The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

The sober emperor was very gentle, leaving almost no traces on him.Wu Ze's little resistance to this was almost wiped out.

And this kind of experience of what you love and what I wish is great, and the demon I like... I didn't expect to be so satisfied.

It's just that the emperor directly used magic to help him clean up, and didn't even give him a chance to put on his clothes again. Wu Ze, who never slept naked, was not used to it.

On the second day, Wu Ze was in high spirits.

The director was also very happy to see him so energetic. The TV station has been in a state of being ignored for a hundred years, and now there is finally a magic hood over it.

He came to Wu Ze with a thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Wu Ze, we haven't approved the funding for the new camera yet, can you go to the management office to remind me?"

If Uze went, he probably wouldn't be rejected.

"Oh, good." Wu Ze didn't complain, after all, he was a newcomer, and he should do these errands by himself.

However, the director had a different calculation in his heart. It was already an open secret on the TV station that the relationship between the Great Emperor and Wu Ze was extraordinary.

"By the way, tell the emperor about our interview plan, okay?"

The higher-ups put pressure on it again, and the interview TV station that couldn't show the emperor might really be dismissed.

It should be easy for Wu Ze to blow the wind around the pillow.

Wu Ze was a little embarrassed, because the emperor said that he was not free recently, and he did often work overtime.

The director saw his hesitation and patted him on the shoulder: "The future of the TV station depends on you!"

There is nothing more exciting than being burdened with the fate of the collective, Wu Ze looked at death as if at home: "Director! Leave it to me!"

This is the second time Wu Ze came to the management office, but because he didn't have a pass, he was stopped by the security demon at the door.

The director didn't take this into consideration, and thought that it would be enough for Wu Ze to brush his face.

Just as Wu Ze was entangled with An Bao Mo, a familiar figure floated past the second floor.

Wu Ze's eyes were sharp, and he immediately shouted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw:

"Mr. Vesey!"

Weixi glanced downstairs, a little surprised, it's the little reporter from Pure White Heart, what is he doing here?

He had been worried about him for a long time, but the demon in front of him looked very healthy, so he let go of his heart.

Are you here to find the emperor?It seems that there is no pass and was stopped by the security demon.

"Let him in."

Thinking of the emperor's secrecy a few days ago, Wei Xi was very curious about what he had done to this little reporter, and it was not easy to ask the person directly, so he sized Wu Ze up.

The red mark on Wu Ze's neck has not completely disappeared, and it is not difficult to find it if you look closely.Witty as Wei Xi immediately understood what happened, with a gloomy expression.

Seeing Weixi staring at his neck with a dark face, Wu Ze quickly covered the red marks, looked at Weixi nervously, and then realized that his actions were too shameless, let go of his hand resentfully, and said in a low voice :"do not look……"

Wei Xi sighed, the emperor treated his followers like this, he is simply a devil!Well, he does seem to be a demon...

As soon as there was a knock on the door, the emperor immediately put away Wu Ze's interview video, and looked at the documents on the table with a serious expression.

When Weixi led Uze into the door, he was in a daze for a moment, and he was slightly pleasantly surprised by the sudden appearance of the demon who was still in the video just now.

But his face was calm: "What's the matter?"

Standing in front of the emperor, Wu Ze realized that he could meet every day, so it was strange to come to him so abruptly, so he threw the pot away: "The director asked me to ask the emperor, when is it convenient to accept interviews?"

The surprise in the emperor's heart was halved. It turned out that he didn't want to come.

"See when I'm free." The emperor continued to read the document.

Although there was no result, one of the tasks was at least completed.

"And..." Wu Ze bit his lips awkwardly, if he asked for money, would the Emperor think he was very powerful?

"The camera of the TV station was broken, and it is now rented. The director asked me to ask, can the payment be approved?"

If the management does not approve, Duo Ling can only work for five years to pay off the debt.

Only then did the emperor remember that their camera broke when they interviewed him last time. Could this be the reason why there are so few interview videos of Wu Ze?

He was immediately full of pride: "Wei Xi, approve it."

Weixi didn't take the blame, obviously you suppressed it yourself: "The documents for the TV station's application for funding are on your desk."

The emperor showed no embarrassment when he heard this, and calmly took out the document marked TV station, signed it and threw it to Weixi without even reading it: "The payment must be in place by tomorrow."

"Okay." Wei Xi kept a polite smile on his face, hehe in his heart, beast, what are you doing in such a hurry, are you confessing your bestiality in the name of public welfare?

Wu Ze saw that he had conveyed all the things ordered by the director, so he bid farewell to the emperor: "Great emperor, then I will go back first."

In Weixi's eyes, she looks like a little daughter-in-law. This child really worships the emperor.

The emperor's face was gentle: "Well, be careful on the road."

Vesey:? ! ...Why do I feel that I am particularly redundant...

After Weixi and Uze left, the emperor fell into deep thought.

He found that as long as he saw Wu Ze's furry head, his heart could calm down. On the contrary, if he couldn't see him, he would feel unspeakable impetuousness in his heart, which seriously affected his office efficiency.

Watching Wu Ze's interview video can relieve impetuous mood, but watching the video is like an addiction, and it is difficult to stop once you start.So he thought of a good way and decided to print out what he thought was a good picture in the video and paste it on the wall.In this way, when you look up, you can see Wu Ze's earnest interview, and you will be full of enthusiasm for your work.

So when Weixi was about to leave the emperor's office the next day, he saw more than a dozen pictures of Uze posted on the wall, and there were more than a dozen hell dogs running wildly in his heart.

He turned around and looked at the emperor with a look of hatred: "Let me tell you Sal, you are really doomed."

The emperor frowned, Weixi rarely called him that.

Weixi thought of their conversation a few days ago, and decided to tell him the truth.

"Let me tell you, the allure of the pure white heart to any demon is just to arouse their desire for power and want to become stronger. The pure white heart will not charm any demon, you'd better reflect on your behavior , don’t attribute your problems to the power of the pure white heart!”

I hope my words can wake up my old friend who doesn't know where he is lost, and let him stop doing such stupid things again.

The emperor was stunned for a while after hearing his words, and murmured: "So it has nothing to do with the pure white heart..."

In other words, his desire for Uze is not attracted by the pure heart, but simply, really, attracted by Uze himself.No wonder I don't want to eat Uze, I just want to...

Then I have not fallen, but just out of love.

No, when I came to hell, I obviously fell... well, but my heart didn't fall.

The Great Emperor heaved a sigh of relief, and showed a relieved smile after a long absence: "So that's how it is."

Wei Xi sighed, his words didn't seem to have the expected effect, did this guy deliberately take the words out of context?

A few days later, the Emperor offered to be interviewed by the TV station. All the monsters on the TV station shouted long live, and the director of the TV station came out of the toilet clutching his stomach, with deep wrinkles on his face that had already been a little bit of vicissitudes due to a comfortable smile.

Several tormented elders shouted for joy to lift Uze up high, and he was so frightened that he hugged the chair tightly and did not let go.

The interview went smoothly, and once it was aired, it received enthusiastic attention from the majority of people in the government. After all, this was the first time that the Emperor took the initiative to appear in front of the camera and chatted about his own private affairs.

The TV ratings of that episode once broke through the sky.

Wu Ze's work is slowly getting on the right track, and his life with the emperor is becoming more and more harmonious, whether it's day or night... After all, if there is one, there is another, and it is not difficult to have three, four, five, six seven.

Wei Xi is probably the only demon who is dissatisfied with the status quo.

He was about to leave the emperor's office after reporting on a cooperation project with a certain company, when he was stopped by the emperor and asked, "Do you know about DIY mugs?"

"What?" Wei Xi had never heard of DIY mugs, but as long as it was related to work, he didn't mind spending time learning something new.

The emperor explained: "It is a cup that you can print photos on by yourself."

"What's the use?" He tried hard to think about the relationship between this and work, "You mean to show our sincerity by sending some cups with product patterns?" He thought for a while and said, "We are the official authorities, so we don't need to lower our attitude to curry favor them."

"No." The emperor was helpless, and the bewildered Weixi really only had work in his mind, "I want to print Wuze's photo..."

"boom"!

Weixi slammed the door and left without looking back.