At this moment, the night was already very deep, but every single newspaper office still had its lights on, filled with a cacophony of voices and bustling with activity.
This was how it was with sudden big news.
They had to race against the clock to write drafts, proofread, communicate with the printing factory to change the layout, and inquire about the progress of other newspaper offices. It was incredibly busy.
They had no choice but to work through the night.
Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to catch the hot news!
At a certain large newspaper office.
The editor-in-chief was pondering what title to use. Should it be the shattering of a legendary romance, the mystery of the burial objects, or simply a series starting from when Fernand unexpectedly met his true love and disregarded everything for her...
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in," he said impatiently. But when the door was pushed open, the person who entered made him freeze. Looking at the person at the very front, he said uncertainly:
"Are you... Miguel?"
With so many people in the newspaper office, he shouldn't have known a minor frontline reporter who was ostracized and sent abroad. However, recently Miguel had made a big name for himself, or rather, a "notorious name."
As a renowned existence in the Portuguese press.
He immediately chose to ride on his coattails... Ahem, so that was how he knew him.
Speaking of which, it was quite a coincidence.
The one who took action against Miguel seemed to be that Miss Su from the East. When the "love" story between her and Antonio was causing a huge uproar, he had even considered rehashing old news.
Of course, he eventually gave up.
He was afraid of offending Su Ning.
He didn't want to end up like Miguel... The humorous and biting ways people insulted him in those free newspapers wouldn't be forgotten for at least a decade.
"Yes."
Miguel nodded excitedly, not expecting the editor-in-chief to actually remember him.
Not only did he remember, but he also knew quite a bit.
"Wait, didn't they say you went missing? Your family even came to the newspaper office demanding compensation. Damn it, where on earth did you go, and why have you returned to the country?"
Could they have colluded to scam money?
"I didn't go missing. I was captured..." His voice abruptly stopped.
The editor-in-chief looked puzzled.
He then saw the several people behind him step into the light, and surprisingly, they were all Easterners!
He froze.
The sudden disappearance and reappearance of Miguel, Easterners, Swire Shipping, and what happened today... It was like scattered pearls that had faintly formed a shape but lacked a string to connect them.
"Who are you people?"
"Hello."
Lin Sen stepped forward and said with a smile, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that I'm here to deliver a big piece of news to the newspaper office."
Hearing this, the editor-in-chief relaxed.
Such things actually happened frequently. When it was inconvenient to take overt action in power struggles, they would dig up their opponents' dark secrets to ruin their reputations. He said familiarly:
"Let me take a look first. Don't worry, my mouth is as tight as a wine bottle cork. Even if we can't publish it, I will never leak it."
It definitely couldn't be published recently.
No matter how big the news was.
Could it be more explosive than what happened to Fernand today?
Over a dozen photos and manuscript papers were pushed over.
The lighting wasn't very good.
He casually picked up a few and leaned in to look... When he clearly saw the first photo of Antonio hugging a strange Eastern woman, his eyes widened.
!!!!!
He couldn't wait to keep looking.
There were photos from all angles. Anyone who saw them would think this was a couple in love. But he swore on his professional career that this Eastern woman was not the legendary Su Ning, whom Antonio loved so deeply he would give his life for!
Was today the day Cupid was heartbroken?
First Fernand.
A romantic myth that had been vigorous for decades, despised by countless people yet envied by countless others, came crashing down.
And then his son followed closely behind.
As the editor-in-chief looked at the manuscript papers, without needing to be urged, a terrified Miguel began to explain:
"...That's right, there was no love between him and Su. It was a transaction from the very beginning, all calculations. Su won, but he was unwilling to accept it... That woman is Antonio's true love, they were hugging... Staging a hero rescuing a damsel in distress to win Su's heart..."
The editor-in-chief's eyes grew wider and wider.
And he grew more excited.
Everything was fake. It started with cold, profit-driven motives. The woman was an arrogant and heartless victor, and the man had his true love. Even the so-called "willing to give my life for you" plot was a calculation!
It was too brilliant.
Readers loved this kind of stuff. Combined with the news about Fernand—
They would go crazy!
"By the way," Miguel said, "Antonio's true love already has a husband and even a child."
Bang.
It was as if countless bombs exploded in his mind.
The editor-in-chief could barely breathe. He roughly tore off his tied necktie and said impatiently:
"Tomorrow, no, in five hours, everyone will see this news in the newspaper."
It was already the early hours of the next day.
The matter was concluded.
As Lin Sen and the others left, the editor-in-chief said to Miguel as a matter of course:
"For bringing this big news, I won't pursue those compensations... By the way, who are those Easterners? Did they rescue you from Su's subordinates?"
Once this news broke out.
Antonio would undoubtedly be ruined, and Su Ning's reputation wouldn't be much better—an ambitious, cold, and heartless foreign female tycoon.
So, in the editor-in-chief's view.
The sequence of events went like this: Miguel wanted revenge, so he took these photos, but was accidentally discovered by Su Ning. For the sake of her reputation and the soon-to-be-acquired Swire Shipping, she decided to suppress it for now and watch Antonio perform like a clown.
When the time was ripe.
She would release the photos of his infidelity, and the agreement would naturally be broken.
Swire Shipping would be hers.
In the eyes of the ignorant public, she would still be the betrayed victim.
Killing two birds with one stone.
The editor-in-chief couldn't help but marvel. What a terrifying woman. There must be many people who hated her and saw her as an enemy, even going so far as to chase her abroad to rescue Miguel and ruin her plans.
"What are you talking about?"
Miguel broke down. "No one rescued me. They are Su Ning's subordinates. You have no idea how much I suffered there..."
He poured out his grievances endlessly.
Therefore, he didn't notice that while the editor-in-chief seemed to be listening, his eyes were actually unfocused.
It was as if his soul had left his body.
No.
Why.
He couldn't help but shudder. Looking at those manuscript papers and photos, he seemed to hear an arrogant chuckle, recklessly declaring to the world what she had done, because she didn't care about any judgments and knew no one could sanction her.
So, this was a display of power...
…………
Because it had rained.
Covered with a thick velvet quilt, Su Ning slept very soundly instead. When she woke up in the morning, she felt refreshed, and she wore a smile while eating breakfast.
"Where is today's newspaper?"
The attending servant hesitated for a moment, receiving countless cold, urging glares.
Gritting his teeth, he brought the newspaper.
Feeling dejected... It seemed he was going to lose his tip again.
But he feared Su Ning more than before, not daring to show it in the slightest, only wallowing in self-pity.
The next second—
"Not bad."
A smiling female voice rang out.
Then, the servant received an unimaginably generous tip.
On the other side.
Antonio sported dark circles under his eyes and did not even bother to wash his face before rushing to the bank. The people around him gave him strange looks, assuming it was just because of the burial objects incident from yesterday.
Although he kept reminding himself that those who achieve great things do not sweat the small stuff.
His mood remained terrible.
Arriving at the counter, he handed over the check with a dark expression and said coldly,
"Cash this."
He waited for over ten minutes.
Just as he was about to lose his temper, the check was returned to him.
"I am sorry, but this check has been voided and cannot be cashed."
