Back at the Observer newspaper, Andy hung her suit on the clothes rack, walked into the bathroom to wash her face, and felt much more refreshing.

From the second drawer of the desk, I took out a tin box of Longjing tea. Speaking of this tea, Andy was really vomiting when facing the coffee every day. He wanted to change his taste, so he went to Chinatown to buy it. At that time, the Chinese boss was very curious about how the Americans could drink the bitter leaves they said, but when he heard Andy's Mandarin better than him, the Chinese, he was stunned.

Through chatting, I learned that Andy had learned Mandarin by himself. I was so impressed. Finally, I took out the Longjing green tea I brought from the Tianchao and sold it to Andy.

In fact, Andy likes to drink jasmine tea, and he really doesn’t catch a cold about black tea. As for green tea, it’s good to clear heat and quench thirst, remove greasiness, etc. As for the fragrance of green tea, he doesn’t care about kung fu tea, so he doesn’t care so much.

I found a transparent glass cup, took out more than a dozen tea leaves and put them in the cup, brewed them with boiled pure water, carefully took them back to the desk, spread their hands on my chin, and leaned on the table and watched the tea leaves in the cup slowly float, stretching, and the tea soup changed color.

"drop..."

Andy turned his head and saw the red light of the answering machine flashing, and he reached out and pressed it helplessly. Annie's voice came from the phone.

"Boss, Editor-in-Chief Peter wants to see you..."

After hanging up the phone, Andy straightened up and sat down on the boss's chair. He would not act too casually in front of his subordinates. After all, he is too young. If he is not nervous, he may be despised by his subordinates. This is also impossible. It is useless to just say how awesome it is. Sometimes, who can guess what others think about it mentally.

Peter Kaplan pushed the door and walked in, holding a file bag in his hand. When Andy saw it, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Peter, I knew you would never come to me if you have nothing to do. Once you come, it will definitely be a trouble! Who is in trouble this time..."

Peter chuckled and sat on the chair opposite Andy's desk, handed the file bag in his hand to Andy, and said with a smile: "This time it's not a troublesome, nor is it someone's black material, but a business sent by the company. He had traded with them before, but, after all, the newspaper has changed its owner now, so I came over to ask if it is as usual, after all, this money is easier to make."

Hearing Peter said this, Andy became interested, curiously opened the file bag, and began to look carefully. Well, the more he looked at Andy, the more angry he became, the anger in his heart almost ignited him.

"Bang!"

Andy threw the document on the table, slapped it hard with his hands, and cursed with fierce eyes: "These dead Dongyang sluts are so shameless! They are despicable and shameless. They pretend to be victims all day long to condemn us. Why didn't they drop more nuclear bombs back then and wash the floor directly for them! FXXk, look at now, not only is the Prime Minister going to worship the gods, but he also wants to spend money to let our media slander others. It turns out that he is an unfamiliar ungrateful wolf..."

"Ahem..." Andy Barbara's obvious racial discrimination made Pete Kaplan not know what to do, so she could only keep coughing lightly, pretending not to hear what the boss was saying, looking ignorant.

After Andy vented, he looked straight at Pete, who was still pretending to be stupid and said, "You think this is a routine? Have you ever been like this before?"

"Ahem... It's almost the same. Every time I go to worship a ghost, or before visiting, I will spend money to find us and some European media to smear and report on that. Of course, major newspapers will not refuse such business of giving money to the door!" Pit Kaplan shrugged helplessly, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He admired his wise decision. Fortunately, he did not report it according to the usual practice. As expected, the boss still cared about his bloodline very much.

"Damn ideology..." Andy frowned and picked up the documents on the table again. The more he looked at him, the more he became more angry, with anger in his eyes, looking up at Pete, and said viciously: "Report this matter! Let the whole world see how shameless and dirty these sluts are, and also let some people in that country see the faces of these shameless people clearly!"

"Ahem... Isn't this good? Once we overturn the table, we will offend many colleagues. The Foot Basin Country and this lobbying company are nothing, but if someone is interested in labeling our newspaper, it will be very troublesome in the future!" Pete Kaplan said with a little hesitation and coughing slightly.

"Haha, what trouble? Tag me? Am I afraid? I just speak with facts!" With a sarcastic expression on his face, he grabbed the documents on the table and shook them in the air and continued: "We are not the mouthpieces of shameless people. We must be neutral and impartial. If we spend more than 100,000 dollars, we will give up our principles and dream! Even if most media newspapers report it, is it the fact? We just want to tear off their hypocritical masks and show them in the sun, so that the people can see their shameless faces!"

"But... the boss, after all, he sang the old tunes in irrelevantly, threatening LUN, etc., and there is still a market in our country. If we report this way, is our position a bit too clear?" Peter Kaplan shook his head and persuaded, as if he didn't support the big boss's behavior of lifting the table.

"Ha...ha! It's so interesting! Some people in our country just can't see the facts clearly and reject the facts. The winged country is just a white-eyed wolf who has no teeth wagging his tail and begging us for mercy. Who is the other party? A rabbit that has grown into an elephant body. The rabbit is usually gentle, but it can kill people if it is cruel! The economy there will be unprecedented development in the future. I still want to make money. Will I offend a group of Japanese slaves for a group of Japanese slaves? Unless I am stupid, they like to label the most. Now I am hacking them for more than 100,000 US dollars, and I will lose more than 1 billion US dollars in profits in the future! What do you think I will choose?"

Pete Kaplan looked at the young boss with a cold eyes in disbelief, "Boss, aren't you kidding? How could their economy surpass that of the foot basin country?"

"Haha, I just know! Let's see who is constantly buying our country's national debt? You also look at a big country with old eyes. This is because of false reports. Even you, a senior media person, cannot understand a real rabbit!"

Andy had a sneer on his lips, and he didn't leave any face for Pete Kaplan. He said it happily, but in fact he couldn't help but sigh. He was helpless about the fact that the West used double standards when treating rabbits. Fortunately, after the Olympics, people all over the world would understand how a rich rabbit burns money.

From then on, whether you like it or don’t like it, you will say helplessly, “This rabbit is so rich!”

Otherwise, during the subprime mortgage crisis, countries around the world are rushing to try to get a big rabbit?

"That's it! This weekly issue has set up a special topic to publish this shameless incident to me intact. I want to tear off the hypocritical and shameless masks of these sluts from the world!" Andy said fiercely with a cold look.

Pete Kaplan did not object anymore because he saw that his boss had a heartfelt disgust towards the country of footbowl. He silently picked up the documents on the table, nodded to Andy, and turned around and left the office.
Chapter completed!