Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Virut processed the documents at hand, and there was still a little time before getting off work.

He remembered again what the Duke had said during his morning walk, and rang the bell on the table.

Soon, the secretary pushed open the door and walked in: "Minister!"

"Call the editor-in-chief of Army Daily...and ask him to bring two reporters over." Virut ordered.

The secretary was stunned for a moment, but did not offer any advice and turned around and went out.

Of course, the power in the hands of a powerful department like the Army Department is not as large and complex as usual.

Under this behemoth, there are a lot of various institutions, and there are more than a dozen newspapers under direct control, among which Army Daily is one of the most authoritative newspapers on the market.

If Virute wants to make a statement, he can provide one-stop service at home.

He didn't intend to make any meritorious service this time. Changing the name of the Northern Principality was a matter of course, and people brought it up every day.

He just wanted to share the good news to warm up before the New Year.

After all, this country also has his part in it, and his feelings are very deep.

Soon, the editor-in-chief of Army Daily came to visit with two key reporters.

Just outside the War Department, at least twenty editors and reporters were on standby.

This is power. In the eyes of outsiders, the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper is a figure. In the eyes of Virut's level, he is only a little stronger than the doorman.

The minister said he would bring two reporters, but he did not dare to bring one more.

In addition, you must take into account unexpected situations and be fully prepared.

The secretary explained the precautions outside the door, so as not to offend the big shot.

The editor-in-chief nodded wildly. It was not easy for him to meet Virut alone.

Soon, the secretary opened the door and reported that the editor-in-chief and reporters had arrived.

After getting Virut's consent, the three were brought in.

"Sit down!" Virut waved.

The three of them were sitting half-assed on the chairs, all sitting upright, ready to stand up at any time.

The secretary brought over a plate with three cups of steaming tea.

The editor-in-chief quickly took it with both hands and moved his butt slightly off the seat, saying thank you for your hard work.

There is also a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door. This minister's secretary is not an ordinary person, how can he dare to neglect him.

The other two reporters followed suit and did not dare to move after putting down the tea. They sat upright with notebooks and pens in both hands.

Obviously, they all guessed what they were going to do.

A group of reporters shouted that they were not here to carry sandbags.

Sure enough, Virut broke the news when he opened his mouth: "I walked with the Duke today and brought up some interesting topics. Please polish it up and publish it tomorrow."

"No problem. The Duke and your instructions are the highest task of the daily newspaper and the teachings that the people are happy to listen to." The editor-in-chief said immediately, with a very serious expression.

Virut didn't take it seriously. There are many people like this.

He then omitted some details, and the content was not much. He only mentioned the topic of changing the country's name, and did not even give a specific answer.

However, the three of them are all veterans. It doesn't matter if they are vague or vague. If they can be published, it already means they have a conclusion.

This is a big deal, and this time the daily newspaper caught the key news.

"You just write here, and I'll take a look when you're done."

Virut said something, and the three of them said that they were rude, and immediately lay there and wrote hard.

Leaving aside the editor-in-chief, the two key reporters are also skilled with pens and soon had a draft.

Virut read it over, modified a few sensitive parts, and selected one of them.

"That's it, I'll publish it tomorrow."

After handling this matter, Virut was in a good mood and went home from get off work immediately.

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, it has nothing to do with his big ship.

Now that he is sitting in this position, ordinary things cannot shake his position.

As Virut expected, when the Army Daily was published the next day, it immediately caused a sensation.

Many people have mentioned this matter, and it has even been mentioned for several years. From the kingdom to the empire, the slogan has changed once.

But without a heavyweight platform, something is always missing.

Until this time, Virut stepped forward and his status was sufficient.

And many people realize that it is impossible for someone in this position to speak out for no reason. Unless Virut breaks up with his superiors, it must represent part of the Duke's will.

With this foundation and the public opinion that had been suppressed, it suddenly exploded.

On the second and third days, various newspapers began to publish long and lengthy reports, various people appeared, and experts opened columns to explain.

In front of Derek, there were also piles of proposals.

No matter whether they are sincere or not, noble officials from all walks of life must show their faces at this time.

At this time, if you write a proposal, no one will pay attention to you. If you don’t write it, a lot of people will definitely stare at you.

It could even be said that those who could come in front of Derek were all people of some importance, and more proposals were directly blocked.

…

"The public opinion is raging!" Derek joked, pointing to a pile of letters on the table.

Adrian smiled and said, "I have been suppressing it for several years. Everyone has suppressed it so hard."

This is tantamount to warm-up. Since Derek has decided to move forward with this matter after the year, of course he must prepare in advance.

This matter was noisy and noisy outside, but it was nothing to the two of them.

Adrian came back to celebrate the New Year, so it was considered a holiday for the time being, and he had a purpose for coming here this time.

After a few sentences, he went straight to the topic: "Derek, will you go back for the Chinese New Year this year?"

As soon as his title changed, Derek knew what he meant.

"Did someone ask you to be a lobbyist?"

"No, I just came to test your opinion. I know you don't like this, so I just asked you directly."

Adrian was also frank. He was familiar with Derek and understood each other's personality.

Those people in the family were hesitant because they had relatively little contact.

The Ferreira family has also received a lot of care over the years.

Traditional aristocratic families only have families that cannot support too many aristocratic children to receive knight education, and rarely have prodigals.

Strict education may produce perverted lunatics, but the probability of idiots is not high.

So the Ferreira family developed very quickly and had a good reputation, otherwise Derek would not let them go first.

Of course, it is normal to obtain some promotions and business privileges under the banner of Derek.

This is also a feature of this era. After all, if something really happens, outsiders can ignore it, but these relatives will fight to the death.

Considering that he hadn't been back for the New Year for nearly ten years and there would be fewer opportunities in the future, Derek thought about it and agreed: "Then go back. I guess there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to go back in the future."

Adrian also deeply understands that the bigger the family, the harder it is to get together.

Derrick, the monarch, is actually a divided family.

So, just treat it as a way to keep in touch with family ties.