The sun shines almost vertically on the earth, but the Seattle Daily editorial department is still busy, and no one focuses on eating. In fact, everyone is now fully powered. The phone calls are from midnight to early morning, from morning rush hour to lunch, and callers are coming from all over Seattle, Washington, and even the entire country, which is really dazzling.

"Nina, you did a pretty job."

In the editor-in-chief's room, Joseph Duncan praised his praise, and his beards were trembling: "Look at the clicks, our newspaper has never had such a high clicks in the electronic magazines in the past six months. You even surpassed Melinda! And God, the content of two thousand words, and so many pictures!"

"You really scared me, Mr. Duncan."

Nina Greyrein stands tall at the desk, her legs look particularly slender with her jeans and a short trouser jacket. In addition, her slender figure and her straight long hair can bring psychological pressure to short men.

"Actually, I was just on the scene at that time. I was writing articles while staring at real-time information. Everyone could do this."

"You are too modest, Nina, really too modest." Editor-in-chief Duncan waved his hand and said to the iPad: "Not every news is suitable for this length, even in-depth reports. Your article is actually very long, but the key is that your step-by-step writing method will not be said to be two thousand words, even four thousand, it can make readers still feel unsatisfied after reading it in one go. This is the most important thing!"

"Grasp the key points, the detailed description, the complete narrative... that's it." Nina put her hands in front of her lower abdomen modestly, her lips closed and a smile: "It's mainly because of luck that my boyfriend was also on the scene, so she immediately called me over with a phone call. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have the opportunity to visit the scene. Let's not talk about these words, I'm afraid I can write a title."

The wall facing the editor's room is facing the outside of the glass window, and everyone can see the situation inside. Of course, Nina also noticed that many people were finally ready to have lunch. This was really tormenting. She vomited at five in the morning, and then rushed to the newspaper with a piece of toast in her arms. Until now, she even had water drops, let alone stuffed some other food.

Let's finish talking quickly, Nina kept smiling and thought to herself, I have to go to have a meal after talking.

"Boyfriend, the source of this information is a bit unexpected. It can be seen that he really cares about you." Unfortunately, Duncan only stared at what he wanted to say, and did not notice that there was a gurgling sound in Nina's flat belly.

"But it seemed like it was the first midnight at the time of the incident. He was at the scene at that time? Was he a firefighter? Or...ah, Mr. Belson!"

"Just call me Anderson, Joseph, how many times have you said it."

An elegant and handsome man suddenly walked into the editor-in-chief room. He was nearly thirty years old and was wearing a high-end suit and had an extraordinary temperament.

But seeing that there was another person in the house, he immediately diverted his attention.

"Oh my God, when did such a beautiful female reporter come to the Seattle Daily? Hello Miss, my name is Anderson Belson, who are you?"

"Uh...Nina Greyrein." Nina was a little stunned in the face of the sudden approaching chatterer, but knew that she should immediately stretch out her hand: "Mr. Anderson Belson? Your Belson is the Belson family that has always been exclusively controlled since the founding of the Seattle Daily!?"

Anderson naturally held Nina's palm, looked at her elegantly, and smiled: "Shame, I am one of the current shareholders of the newspaper. Miss Greyrein, right? I remember that I just saw this name this morning, and your face..."

"Yeah, Mr. Belson, our electronic version of the headline article today was written by Miss Grey Rhein." Editor-in-chief Duncan interrupted. He only glanced over Anderson and Nina and knew it in his mind: "She happened to be at the scene of the fire last night, and she wrote the article at that time. The length of the two thousand words is clear, the theme is clear, the structure is very fascinating!"

"Ah...I remembered it!"

Anderson Belson suddenly realized and raised his tone: "I'm so ashamed, Miss Greyrein, I've read this article at breakfast today. I'm so ashamed, I actually forgot the author's name in a blink of an eye! I'm so ashamed, Greyrein..."

"It's okay, a small matter, Mr. Belson."

Nina laughed with her and took a deep breath: "But look, our handshake..."

Until now, Anderson stretched out his hands and was still holding her hand. He was still saying ashamed, while putting his hands on it. This step was definitely enough. Nina was even silently complaining in her heart. Would he still have another kiss to apologize?

"Oh, sorry, I'm out of my composure."

Anderson quickly pulled back his hand with apologies and turned his focus to editor-in-chief Duncan: "Joseph, it's time for dinner now, why is the newspaper still busy like this?"

"Of course it was because of last night." Editor-in-chief Duncan answered questions: "On the one hand, it was the incident itself, and Nina's article caused a strong response. We were so frustrated just by answering the phone. You see, there are many people in the house now, and it is estimated that the same situation will be done by waiting for 6 o'clock in the evening. Today, no one wants to eat on time."

"That's how..."

Anderson thought about it like this and stood there for a moment for more than ten seconds.

Nina couldn't leave yet, but she clearly noticed that the shareholder had never talked about the purpose of his trip since he came to the editorial room. He first exchanged greetings around him for a long time, then turned to the topic of eating and became silent. Judging from the current situation...

She held the phone with her back and edited the message.

"Greyrein... Can I call you Nina? Are you... a college student?"

After the message was sent, Nina's lips remained perfectly curved, and she said with a smile: "This year, I was studying at the University of Washington, majoring in British literature. I am currently working part-time at the newspaper."

"That's it. It seems that you have a clear idea of ​​your career plan, and you are not as good as us..."

Anderson's voice was suddenly interrupted, and the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang. Nina was still gentle on the surface, and then she clenched her fists in her heart.

"Ah, sorry, Mr. Belson, my friend called." Nina took out her cell phone like magic and smiled at Anderson: "It's a privilege to see you, but I'm really busy now. I'm very sorry, I'm farewell!"

After saying that, she walked out of the editor-in-chief room like a wind. Of course, her phone had been connected. She didn't leave the editor-in-chief room too far, so she started chatting loudly.

"Ah, Soso, why did you suddenly call?"

"What? You won the Mark Six!? Just kidding!"

"It must be celebrated, it must be celebrated, you wait, I just have lunch break now... Today's part-time job is over, I want to celebrate, I want to celebrate!"

"Did you hear that my good friend won the lottery!"

The last sound was called to the entire editorial department, but before everyone else could come and celebrate, Nina quickly carried her handbag and ran out of the office. It was rare that the sun was shining in Seattle today. Now is the most vicious time, but compared to sunny California, this ultraviolet ray is still not seen by others.

Anderson Belson had already walked out of the editorial room. He looked directly at the direction where Nina disappeared and whispered something.

"Interesting, is it Mark Six? Why don't I know?"

He then laughed.
Chapter completed!