Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

"News is not just about reporting what happened, but more importantly, its role in publicity. In two days, I will take you out to meet a few people who are in urgent need of your help."

Victoria's eyes rolled, and then a look of joy appeared on her face.

"That's great."

Although she also knew that if she wanted to talk to the Ice Queen, she could just find a mirror, but since it was already the solstice of winter, the superficial etiquette still had to be done properly.

I have to go to the Winter Palace to put on a show so that people don't talk about it.

It's like visiting relatives during Chinese New Year. Although you don't see them a few times throughout the year, and some of you can even remember your name and age incorrectly, every year you get together to pay attention to your studies, work, and marriage. Your parents are still around. Follow along, and then talk about other people's outstanding children, and pull you out for comparison along the way, and come to the conclusion that you are worthless.

The form that should be taken must be taken, and people call this a sense of ritual.

What's more, it is considered a leader, and some leaders can take a fancy to attitude.

Of course, the above are just some self-entertaining complaints from the bottom of my heart.

Compared with most of the leaders, the Ice Queen can definitely make her willing to be a dog, and the two are completely incomparable.

As a mature young man who has been severely beaten by society, Tavernaar has some habits that are close to instinct.

There is always nothing on the lips, but in fact, there are endless thoughts in my heart.

Because only in this way can she take a little breather in the tense life.

Tavernaar came to the Winter Palace, completed the briefing according to the previous procedure, and then met the queen.

There is only one key point in the debriefing, and that is that the stragglers ran away with the heart of God.

The Ice Queen had known this for a long time, and she clearly watched the stragglers jumping away from her eyes with the heart of God.

"Tavnar, who do you think is the most reasonable task to track down the heart of God?" The Ice Queen's tone was flat, and her eyes were cold and clear.

Tavernal bowed his head respectfully, "The other executive officers are currently unable to move their hands. I think the remaining sons are the most suitable."

The Ice Queen nodded and approved the proposal, "He has always been good at this kind of work."

A debt collector, right?Seiyuu meme, right?

Tavernaar controlled the divergence of thinking in his brain, bowed slightly and begged for orders:

"In addition, I am also responsible for the loss of the heart of God. This subordinate requests to go with me."

"can."

The Ice Queen agreed directly.

Looking at the queen who felt so good at talking, Tavernaar hesitated for a moment, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, the propaganda department you asked me to form before has begun to take shape, but there is still a long way to go to the Six Kingdoms." distance."

"Our readers are mainly people from Solstice, but if we want to write stories that interest other countries, we need some freshness and novelty."

The Ice Queen nodded without any expression change, signaling Tavernaar to continue.

Taverna suddenly felt that there was something interesting, and immediately went straight to the topic:

"Therefore, I would like to use the public's curiosity about the fools, especially the executive officers, to write a biography about the executive officers. Since the content may involve some confidentiality, I hereby ask for your permission."

The Ice Queen tapped lightly with her fingers on the armrest of the throne. After thinking for a few seconds, her icy blue eyes seemed to be filled with endless frost and snow, looking at Tavernaar.

"Yes, but you must seek the consent of other executive officers in advance."

"Yes." Tavernall bowed and saluted.

At the same time, a smile flashed across her ice blue eyes.

With your words, there is a high probability that they will not refuse.

after one day.

Tavernaar took Victoria to a high-end coffee shop, and was led by the waiter to a private room on the second floor.

Victoria was wearing an elegant dress, her hair was carefully done, and she had a gentle but powerful smile on her face.

The young girl followed behind Tavenal, who was wrapped in a long-distance runner and looked sharp and cold.

She lowered her brows and eyes along the way, the clenched fists in her sleeves were slightly loosened, and her palms were already covered with sweat.

And it was the first time that Victoria went on a mission with the chief alone.

Well, this is not considered a character in the traditional education of Hearth House. In formal terms, it should be a business negotiation.

The door of the private room was pushed open by the waiter, and a middle-aged man with a round belly was holding an empty cup to observe. He asked and looked this way, with a warm smile on his face.

He put down the cup and got up, even though he was big and round, he was still surprisingly flexible, and quickly walked in front of the two of them.

"Good day, Your Excellency, this is our first meeting. I am the executive director of Kauter Shipping Company. You can call me Petrov..."

Taverna nodded to him, and walked into the private room, followed by Victoria.

Petrov also returned to the table.

Both sides were seated one after another, and the waiter quickly brought coffee and closed the door of the private room before leaving.

Seeing Tavenal caressing the cup leisurely, out of respect, Petrov spoke first:

"Master Inspector, I still have some doubts about the things you mentioned in your letter before, please allow me to ask a few more questions."

Petrov licked his dry lips, glanced at Victoria standing behind Taverna, and saw that Taverna had no intention of letting this subordinate retreat, so he said bluntly:

"What you said, about the thing that can ruin Richard's reputation, are you sure it's feasible?"

Tavernall looked directly at the other party, "As long as the information you provided is true, Richard did use inferior materials to repair and manufacture ships, and owed wages to workers, we can publish corresponding reports in the newspaper."

"You should have already seen that the "Snow Country Daily" already has a group of loyal readers in the winter solstice."

"Yes, every day on my breakfast table, I can see the latest "Snow Country Daily" that was printed yesterday and still smells like ink."

Petrov nodded again and again, not forgetting to show his goodwill.

Tavernar put his hands on the table, and pressed his fingers together, slowly showing a smile with an inconspicuous arc.

"At that time, hundreds of thousands of families will read the report about Richard at the breakfast table at the same time. He is ruined, and some partners will choose to divest, and you will be their new choice. "

"Sir, you and your dock company will gain the trust of new partners and passengers."

Petrov felt that his blood was gradually boiling with these words.

"Of course." Tavernaar changed his subject and suppressed his smile again, "The information you provide must be completely true."

Petrov felt that he was being pierced by the cold wind on the ice sheet, and his boiling blood began to cool down again.

"Of course true, absolutely true."

He accompanied the smiling face, although most of what he said was fine, but more or less added oil and vinegar, just to make the matter appear more serious.

Originally, he thought there was no problem, but when Tavenal mentioned it like this, he felt a little guilty for no reason.

He raised his head and looked into a pair of ice-blue eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

Suddenly I lost confidence.

"Uh..." He licked his chapped lips due to the cold winter and dryness, "Most of what I said before is true, but some of the words may be a little harsh. You know, seeing Richard's The irresponsible attitude made me so angry that I lost my mind for a while, after all, how can I take the personal safety of the passengers as a serious matter..."

As he talked, his forehead was sweating faintly, and the subsequent excuses stuck in his throat. He only felt that under the gaze of those eyes, all the excuses were so pale and powerless.

He opened and closed his mouth, but nothing came out after that.

"Well, sir, I have to admit that I am indeed unfair in some matters." Petrov smiled wryly and lowered his head.

Sure enough, even though he looked young, the executive officer couldn't really be a foolish kid, he said to himself confidently in his heart.

"It's just that I still hope that your newspaper can report this matter, because Richard is indeed talented and shoddy, which is undoubtedly disrupting the market. At the same time, those unqualified ships flowing into the civilian population will also cause unnecessary casualties. "

The smoke bomb did not work and was ruthlessly exposed. Now, all Petrov can do is show sincerity.

Tavenal nodded slightly.

"After sorting out the real evidence, bring it to the office building of our newspaper office. The lady behind me will be responsible for the follow-up work."

"Hello, I'm Victoria, the current external director of the newspaper."

Viktoria, who had been listening all the time, also spoke out at this time and greeted Petrov.

Leaving the coffee shop, Taverna and Victoria were on their way back.

"This will probably be the process in the future, but we need to make sure that the information is absolutely true and impressive, which is related to the prestige of Her Majesty the Queen." Tavernall explained.

When Victoria heard Her Majesty, her expression became solemn, and she solemnly promised:

"This subordinate will never let down your trust, my lord, and will never insult the honor of Her Majesty the Empress!"

Tavernal squinted his eyes in satisfaction, looked at the serious look on the little girl's face, and wanted a leader to caress her head.

Then she suddenly realized that she seemed not tall enough.

So she managed to resolutely curb this thought before reaching out her hand, and preserved her majesty that might not exist much in front of her subordinates.

She once again greeted the doctor kindly from the bottom of her heart.

Victoria didn't know what the officer was thinking at this moment, but felt the seriousness on his face.

It should be thinking about the next plan, the officer is really hard, but this behavior of being prepared for danger still makes Victoria feel a little more confident.

You must not disappoint the chief!

She clenched her fist secretly.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Rumor has it that in the Solstice Winter executive system, the adult named Spectator has a strange personality and is elusive.

She may be talking and laughing politely with you one second, looking humorous and funny, but in the next second a dark cloud has gathered on her face, making a ruthless decision.

She observes carefully and never forgets. She can often point out the facts that you care most about, and negotiate with you on this basis.

Yes, not direct threats, but negotiations.

Often in the end, she would offer an offer that she couldn't refuse, making people willing to work for her.

And if anyone is greedy and breaks the previous agreement with her, it is a pity that Fengxue, under the command of Queen Winter, will show her cruel side.

It is said that the worst one has not even been found yet.

However, even so, she still seems to lack interest in politics and economics, and the most famous of her subordinates is an organization called the Zhiwinter Propaganda Department.

Publishing newspapers, periodicals and magazines, commenting on everything that is happening today, but neither her organization nor herself is directly involved in the incident, just watching.

It's like her code name.

All in all, if it is not necessary, don't provoke, you can contact appropriately.

After all, the advertising space is still very fragrant.

And you can post a bit of a rival scandal or something.

This is the unanimous evaluation of many businessmen and politicians in Winter City who have come into contact with her.

But at the moment, Tavernaar doesn't know all of this. As early as a week ago, she had already left from the East City, and took the first step to find the skirmishers.

——Find the son first.

Chapter 88 Friendship Is Mutual Persecution

Farewell to the Hermitage, Tavernal's destination is a seaside town.

That small town was not a well-known place, and most of the residents lived on fishing and hunting. Compared with Zhidong, which had begun its industrialization process as a whole, it could even be called backward and isolated.

And in such a place, the only thing worth mentioning is that it is the home of an executive, and that's all.

This is the hometown of the son.

Tavernaar stops at the distance where you can see the town and the sea, and slowly descends to the ground.

She was still wearing the thick velvet cloak and the hood, looking over the brim of the hat at the settlement in the snow, and walked into it.

Compared with Zhidong City, the town is much quieter. There are no carriages coming and going, and there is no sound of machinery running day and night in the factory. Occasionally, there are a few pedestrians on the road, and they all walk leisurely, with a carefree expression on their faces reddened by the ice and snow. smile.

Occasionally, someone would look at Tavernal, because the newcomers to the town were rare, but they quickly looked away and stopped paying too much attention.

"Hi, may I ask how to get to Dadalia's house?"

Tavernaar casually asked an old man at the intersection.

Dadalia is different from other relatively low-key executives. Not to mention that he often attends public performances, he is also quite high-profile. He has never concealed his hometown, and his residential address is naturally known to the locals.

Because this is not a secret that needs to be kept, the old man happily pointed out the direction, thinking that she was an admirer or challenger who came to visit, and even asked her a question.