Hong Kong, morning, sunny.

Star Weekly editorial department, Tom Sun's office, the roar was deafening. The reason was very simple. It had been three hours since Xie Kai's handover, but there was no news.

Of course, Xie Kai didn't want to hand over it, but he couldn't hand over it. He had finished writing it. He thought that Jalalabad would check it again and then sent it to him, but when Jalalabad arrived, he started running for his life. Besides, there was electronic suppression of the US military, so he couldn't hand over it even if he wanted to.

He could not hand over, but Tom Sun couldn't wait. He opened the last time for Xie and was about to pay the print. Not only did he not have any news, but the phone could not be reached. He was so anxious that he cursed all the creatures in his sight.

Assistant A Cai didn't know how many times he came here: "Brother Tom, the printing factory is urging him again, what should I do?"

Tom Sun didn't know what to do, so he had to pull his neck and shout, "A Mei, is the phone connected?"

A little girl hurried over: "After a few hours, my fingers were pressed through, but I just couldn't get through. That's a hell."

Tom Sun opened his mouth and scolded: "What are you talking about when you see a ghost? You are a ghost! Akai is also your boss, why are you sorry? One quarter of the salary you receive every month is given to you by Akai, so you can't say some auspicious words? If Akai has any three or two shortcomings, I will be the first to fire you, the 38 ghost!"

When he said hell, he was scolded for being so bloody. A Mei raised her mouth aggrievedly and looked at A Cai as if she was asking for help.

A Cai suggested: "Brother Tom, this is not a solution. Isn't there any other copy of Brother Kai's depository? Why not take it out and deal with it?"

Tom Sun immediately turned his finger: "You are crazy and coping with it? This is a special issue! Do you understand the special issue? The most important article uses other content. This is called lying people. Do you understand lying people? Readers will be fooled. Who will buy our magazines in the future? Do you still need sales? Do you want me to go bankrupt?"

A Cai said patiently: "At most you can add an apology statement, otherwise you can only stop sending it."

Tom Sun became even more angry: "You are idiots, don't you post? This is the best time to grab sales. You think it's your wife's aunt, and you will come once a month. Do you want me to miss the opportunity in vain?"

When he saw A Mei still beside him, he shouted again: "So call, stand here like a wooden stake."

A Mei ran away with a sad face.

Acai had been accustomed to Tom Sun's nature, and was not angry about being scolded. He said helplessly: "This is not OK, that is not OK, so what do you mean? What's the use of scolding here?"

Tom Sun also scolded him for being tired, sat down on the chair dejectedly, and turned his eyes gloomyly and said, "Look for other manuscripts and issue another statement, saying that Ah Kai fought against terrorists in Afghanistan for world peace. His life and death are uncertain and his whereabouts are unknown. He called on all Hong Kong readers who like him and those who care about him to pray for him together."

I have to say that Tom Sun is indeed a genius. Once such a statement is issued, it can not only avoid the troubles in front of you, but also win a lot of sympathy. At this moment, there will definitely be no better way than this, but it is a bit inhumane and profit-oriented, and its nature of a profit-making business can be seen at a glance.

Acai couldn't believe it and said, "Ah! Is this appropriate?"

Tom Sun said hysterically: "You'll go! You'll say there's no way, now I'll ask you here again, I'll give you a raise for free!"

Acai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll just go."

Tom Sun slowed down and said, "When the magazine was released, then notify all media of this message."

Acai looked at him, nodded involuntarily, and turned around.

After solving the problem, Tom Sun sat in the chair as if he had changed his body.

It is his responsibility to keep the magazine running well, but it does not mean that he wants to think of something about Xie Kai. Being late for one manuscript may not be anything to other authors, and it is not worth worrying about, but Xie Kai is an extremely punctual person. He has worked together for more than two years, and this is the first time, whether it is work or personal relationships. Moreover, his trip to Afghanistan was a hand-in-hand for him, and Xie Kai's passion for adventure, so he has to worry.

Tom Sunmo sat for a while, picked up the phone expressionlessly, and called Xie to turn on the phone over and over again...

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CIA headquarters, Langley, Virginia.

Due to the same time difference, it is the early morning in Hong Kong and late night in Afghanistan, but it is the red evening with the setting sun.

The newly appointed Director Fred is in his office, waving his two thick arms to do a daily compulsory course: polishing leather shoes.

As a former lieutenant general and the fearless director of the CIA, Fred seemed to have no need to do this thing himself every day, and he had to do it twice. However, this was a good habit he developed during his Naval Academy. He believed that every morning he would be full of energy for a whole day; every night he would be full of energy for a leather shoes; a night would be full of energy for a leather shoes, and due to his age, he would be especially eager for a night now.

Fred was charging himself, the door opened gently, and assistant Joel walked in with a document and smiled.

Fred didn't care at all that his assistant came in without knocking on the door, his hands kept moving, and said kindly: "Hey, Joel, do you want to polish your shoes with me?"

Joel smiled flatteringly and said, "I'm afraid it won't work, General, the entire United States of America knows that this is your patent. If I do this overestimate my ability, I will definitely become a laughing stock in the whole United States."

Fred laughed for a moment, but knew that he must have something to do, so he stopped putting his shoes on. He returned to his office and pointed to the document in his hand and asked, "Tell me, Joel, why is it so urgent?"

Joel sat aside, and did not mention the documents at first, but said, "The Pentagon just called and said that General Nimchi had something to do. Do you know him?" Doru did something wrong in Afghanistan. Although Nimchi was helpless, he would not be stupid enough to let it go. So he reported it as soon as possible. Such an unexpected incident could be a big deal and he could be clear about himself.

Fred set out and said, "Of course, that rude guy can also polish leather shoes, but he wears a pair of smelly socks every day. Isn't he in Jalalabad? What's wrong?"

Joel carefully said: "It's the matter of Doru's webmaster. Doru's webmaster is carrying out an action and hopes that he will cooperate, so he will report according to the procedures."

Fred said: "What action?"

Joel said tactfully: "It's your previous one. You also know that some captured terrorists have very bad health and we have to give them humanitarian treatment. In order to make them recover faster, we sometimes choose new drugs. Of course, these drugs have been tested by monkeys and are completely harmless, just a procedure..."

Fred frowned. As a soldier, he didn't like this, but he didn't object. He just didn't understand why terrorists must be used? In his opinion, there are a lot of prisoners in American prisons who are extremely guilty, ten thousand times more damn than terrorists. They can be used without worrying about anything, which will cause unnecessary trouble.

Joel was a little confused about his new boss, and he stopped talking while observing, and said tactfully.

Fred re-extended his face and said gently: "It's okay, Joel, you continue to say, I'm listening."

Joel decided to save the "unnecessary" content and directly picked up Xie Kai and said, "But this matter was destroyed by a Chinese reporter. Webmaster Doru was forced to take action to safeguard the honor of the United States of America."
Chapter completed!