Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The chief editorâs office.
Ms. Lewis turned her computer screen over and pointed at the person in the photo. âThis is Mayor Hall. He is going to be promoted to become the Deputy Governor. Yet, up until now, he still has not responded to the public. If we could interview him, this would be a big breakthrough for our magazine sales.â
In front of the chief editorâs work desk, Serenity and her colleague, Sam Kiln, stood side by side and took a brief look at the photo on the computer.
Sam scratched his head and asked, âChief, you are not asking us to interview him, are you?â
Ms. Lewis nodded. âYes, Iâm asking both of you.â
Serenity suddenly panicked. She had been working in the editorial department and had not interviewed anybody before. And yet, the chief editor was asking such an inexperienced person like her, who had no connections, to interview the mayor. This was even more difficult than going to heaven. Perhaps she would not even be able to see his shadow.
She and Sam looked at each other, and they could see the difficulty of the mission they were facing in each otherâs eyes.
Sam said in a worried tone of voice, âWhat if Mayor Hall doesnât want to meet us?â
Mayor Hall rarely accepted interviews. Ever since he became the mayor, the number of interviews he accepted became fewer and fewer.
Most politicians were very careful because the more they appear before the public, the higher the chances were of exposing themselves in front of the publicâs eye. If someone had something on them, they could easily fall into traps, or worse, be sent to jail.
Ms. Lewis advised, âThatâs why you guys should spy on him.â
But they were not even a paparazzi!
Both of them made a troubled face. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The chief editor looked at their gloomy faces and helplessly sighed. âBoth of you also know that our magazines are not doing well and our sales revenue last month was only half of our sales revenue in the month before that. If this continues on, our agency would have to close down by the end of the year.â
Serenity and Sam gloomily walked out of the chief editorâs office. Both of them looked at each other in dismay as they were very distressed about how they should approach Zander Hall and make him agree to their interview.
Firstly, both of them went to check on Zanderâs daily interview. After two days of researching, Sam managed to find Zanderâs schedule for the past two weeks.
Serenity held the schedule that was printed and looked at it for a long while with a gloomy expression.
Zanderâs schedule was very irregular, and there was not even a chance for them to spy on him. If they directly went up to him and asked for an interview, they would definitely be kicked out within a second.
She suddenly thought of Zanderâs son, Julian, hoping to get some breakthroughs from him. However, once she thought about his flirty personality, she felt very uncomfortable.
It was time to get off work and everyone had left, but she and Sam were still at the office. Each of them was holding a big piece of paper on which Zanderâs schedule was printed, yet they did not know what to do with it.
She asked, âHow did you usually ask for an interview from those businessmen?â
Sam placed both of his legs on the chair while he stared at the ceiling. He wore a helpless expression. âAnyways, it was not as troublesome as this time.â
The ME magazine was a finance magazine that had gained some popularity in Andalas. Some businessmen would not purposely make things difficult for them and would even be very willing to cooperate.
Serenity pondered for a moment and said, âMayor Hall has a son called Julian. Perhaps he could give us some information.â
Sam hit his thigh and stood up all of a sudden. âThatâs right. If we cannot make a move on the old person, we can make a move on his son. I heard that Julian loves to fool around with women. We can get around seventeen to eighteen women from the night club to please him. I donât believe we cannot find out Mayor Hallâs schedule from him.â
This move was indeed very despicable of them. However, since they were to use it on Julian, she totally did not think there was anything wrong with it.
âButâ¦â He scratched his head, and his tone softened, sounding very hesitant.
Upon seeing his troubled face, Serenity asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
âI donât know if the magazine agency would pay for the expenses.â
Serenity:ââ¦â