Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

"Mo Dao, I took everyone in our branch to read your report. The report is very good, very professional, and very valuable."

"During this period, you two have worked hard. Uncle Shao will cook tonight, and the branch will welcome you and celebrate your successful return!"

The editor-in-chief gave Mo Dao a thumbs up and praised him.

As soon as the second half of the sentence fell, the atmosphere in the branch became much more lively.

"What do you two want to eat? Just tell Uncle Shao. If you want to eat lobster, I will prepare it for you today. If the meal fee is not enough, I will pay for it out of my own pocket today."

It can be seen that the editor-in-chief is really happy today.

Mo Dao listened and naturally did not spoil the fun. He just smiled and responded and said thank you.

"Okay, you guys get ready. Let's finish the work early today and celebrate. Mo Dao, come to the office with me."

The editor-in-chief smiled again and said, and then said to Mo Dao.

Mo Dao nodded and followed.

…

"Mo Dao, you did a great job reporting live from the battlefield for nearly a week."

"You are not afraid of danger, you are calm and steady, and you have great professionalism. Many leaders from our headquarters and branches have called to commend you, saying that you have the demeanor of a war correspondent from China News Agency."

The editor-in-chief looked at Mo Dao and admired him more and more.

He smiled and couldn't help but sigh and praise.

It must be that her daughter is married with two children, otherwise she would have to match them up at least.

"This time your report has a great impact both at home and abroad. You are now a well-known reporter on the Internet in our country and internationally. Some time ago, my goodness, I saw several hot searches about you, all about your report this time. Your live broadcast of this report has a lot of people watching it every day..."

The editor-in-chief was really excited, so excited that he almost forgot that although Mo Dao had been in the war zone before, he was not completely ignorant of what was happening outside.

For fear that Mo Dao didn't know, he told Mo Dao about the reactions to the report these days.

After coming to his senses, the editor smiled again, but he did not hide his happiness at the moment.

"Editor, you are too kind."

"We should not be too modest."

The editor smiled again, and then smiled again, and talked about some business.

"Mo Dao, you have really worked hard this time. Do you want to take a few days off? I will approve your leave, you can go anywhere you want, relax. I saw a lot of pictures of your previous report, and I felt scared when I watched the report."

"Can it be taken together with the Spring Festival holiday?"

Mo Dao smiled and asked,

"Okay."

The editor agreed straightforwardly, and then looked at Mo Dao and said with concern,

"How do you feel about this report? Are there any problems during the process?"

In fact, the editor just wanted to ask if there was any problem with his mentality.

After all, people who watched the live broadcast were all nervous, and they were afraid that Mo Dao would be left with some psychological shadow.

"I'm fine. Maybe my mentality is better."

Mo Dao smiled and responded.

"That's fine." The editor-in-chief looked at Mo Dao's expression again, and seeing that it was indeed nothing, he nodded and felt relieved. Then he said, "I asked you to come here for another matter. I need to communicate with you." "It's also a good thing. The headquarters is going to transfer you back to the headquarters." The editor-in-chief looked at Mo Dao with a smile and emotion on his face, and then said, "Transferring from a branch office back to the headquarters is basically something that many reporters in the branch offices have always wanted but have found difficult to do. Moreover, when Mo Dao is transferred back to the headquarters this time, it is naturally impossible for him to be a grassroots reporter again. "The headquarters is also preparing to make some adjustments to your position and add more responsibilities to you." Mo Dao was not very excited when he heard this. Although this matter is indeed a good thing, it can be regarded as a recognition of some of the things he has done within the Huaxin News Agency. It's just... coming to the branch office was originally what Mo Dao wanted to come. If he wanted to stay in the headquarters, he would not have come. However, the editor-in-chief's words were obviously not finished, and Mo Dao was not in a hurry. "Of course, considering the respect for your personal opinion, the headquarters has given you a choice. That is, your position will be promoted a little, and your position will be attached to the headquarters, but your work location will remain in our branch for the time being."

When he said this, the editor-in-chief smiled more.

He was proud to have such an excellent reporter under him.

Even if Mo Dao would definitely be transferred sooner or later, he was happy to be able to work with him for a longer time.

He also deserves credit for training such a reporter under his command.

"Then I'll choose the second one."

Mo Dao's goal in this life is to be a war correspondent, so there is really no need to return to the headquarters.

The headquarters took his opinion into consideration and gave him the second choice, which was just right.

It is convenient for him to travel around in the future, and it is equivalent to giving him some freedom.

After all, his position is now in the headquarters.

"Haha, I knew you would choose this one, Mo Dao. Good boy, then reporter Mo, let's work together for a while."

The editor-in-chief stood up, stretched out his hands solemnly, and shook hands with Mo Dao.

Mo Dao also smiled and gave some responses.

…

“…Damn it, when that thing fell, I was so scared that I was stunned. If it weren’t for reporter Mo’s quick reaction, we would have died right there.”

"I'm awesome, reporter Mo is the real awesome one. For the whole few days, I was hiding in our interview car. I was so scared that he was shaking. Reporter Mo had to hold the camera and shoot and report in the war zone in the hail of bullets."

"... You don't know, recently, the muzzle of their guns was about to hit reporter Mo's forehead... I was hiding in the interview car and didn't dare to breathe..."

When Mo Dao came out of the office, he heard Brother Lu Hong talking to other colleagues in the branch about the thrilling degree of the previous report, and occasionally mentioned a few words about Mo Dao's awesomeness.

Of course, when he praised Mo Dao, he was also very proud.

After all, even if he was not as awesome as Mo Dao, as the driver of the interview car this time, he was also in the war zone and the front line of the war. He was awesome enough.

While talking, he was emotional and couldn't help but say a few "fuck" and "wow" from time to time.

Next to him, colleagues from the branch office also listened with a smile.

They really admired him.

Not to mention Mo Dao, Lu Hong also came through the hail of bullets.

Fei Yi, who was in the interview team with Mo Dao before, was also a little envious.

However, envy is envy.

Thinking about the thrilling moments that Mo Dao had seen in his live broadcast,

he still didn't dare to go.

This time, Mo Dao and Lu Hong came back safe and sound,

but considering the dangers seen in the previous report, they were really lucky.

You see, reporters from the entire branch office noticed the scarred cut on Mo Dao's chin.

If it was a little off, Mo Dao would be finished.

If he went, he might not be able to come back.

"... Brother Mo, reporter Mo."

Turning around and seeing Mo Dao, colleagues from the branch office greeted Mo Dao with a smile one after another.

Some of those who were older than Mo Dao also called him Brother Mo and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Mo, what did the editor-in-chief ask you to do? Another task?"

"Nothing. Just asking if you want to take a vacation next time?"

"Of course, why not? I just want to go home and lie down for a week or half a month."

"...Okay, I'll approve a week off for you."

The editor-in-chief came out and agreed to it with a smile.

The colleagues next to him were a little envious, but this was really something they couldn't envy.

Few people dare to take the vacation they risked their lives for.