New York.

The New York Times Building.

Sitting at his desk, Duke's editor-in-chief watched the growing heat of the topic on the computer screen, and couldn't stop talking.

Thanks to the successful launch of the life support unit, NASA's news has swiped the headlines of major media, making many people have a sense of returning to that excitement. The era of emotion, the era of invincibility of the Star-Spangled Banner.

Under the influence of such a public opinion environment, all reports about the Ares project have been warmly sought after by people.

There is no need to create too much atmosphere, just a little simple artistic processing of things, coupled with a shocking headline, and even the whole newspaper will be quickly sold out.

For the first time since entering the Internet era, the New York Times' sales have increased by more than 20 percent for two consecutive months. And at least half of the credit for all this is inseparable from his department.

Thinking of the skyrocketing KPI figures, he couldn't help but be fascinated.

Maybe in two months, it's time for him to change offices.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and Camille, a reporter from the editorial department of the current affairs panel, stepped on his high heels and walked in briskly.

This time he didn't blame her for not knocking on the door, Duke who was happy to see everything was so pleasing to the eye, played with the pen cover in his hand, looked at Camille who walked in the door and said with a pleasant face.

"What's the matter? Or is there some big news? ”

Camille said hurriedly.

"Big news, from across the Pacific."

Leaning back in his chair, Duke smiled and said, "Lucky fellow, I'll hear it." ”

"I think it's better for you to see it yourself." As he spoke, Camille dropped the report in his hand on his desk and looked at Duke's editor-in-chief with a smug face, "I'm sure you'll be absolutely shocked by this good news!" ”

Duke's eyebrows raised, he sat up straight from his chair, and picked up the report with interest.

However, just as he saw the title, his eyes were glued to the paper and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Row by line, he quickly saw the report to the end, Duke's index finger kept rubbing against the paper, and a trace of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but whisper a foul word.

“Jesus-Christ!”

It's unbelievable!

Placing the report on the table, Duke stood up with his hands on the table, staring at Camille with blazing eyes, and said excitedly.

"There was a serious design flaw in the Yuegong, and it was only after the circuit heat pipes were wired that the efficiency of the cooling system was not up to standard...... China's lunar landing program is likely to suffer a major setback...... Is this news true? ”

Camille smiled at the corners of her mouth and said slowly.

"Remember the last time I told you about the informant in China? There is also the news that Huaguo intends to build a space station in lunar orbit. ”

Upon hearing this, Duke's expression was slightly moved, and his tone was uncontrollably filled with a hint of excitement.

"From the same source?"

Camille didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

Seeing that her guess had been confirmed by her, Duke's expression instantly became exciting.

The last time China planned to build a space station on the moon, the New York Times reported even faster than China's central media. And the reason why the manuscript was published so quickly can be said to be due to Camille's informant.

Even now, Duke remembers the amount of buzz that the last New York Times story generated on Twitter, and how much praise the company's boss praised him at the meeting.

At that time, in a mocking tone, they gave their opponents the hat of "self-indulgence". Now, if the news breaks that the design of the Moon Palace has failed and the launch plan has been postponed, it just echoes their previous article.

God bless America!

Oh no, God bless the New York Times!

He didn't even have to wait for the life-support unit to land on the moon and he was confident that the New York Times' sales in North America would rise to a new level again.

Duke rubbed his hands together excitedly, looking at the document on the table, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

“…… It seems that your status as an old friend in China is not small. ”

Camille's eyebrows lifted slightly haughtily.

"You don't have to worry about this, it doesn't matter what his status is, the important thing is that we have common interests."

Duke knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and if you want the cooperation to last for a long time, you must meet the needs of the other party while breaking the news.

He often interacts with "a certain White House official who does not want to be named", and he can be said to know this well as early as when he was young, so he did not hesitate to speak.

"What do they want?"

Camille said in a light-hearted tone: "If you want us to make a big deal about it, it's better to make a headline about it." ”

When Duke heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "It's easy!" I will meet his needs...... Rather, if our informant doesn't ask for it, I will do the same! ”

What could be better than the defeat of the enemy to set off the success of Project Ares?

If such news doesn't make headlines, even Lady Liberty will be disappointed in him.

While happy to see his news make headlines, Camille was slightly unhappy with Duke's statement and said emphatically.

"It's my informant."

Duke smiled nonchalantly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's your informant, your news...... So, how can I commend you? Raise? ”

"A separate office, and an assistant, that's what I deserve."

Being able to have your own office, rather than working in the lobby, can be said to be the career aspiration of every fledgling journalist, or the dream in my heart.

Because this is not only meant to prevent colleagues from prying eyes on their secrets, but also a symbol of status and status.

Camille may not be a fledgling journalist, but working for a newspaper with a global reputation like The New York Times and facing considerable competition.

After listening to Camille's request, Duke frowned slightly, but quickly stretched out and said with a pleasant face.

"It's easy, and I'd suggest to my boss that you deserve an assistant and a separate office with your abilities."

News channels are also part of a journalist's professional ability, which is not only a reflection of professional ability, but also a test of one's communication ability.

After a simple trade-off, he made the decision with ease.

A journalist with a special source is worth the necessary cost for the company to retain.

Camille's lips tugged at a hint of a wishful smile.

"Then I'll say thank you in advance."

Duke said with a pleasant face.

"You're welcome, do you have time in the evening? I know a good restaurant. ”

"Unfortunately, I have other arrangements for the evening."

With that, Camille turned around and walked out of the office with a puff of incense.

Looking at Camille's back as he left, Duke pursed his lips and reached for the press release on the table.

"Anderson, come to the company immediately."

After a while, a whisper of complaint came from the other end of the phone.

"But Boss, I'm on vacation."

"Your vacation is over, I'll make it up to you in two weeks. Before the evening, I will see an edited press release about the major flaws in the design of the core module of the Moon Palace and the postponement of the Chinese lunar orbit space station program. It is not excluded that other newspapers have also heard the news, we must get ahead of everyone, and if the situation is optimistic, it will be in the headlines tomorrow! ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a series of violent rings on the other end of the phone, as if something had been touched to the ground.

Immediately after that, Anderson's excited voice came from the telephone receiver.

"What? Wait, Huaguo wants the space station plan to be extended? When was this? Is the message reliable? I'm coming to the company now! ”

Not bothering to repeat what Camille had said, Duke dragged the attachment that Camille had just sent to his mailbox to the icon in Anderson's mailbox.

"The relevant things have been sent to your mailbox, you can read it slowly."

With that, Duke hung up the phone and leaned back comfortably in his office chair.

Everything went so smoothly.

If it weren't for the last taste of the sweetness, he wouldn't even be able to open the bottle of champagne in his fridge right now.

To be honest, he couldn't wait......