Armor: I can only summon the general

Editor Liao saw An Mixiu's angry expression and knew that what he just said had no effect at all. An Mixiu obviously didn't listen.

'I didn't expect that the rising star of the company in front of me, a new star among the media people, was actually a soft-hearted person with a moral bottom line. How did such a person make the company bosses so optimistic? ’

Editor Liao thought secretly.

Forget it if it was someone else. Editor Liao could use his status to suppress him and force him to obey his own arrangements, but this trick would not work on the person in front of him. This was a person that the bosses were optimistic about, and he naturally had someone to rely on behind him. How can you be afraid of his meager power?

Furthermore, in terms of ability alone, An Mixiu is much better than Xiao Song. He will still be expected to make money for himself in the future. Since he can be used by others, of course he has to be coaxed.

Now An Mixiu is Chief Editor Liao's guest. Anyway, he is under his control, so he might as well take good care of him.

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Editor Liao immediately changed his mind and continued to persuade him from another angle.

"Actually, we don't have to dig out their true identities. The armored warriors are the heroes of our city, and the people of the city rely on them to protect them. We have to know who our benefactors are, right?"

"That can't be done. They have already sacrificed a lot to protect the city. Now that this report is released, they have to make even their last privacy known to the public. How much trouble will this bring them? What if someone with ulterior motives takes advantage of it? , will they be harmed because of this? If this really happens, then we will have to bear the blame."

An Mixiu still looked angry and retorted loudly to Editor Liao.

Seeing him like this, Editor Liao laughed twice, his brain was running rapidly, and he thought of another way.

"Well... I just said it in a nice way, An Mixiu, you have to know that what the citizens want is stability, but the armored warriors are always covering their faces now. They are acting too mysterious, and no one knows I don’t know if they will always protect the city, and I don’t know if they will use this power to do other things, or even become the next monster. If he can put his identity out in the open and accept everyone’s supervision, this can It’s a good way to eliminate hidden dangers, isn’t it?”

"But……"

An Mixiu was about to argue, but was interrupted by Editor Liao waving his hand.

"Basically, innocent citizens are attacked by monsters every day. News about monsters attacking people is broadcast almost every day. You also know this. Don't you think the efficiency of the armored warriors is too low? They will only show off when the monsters show off. They will only be dispatched when someone appears, but they can't prevent the monster from secretly poking and causing harm."

Editor Liao took a closer look at An Mixiu's expression, which seemed to have softened a bit. It seemed that the trick of pulling the tiger's skin was still effective. Only the safety of the public could suppress An Mixiu.

‘I can’t catch your pulse, I’ve wasted all these years. ’

With this in mind, Editor Liao continued to persuade An Mixiu while the iron was hot.

"Are we just going to expose their identities? No, we want the armored warriors to come to the forefront and come to the public. It is best to let them set up a public organization, which can not only improve their efficiency, but also provide Citizens will feel more secure, which is killing two birds with one stone."

The anger on An Mixiu's face gradually softened, and his mood gradually stabilized. Editor Liao also breathed a sigh of relief, and then worked harder.

"If you are a citizen who is threatened by a monster, and when the monster is about to attack you, you can make a call and someone will come to save you. Isn't that good?"

"Then there's no need to do this. Since they don't want to reveal their identities, why do we use this method to force them?"

An Mixiu retorted coldly.

Xiao Song, who had been watching the show for a long time, said first: "They are armored warriors. Who can control them? We also want to communicate with them peacefully, but they never give us this opportunity."

"Yes, An Mixiu, you just came here. We don't know the specific situation here. The armored warriors didn't just appear today. They have been there for a while. But in addition to taking a few photos, we have been able to take a few photos. They don’t even know whether the people in their armor are men or women. If we don’t do this, how can we contact them?”

Editor Liao also echoed.

An Mixiu took a deep breath and scolded these complicated human beings for being stupid enough to threaten their guardians. If the armored warriors were forced to oppose them, they would definitely slander the armored warriors. Unruly.

Thinking of this, An Mixiu couldn't help but think of the time when they escaped from Ares in despair. First, King Pier was ungrateful, and then the people of Ares questioned them. Rumors forced Chief Lufa to defect. They were also forced to embark on an interstellar exile.

‘Father, brothers, I don’t know if you are okay? ’

An Mixiu recalled in trance.

In Editor Liao's eyes, An Mixiu's reaction was more like enlightenment, and he was able to figure out the cause and effect, and his efforts were not in vain.

Editor Liao looked back at Xiao Song, then quietly pointed at the water cup and then at the water dispenser.

Xiao Song thought for a moment and understood what Editor Liao meant. He quickly picked up the cup and poured out the hot water. He mixed a cup of warm water with boiled water and cold water and gave it to Editor Liao.

Editor Liao took the cup and handed it to An Mixiu with a smile on his face.

"An Mixiu, drink some water. No matter what, life has to go on. If you don't want to do this job, I can also change it for you. Just let Xiao Song do these small jobs. .”

Xiao Song pointed at himself in stunned silence and looked at Editor Liao in surprise. Why didn't he get such treatment in the first place? Also, isn’t this Editor Liao’s job? If An Mixiu didn't do it, Editor Liao should have done it himself. Why was it left to him again?

Editor Liao frowned and glared at him, with an expression of hatred on his face.

Xiao Song was glared at by Editor Liao and immediately withered. He lowered his head and walked back to his work station to continue working.

An Mixiu came to his senses and took a sip from the water glass in Editor Liao's hand. He found that it was warm water, so he finished the water in the glass and handed the glass back.

Editor Liao took the cup and greeted Xiao Song: "Xiao Song, go and give An Mixiu a glass of water."

"Oh……"

Xiao Song stood up listlessly, took the cup from Editor Liao's hand, and refilled the water for An Mixiu.

An Mixiu took the water glass and drank it quickly again, and stopped talking about the manuscript. This made Editor Liao very satisfied, and he reached out and patted him on the back.