The imperial capital, dusk and evening.

Mr. Wayne, who works as a reporter at the newspaper, finally finished his work day and waited for the long-awaited time to get off work.

"Hey, Wayne, do you want to have a drink with everyone later?"

After packing up his desk, Wayne, who was about to leave, was suddenly invited by several colleagues.

Wayne thought for a while, then nodded in response with a smile.

"good."

"Yeah, it's just right. In two days, it's a new month. Then the salary distribution time for this month. Let's have a good drink tonight!"

But at this moment, Mr. Nick, the president of the newspaper, came over and slapped the table hard to interrupt Wayne and others' conversation.

"Young guys, if you have time to go to the bar, why not try to find more attractive news materials first?" Mr. Nick, who is already middle-aged, had a slightly unnatural red look at this time.

His eyes were also a little cloudy. As he spoke, he picked up the newspapers of the week and slapped the tabletop with anger.

"Look, look! There are so many newspapers left in our newspaper this time. Isn't the sales volume much better than before, ah?"

Seeing this, Wayne and others looked at each other for a moment, and saw the helpless look in the other person's eyes.

Mr. Nick continued to spit out the stars in dissatisfaction, spread the rolled newspaper in his hand and raised it to everyone, raised his arms and stretched out his fingers to poke the words on the newspaper one by one.

"The lady of Baron Tony's house is suspected to have a private meeting with the accountant of the Lepal convenience store? Viscount Loren married his wife of the sixth house the day before yesterday. Sger's dim sum house was robbed, and the losses were serious and it took him to stay behind closed doors for a month?

Look! Look... what kind of trash manuscripts have you all written! Could it be that you can only find such boring things to perfunctory readers all day long? Isn't there any more interesting and sensational events?

——?!”

Mr. Nick shook his head, tore the newspaper apart and threw it into the trash can, and scolded: "If you really want to report such gossip, at least write me about public figures like the chief of the security bureau!

”

"Uh... But Mr. Nick, if you really want to write that kind of report, it will be very bad for our newspaper, right?" After hesitating for a moment, Wayne said with a embarrassed look on his face.

If you really want to report negative news about powerful people, although it can attract attention, you may be retaliated by the other party afterwards. Their newspapers are not those large newspapers with backers, and they cannot withstand

The suppression of the high-ranking officials and nobles above.

"Then look for some incidents like assassination, terrorist attacks, and the citizens are very interested in the news about the elves and adults! Or the scandals of the priests in the church, are OK, right?"

It seemed that his blood was surging with excitement, and old Nick's face turned redder.

"Mr. Nick, if you want to obtain first-hand news about events related to the Superman, you can't do it without certain strength, but there are no Superman in our club..." Wayne looked embarrassed again

Say.

It’s just that ordinary people don’t have any special powers. If they want to participate in events involving extraordinary people, it is very dangerous. If they can’t get it, they will lose their lives first if they don’t get the press release.

They are just to make a living, but they don’t want to devote their lives to journalism.

"What a bunch of waste! This can't be done, so what's the use of me? Raising you is better than raising a bunch of pigs..." Old Nick widened his eyes, scolded at his subordinates, and began to keep going.

Spit out a series of unpleasant swear words.

The old members are basically used to the behavior of their boss who likes to catch their subordinates in a bad mood. Except for those who cannot bear it, those who still stay still have some tough or forced mentality.

Helpless in making a living.

They have become accustomed to enduring silently when facing the abuse of old Nick, because daring to refute the other party's words on such occasions will only lead to worse consequences. This is an example of what has been learned from the past.

Looking at the unnatural expression and the easily excited emotions of old Nick, they knew that the boss must have been hiding somewhere to drink again and ended up drinking. Now he was like a drunk, and the other party was not a big deal.

A wise move.

However, there is still one person who is the one who has just been recruited recently. Wayne, who is just twenty-three years old.

"Mr. Nick!" He didn't notice that old Nick was in an abnormal state. After listening to the other party's insults for a while, a little resentment flashed in Wayne's eyes, and he couldn't help but interrupt the other party's endless talk.

"If you are so dissatisfied with us, why don't you recruit a new person who is better at spying on intelligence than us? Or go to the Elf Chamber of Commerce to buy an Elf with the specialty of inquiring about intelligence! It's like a newly opened business a while ago.

Isn’t there any such elves sold in the Hongjing Chamber of Commerce? And they still have a loud slogan of “protecting loyalty! Even adult elves can almost form contracts”. Maybe buying one can save the newspaper’s performance crisis

What about it?"

Bad!

When Wayne's seniors heard Wayne's words, their faces changed slightly and they secretly shouted. Several of them showed anxious and regretful expressions, regretting that they had forgotten and did not warn the new junior in advance.

The president’s bad habit.

"Um……?"

Sure enough, when Old Nick heard that Wayne, the newcomer, dared to refute him, his face instantly became gloomy.

"Hiber..." He spit out a mouthful of turbid air with alcohol in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked at Wayne, hanging his deep long tone, and slowly said: "I remember... you are Wayne, your name is Wayne

, Right? "

"Yes, Mr. Nick." Wayne also faintly realized that he seemed to be impulsive at this time, but after all, he was young and energetic, and finally he stiffened his neck and admitted without retreating with the old Nick's unkind look.

"You, are you talking just now very imposing?" Old Nick took a step forward in a rough voice, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Wayne's tie, and rudely raised him in front of him, and his eyes appeared.

A few bloodshots, his face slightly distorted, said word by word: "Since you have such an idea, then... very good! The things you just said are treated as special tasks I gave you, and you will complete them!"

"Gu...! Cough cough..." Wayne's face gradually turned blue, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he was grabbed by old Nick. He twisted his neck and barely broke away from the other party's clamping, and half-kneeled down. He covered his neck and looked ugly.

He coughed a few times, then looked at the old Nick and asked in confusion: "You said, mission?"

Despite asking this, Wayne had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Ah, that's right." Old Nick looked at Wayne condescendingly and smiled: "Go to the Hongjing Chamber of Commerce to buy a elves with special skills for tracking and exploration for the newspaper, or, go and recruit an excellent reporter as you said to come here for

I work! This is the task I give you."

"Then..." Wayne looked a little relieved when he heard this, and was about to speak.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" But old Nick suddenly waved his hand and interrupted Wayne's words just about to say, then sneered and said, "I'll add it to it, this is your own 'quest', so go to that rainbow

The Crystal Chamber of Commerce needs to buy the elves or all the fees required to recruit newcomers, you are responsible for it yourself."

"How is this possible!" Wayne's face suddenly froze: "Although it has not been long since opened, have you never heard of Mr. Nick? The elves sold in the Hongjing Chamber of Commerce, even at the cheapest level, are very expensive.

It's expensive!"

Recruiting better newcomers and other things, Wayne said that he knew very well that the price offered by the newspaper where he works now could not keep people who are truly capable. A truly talented ace

The first choice of journalists will only be those top newspapers in the empire.

Moreover, even if you want to recruit people, Wayne, as a newcomer in the industry, has no experience and doesn't know where to buy it.

In comparison, it is more practical to choose the Hongjing Chamber of Commerce he had heard of. But unfortunately, this is also a task that requires sufficient funds to complete. Wayne's private deposit is not enough to spend in that kind of place.

.

"I don't care about that kind of thing. You can find a way to solve it yourself!" Old Nick did not understand Wayne's thoughts at all. Instead, he waved his hand with disgust and said ruthlessly, and then he turned around impatiently with his face.

I opened the newspaper's door and planned to leave.

"Oh, by the way!" Old Nick, who walked out the door, suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Wayne with a mocking look on his face: "Give you two days, if you can't complete the task, then you will be next month

There is no need to continue to work. By the way, by the way, don’t think you will get your monthly salary again. Just treat it as compensation from your boss, hahahahaha..."

With a loud bang, the door was closed roughly, and the old Nick's harsh laughter with a few intoxicating traces gradually disappeared into the distance as the door panel was blocked.

More than ten seconds later.

‘Damn it! This damn stingy old man!’ Wayne punched the table with a gloomy face.

"Wayne, are you okay?" A senior sighed helplessly, stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said.

"It doesn't matter, thank you." Wayne responded after taking a deep breath, calming his emotions.

"Oh, you are still too young. Our president has such a temper..." The seniors shook their heads and advised: "Actually, as long as they wait until tomorrow, they will lower their attitude.

If you take the initiative to apologize to him, you should be fine."

“Yes, is it…”

Wayne knew that the advice of these seniors was feasible, but he imagined that he might have suffered humiliation after he really apologized, so it was really unbearable.

Seeing the unwillingness on his face, the others shook their heads and stopped persuading them.

Because of such an annoying thing, Wayne lost interest in going to the bar with everyone. After saying goodbye, he went home alone.

Walking on the road, he silently calculated his remaining deposits.

'It's really... it's not enough. If you can't get a salary next month and get fired, you can't even afford the rent this month! As a foreigner, even if you want to change it in time in this imperial capital

A new job is not that easy...Damn it!'

He grabbed his head in annoyance, and Wayne wondered if he should go back to the countryside. At least although the life there is not as good as God, at least no matter how bad it is, he can live by working as a traditional farmer.

Wayne, who was worried, didn't know that on an eaves behind him, a black crow was turning his dark eyes and staring at him quietly.

In the crow's mind, a mysterious spiritual thought fluctuated slightly.

[Does it look just an ordinary person? It's like an expression in huge troubles... Intelligent brain, check the identity of this person.]

"Understand, enter the scan image, link the Sweeper Cloud Database to start searching for relevant information... Completed. The identity information has been sorted out, please check it."

[Um... It turns out that he is still an intern reporter? His background is also ordinary... Very good. Since he is a reporter, with this professional convenience, it is very suitable to spread the glory of my god! Intelligent brain, list this person as a precaution
To be continued...