dixian, whom Trump hated the most, and we communicated a lot of questions during the interview, and each of them was enough to become the hottest news headlines. ”

A loud gasping sound came from the other end of the phone, indicating that the editor was shocked.

Soon, the editor-in-chief's voice became fanatical: "Well done, Ms. Michiel, you are the best reporter in Time magazine, and this year's Pulitzer Prize will definitely be yours." ”

"Now, Ms. Mihir, you need to send the interview back, we need to hurry up and hurry up, and please be assured that when you come back, there will be a big prize money and an important position waiting for you. ”

Listening to the editor-in-chief's series of promises, Michiel trembled with excitement.

She is jumping up and down like this, isn't it fame and fortune that she is doing!

It's just that in the face of the editor-in-chief's request, she was a little embarrassed:

"It will take me at least two days to get the manuscript of this interview out, and what I promised Zhang Dixian is that he will be the cover character next month, so I shouldn't be in such a hurry, right?"

However, the editor-in-chief's answer was very unexpected.

The excited voice like chicken blood sounded in my ears:

"No, ma'am, you have only eight hours to send back the manuscript and pictures, so why should we wait until the next issue to publish this big explosive news?"

"Tomorrow is the release date of the latest issue, and we still have ten hours from now on, eight hours for you to catch up, and then we will re-typeset and print, ma'am, we are making history. ”

Maybe it's the latter phrase 'making history' that completely hits Michil's G-spot.

She accepted the almost impossible task from the editor-in-chief, and quickly pulled out her laptop from the computer bag in the corner.

Then I took the interview material and quickly edited the manuscript.

Suddenly, however, she realized that there were several other people in the master bedroom, waiting for her to untie them.

When Zhang Dixian left, he didn't let everyone go, and in his opinion, as long as he let go of one of them, the rest of the people didn't have to worry about him.

Realizing this, Mihir stopped what he was doing and was about to untie them.

Just as she got up, a devilish thought arose in her heart: why did they need to be unraveled, and what should they do if they leaked the news after being unraveled?

So, the crazy Yanma was busy again.

As for the plan to unravel these people, she has put it a day later, and I believe that at that time, the latest issue of Times Zhou Dynasty magazine was already full of streets and alleys.

The bearded, sturdy man on the cover alone can cause a huge storm.

And as an interviewer, she will become a shining superstar in the world of journalism.

And the price to pay for this may be because she is suspected of illegal detention, and she may be put in the dock.

But what does it matter, I believe that the consortium behind the Zhou Dynasty of the Times, for this reason, is willing to send a huge team of lawyers for herself to defend her......

In Uncle Sam's Western Hemisphere, at one o'clock in the morning, the mailbox of the editor-in-chief Isaacson, who had been waiting in the office, finally refreshed the manuscript from the island nation.

After clicking on the email quickly, Isaacson browsed greedily.

When the huge explosion points in the manuscript came into his eyes, this old man in his sixties was completely more energetic than taking the little blue pill.

Then, the entire editorial department, which was required to work overtime, immediately took full action.

The original cover feature, in which Commander Trump shouts 'Where is our aircraft carrier fleet' on Capitol Hill, has been replaced with a man wearing only trousers.

This interview about Zhang Dixian was also placed in the most eye-catching position in the weekly magazine.

It was also when I saw this interview that the overtime workers, who were originally full of complaints, immediately cheered up, and as the editor-in-chief boasted, they are now making history.

An hour later, the latest typesetting was sent to the printing house.

It was undoubtedly a waste of a lot of money to scrap all the previous prints, but new content was constantly being printed and bound, and the editorial office ordered ten times the amount to be printed in one go.

Everyone involved knows that they will earn more this time......

In fact, as they expected, after the new issue of the weekly magazine was launched, there was no more content than the macho man on the cover.

Against a simple background, the man wearing only small trousers has a carefully groomed thick beard on his black face.

On the bare upper body, the muscles are as clear as a knife, and finally the indescribable bulge is added.

That strong male hormone can come through the cover of the paper.

In contrast, those so-called Hollywood tough guys are simply sissies who pretend to be posturing.

Of course, what is even more exciting is the content of the interview, as Mihir promised, not a single word of Zhang Dixian has been changed.

So those tough remarks shocked the whole world:

I will come, but you can choose when the war begins, but when it ends, it's up to me!

I'm not a horrible thug, my opponent will always be Uncle Sam and the army of the island nation, all civilians don't worry, you won't be harmed in any way......