Chapter 53 Little Reporter Little News

In the Komsomolskaya Pravda newspaper, Damara, a new intern female reporter, is racking her brains for one of her manuscripts. As a newcomer seconded to Moscow from a local area, Damara cherishes this rare opportunity very much. It is a pity that the Communist Youth League Pravda has always been the Communist Youth League Pravda. As the top-ranked domestic newspaper, the Communist Youth League Pravda has always been known for reporting exclusive news, and is often jokingly called "mainstream gossip newspaper" among the people. Relying on its own unique selling points, the Communist Youth League Pravda, which belongs to the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League, has squeezed into the top four in the country. It is also known as the four major mainstreams along with Pravda, which belongs to the Party Central Committee, Izvestia of the Supreme Soviet, and Labor Daily of the All-China Federation of Trade Unions. newspaper.

Like all young people with dreams, Damara also hopes that she can eventually stay in this holy place of journalists, but ideals are always accompanied by cruel reality, especially when you go to work. Although Damara is the most diligent and the best writer among the same group of interns who entered the newspaper office, other interns can always get first-hand materials by relying on this or that relationship. After all, no matter how good your writing is, if the news itself is not attractive, it is impossible for the editor-in-chief to value it.

The internship period is coming to an end, and Damara has become more and more impatient recently. She has a headache for her news materials almost every day. Now he was writing a manuscript about the marriage customs of the Tartars. To hell, who would want to read such news. No matter how good the writing is, what new ideas can be written? As she wrote, Damara couldn't help thinking more and more angry, threw the pen aside, and lay down on the table in despair.

"Dinglingling~~Dinglingling~~" The phone on Damara's desk rang suddenly. Damara got up in a jerk, picked up the microphone and put it to her ear, and responded expectantly: "Hello, this is Damara, a reporter from Komsomolskaya Pravda. What can I do?"

There was a rustling sound on the other side of the phone, and the quality of the call didn't seem to be very good.

"Hi! Hello! Can you hear me?" Damara responded again. After a long time, Damara was about to hang up the phone in disappointment again, and finally a voice came from the microphone, but the voice was indescribably weird.

"I have some information in my hand, I think you might be interested!" The voice on the other side of the phone was dull, blunt, not human voice at all, to the point that it was made by a machine.

"May I ask what kind of information it is about?" Nastya concentrated his energy and tried not to pay attention to the other party's voice. The other party's doing so showed that he was deliberately concealing his identity. Is there really any big ulterior news? Damara couldn't help but get excited.

"It's about the director of the logistics department of Gorky University deducting the food expenses of the students!" The other side of the phone replied.

"Is it just this matter? Or is there a bigger news behind it?" Damara asked quickly.

"There's only so much I can tell you right now!" the other party replied.

"But, it's just that it's not big news at all! I can't guarantee that I'll be caught by the editor-in-chief!" Damara replied very disappointed.

"If you don't want it, I can find someone else!" The other side of the phone didn't seem to care whether Damara wanted his information or not.

"Ah! No, no, no! I will work hard to write this news, please give me this information!" Damara heard that the other party was going to find someone else, and hurriedly dissuaded her. Damara thought about it, even this kind of small corruption case is much better than the frivolous stuff I'm writing now. And this matter is related to Gorky University. Of course, it would be more attractive if it happened at the more famous Leningrad University or Moscow State University, but Damara thinks that this kind of thing is not completely without room for development. Good writing can mobilize people's emotions, and Damara has the confidence to write an excellent piece of news even if it is ordinary material.

"Okay then! I can try to cooperate with you first! If you are happy,

I will still find you! ’ replied the other side of the phone.

"I still have a small request, can you just give this news to our Komsomolskaya Pravda? After all, if it is an exclusive news, my manuscript will be more likely to be selected!" Damara asked in embarrassment.

"No problem!" The other party simply agreed.

"Then how can I see you?" Damara asked again.

"We don't need to meet. Someone will send you the information in a while, and everything you want to know is in it." The other party hung up the phone without waiting for Damara to respond.

Damara froze for a moment. Could it be that this is the end, can't you wait for me to ask about other situations? Damara was thinking about it when her phone rang again.

"Hi, hello, I..." Before Damara finished speaking, the other party's voice suddenly changed. It turned out that the caller was no longer the person just now. The caller was the girl at the front desk downstairs. There is a package next to her own, let her hurry down and get it.

Damara hurried downstairs. After she got the package, she thanked the staff at the front desk, and then ran upstairs quickly. With strong curiosity, he immediately opened the package.

Inside was a document and several photos. Damara checked the document first. This is a simple information about Lana, Director of the Logistics Department of Gorky University. Damara scanned the ten lines at a glance, and put it aside if there was nothing new. Damara picked up the photos and began to look at them one by one. It seemed to be a candid shot, holding a wad of money in one hand, and then Lana took off her sunglasses and took the money with her own hands. The photos were very clear and very Explained the problem well. But it lacked sensationalism, until Damara saw the last picture, and she was almost screaming in surprise.

There are no people in the photo, just two sacks filled with money, all overflowing from the mouth of the sacks. To be honest, Damara has seen so much money in her life. If the previous photos are just ordinary news, then the last one will definitely cause a sensation. But what Damara didn't know was that the above money did not belong to Lana, but to Sergei Sha. He intentionally made such a photo and put it inside, making people who saw it mistakenly think it was Lana's.

Damara didn't hesitate anymore, she put away the photos and documents, and quickly started typing on the typewriter. Now Damara's heart is full of anger, and it's like a spring of writing. These moths have embezzled so much money. Even the director of the logistics department of a small university cafeteria can be so unscrupulous.