A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 370 The Wind
There have been a lot of things worth mentioning recently, such as Leviticus Cornwall.

Things have really been going wrong for him recently.

The Indians continued to wreak havoc on his industries. Railways were blown up, factories and carriages were attacked and had to be detoured and rerouted. Then the Annesburg mine went on strike again, leading to a breach of contract for his order. , even a trip to Saint-Denis was one bad thing after another.

First, he met a robber in a bank and had a shootout, and then he visited the new mayor, but was deliberately ignored and suffered a soft blow...

"Mr. Cornwall, that Jean-Marc Messier postponed the scheduled meeting with you again."

"What's the reason?"

Cornish stood in his office on the rooftop of Cornwall Freight and Communications Company in the dock area of ​​St. Denis. He looked out the window at the ships sailing on the Lanahechy River. The solemn expression on his face made people wonder. What on earth was he thinking.

The secretary standing behind him answered with some uncertainty:

"No... no reason. I guess he just doesn't want to see you."

"Haha." After hearing this answer, Cornish sneered and asked:

"Didn't he accept the gift I asked you to give him?"

"Accepted." The secretary replied firmly.

"In other words, he took my money but didn't want to see me? Am I crazy, is he crazy, or is this damn world crazy?!"

Cornish turned around and looked at his secretary with an angry look on his face.

Before the secretary could figure out how to answer this question, Cornwall asked him loudly:

"Is there any other news I can get out of you besides damn bad news?!"

If we really want to talk about good news, I guess the only one is that the stocks that Cornish bought are on the rise.

However, looking at Cornwall's furious expression, the secretary obviously couldn't really treat his words as a question.

Therefore, the secretary finally chose to remain silent and allowed Cornwall to vent his anger.

……

The owner of the St. Denis Hotel and the Grand Reagan Casino, or he could be called an agent. In short, Moglin was waiting outside the office on the third floor again, ready to chat with Arthur.

This must be his third visit.

When he left last time, he had put down harsh words with Hosea in an aggressive manner, but he was just a person who was harsh on the inside and strong on the outside. After trying to have a relationship with no result, he waited patiently for a while. As a result, the Big Reagan still couldn't leave Saint-Denis, and the casino was still not open for business, and even the time when the damn hearing would be convened again was far away.

He had no choice but to come to visit again.

When he saw Hosea in the office again, Moglin frowned subconsciously and asked:
"Where's Mr. Morgan? I heard he's back? I thought it was him I dated?"

Regarding the matter of Moglin, Hosea has already discussed it with Arthur after he came back, so Hosea's attitude towards Moglin is now more casual than before. Although he agreed to see Moglin, Facing his rude question after he came in, Hosea just smiled perfunctorily and said, "Arthur has gone out to do some business. If you came to see him specially, you can leave now. He's not here."

"Fuck!" Unfortunately, Moglin broke through his defense in just a second. He cursed and shouted:
"Why? Why do we have to be restricted there and can't fucking operate, but Arthur Morgan, the person involved, can run around?!"

The noise from Moglin caused the security guard outside to open the door and come in, asking Hosea:

"Mr. Matthews, is there any trouble that needs to be dealt with here?"

As he said that, the security guard stared at Moglin with warning eyes.

"Well, please help Mr. Moglin to get out. I have nothing to talk about with him." Hosea said with a smile, then he put his hands together and supported his chin, and quietly looked at Mo Green who was dragged out. Green.

To be honest, Moglin's current situation is really not good. If not for this, he would not come back here again. Seeing that the security was dragging him out, Moglin quickly calmed down. He came today with chips prepared. , he shouted:
"I found out who the secret witness of the Investigative Committee is! Don't you want to know?!"

"Let him go."

……

Lemoyne State Journal New Newspaper Building.

Our editor-in-chief Rawls always felt a little scared when he came home recently.

I don’t know if it is because of his previous experience that Rawls no longer dares to be the last person to get off work in the newspaper office.

"Editor Rawls, we have received many interview invitations from other newspapers today. Are we going to reject them all as before?"

Rawls took off the hanging coat and lifted his briefcase. After finally making sure that nothing was left behind, he looked at the questioning employee and said:
"No, they all agreed. There are also those who wanted to reprint our reports before. As long as the price they give is appropriate, we will agree to more or less."

"Okay. Editor Rawls, are you ready to get off work?"

"Yes, you all should not work overtime. If you can't finish it, just continue tomorrow. Remember, the work is never finished."

Regarding Rawls's words, this employee who had just moved in was a little puzzled. After all, the boss actually discouraged working overtime?
As if he could see his thoughts from his expression, when Rawls left him, he patted the newcomer on the shoulder, and then said with a smile:

"Young man, what's your name? Qio? Okay, forgive me for not remembering your name before. Young man, it's good for you to have enthusiasm, but don't consume it excessively. Let me ask you Let me ask you a question, did you choose to do this job to fill your stomach? Or for the ideals and justice in your heart?"

Qiao didn't hesitate and answered directly:
"Ideals and justice. Since I was a child, I have always felt that journalism is a great profession. It not only exposes the injustice and darkness of the current society, but also brings the truth to people and guides this society to become better. I believe that words It is powerful and it will definitely change something.”

Well, Chio?
Rawls briefly recalled the employment resume with this name. If he remembered correctly, Chiou seemed to be the child of a wealthy local family in Saint Denis?Then I switched jobs from another newspaper after reading a few reports in the Lemoyne Cantonal Journal.

Looking at the young man in front of him who looked like himself when he first entered this industry, Rawls chuckled and said:

"One person, one job or one profession cannot solve all the problems in our society. Even the efforts of an entire generation cannot solve all the problems. Therefore, what should be left to the next generation and tomorrow should be left to Give it to them.”

After saying that, Rawls looked at the time and patted Qiou, who seemed to want to say something else. Then he didn't give him a chance to say anything. After telling him to remember to lock the door, he hurriedly left the newspaper office. , went home from work.

(End of this chapter)