The next day, Los Angeles Dream Daily, editor-in-chief’s office.
Snapped!
Behind the large solid wood desk, a fat middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle threw a pile of information on the ground. Opposite him, a thin young man wearing glasses roared: "Peter, you're looking for this."
What kind of bullshit are these news materials?”
Peter said weakly: "Mr. Baker, I have worked very hard."
Baker said: "You are indeed working hard, but what I want to see is not your efforts, but the news, big news, super news that can dazzle people's eyeballs, so that our dream daily newspaper can be sold and sold more."
, you can achieve results, be able to support your family, and live a decent life!"
Peter begged: "Mr. Baker, I have been in Los Angeles for too short a time. Other colleagues have already trained informants and can provide them with news materials stably for a long time. But I can only rely on myself. I need to accumulate information. Please
Can you give me a little more time?"
Baker said coldly: "Don't tell me the reasons. I only look at the results. If you still can't hand in qualified news materials within a week, then pack your things and leave."
He waved his hand: "You go out."
Peter silently picked up the news materials on the ground, turned around and left.
"Dear Peter, you don't look very good. Did you get scolded by Mr. Baker again?"
"I really feel for you, Peter, but there's nothing I can do about it."
"Peter, don't be discouraged. You will get big news, although it may take a long time."
Colleagues in the hall saw his expression and seemed to be concerned, but in fact they were shocked.
They are all in a competitive relationship, so naturally they want to see others suffer misfortune.
Peter was in no mood to pay attention to them and walked out of the Dream Daily office in frustration.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang.
Peter glanced at the caller ID, smiled, and answered the phone: "Elena."
His wife Elena is the last comfort in his bleak life.
"Peter, the landlord came just now and told us to pay back the rent within a week, otherwise he will kick us out."
Elena's voice sounded anxious, "Our insurance and credit card have also expired. The insurance company and bank have called to remind us. When will you pay your salary?"
The smile on Peter's face gradually disappeared.
Elena was still talking, but Peter had no intention of listening anymore. He sat helplessly on the bench in the square in front of the newspaper office, looking at the warm sunshine, the people coming and going, the green grass and the pecking grass.
Seed pigeon.
It was a lively and lively scene, but Peter's heart was filled with coldness.
Jingle Bell……
Suddenly, the phone rang again.
Without even looking at the caller ID, Peter picked up the call and said, "Hello."
I guess it's another company calling for payment, right?
"Hey Peter, want some big news?"
A very standard American English voice came from the phone.
Peter was stunned and didn't answer. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and it didn't seem to be an American mobile phone number.
"Isn't it a prank?"
He thought to himself, but still took a chance and asked: "Who are you?"
The voice said: "I can't tell you yet, but I can guarantee that everything I say is true."
Peter asked: "What kind of big news?"
The voice said: "You know Tektronix, right? They secretly collected and kidnapped extraordinary people, established an extraordinary person organization, and built a secret laboratory underground in the Tektronix building to study extraordinary people. The destruction of Hongmen a few days ago was their masterpiece
Oh, by the way, explain, superhumans are human beings with superpowers, just like the X-Men. How about this? Is this news big enough?"