Su Rui really couldn't have imagined that everything about him was photographed.

Even one of the reporters was discussing whether to make a big fuss at China.

"I would like to emphasize again that we are war correspondents, not paparazzi! Paparazzi are not worthy of being called journalists!" Ferlank continued to growl.

This is a conceptual deviation, which has already made him feel a little angry.

In Frank's opinion, his young companion was not like this on weekdays.

"This is why we have always been so poor!" The young man shouted, then saw the murderous gaze in Ferlank's eyes, so he became timid and his tone became softer: "Okay, listen to you, haven't you listened to you in the past few years?"

"Since that's the case, we must continue to maintain the neutrality and objectivity of the reporter!" Ferrank saw his companion's expression a little disappointed, so he put his words lighter and patted the other party on the shoulder, "Smolin, it's not that we don't care about money, it's just that some things have nothing to do with money."

The young reporter named Smalling looked at Ferran and shook his head: "Ferran, I thought about it carefully. To be honest, if this video was spread... I'm sorry, I was so excited just now, I was really wrong."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

But everyone understands the unspoken words.

If this video is spread, it will be detrimental to China.

Very unfavorable.

"And, Ferlank, you should know that I actually support China..." said the young man Smalling, tickling his hair with a wry smile.

He was indeed a little out of control just now, but this is not incomprehensible. If a large sum of money is placed in front of him, it may be possible to get it with just a hand. It is really difficult to be completely unmoved.

Ferrank shook his head and smiled, saying, "If you support China, then you have to decide to knock them out a lot of money? Is this how you support them?"

It is rare to see this veteran war correspondent change his serious expression and smile.

Obviously, his companion's concession made him feel a little better, but this also shows that Ferrank was still in a tangle.

"At least, I'll notify them like this, otherwise they will be drowned by international saliva." Smalling's dead duck was stubborn, but more of this sentence was self-deprecating.

"We must remain neutral, don't forget that this is the principle of our journalists," Ferrank reminded.

"Then what you mean is to send this video directly?" Smalling's thoughts had changed a little after a brief analysis of the pros and cons. After the excitement at the beginning, when he thought of the situation that Huaxia might face because of this video, he began to feel a little worried in his heart.

Over the years, China has won a lot of favor and reputation internationally, and Smalling can be regarded as one of the "international friends" who have a lot of favorable feelings for China.

"Just send it out like this." Ferlank said.

He threw a cigarette to Smalling and said, "Actually, putting aside some utilitarian ideas, you have the potential to be a good journalist."

"I thought you would say that I am already a good reporter." Smalling smiled self-deprecatingly.

In fact, it is a pity to miss such an opportunity to become popular or make a fortune.

However, whether it is from the perspective of conscience or personal safety, some money cannot be obtained.

After pausing, Smalling said again: "Forget it, who made me support China?"

This guy is actually very moral. Although he always wants to blackmail Hua Xia, after some confusion, he still returns to his professional ethics.

"Have you guessed that I was going to post this video anonymously?" Ferrank looked at the young assistant's eyes, understood what he was thinking, and asked with a smile.

"Have you done this less in the past few years? As soon as I talked about it, I felt heartache! We threw away at least several villas by the Miami beach!"

Smalling covered her chest, it seemed like she was a real regret.

"If we have the life to make money, we have to have the life to spend money." Ferrank paused and said, "If we had released it in real-name form, we would have disappeared from this world long ago."

"I'm really sending the video online like this?" Smalling still seemed a little hesitant.

"Aren't you just crying and shouting to send it on? What are you hesitating about now?"

Ferlank continued, "Yes, just post it like this. Although this will cause some trouble to China,... you know, I am also on China's side."

"What does it mean? Why do I feel a little confused?"

Smalling looked at Ferlank, confused.

"Look at the video again, who is this Chinese man playing?"

"It is Tans, the son of Luxens, the mayor of Domanazzi."

"He's a big deal." Ferlank shook his head disdainfully. Obviously, Tans, the playboy, was looked down upon by him.

"Huaxia is the ambassador of the United States!" Ferrank emphasized his tone and said: This is the key point of this matter!

Smalling then realized it!

"I understand. You want to send this video before the US public voice is released, right?"

Smalling's eyes lit up!

If the video is posted first, it will be too difficult for the United States to gain the initiative!

The United States probably did not record the video, but the ambassador was beaten. They would never swallow their anger. These people would definitely catch the matter of China sending troops to Prenia to promote it!

"Yes, so... just upload it like this. Believe me, even if we don't follow any guidance, public opinion will stand on our side." Ferrank said.

However, after a pause, he realized the grammatical problem in his words, so he corrected: "No, mainstream public opinion will definitely stand on the side of China."

In fact, this matter can be big or small. After all, whether China secretly sent troops to help Prenia quell the rebels, it actually violated the regulations of the United Nations to some extent.

However, from a moral point of view, China's approach is absolutely tenable, and there is no doubt that it is.

Since that's the case, we have to see who can take away public opinion.

After being a war correspondent for so many years, Ferrank has the most savvy view of the situation, and he believes in his judgment.

He took pictures of these precious things, but he didn't think about taking this opportunity to make himself very popular. Instead, he silently uploaded the video to the Internet and handed over the voting rights to all people in the world.

This is the wisest way to do it.

Smalling logged into one of his own trumpets on the largest news website and pressed the Enter key.

"Upload successfully! Wait for the earthquake!"

He rubbed his hands nervously expectantly.

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Ambassador Rick was lying on the hospital bed at this time. He had an examination. Su Rui's kick did not cause him serious internal injuries, but his stomach still hurt so much that it was difficult to walk with his waist up.

"Ambassador, what should we do?" his secretary asked.

"What about the other soldiers? How are they?" Rick did not answer, but asked rebelly.

"One of them woke up, but the other three may have to be in a coma for a few days, and they all have concussions of varying degrees..." the secretary replied.

"Okay, take all these photos, edit them into text, and send them to the United Nations." Rick gave the order directly.

This move is definitely about to start revenge on China!

"Okay, I'll do it now!" The secretary clenched his fists, "These Chinese are really too arrogant!"

"By the way, I'll take a few photos for me."

Ambassador Rick was wearing a hospital gown and laying on the hospital bed, looking pale, and he looked quite weak.

When the ambassador reaches this position, it is indeed not easy enough. He has to treat himself as a prop.

"This... OK."

The secretary didn't seem to have expected the ambassador to go out so hard. After coughing twice, he picked up the camera and started taking pictures of the weak Ambassador Rick.

The United States has always been a member of international police. Only they can teach others a lesson, and others can never teach them a lesson. But this time, the loss was too ruthless and they really couldn't swallow this.

However, what surprised the secretary was that he thought Ambassador Rick would use more intense and direct means to retaliate, but he did not expect... the dignified American ambassador would choose the seemingly impossible path - selling miserable!

That's right, it's just a miserable seller!

The secretary knew that this method might be more effective and more effective in winning public opinion, but he felt very frustrated inexplicably!

Perhaps, in the current international community, only China can make the Americans feel so frustrated!

After taking the photos, the secretary forced himself to suppress the complicated feeling in his heart: "I'll take photos of the wounded right away."

However, at this moment, Ambassador Rick's phone rang.

"Go and pick me up," said Ambassador Rick.

When the secretary saw the number, he immediately felt like he was electrocuted, and a very bad feeling rose from the bottom of his heart!

"Ambassador Rick, yes...yes..." He actually stuttered a little at this moment.

"What are you hesitating about? Tell me quickly if you have something to do." Ambassador Ruike said.

"It's the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' phone number!" The secretary quickly handed the phone to Ambassador Rick.

The latter's expression was immediately full of solemnity!

Because, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will not call at this point in time, nor will it directly call Rick's mobile phone! Their contacts will be taken care of through the secretary!

"I guess... it should be the phone call of the Minister of Foreign Affairs." The secretary whispered.

Rick glanced at the secretary deeply, then answered the phone.

Hearing the sound from the other side of the phone, Rick immediately looked somber: "Hello, Minister Sukel."

"You were injured by the Chinese?" Minister Sukel asked directly.

However, the tone revealed in this sentence is not concern, but a strong reproach!

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ps: Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Sorry, the meeting has been held all day and has just been written. Today's Youth Entrepreneurship Conference has concluded, we will leave the meeting tomorrow and will be home tonight.

Good night.

Thanks again.

I didn't say anything anymore. I was really tired. I wanted to update it today, but I felt sorry for it. I silently wrote the second update and tried to update it before 1:00 in the morning.
Chapter completed!