Life Copy Game

Chapter 968 Fireflies (please vote for this huge chapter)

White Jasmine Palace

The reporters sitting on their seats slowly stood up and talked in small groups.

The reporter from Yilan Morning News who asked the last question patted his clothes lonely, sighed softly, and began to pack his things.

"Is this big news for us today?"

The man who also had the Yilan Morning News work badge and carried photographic equipment came over and looked at his colleague, "And you are still the frontline involved in the problem. If this is sent out, will our performance this month be reduced?" Already?"

"It's really big news,"

The reporter looked up at the old mayor who was communicating with the police chief and the blond chief of staff. He sighed and clapped his hands gently, "But we can't send it out."

"ah?"

The photographer carrying the equipment was stunned.

"It's not just us,"

The reporter glanced at all the media personnel participating in the press conference and said, "I'm afraid everyone sitting here won't be able to send out news about today's press conference."

"Why? Isn't this big news for us?"

The photographer was stunned.

"It's big news, but the higher-ups won't let it be released,"

The reporter pointed to the top of his head, packed up his things, and sighed softly, "If you insist on sending money, you have to be prepared to have no job, no income, and face next month's mortgage, car loan, credit card debt, and children's tuition and living expenses. preparation."

The photographer opened his mouth, realized something, and finally sighed.

"But objectively speaking, these large consortiums should have stolen the chicken but lost the rice this time."

The reporter held the tablet in his hand and walked toward the door with the photographer. He suddenly thought of something and smiled.

"How to say?"

The photographer was a little confused.

"Actually, everyone knows it,"

The reporter glanced at the crowd around him and sighed, "The city government is becoming more and more corrupt every time. It is so corrupt that even the children in the southern neighborhood who have never gone to school know that the people in White Jasmine Palace are full of fat.

"Even if Mayor Lynn is so determined to take action against these carrion, some people will inevitably suspect that this is a self-directed act by the city government for the sake of support, and it is just kicking out some scapegoats.

"But the black materials released by the large consortium have confirmed from the side that the mayor's office has arrested people with real problems, which is a reassurance for everyone."

"It is true that everyone knows that Mayor Lin En has a bad relationship with the consortium. There is nothing more true than the dirty information given by the enemy,"

The photographer also understood a little bit and nodded slightly. Then he looked at the reporter beside him doubtfully, "But isn't the black material our station got nineteen cabinet ministers? Mayor Lin En also fired ten before. Out of nine cabinet ministers, how come only 17 were arrested this time?”

"Two more, the Minister of Education and the Minister of Women, Children and Health are dead,"

The reporter replied casually.

Photographer: "Huh?"

"If you pay attention to the official website of the White Jasmine Palace, you can see that when the White Jasmine Palace was attacked yesterday, these two ministers were bribed by the consortium and were also in the assassination team, and finally died in the assassination defense."

The reporter casually replied, "It's just that there have been too many things happening recently, and no news is willing to report these things, so you don't know."

"So, is it really true that all corrupted cabinet officials have been dealt with?"

The photographer nodded thoughtfully, "Mayor Lin En's speech before was just a speech. Although I was very excited when I heard it, I always felt that there were no practical measures. But judging from today's corruption arrests, Mayor Lin En is really He showed his determination to attack the consortium and the city government that had been corrupt in the past.

"It seems that Yilan City has not had such a mayor with such a sense of justice, ability and courage for many, many years,"

He paused and said hesitantly, "Maybe he really changed this city?"

"maybe."

The reporter who had already reached the door turned back, holding his tablet, and glanced at the main podium behind him.

At this moment, there were two young girls who seemed to have just graduated. Under the leadership of a young policeman, they squeezed through the crowd and walked to the old man on the main stage.

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"Mr. Lynn."

Yi Ni, who was wearing a red top, stood in front of He Ao with some restraint and shouted softly.

"Mr. Lynn."

Liz huddled behind Yi Ni and also shouted cautiously.

"how do you feel?"

He Ao's eyes fell on the two little girls, and he smiled gently, "Is there anything you are dissatisfied with or not used to?"

"No, no, no."

Yi Ni waved her hand and said quickly, "This press conference is particularly good, especially Mr. Linn's answer just now, which is great."

"That's right."

Liz nodded after Yi Ni.

"Then how can I help you?"

He Ao glanced at the awkward two people and asked gently.

The two people trying their best to get in must have some ideas, either asking questions or making requests.

It seems that they did not expect that the powerful Mayor Yilan would be so approachable, and the tension and awkwardness between the two people was slightly relieved.

Yi Ni hesitated and said slowly, "We want to apologize to you. Our media unit is actually fake."

"That means you are not from this newspaper?"

He Ao glanced at the work badges on the chests of the two of them, which seemed to be made by a random shop, and asked with a gentle smile.

"I am,"

Yi Ni hesitated and whispered, "It was the same this morning, but our boss wanted to withdraw my article about you being assassinated in a low-rise neighborhood, so I resigned on impulse..."

"Yini is very powerful."

Liz on the side also carefully interjected, "I wonder if you have read her press release? It was very popular, with millions of likes and tens of millions of views..."

At this time, He Ao probably understood what these two little girls meant. The little girl named Yi Ni resigned from her job and wanted to find a media-related job in the city government.

He smiled and replied, "I have read that news article. It was well written and the facts were restored very completely."

"Eh?"

This time, Yi Ni was stunned for a moment. Her eyes widened slightly, and her mood that had eased slightly became tense again.

Liz, who was trying to introduce Yi Ni's power eloquently, also paused slightly after hearing He Ao's answer, "Have you seen it too?"

"Seen,"

He Ao nodded and said with a smile, "It is indeed very popular after all."

The two little girls paused, feeling a little nervous and embarrassed for a moment.

Although the article was indeed very popular, He Ao said that he had read it, which made them feel embarrassed when they were bragging and found that the person they were bragging about knew everything.

"but,"

He Ao did not continue on this topic, but shook his head slightly, "Now there is a lot of shortage of spokespersons and writers in Bai Moli Palace."

"This, this is it..."

Yi Ni was slightly absent-minded, then nodded slightly, "Sorry, we were a little rash..."

"But I have another proposal,"

He Ao looked at the two little girls in front of him, gently pressed his hand on the pile of federal coins in front of him, and asked slowly, "Do you have any ideas to create a newspaper of your own?"

"ah?"

Yi Ni still didn't react.

"Yes, of course!"

Liz, who was standing behind her, had already poked her head out and said quickly, "We have had this idea for a long time."

"Liz, aren't you still at work?"

Yi Ni lowered her head in confusion and looked at her friend.

Liz opened her eyes wide and glared at her friend who was sometimes smart and sometimes stupid. Then she looked back at He Ao and said quickly, "Mr. Lin En, don't listen to her nonsense. I have been ready to resign a long time ago!"

"so,"

He Ao smiled and glanced at the two of them, pushing the money on the table over, "There are almost more than 100,000 federal coins here. This is my personal money. As the first angel investment established by our newspaper, how about ?”

"This, this, this..."

Looking at the pile of gleaming banknotes, Liz stuttered even as she poked her head out. She swallowed, "Is this really for us?"

"It's for the New Newspaper,"

He Ao corrected with a smile, "But I have to control this newspaper. Is there no problem?"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Liz waved her hands quickly.

"Do you really want to invest so much money in us?"

Yi Ni finally came to her senses at this moment, and she asked in a low voice, "We may not be able to save so much money if we don't eat or drink for twenty years."

"You have great potential, don't you? You are all lacking in courage, wisdom, and determination. You can even find a way to sneak into the White Jasmine Palace."

He Ao smiled and said, "I believe you can become excellent media people, but I also have a request,"

He looked at the two people in front of him and said, "I hope you can always maintain your original intention."

The originally gentle atmosphere became somewhat solemn for a while.

Yi Ni, who was standing in front, looked at the cloudy and determined eyes of the old man in front of her, slowly straightened her body, and nodded heavily, "We will do it."

Liz from behind also nodded heavily.

"Go ahead,"

He Ao pointed to the money and purse on the table and said with a smile, "There is a deposit machine in the White Jasmine Palace. Let Sena take you there later. But remember to ask Sena to bring the purse back to me. It was given to me by my daughter before. My birthday gift cannot be invested."

"Um."

Yi Ni nodded.

Yi Ni looked at the meticulously dressed old man in front of her, and realized in a daze that the old man in front of her seemed not just the mayor who held the highest power in the White Jasmine Palace and tried to change everything, but also an ordinary and normal old man.

The people who were originally a little nervous and solemn also relaxed a little after hearing He Ao's words.

Liz on the side had already reached out and put the money into her bag. Then she hugged the bag and nodded heavily to He Ao, "We will, thank you Mr. Linn!"

"Thank you Mr. Lynn!"

Yi Ni also nodded.

"By the way, what do you want to name this newspaper?"

He Ao looked at the two people.

"Call the Morning News? Daily News? Star News? Sun News?..."

Liz shook her head, "It seems like all the good names have been taken by others."

"Call,"

Yi Ni raised her head and looked at the sunshine outside the window, "Is the 'Ilan Light Report' okay?"

"Can,"

He Ao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, nodded slightly, and waved his hand, "Then go ahead and get busy."

"OK."

Then the two said goodbye to He Ao, and under the leadership of Senna, turned and walked outside the press room.

It wasn't until she left the press room that Yi Ni reacted in a somewhat confused manner. She looked at Liz next to her and said, "Do we really want to set up a newspaper?"

"What are you thinking about, little girl?"

Liz looked at her friend speechlessly, "You even took Mr. Linn's money. Do you still want to regret it now?"

"I just feel a little confused."

Yi Ni shook her head.

"What is there to be confused about? Mr. Lin needs a newspaper that is not controlled by a consortium to publish news about the city government, and it cannot completely go through official channels, otherwise it will appear to be self-promotion,"

Liz sighed, "I couldn't find one on the market, so I had to invest in one myself. At this time, we happened to bump into each other. Mr. Lin happened to have read your news and appreciated your talent, so he invested in it. If our news cannot be published at that time, we can probably publish it directly through the channels of the municipal government."

"Is that so?"

Only then did Yi Ni react, "But we don't have experience, whether it's a newspaper or an editor..."

"You have no experience, but your former colleagues do."

Liz blinked, "Just go poach people from your stingy bastard boss."

"Isn't this a bit excessive?"

Yi Ni hesitated.

"What's too much?"

Liz rolled her eyes, "Your boss pays little, has many things to do, is greedy, and has no morals. If he couldn't find a job, why would your colleagues stay with him? Then you will Hire them here, get better treatment, and still help those former colleagues."

Yi Ni nodded drowsily and admitted that she was convinced by Liz.

"However, this is not something that can be done overnight,"

Liz shook her head while thinking, "We have to rewrite your popular article first and find a way to publish it. We also have to contact the White Jasmine Palace to see if there are any channels we can use. .”

After talking for a long time, she suddenly found that Liz beside her did not answer her words.

She turned her head and looked at her friend, and found that her friend's eyes were focused on a reporter with short hair in front of her. The reporter was walking along the corridor with the photographer, "That's it? The one who asked the last question, Elan Reporter from the Morning News, do you know her?"

"Um,"

Yi Ni withdrew her gaze and nodded,

"She is a senior in our school. She is very good. She has won a federal journalism award. When she was young, she was an investigative reporter. She once went deep into the southern neighborhoods and mines alone to investigate the lives of the lower-class residents of Yilan City.

"She was caught by a gang once and was almost killed. Her organs were harvested and sold. She also exposed many of the exploitation of miners in the Copez mining industry, which triggered a wave of public opinion. I have read many books about her when she was young."

"But now she's standing in the White House press room, on the consortium's butt, against Mayor Lynn who is trying to change all that."

Liz answered casually.

Yi Ni opened her mouth to say something, but fell silent in the end.

At this time, the two of them had already reached the short-haired reporter.

"Eni?"

The short-haired reporter turned around, smiled and said hello to Yi Ni.

"Senior,"

Yi Ni was stunned for a moment, then looked at the short-haired reporter with some surprise, "Do you know me?"

"You forgot, I have given lectures in schools before, and you were the host,"

The short-haired reporter smiled and said, "I also read your news article. It was very well written."

"I didn't forget, I just didn't expect you to still remember me."

Yi Ni smiled a little cautiously.

"You will never forget a talented little beauty like you."

The short-haired reporter smiled, then her eyes fell on the bag held in Liz's arms beside her, and she said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

"We are going to start a newspaper."

Yi Ni hesitated and whispered.

"Great,"

The short-haired reporter looked away and smiled, "Can I ask what your name is?"

"Tentatively, it's the Elan Light News."

Yi Ni replied slowly.

"'In the darkest years, there will always be light that shines. It is not limited to a certain city, not limited to the city and the wilderness, whether it is Elayne, St. Jon, or the morning sun. This is the glory of the human soul.' "

The short-haired reporter looked at Yi Ni, "Is this the conclusion of Mr. Lin's travelogue? What was your inspiration for this name?"

"yes,"

Yi Ni was slightly startled, "How do you know..."

"I remember when I saw you, you were holding Mr. Lynn's book and looking at it,"

The short-haired reporter smiled and shook his head.

At this time, the photographer next to her waved her hand, indicating that she should leave. She then raised her bracelet, faced Yi Ni, and shook it slightly, "Have you changed your contact information?"

"It hasn't been changed, it's still the same one."

Yi Ni came back to her senses and shook her head.

"That's okay,"

The short-haired reporter smiled, and while walking forward, he waved to Yi Ni, "If I can't survive in the future, I might have to hug your thigh to make ends meet."

"Senior, you are joking."

Yi Ni said quickly.

By this time, the short-haired reporter had already gone away.

"I always feel that there is something in your senior sister's words."

Liz, standing next to Yi Ni, held her chin in deep thought.

"Is there any?"

Yi Ni turned around, glanced at her friend, and said with a smile, "Is our famous detective Liz going to activate her skills?"

"Let's go and deposit the money quickly,"

Liz rolled her eyes, "With so much cash, I feel like I'm trembling with fear every step of the way."

——A few hours later——

In the dark little apartment, Liz threw herself on the bed in a big letter shape, "Today was like a dream."

"So Liz, do you really want to resign?"

Yi Ni looked at her friend lying on the bed.

"Of course I have to resign, and fire my bastard boss too!"

Liz took a breath and smiled, "And I said it in front of Mr. Linn. You can't make me regret it, right? Or do you want to get rid of me and become your own boss?"

"No, how is that possible?"

Yi Ni quickly shook her head.

"Don't worry,"

Liz smiled and shook her head, "Maybe in the future, the two of us will become Tarzan Beidou in the press. Life is like this anyway. Give it a try and your bicycle will become a motorcycle."

Yi Ni looked at her friend lying on the bed, smiled dumbly, and nodded lightly.

She knew that her friend was worried about her and was afraid that she would not be able to run the newspaper alone. She was indeed not as talented as Liz in this regard, and she could not understand many of Mr. Lin's subtexts.

However, such a life is much better than being homeless and working for a consortium and then getting sick and dying.

As Liz said, since it can't get worse, it's better to seize the opportunity and give it a try.

"correct,"

At this time, Liz seemed to suddenly think of something. She sat up from the bed and looked at Yi Ni, "Can we also write a news about today's press conference? I feel that this should also be big news?"

"It's difficult to write, and we haven't participated in the entire press conference,"

Yi Ni shook her head, "Besides, we have not investigated the relevant content beforehand, so it may be distorted when written."

At this moment, her bracelet vibrated.

It's an anonymous email.

She clicked on the email and looked at the content inside.

The content of the email is very simple. It is a simple full-text press release. It contains the details of the press conference, as well as a lot of in-depth analysis and news that ordinary people don’t know much about.

Yi Ni stared at this well-written manuscript and quickly turned to the end of the press release. There was only a simple signature,

'firefly'.

——

Nancheng Command Center

"General Covey, look at this."

An officer looked at the old man who had just returned to the combat conference room and put a photo on the projection.

Between the endless mountains, a huge black flat drop-shaped war machine appeared in the old man's field of vision.