After breakfast, Charles gave Gloria twenty yuan. If she had anything to buy or something she wanted to buy, she could go out to buy later. The downtown area during the day is relatively safe. In addition, the girl was wearing school uniforms, those idiots would be dying if they didn't want to implicate their friends, so it would be better not to attack the students.

After leaving the house, Charles walked towards the Steam Daily. He did not take the bus, but needed to think about some questions.

Because of the interview and photographing Her Majesty the Queen throughout the whole process and writing many articles that shocked the city of Aepeda, the name Charles has become a new myth in the journalist industry.

Even Her Majesty the Queen named a Steam Daily published by Steam Daily on the last day. Although she was a little curious about why the Steam Daily, which is the largest circulation in Aepadar City, each of which only has a poor eight pages and sixteen pages, she still praised the columnist Charles' professionalism and his manuscripts.

This made Charles very popular. Some newspapers or magazines that face the middle class and even celebrities have given him olive branches. As a reporter who advocates freedom, he cannot sign various agreements with these people like selling himself.

Steam Daily, because he is still in the probation period, he has not signed a complete and legally beneficial employment contract, so he can leave Steam Daily anytime and anywhere.

However, given their previous pleasant cooperation, after interviewing with the president of Steam Daily in person, he has become a free reporter. When he has manuscripts in his hand, Steam Daily can also buy them, and Shire will first notify them.

This gave Shier a good cooperative relationship and cooperation foundation with Steam Daily. Two days ago, they sent a message saying that there was a good interview task. Steam Daily sent its own reporters, and also hoped to arouse Shier's interest.

Sometimes people’s love for columns and focus on the content of the column is not actually on the content of the column, but on seeing what other shocking words the columnist can say.

Shire now has such a capability, and people look at what else he can say, and if he can keep it, he can even have his own columns in all the publications in the city.

When they came to the newspaper, many people showed very complicated gazes. Some time ago, there were not many differences between them - they firmly believed that through their own efforts, they could become the middle class. Of course, whether it is a city, an empire or the whole world, they were promoted and brainwashed. As long as they worked hard, it would be fine. If not, they would not work hard enough.

But at this time, Charles was already at a height that many people could not see. Not every reporter and editor are qualified to open a column, and some people even retired cannot enjoy such power.

Shire still greeted everyone with a smile, and then people entered the president's office with envious, jealous and hatred eyes.

The president of Steam Daily is a very smart businessman. His funny attitude and way of thinking last time he met made Shire admire him. He did not disgusted or insisted on keeping Shire, but instead gave him a lot of benefits and generous channels, which forced Shire to thank him, a smart boss.

It's like when others are still looking for a way out, Steam Daily has become the largest newspaper in Aipad City through charity. Not everyone can have such ideas and courage.

When he entered the room, the president's secretary was bent over and cleaned up some miscellaneous items on the table. She was wearing a nude back skirt with dark red and blue stripes. To be honest, this kind of clothing was not very suitable for work because it maximized the wearer's temperament and beauty and sacrificed some confidentiality.

Shire glanced at him twice and then withdrew his gaze.

"Good morning, amazing guy!" The president, sitting behind the desk, smiled and pointed at him with a cigarette in his finger. This action was not very polite, but his smile and love in his tone gave this impolite action some other nature.

Charles also asked, "Hello, the female secretary who was cleaning started cleaning with a broom again. He was a little surprised, why did he have to wait until this time to clean up? What were he doing before?"

Of course, when the female secretary bent down to him, he raised his eyebrows and understood something, but he didn't understand the sensuality and looked back on the president.

The president's expression and movements paused so slightly. He waved his hand and responded, and the secretary twisted his butt and left.

"Do you know what I admire most?" The president smoked, found a letter paper from the table, stood up and walked to Shire, and handed it to him. "What I admire most is the attitude towards this job. The people outside always regard the reporters and newspapers as their guarantee that they will not be hungry every month."

"But when it comes to being loyal to your job and loving your job, none of them is qualified, but you are different, I can see that you like this job."

Charles smiled and expressed the president's praise for him in words of gratitude. He felt ashamed of his compliment. The style of painting changed immediately and talked about the interview task this time.

During this period, Charles would come to the newspaper every three or four days, mainly because some column expenses need to be settled. In addition to withdrawing part of the aid donations as necessary expenses for the sustainable development of the cause, the newspaper's profits are not much left, but they can definitely be considered a large amount of income.

Whether it is the messy advertisements printed on the pages of those who recruit kind-hearted people or the advertisements in various columns, advertisers spend a lot of money on advertising in newspapers like fools. Perhaps everyone who picks up the newspaper and sees advertisements will feel that the person who believes in the advertisements is a fool.

But when they encounter content they pay attention to and urgently need, they will immediately forget the people and things they mocked before.

There are also advertisers in Charles' columns that advertise. The fee has a settlement cycle, so Charles has to come to settle the final payment every once in a while, which is why everyone wants to have their own columns. In this way, they can go from "workers" to "partners" who share money with newspapers.

When I came last time, Editor-in-Chief Smith talked about the president's few good interview tasks that no one has accepted. If Shire is interested, he can try it. This is his purpose here today.

Take the letter paper from the president, and several items were listed on it, but some of them have been blackened, leaving only two.

The first is a divorce lawsuit between a rich man in the upper class. This kind of news seems to have no highlights, but in fact it is very attractive to readers in the Lower City and even the Central City. The private lives of gossip upper class people are never proof that they are not eliminated by trends. In addition, there are still some messy things here, which will inevitably be very exciting.

Another relatively boring thing is that the Chief of Police, Mr. Hick, was reported to the Aepeda City Regional Discipline Committee for his huge mistakes in his work and his indecisive life. After investigation and trial, the Discipline Committee believed that Director Hick did have problems and was dismissed.

As for the time when he is held accountable for his mistakes in work, there is no conclusion yet.

Compared to the previous news, there is nothing to dig in this news.

Shire thought about it for a while and decided to divorce Yi. He didn't want to get in touch with the ruling class of the world so quickly. Without a thorough understanding of everything around him, it was a very stupid thing to rashly get involved in power.

After watching Charle leave, the president lit another cigarette. The female secretary who had walked back from outside the door walked to him, leaning half and half leaning on the armrest of his chair. The president casually pressed his hand on the girl's thigh and rubbed it slowly and gently. He spitted the cigarette, looked at the dark street outside the window, and sighed lightly.

He looked at the girl's fair thighs and his slightly dry hands, and shook his head, "It's not easy to cultivate a talent. When he doesn't know anything, you are worried that he won't do it well. When he becomes a talent, he will have his own ideas. It's too difficult."

He smiled bitterly as he said, "Let's help our friends arrange it..."
Chapter completed!