Mesnar stood still at the door, took out his Blueberry phone from his pocket, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the contact name displayed on the screen.

This was the third call from the other party within fifty minutes, and he felt the urgency of the Los Angeles Times even more at this moment.

Every time I call, I secretly add some value to the "bargaining chips" in my hand in my heart. The number is so high that it can make Mesnar nervous himself.

As White's nephew speculated, he was really not sure about the value that popular scoops could bring. He had contacted several poor freelance journalists who would be very happy to sell their photos for hundreds of dollars.

In the past, Mesnar himself was like this, and he had received up to $630 when selling photos, which made him subconsciously believe that what he had quoted was already an amazing high price.

It is difficult for people who do not involve the media industry to know the value of news clearly. Ordinary people never pay attention to this information. They only care whether the news content is interesting, and the industry will not be bored to expose unspoken rules.

The information learned by both sides is arbitrary, which leads to the current situation. They treat each other as suckers and look forward to meeting each other.

After answering the phone, Mesnar said, "Hey, I'm already at the door of your company. Now, where should I go? Go directly to your office?"

The nephew turned on the amplification, and editor-in-chief White put on glasses when he heard this, and turned his head to look towards the door.

A middle-aged man with a messy hair, a bearded face and a slightly fat figure stood there, holding a cell phone in his hand. When he walked forward, he accidentally hit the flower pot. He quickly reached out to hold it and patted his chest as if he was scared. He seemed not the kind of shrewd guy, and his expression suddenly became playful.

By listening to the name "Mesnar", you can know that the other party is an Italian.

White's mother is also Italian. When he was born to learn language, he mastered bilingualism. He stood up and walked slowly over, greeted Mesnar in Italian and said, "Haha!

Welcome to our company, my friend!

There is a cafe next to me, which was run by my wife. The coffee there is very delicious. I will take you to try it. The quiet environment is more suitable for negotiation.”

Mesnar was a little flattered when he was too enthusiastic. He looked at the nephew of editor-in-chief White whom he had known before, and silently asked him with his eyes, who was the one in front of him.

The other party smiled and said enthusiastically: "You are finally here, we are about to go out."

He is the editor-in-chief of our Los Angeles Times, d-j-White, my boss, he is the one who has a crush on your news.

You should know that the Han family is very powerful and other company executives are not willing to provoke him, so it is difficult to sell what you have.

I can only help you here. I finally convinced Mr. White to come and take a look. I hope you didn't lie to me."

It's right to walk in the back door, but he is not stupid. He deliberately used an indifferent tone to create a false appearance that he doesn't pay much attention to this news, so he can spend less money.

Mesnar didn't notice something was wrong. He showed a sudden realization expression, and quickly grabbed Old White's hand excitedly and said, "Thank you, thank you so much!

I also think other newspapers will not publish them, so I found you here. After all, there was an unpleasant incident before. I know that the incident could help you revenge.

Thank you for your help, Saad.

Mr. White, I love coffee, and it would be even better if there is caramel macchiato in the store.”

"Of course, this one must have, and the taste will definitely satisfy you.

What kind of grudges can we have with Han Xuan? It’s all misinformation from others. In fact, our newspaper has a good relationship with him.

But as for business, I will still report what should be reported. I have always liked fair and objective news."

Editor-in-chief White showed a very enthusiastic expression on his face, but he secretly despised him in his heart. He thought that he liked caramel macchiato, but he dared to say that he liked coffee. That thing was like a drink, with no taste at all.

No matter how contempt is, it’s enough to deceive this guy out of the company. Find a quiet place to talk slowly, intending to get the news authorization from him and then resell it to the company at a high price. Such a rare opportunity, the profit in the middle is so huge that White couldn’t help but try to take risks.

He just bought a vacation estate in Palm Springs last year, but failed to get the year-end bonus this year. Perhaps this time he can solve the financial difficulties...

With so many people inside the company, editor-in-chief White became much more relaxed when he came to the cafe opened by his wife.

At this time, there were not many customers there. After ordering, he whispered to the waiter not to let others come.

Editor White crossed his fingers, put his hands on the table, and asked Mesnar with a smile: "Sad didn't hear it clearly on the phone before. Can you tell me in detail what you saw in Chinatown just now? Also, are those photos here?"

"The photo is in my camera. If there is a dark room nearby, I can wash it out now, and it won't take long."

Mesnar photographed the camera and then replied: "I went to Chinatown for fun at noon. I thought there was a restaurant that was very unique in decoration, so I went in and took some photos.

When we were about to come out after the filming, we saw a Chinese and a resident of a Southeast Asian country having an argument. They didn’t look much different, but it was obvious that they were not from the same place.

After talking to Mr. Saad, I tried to ask the person who was called, but he got drunk too much. His friend heard that I was a reporter, so he left me his contact information and told me that they were all Vietnamese.

I was very angry about my friend being beaten up and was about to take revenge, but I saw Han Xuan and his father also. The restaurant owner advised them to endure it, and finally left without even getting the medical expenses."

Editor-in-chief White listened very seriously, but still couldn't figure out the point, so he asked again: "What about Han Xuan and his father?"

Remember you told Saad that they knew the Chinese who hit people, what did that guy did when he hit people?"

“God, it’s so scary when it comes to this!

The Han family and his son stood beside him and did nothing at all. After that, they chatted with the Chinese intimately, just like smiling. They seemed to have a good relationship and went to have dinner together, without caring about the Vietnamese victim at all.

I recorded all the scenes at that time with photos. They are very valuable, right?"

He deliberately said the situation was very serious. He still had this cleverness. He didn't tell him that the father and son went upstairs later, let alone the Vietnamese man took action first.

Editor-in-chief White did not ask about these things in detail. In his opinion, it was not necessary to understand them too clearly. According to what Mesnar just said, as long as there are those few photos, it is enough.

The Los Angeles Times is not a scientific newspaper. If you pursue 100% truth in everything, it is better to close the door as soon as possible. 8)
Chapter completed!