Chapter 2688 Media Madman

With Malashenko's permission, these Western reporters quickly got what they wanted and arrived near the battlefield that they had longed for and thought was a treasure trove of gold and silver.

"God, I feel like I'm going to die with excitement, Jack! I'm not kidding you, my heart is beating with excitement right now! This is a battlefield, a real battlefield! After this experience, who will I see when I go back? How dare you underestimate me, ha!”

"Oh, calm down, Tommy, who can say no? I'm as excited as you are now. Let me tell you, I have a hunch that we will definitely be able to write a particularly awesome report this time, and the little boy is waiting to be famous. Make money!"

"Oh, really? I've always wanted to go on vacation in Hawaii. It looks like I can earn some start-up capital from this trip, which is great."

Mr. Jefferson, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, could certainly hear the chattering of the two subordinates in the back seat.

It's just that as a veteran war reporter, as the leader of this trip, Jefferson, who has been to the Western Front battlefield several times for interviews, is not as excited as the two men in the back row, or in other words, he is boiling with blood and eyes with money.

No matter when, where, or in which profession, you must follow a very simple truth.

When it comes to money, it’s good to have the ability to earn it, and the more the better, but before that there must be another prerequisite, you must have the life to spend it.

Jefferson had personally seen a colleague who had boasted to him the night before, saying that the photos taken today were worth at least one hundred thousand dollars, and that he would quit his job after the trip and enjoy life. The next day, a howitzer shell flew from nowhere and the bones were flying. The unlucky guy had to use a shovel to shovel people out afterwards.

From that moment on, Jefferson, who had witnessed the bloody lesson with his own eyes, made up his mind to stay away from places that looked dangerous when he went to the battlefield for interviews. No matter how exciting the news was in that place, in the past, just by clicking the camera, you could get dozens or millions of dollars, but it had nothing to do with you, and you could go to whoever you wanted.

To be honest, Jefferson's family was not short of money. His father was a well-known local senator in his hometown. Even if he is sitting at home drinking coffee all day, the door will be broken down by idiots who are rushing to send money to his family, just asking this awesome senator to help him with some small things.

Jefferson, who had been used to seeing this kind of scene since he was very young, had basically no idea about money. The money in his eyes was the same as the homework books in the eyes of ordinary elementary school students. There were only one pile after another and the exact amount of money. I have no idea at all, just spend it casually, and the senator’s father spoils his only precious son to the point of being called him.

However, this also made Jefferson's character very unique, or he could be said to be maverick.

Because he had no idea about money, his father, who was not only a senator but also a businessman, bought a fortune that the whole family would never be able to use up in the next lifetime. Jefferson, who couldn't feel any pressure in life at all and was so idle, felt that life was short. If he wanted to realize the value and meaning of life, he had to find something different to do other than making a lot of money. .

It was also an unexpected opportunity. Jefferson, who loved photography and was very good at taking photos, was brought into the media industry by his classmates. From then on, he was out of control.

You old guy brags about yourself and cares about me all the time. You always think you are the most awesome in the world, don’t you?

Well, I will surpass you with news that shocks the world. One day, people all over the world will be attracted by my reports. Even your senator's overwhelming power cannot compete with mine.

With such a rebellious and middle-of-the-road dream or reason, Jefferson jumped into the big media vat without looking back or listening to his family's advice. It's just that neither he nor his father, who is now dead, thought that Jefferson had been working in the media industry for more than 20 years until he died.

Is there any achievement?

Of course there is, as people praise and admire.

Jefferson won the Pulitzer Prize, which was considered the pinnacle of his career by countless peers, and became the column editor of the nation's top newspapers. But these things that others envied in the eyes of others, Jefferson himself did not look down upon at all.

why?

Because these things were obtained when his father was still alive, Jefferson, who had been competing with his father since he became an adult and vowed to surpass this old guy, felt that the achievements he had achieved were all those People who flatter and beg old guys to do things deliberately give it to themselves.

Or the old guy asked someone to do it, hoping that after he becomes famous and satisfied, he can resign and go home to inherit the family business and start a business.

It doesn't matter whether the truth is this or not. Jefferson believed that it must be so, and that is what matters most.

So it wasn't until his own father burped last year that a relieved Jefferson felt that the opportunity had come for him to truly display his ambition and hit the top of his career. From this moment on, the achievements you achieve are truly achieved by your own ability. You must witness the arrival of this moment with your own eyes and enjoy every minute of happiness it brings.

The premise is that you must live.

It can't be said that the achievement was achieved and the person was gone. Before I had time to feel it, I went to the underworld to report to the old guy who couldn't deal with it.

This was not a good idea, and it was not what Jefferson wanted.

Therefore, Jefferson, who had been on the battlefield more than once and knew what a real battlefield was like and how cruel it was, was thinking about other things under his silent appearance at this moment.

How can you get big news while ensuring your absolute safety?

This is an important issue that deserves careful consideration, careful decision-making, and careful consideration before acting.

Yelling in a hot-headed manner and rushing to the front when there is nothing wrong is the style of the stupid and young Tiehanhans, not my own.

Strategy, experience, and connections, he will never give up until he achieves his goal, and he will even resort to any means necessary.

Jefferson, who was thinking fast, had now forgotten the brief unpleasantness he had just had with the famous Soviet general. How to deal with the current problem at hand was the top priority.

The pair of eyes hidden under those thick lenses are now like the most sophisticated computers, constantly weaving plans and countermeasures, and of course there are also conspiracies.

Jefferson had a premonition, a very strong premonition, that the best opportunity for him to become famous and achieve his goals in life was right here. He must seize any available opportunity to achieve his goal and never miss it.

Jefferson was so absorbed in his thinking that he was almost obsessive.

As a result, the editor-in-chief, who was very experienced and rarely distracted, didn't even notice when the car arrived at its destination. He was still deep in thought until the Red Army driver next to him who was responsible for driving and leading the way spoke up to remind him.

"We're here. What are you waiting for? Kraut shells?"