Julian Campbell went crazy: "How co I didn’t know my uncle had friends like this?"
Old Mrs. Seymour patted her great-grandson’s arm, comforting him: "It’s okay, your grandpa and I only found out today."
Upon hearing this, Julian Campbell was imdiately relieved.
Since he wasn’t the only one surprised, he felt at ease.
Hmm, thinking about how in a little while his parents and grandparents would also experience the shock he just went through... hmm, Julian Campbell felt... he was look-ing-forward-to-it!
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The journalist dashed to the eighth floor, found his leader who ca with him, pulled him into a hidden corner, and explained what he had seen.
"Oh my gosh!!!!" The leader slapped the journalist on the head, "You idiot! Why did you co back? Why didn’t you follow them?"
What a big news break, the Seymour Family’s two brothers’ engagent banquet duel!
If they broke this news out, it would definitely attract a massive crowd.
"Boss, it’s not just the duel problem, there’s more..." The journalist looked around to make sure no one was there, and only then whispered a na.
"Wha..." The leader’s voice suddenly rose, but he imdiately covered his mouth, cautiously checking the surroundings. Luckily, no one appeared, then he secretly asked in a sneaky voice, "Are you really sure it’s that person?"
"Of course, I always see him in the news, no way I could be mistaken," the journalist said with great certainty, being a journalist, he was most attentive to all kinds of news. How could he mistake an important figure that appears often?
"Then it’s definitely correct... Hold on." The leader said and went to make a phone call. After speaking on the phone for a while, he told the journalist, "I’m relying on you for this matter."
"Rest assured, boss, I’ll definitely sneak over, aim to get so valuable news." The journalist nodded heavily, determined to fight for the news!
Who makes the site that holds the live broadcast rights always overshadow them?
Today, they’re banking on this news to surpass them.
Hmph, wasn’t afraid to na their website ’Number One,’ only to be eclipsed by them in the future and lose face!
See, their site is nad ’Ride the Wind,’ they’ll eventually ride the wind and waves to trample ’Number One’ beneath their feet.
"It’s not an interview," the boss said with a smile, "it’s a sneak shoot."
The journalist widened his eyes in shock, stamring, "Sneak... Sneak shoot?"
"Yes, sneak shoot live broadcast!" The leader’s words almost made the journalist fall on his butt.
"Steady yourself! You’re our outstanding journalist!" The leader’s words nearly provoked a swear from the journalist.
If he wasn’t considering the fact that he was his boss, he would have cursed long ago.
"We’ve brought the equipnt, now sneak up to the ninth floor and livestream Charles Seymour’s engagent banquet. Won’t we surpass ’Number One’ then?" The leader smiled proudly, rembering the smug look of ’Number One’ when they acquired Jas Reed and Ophelia Wilson’s engagent banquet live broadcast rights; it made him furious.
"This is our chance to turn the tables! You don’t want to always be overshadowed by ’Number One’, do you?" The leader asked the journalist solemnly.
"No, I don’t." The journalist responded straightforwardly, then puzzled asked, "Boss, we don’t have a live broadcast assignnt, why did you bring sneak shot and broadcast tools?"
The leader scratched his face awkwardly: "Just in case it’s needed."
The journalist suddenly realized: "Boss, you’re planning to sneak shot!"
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