3:15 p.m. Atlanta Educator Building, inside offices on the ninth floor.

Two figures, entangled at the desk.

"No, Mr. President, this is the office, and it will be seen. ”

"What's wrong with you? Honey, this isn't the first time. Outside is my personal assistant and he is very reliable. ”

"Really, my husband is home today, let's do it another day? I don't want him to see anything. Also, the afternoon is the time for Lorain Elementary School to organize a tour of our building. ”

"Hey, that's not what you said when I funded you to buy that car. As for the elementary school students, it's still early. ”

Chloe Arnold exerted his impatient hands and tore off large pieces of clothing.

However, in the next moment, the wooden door outside the office was violently hammered, making a continuous 'clang' sound.

"Mr. President, there's something going on outside, and I think you'll have to see for yourself. ”

Arnold's face suddenly showed anger, but after hesitating for a moment, he let go of the woman in his arms, who had given up resistance, and strode behind the door.

"Kathy, you'd better give me a reasonable reason, or I'll deduct your winnings, and I'll do what I say—"

When Chloe Arnold unlocked the door, his voice stopped abruptly. Just because in front of him, his assistant Casey, his face was as pale as paper, without even a trace of blood.

"What's going on? Why do you look like this? What the hell is going on?"

"BOSS, you have to take a look at the current political news of Southern Cable TV. ”

Casey dragged the Atlanta Board of Education chair directly to another office, where a television was playing, and Chloe Arnold glanced at the sign in the upper right corner and saw that it was Southern Cable TV.

And his eyes were quickly attracted by the content of the show, and then his pupils gradually contracted, and the blood on his face slowly receded.

So is there a misappropriation of the education allowance for the disabled, as reported by Whistleblower A? Are the accounts and video data provided by Mr. A true? We then interviewed Ms. Russell (not her real name), who is a middle manager at the Atlanta Board of Education and knows the inside story of the Board of Education. ”

"So it's true? Ms. Russell?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The Atlanta government allocates 230 million gold a year as a subsidy for the education of the disabled, but one-third of it is diverted and the other third goes into the pockets of the gluttonous. I even have evidence that Chloe Arnold, who used his power to manipulate the purchase of educational equipment, and made at least 40 million gold from it. ”

They even colluded with the FBI, and this year's Atlanta Comptroller, Ms. Elizabeth Isolt, sent letters to the FBI three times. Let them investigate corruption in the Atlanta Board of Education. But the result is nothing, they think that Mr. Arnold is innocent, someone is framing, smearing this honest gentleman. ”

"We can't do anything anymore, and I and my colleagues can't sit idly by and watch the future of those disabled students be swallowed. ”

"I've sent the evidence I've gathered to the Georgia Post, the Atlanta Laborer, and the Atlanta Daily Telegraph, and they're going to do their part and publish it in today's side issue. And if the timing is right, I'll stand up, I mean with my real name. ”

By this time, Chloe Arnold's hands were already trembling.

"Find her, find this woman named Russell! and that whistleblower A-"

Arnold roared like a tyrant, and then he hurried back to his office and dialed someone's mobile phone.

"Have you read the current affairs news of the Southern Cable TV station? If not, you can find someone to inquire as soon as possible. Mandivan, you have to help me this time, and you'd better get this down as quickly as possible, or we'll all be doomed. Yes, it's over, I'm done, don't even think about it, Mandiwen!"

Mandiwen Ferguson, who received the call, was on his way back to the Ferguson News Building in his Norfolk Aegis stretcher.

"Southern Cable TV?"

He asked the driver to turn on the car TV, but by this time, the show was nearing its end.

So Mandiwen Ferguson made another phone call, and he was stunned.

"Are you saying that the content of today's program on Southern Cable TV is to expose the corruption of Arnold and the Board of Education?

"Educational subsidies for the disabled, as well as the purchase of educational equipment? Do they have any evidence?"

"The Georgia Post is among them, right?"

At this time, Mandiwen Ferguson's breath was cold and extremely irritable, and he turned his head and instructed his assistant: "Let people buy them, special issues of the Georgia Post, the Atlanta Laborer, and the Atlanta Daily Telegraph." They should be released by now, and I'll see you back in the Ferguson News Building. ”

"Understood!"

The female assistant reminded with a solemn expression: "BOSS, the current situation is very unusual. Firefly Media and the Flag Hunting Group behind them have always cooperated with us very happily before, why did they suddenly get into trouble this time? Also, if it is really Flag Hunting, I am afraid that this turmoil will not end so easily. ”

"Of course it's unusual, it's someone targeting me! ”

Mandiwen Ferguson snorted, and then made another phone call, which was to the office of the CEO of Firefly Media.

"Mr. Noah, I want to ask, what's going on with your Southern Cable TV news today? I want to know, what do you mean?

When the phone was dialed, Mandiwen said in a condensed voice, but then he was stunned again, and an elegant and cold female voice came directly from the microphone.

"Stop, OK? It's not about Flag Hunting, Mr. Ferguson. ”

"Nannett Drew?"

Mandiwen Ferguson recognized the owner of the voice in an instant, and then his eyes narrowed: "It seems that the situation of Firefly Media has changed unexpectedly, right?"

"Just a few days ago, this media company was wholly acquired by our BOSS for 590 million gold dong. ”

Nannett Drew's voice was unwarm: "Then, my boss asked me to say hello to you on his behalf, and he asked me to ask you, are you ready to pay the price? ”

After the last sentence was uttered, Nannett Drew hung up the phone without waiting for him to answer.

On the other end of the phone, Mandiwen Ferguson was stunned. And when he came to his senses, his right hand couldn't help but exert force, and the mobile phone he was holding in his hand was shattered!