With Malashenko's permission, this group of Western reporters quickly got what they wanted and arrived near the battlefield that they had longed for and thought was a mountain 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 right 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 become famous.
Make money!"
"Oh, is it true? I've always wanted to go on vacation in Hawaii. It seems 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 and the leader of this trip, Jefferson, who has been to the Western Front battlefield several times to conduct interviews, is not as excited as the two guys in the back row, or in other words, he is so excited that he is so excited about the money.
No matter when or where you are, in any industry, 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 there must be another prerequisite before that, you must have the life to spend it.
Jefferson saw with his own eyes a colleague who was bragging to him the night before, saying that the photos he took today were worth at least one hundred thousand dollars, and that he would resign after returning from this trip and enjoy life. The next day, he was shot
Howitzer shells flew from nowhere, causing the bodies to fly, and the unlucky guy had to use a shovel to scoop them up afterwards.
From that time on, Jefferson, who had witnessed this bloody lesson, had made up his mind to stay away from places that looked dangerous when he went to the battlefield for interviews. No matter how explosive the news was in that place, he could just press the button in the past.
According to the camera, there are tens of millions of dollars, and it has nothing to do with me. Whoever loves his mother will go.
To be honest, Jefferson's family was not short of money. His father was a well-known senator in his hometown. Even if he was sitting at home drinking coffee all day, he would rush to send money to his family.
They can break down the door of their house, just asking this awesome senator to help them 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. 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 where he will do anything he wants.
However, this also made Jefferson's character very unique, or even maverick.
Because he had no idea about money, his father, who was not only a senator but also a business owner, bought a fortune that the whole family would never be able to use up in the next lifetime. He felt no pressure at all in life and was so idle that he felt that life was too short.
If Ferson wants to realize the value and meaning of life, he must 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 thing brags about yourself and cares about me all day long. 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, without looking back, and without listening to his family's advice, Jefferson jumped into the big media vat. It didn't matter whether it was himself or others.
His father, who is now dead, never thought until his death that Jefferson had been working in the media industry for more than 20 years.
Is there any achievement?
Of course there is, just as people praise and admire.
Jefferson won the Pulitzer Prize, which was regarded as the pinnacle of his career by countless peers, and became the column editor of the top newspapers in the United States. But these things that others envied in the eyes of others, Jefferson himself did not look down upon at all.
superior.
why?
Because these things were obtained when his father was still alive, Jefferson had been competing with his father since he became an adult. Jefferson, who vowed to surpass this old guy, felt that the achievements he had achieved were all those
People who flatter and ask the old guy to do things deliberately give it to themselves.
Either the old guy asked someone to do it, and he wanted to become famous, and when he was satisfied, he could resign early, go home, 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 this way, and that is what matters most.
So it wasn't until his biological father burped last year that the 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 he had achieved were truly
You have to do it by your own ability. You must witness the arrival of this moment with your own eyes and enjoy every minute and every second of happiness it brings.
The premise is that you must live.
It can't be said that the achievement was achieved, but in the end 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 is not a good idea, and it is 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 silly and young idiots, 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 quickly, 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 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 achieve success and achieve his life goals would be here and there. He must seize any available opportunity to achieve his goals and never miss a chance.
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 artillery shells?"