Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

New York.

The New York Times Building.

Editor-in-Chief Duke sits at his desk and looks at the heat of the topic growing on the computer screen, joyfully closing his mouth.

Thanks to the successful launch of the life-support unit, the headlines of the NASA press were scratched, and many people came back to that excitement. The age of passion, the age of the stars and stripes.

Under the influence of such an environment of public opinion, all reports of the Ares programme were enthusiastically sought after.

There is no need to create too much atmosphere at all, just a little simple artistic processing, accompanied by a shocking title, and the whole newspaper will be quickly robbed.

For the first time since entering the Internet age, the New York Times has achieved sales growth of more than 20 per cent for two consecutive months. And at least half of all this credit goes to his department.

Thinking about that straight up KPI data, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Maybe in two months, he'll be in another office.

At this point, the door of the office opened and Camille, a reporter from the editorial office of the current affairs panel, stepped on his high heels and walked in quickly.

This time she didn't blame her for not knocking on the door, she was happy that Duke was just looking at everything so smoothly, playing with the pen cap in his hand, watching Camille walk in the door and Yan Hyatt say.

“What is it? Or what's the big news? ”

Camille spoke in a hurry.

“Big news, from across the Pacific. ”

Leaning on the chair, Duke smiled and said, "Lucky guy, let me hear it. ”

“I think it feels better to look at it yourself.” Speaking, Camille dropped the report on her desk and looked proudly at Editor-in-Chief Duke, "I'm sure you'll be shocked by this good news! ”

Duke lifted his eyebrows and sat up straight from his chair, picking up the report with interest.

However, right when he first saw the title, his eyes glued to the paper and he couldn't open them.

In the end, Duke's index fingers were constantly rubbing against the paper, and a glimmer of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes, unable to bear to whisper out loud.

“Jesus-Christ!”

This is unbelievable!

Placing the report flat on the table, Duke stood up with his hands against the table, staring at Camille with excitement.

“The Lunar Palace experienced serious design defects, and it was only after the loop heat pipe was wired that it was discovered that the efficiency of the heat sink system did not meet the standards... China's moon climbing plan is likely to be seriously frustrated... Is this news true? ”

Camille smiled at the corner of his mouth and said slowly and rationally.

“Remember that informant I told you about in China? There was also information about the intention of the Chinese State to build a space station in the moon orbit. ”

Upon hearing this, Duke's divine tone was slightly fluctuating and his tone was uncontrollably exciting.

“From the same source? ”

Camille didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

Seeing her own guess confirmed, Duke's expression instantly got better.

The last time China planned to build a space station on the Moon, The New York Times reported even faster than the central media. And Camille's informant could be said to have done a great job of writing so quickly.

Even now, Duke remembers exactly how much the story in The New York Times sparked on Twitter, and clearly remembers how much Boss appreciated him at the meeting.

At that time, they gave their opponents the hat of "recklessness” in a mocking tone. Now, if the design of the Lunar Palace fails, the message of an extension of the launch plan corresponds exactly to the beginning of their previous article.

God bless America!

Oh, no, God bless The New York Times!

Without even waiting for the life support unit to land on the moon, he was confident that the New York Times sales in North America would rise to new heights again.

Duke rubbed his hands with excitement and looked at the document on the table and couldn't get his eyes open.

“… it seems that your old friend in China is in quite a position. ”

Camille raised her eyebrows slightly arrogantly.

“Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter what status he is. It's important that we have a common interest. ”

Duke is aware that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and if cooperation is to last, it must meet each other's needs at the same time as explosives.

He was often approached by "a White House official who was reluctant to reveal his name" and, as a young man, could be said to have been familiar with it, so he did not hesitate to speak.

“What do they want? ”

Camille said in a relaxed tone, "If you want us to make a big deal out of this, you better give it a headline. ”

As soon as Duke listened, he was stunned, and then he laughed: "It's easy! I will meet his needs... let's just say that our informants don't ask for it and I will do the same! ”

What better way to match the success of Ares than the failure of the enemy?

Even Statue of Liberty would be disappointed if such news did not become headlines.

While it was a pleasure to see his news in the headlines, Camille was somewhat dissatisfied with Duke's statement, emphasizing one sentence.

“It's my informant. ”

Duke smiled carelessly and said, "Yes, it's your informant, your news… So how can I reward you? A raise?”

“A separate office, and an assistant, that's what I deserve. ”

Being able to own your own office, rather than working in the lobby, is arguably the career aspiration of every new journalist, or the dream of your heart.

Because this means not only preventing colleagues from prying into their secrets, but it is also a symbol of identity and status.

While Camille is not a novice journalist, she works in a newspaper as widely known as The New York Times and faces considerable competition.

After listening to Camille's request, Duke frowned slightly, but quickly spread out and spoke with pleasure.

“It's easy, and I would suggest to the boss that you really deserve an assistant and a separate office with your abilities. ”

Channels of information are also part of a journalist's professional ability, which is not only an expression of his or her business ability, but also a test of a person's ability to socialize.

After a simple trade-off, he made this decision easily.

A journalist with a special source deserves to be saved at some cost to the company.

Camille's lips snapped a smile of satisfaction.

“Then I'll say thank you in advance. ”

Duke said with pleasure.

“You're welcome. Do you have time for the evening? I know a nice restaurant. ”

“Unfortunately, I have other arrangements for the evening. ”

Go ahead, Camille turned around and stepped out of the office in a whirlwind.

Looking behind Camille's departure, Duke spat, reaching out and picking up the press release on the table.

“Anderson, come to the office right away. ”

Not long later, a whispering complaint came from across the phone.

“But Boss, I'm on vacation. ”

“Your vacation is over, and I'll make it up to you in two weeks. Before evening, I would like to see a press release that has been edited about the major flaws in the design of the Moon Palace core module and the planned extension of the China Lunar Orbit Space Station. Not to exclude that other newspapers also smell the wind, we must be in front of everyone, tomorrow on the headlines if the situation is optimistic! ”

It's not over yet. There's a series of violent noises coming from the other side of the phone, like something was touched on the ground.

Immediately after Anderson's excited voice, it came from the phone handset.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. When did this happen? Is the message reliable? I'm coming to the office now! ”

Lazy enough to repeat what Camille said, Duke just sent Camille an attachment to his mailbox and dragged it onto Anderson's mailbox icon.

“Something related has been sent to your email address, take a look for yourself. ”

Go ahead, Duke hung up and leaned comfortably against the office chair.

Everything went so well.

Had it not been for the last taste, he wouldn't have even had to open his refrigerator now, a bottle of champagne that had been in storage for a long time.

Honestly, he can't wait...