I want to have a date with Superman

In addition to helping the military test and pilot installation of guard dogs, Harley also has her own job in Washington.

For example, recruiting outstanding scientists and technicians.

Rich served as the technical director of both Paradise Hills and Puppy Technology. After his death, he left Puppy Technology's vacancy and was reluctantly succeeded by his deputy Henry, as well as Paradise Hills.

But after meeting Dr. Stone, Dr. Hank, and even Luther, Harley began to look down on those ordinary people.

In addition to recruiting troops, she also set her sights on the Daily Planet.

On this day, as soon as the car stopped in front of the newspaper building, and Harley turned off the engine and was about to open the door and leave the driver's seat, Clark suddenly appeared in front of her like a ghost.

"How did you find the Daily Planet? My identity cannot be exposed."

He is wearing an old-fashioned plaid shirt, a woolen vest, and black-rimmed glasses. He is a very simple urban office worker.

"Shit, you suddenly came like lightning and scared me." Harley was startled, and then said angrily: "Don't be too pretentious, I didn't come to the newspaper office to find you."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm going to discuss business with your boss." Harry smiled strangely, "I don't think you will have a new boss soon."

"You want to buy the Daily Planet?"

"It has great acquisition value." Harley said.

Clark shook his head disapprovingly, "Lex Luthor has tried it before, because the Daily Planet often exposed negative news about him.

Unfortunately, this century-old newspaper is not purely capital-controlled.

Every editor-in-chief, and even long-term newspaper readers, have a say. "

"Don't you know that newspaper profits are decreasing year by year, and it wouldn't be surprising to lose money in another two years?" Harley asked with a smile.

"There is no way we can lose money. We have a good reputation and a huge base of regular customers." Clark said confidently.

"Haha, just watch." Harley also smiled faintly and asked, "By the way, what's the relationship between you and Louise?"

"Well, she is a smart reporter. After visiting the Fortress of Solitude that day, she started from Canada and traced her roots all the way to Smallville, my high school classmates, and my home."

At this point, Clark glanced at Harry gratefully, "Thanks to you for helping me find an agent. When I got home, I discovered that my family already owed a large amount of money to the bank.

Alas, since my father passed away, I have been wandering away from home. My mother is very old and unable to run such a large farm.

We suffered losses almost every year and almost mortgaged our house to the bank. "

Harley smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with Jessica?"

Clark nodded slightly, "Miss Jessica is a very good agent, with outstanding business, enthusiastic work, and very considerate.

She did not try to make the topic of "Rippoman" as popular as I feared, nor did she make "Rippoman" a star.

On the contrary, her restrictions and positioning of 'Tear Man' are very old-school, very calm, and very consistent with my ideas. "

Then, he brought up the previous topic: "The money obtained from Twitter and Puppy Video Network cannot immediately pay off the bank debt.

I just stayed at home, doing farm work during the day, and when I had free time, I put on my uniform and went out to help others.

Then Louise came right to my door.

She believed that people had the right to know the truth and wanted to expose my identity. "

"She signed a confidentiality agreement. If your identity is revealed, you will go to jail." Harley said.

Clark smiled bitterly: "I said the same thing, but she exposed 'Clark Kent' instead of Rip Man.

At first she didn't know that Tearman was the son of a farmer.

This information was all investigated by herself, so the confidentiality agreement cannot bind her.

However, I later talked to her a lot and told her that my father paid the price with his life to keep my identity.

She is a kind girl and decided not to reveal my identity. She also suggested that I should not 'bury my talents' in a small town and that I could save more people by staying in a big city.

Then we became friends and became what we are now. "

"You were able to enter the Daily Planet through Louise's back door? I thought you wouldn't accept this kind of help." Harley said strangely.

Clark immediately blushed and argued, "Haley, I have a diploma from the University of Kansas.

As early as when the Fortress of Solitude was first built, I used my super intelligence to learn all the millions of years of knowledge on Krypton.

Otherwise, how could I have survived Mr. Perry White? "

"In this society, ability is not enough." Harley entered the elevator with him, "Louise must have helped you a lot."

"I'm very qualified for my current job," Clark insisted.

"You are too competent, you should become a scientist." Harley said.

"The journalist career is more suitable for me. This is my major in university."

"You and Luther are fellow villagers. Does he know your identity?" Harley changed the subject.

Clark smiled bitterly and said: "Even many middle school classmates have guessed my identity. Luther is so smart, how could he hide it?

When we were teenagers, we were still very good friends.

For a period of time, he regarded me as his younger brother, and I also regarded him as my elder brother. Later... alas!

However, he didn't want my identity exposed more than anyone else.

Because he wanted to destroy 'Superman' with his own hands. "

"Oh, the relationship is so complicated."

Shaking her head, Harley separated from Clark at the entrance of the corridor.

"You came to see me?"

In the working hall outside the editor-in-chief's office, she met Louise again who was changing the ink cartridge.

The female reporter was a little nervous.

"I had dinner at your house two days ago, what are you doing now?" Harley glanced at her, then turned around and said, "Is your editor in chief here? I have an appointment."

"Are you looking for Perry?"

Lois was relieved to hear that it was not Clark's fault.

After asking the editor's assistant, Harley was led to the office.

Perry White is an energetic, sharp-eyed old black man in his late fifties.

As the leader of the Daily Planet, he has won two Pulitzer Prizes and is a very powerful figure.

"Mr. White, Daily Planet has a rich background and reputation, but it has never been able to fully realize its full potential.

It's not your fault.

This is a traditional newspaper. It failed to establish a union between the three major media platforms of newspapers, radio and television in the early stage. It does not have the backing of a large financial group, which has put you at a very disadvantageous position.

With the advent of the Internet age, the decline of paper media has begun to accelerate, which is a fatal blow to you.

It just so happens that my puppy headlines lack background and quality, but have huge traffic.

If our two companies merge, they will definitely be a perfect match, complement each other and complement each other, what do you think? "

Perry frowned and said: "If we were willing, we would have obtained financing from countless large news groups, why should we join forces with your puppy Toutiao?

With all due respect, I can’t read any of the news on puppy headlines.

They use exaggerated headlines to sensationalize people, and specialize in reporting junk news that has no significance to society, or even fake news that is obviously untrue.

The entire article is full of grammatical errors and misspelled words.

The news is rubbish enough, and it is also filled with all kinds of rubbish advertisements and mind-numbing novels.

The most outrageous thing is that it is a super rogue software that cannot be turned off no matter how hard it is turned off.

It has been uninstalled, but it pops up again inexplicably

To escape the puppy news pop-ups on my computer and cell phone, I recently hired a computer-savvy farm boy. "

Harley looked slightly embarrassed, "It's precisely because the editor-in-chief of Puppy News is terrible that I came to you. You can definitely change everything."

Perry shook his head and said: "The Daily Planet has the most authoritative columns in various fields, has the largest number of Pulitzer Prize winners, has the highest quality of traditional readers, and has the best reputation in the industry.

The puppy headlines can be called the most disgusting and rotten cancer in the journalism world.

Cooperating with you will not be a perfect match, it will only kill two people, and everyone will be finished together. "

"If you don't seek change, you will be doomed sooner or later, but Puppy Toutiao will only grow stronger like weeds." Harley said calmly.

“In fact, we are already developing the electronic version of ‘Daily Planet’, and will also cooperate with Twitter and Facebook in the future to occupy a place in the online news section,” Perry said.

"Which one of you is dominant in cooperating with Facebook or Twitter?" Harley asked.

"They provide the platform, and we provide the news materials. We cooperate as equals. No one is the boss of the other," Perry said hesitantly.

"Do you believe this?" Harley sarcastically smiled, "Twitter, Facebook, and idiots, they are like a flower shop, and the Daily Planet is just a bouquet of flowers.

Where to place the flowers is entirely up to the florist owner.

If your boss doesn't give you traffic, it's like putting flowerpots in the gutter.

If you cooperate with me, you will be in charge of Puppy Toutiao, and you will control all channels and traffic.

You won't know the difference.

As for reputation, if I don’t want to raise the level of Puppy Toutiao, why should I come to you?

Since I came to the Daily Planet, it shows my determination.

I have determination and resources, Planet Daily has the ability and foundation, what can't be accomplished? "

"This" Perry was a little moved, but after thinking about it carefully, he still shook his head and said: "Miss Quinn, thank you very much for your respect and sincerity.

But the reader base of "Daily Planet" is there, and we cannot lose them. "

Harley was silent for a moment and suggested: "Otherwise, you can continue to run the Daily Planet newspaper and local TV station, and leave the online version to Puppy Technology.

We have specializations in our profession.

In addition, you can ask the newspaper reporter to open several columns in the puppy headlines in his own name.

If the effect is good, can we discuss the possibility of in-depth cooperation? "

Perry pondered: "I have to ask the director——"

"I'm sorry!" At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from outside.

Not one person, but a group of people, nervously shouting at the same time.

"Sorry." The black editor smiled awkwardly at Harley, stood up and left his seat, opened the office door with a livid face, and growled: "Are you crazy? During working hours-"

"BOSS, something big happened, aliens invaded the earth!" Louise shouted.

"What?" Perry was stunned, then followed the employees' gaze.

Sure enough, an urgent news message was being played on the video wall above: Alien spacecraft appeared in lunar orbit, and one of them was rapidly approaching the ground.

"Oh my God!" A blonde woman held her head and howled: "We sent too many electronic signals to outer space, and now we have finally attracted the Trisolarans."

"Don't worry, although the red Manhattan is dead, the blue Manhattan in the United States is still alive!" Harley walked out and joked with a smile.

"Are you not nervous at all? Could it be that the military is causing trouble?" Perry asked in surprise.

"It's just aliens. I've seen too many." Harley said casually.

"Stab-" The TV screen was still blurry, with messy signals and messy sounds.

The lights above my head and the computer screen on my desk also began to flicker.

"Trick—you're not alone, Kal-El! You can call me General Zod."

After roughly completing the debugging, a rich baritone voice came from the TV, tablet, desktop, and mobile phone.

It was still a blurry screen, but the sound gradually became clearer.

"Hey, Maddie, the manager of Puppy News - who am I? I'm your BOSS! Do you have an eye problem or a brain problem that you can't even read your mobile phone number?" Harley cursed in a low voice: "Hurry up Activate the watchdog, and the big news about the arrival of aliens must be pushed out all the time."

"Why can you still make calls?" Louise asked, holding up her Huaping mobile phone.