Me, The Station Reporter

Parallel world, northeastern Black State, Capital of Elijah, Attila City, in front of the Crown Tower Hotel.

An off-road vehicle approached from a distance and slowly stopped at the door of the hotel.

Immediately afterwards, the car door opened, and a man and a woman got out. They were both foreign correspondents of the Dragon Kingdom Military Observer, or simply war correspondents.

"Xiao Jiang, I'm a little tired. Please take the time to sort out the news records of today's interview in the evening and hand them over to me tomorrow morning. I will report to the editor-in-chief." Qin Qing closed the car door and reached out to tuck a few strands of short hair scattered around her ears. She stared at Jiang Chen, her eyes unmistakable.

This means that I'm a little tired, so I'll leave it to you to sort out the interview records.

"Isn't it just that he is the youngest and has a small mouth..." Jiang Cheng complained in his heart and glanced at Qin Qing. Although she was beautiful, Jiang Cheng was not affected at all. He smiled and said: "Sister Qing, I just joined the job not long ago. This is my first time abroad, and I’m afraid I can’t do such an important thing well, so why don’t you do it, it’s safer this way!”

Recently, a large-scale civil war broke out in Elijah, a large black state country. The entire country was in a stage of turmoil, and it caused great impact on a global scale.

Elijah is located in the northeastern part of the Black State, with the Suey Canal above its head. The Suey Canal is extremely important to various countries around the world, so the real-time information about the Elijah Civil War has also been paid attention to by major media.

It is precisely because of this that two weeks ago, Longguo's Military Observer dispatched Jiang Cheng and Qin Qing here.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was still unwilling to compile the interview records, Qin Qing raised a faint smile and glared at Jiang Cheng, saying: "You are just an intern war reporter now. In short, you are my subordinate. How can I Tell me, just do whatever you want, do you understand?"

"Sister Qing, I'm still a novice. I'm really afraid that if I don't organize things properly, you'll have to do it all over again!" Jiang Cheng continued to push.

Today, he drove all day, and was monitored by black soldiers with live ammunition and interviewed a big warlord. His energy was tense the whole day, and he was really tired!

"Jiang Cheng, please listen clearly!" Qin Qingfeng frowned, with a hint of sternness on her fair and smooth face: "You work for the Military Observer. I am your boss. It is your responsibility to organize the interview records. Do you understand? ?”

Qin Qing said so, Jiang Cheng could only shrug helplessly.

The situation is stronger than the person. He is just an intern reporter, and there is a huge gap between him and Qin Qing in terms of connections and qualifications.

Since Jiang Cheng joined the Military Observer, he has heard many rumors about Qin Qing.

This woman is a well-known beauty in the reporter circle of Longguo. Not only is she capable at work, but her family background is also very superior. She is a truly rich girl, which is what the public calls Bai Fumei.

As for why such a goddess-level Bai Fumei chose to be a highly dangerous war reporter, Jiang Cheng guessed that it might be because of interest.

Faced with such a Bai Fumei colleague, Jiang Cheng would be lying if he said he was not tempted, but he was very self-aware and knew that swan meat was not delicious, so he had no intention of pursuing it.

You know, Jiang Cheng is just an ordinary person with an average family background. Although his appearance is passable and meets the requirements of a pretty boy, he doesn't think that a fair-faced person like Qin Qing will be attracted by a man's appearance.

"By the way, we have to interview the commander-in-chief of the Elijah People's Army the day after tomorrow. Please look at the map more and familiarize yourself with the route to avoid making another big detour." Qin Qing instructed.

Elijah is an extremely underdeveloped country, and all roads in the country are gravel and dirt roads.

Driving on such a road in an off-road vehicle is really a torture!

"I will plan the route and try not to take the wrong path." Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded.

Not to mention Qin Qing, even he couldn't endure long-term turbulence.

"You go and park the car. I'll go back to the room and rest first." Qin Qing stepped forward and walked out of the hotel.

Suddenly, she turned back and said: "By the way, it's not particularly important, don't disturb me!"

Looking at Qin Qingyuan's graceful figure, Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled, then started the car and drove into the parking lot.

After parking the car, Jiang Cheng went back to the hotel directly.

……………

As night fell, in Room 698 of the Crown Tower Hotel, Jiang Cheng took a hot shower and wore pajamas. While arranging his hair, he opened his briefcase and prepared to organize today's interview materials.

"Mugus, the commander-in-chief of the southern military region of Elijah and an army general, is suspected of being sponsored by the United States. Under the banner of freedom, he wants to overthrow the current government of Elijah and establish a so-called democratic country!"

On the sofa, Jiang Cheng crossed his legs, holding a cup of tea and flipping through the documents in his hand, which contained some brief information about Mugus.

During the day, Jiang Cheng and Qin Qing interviewed Mugusi, the army general of Elijah, who could also be called a great warlord or careerist.

"Haha, freedom and democracy are so funny. We can't even have enough to eat. How can we talk about freedom and democracy? This banner is too fake!" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but ridicule.

You know, Elijah is an extremely underdeveloped country, with a land area of ​​only a few hundred thousand square kilometers and a total population of about 9 million. The country’s GDP is not even 100 billion yuan, and its per capita annual GDP is only a pitiful few. One hundred meters.

You can imagine how poor this place is.

In such a land, how can we talk about democracy and freedom?

Dreams are always good, but you have to fill your stomach first, okay?

Looking at the information in the file, Jiang Cheng enjoyed himself for a while, and then began to sort out today's interview content.

Time passed quickly, and three hours passed before he knew it. Jiang Cheng finally completed the work assigned by Qin Qing.

"It's almost early in the morning. The eight-hour working day and Saturday weekends are far away from me. It's not easy to be a war reporter!" Jiang Cheng sighed, raised his wrist, and stared at his watch.

The time display above has passed 12 o'clock at night and is almost close to 1 o'clock in the morning!

"The greater the risk, the greater the reward. No wonder war reporters' salaries are so high and they buy a lot of insurance. Not only is the work intensive, but there are also many dangers during interviews. If you are not careful, you will not see the sun tomorrow."

Jiang Cheng shook his head speechlessly, recalling what he saw and heard during the day.

Desolate land, backward cities, numb people, ambitious warlords, these are the adjectives Jiang Cheng can think of.