"Zhou, don't worry, when I return to China, I will definitely inform the whole world of their atrocities. I... all the insults we have suffered will be taken back." The blonde reporter recalled the scene of her being searched by a female official, and it is still difficult to relieve her.

Not only did the clothes on my body be removed, there were people who were checking the body and were entrained. The blonde reporter was extremely angry about this - I didn't dare to do a colonoscopy during the physical examination. Do you actually want to find the film from there?

In contrast, the United States is so free. In addition to being strict with customs inspections, domestic flight inspections are very relaxed, so that there will be no endless searches of police or security personnel to check their luggage, and there will be no one who guards like a great enemy. This reduces many unnecessary troubles and fully proves the quality of the people.

The blonde reporter was full of anger and was just waiting to return to China to send it out.

She shook reporter Zhou's hand and said, "You must take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back. You Chinese people say that you should bear the responsibility and keep moving forward even if you bear insults."

"Hold on humiliation." Reporter Zhou translated for her and cheered herself up.

"Yes, the kindness is as good as the conscience." The blonde reporter bit his tongue and read it, feeling satisfied, and said: "Zhou, please do this and persist. In addition, I will ask the newspaper to send an invitation letter. When you handle the domestic affairs, you will come to the United States and be a reporter in the United States. It is a completely different feeling. You can say what you want to say, scold the people you want to scold, express your opinions on national affairs and international affairs, and give full play to your strengths."

Reporter Zhou was full of yearning, but he said regretfully: "I am afraid I won't have the chance to be a reporter when I arrived in the United States. Liss, it's so happy that you can be in the United States."

Liss showed a regretful expression and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, I can't be a reporter, I can help you find other jobs. You just need to learn English well now."

"Yes, I want to learn English well. It just so happened that the unit didn't arrange a job for me, so I'll use this time to study." Reporter Zhou finally cheered up and waved his hand to say goodbye to Lis.

Lis held reporter Zhou's hand again, and her rough big hand reminded her of the Jamaican cane farmers she had interviewed.

"Zhou, wait for me." Lis said solemnly again: "I will return with justice."

Reporter Zhou nodded heavily, and finally looked at Lis's back as he walked away, and murmured: "You are my only hope."

Political speculation is not without cost. If you make a big move, you will naturally be able to rise to the top. Otherwise, just like now, you will be transferred to a leisure position, or even deprived of bonuses and future.

The decades of hard work and squandering it in one move really makes it difficult for reporter Zhou to follow.

However, it would be great if I could immigrate to the United States. At that time, even if I can’t become a reporter for a while, I can still send a letter to the newspaper office, publish articles through Lis, innovate society, and make the world a better place...

The snow-white plane rushed towards the blue sky.

In the cabin, Lis gave out a light breath, feeling extremely relaxed.

She was worried at one time whether she could leave the country smoothly, but she finally got on the plane and felt much more relaxed. Looking at the crew members who were also white, she was also intimate.

"Hello, are there the New York Times or the Washington Post in recent days?" Liss asked the flight attendant softly.

"No." The flight attendant looked at Lis, his tone was far from being polite.

Although Lis has been guarded these days, she has been used to the tactful and gentle way of speaking in Chinese. She was suddenly rejected by the service staff and was stunned for a moment.

However, Lis laughed out loud in a flash. This is the United States she is used to. Everyone is equal and free...

Turn the plane and turn the car, turn the car and turn the car again.

After nearly three days of struggle, Lis finally returned to the newspaper she was familiar with.

The newspaper colleagues held a small welcome ceremony for her, and everyone brought Li Si back to the civilized world with applause and champagne.

"Welcome back, Lis."

"Liss, you are also a member of our prison party." A reporter who was imprisoned for the report shouted their pride.

"Lis did a good job."

"Battlefield reporter Lis, Yoho!"

The whistle and cheers were surrounded forever, as if they were never-ending applause.

Lis bowed and saluted, her face flushed with excitement, and spoke in everyone's praise: "Justice will not be absent, it is just late. The danger of cloning will surely be known to the world, and Yang Rui's despicableness will also be known to the world... Scientists are not lawless people, scientists need to be responsible for their scientific research. People in future generations will fairly evaluate these crazy scientists and also fairly evaluate our work... Let us end cloning, purify the world, and purify civilization..."

As Lis said, the surroundings gradually became quieter.

Even the air seemed to solidify.

Lis initially thought that everyone was attracted by her words, but the expressions and expressions of the people expressed the opposite meaning.

The familiar editor had already shown an awkward look and quietly shook his head at Lisie.

Lis stopped involuntarily.

"Okay, everyone will go to work." The editor-in-chief announced the end of the celebration at the moment that was not the ending.

Lis was stunned and saw that everyone was impatient to disperse, as if no one could hear it, and her speech was not over yet.

Doing this to a hero is not in line with the ethics of the press.

"What happened?" Lis was a reporter after all, and he sensitively noticed that something was wrong.

The familiar editor lowered his head and handed a newspaper to Lis.

It is a newspaper from our company two days ago.

Lis looked at the time first, then looked down, and saw a line of words written in huge bold words on the front page: Yang Rui, the father of modern biology!

American newspapers are used to exaggeration and call this father and the one called it mother at every turn.

But, exaggeration must have a basis, right?

It is impossible to praise the enemy of the public, and to praise criminals is the most basic media morality. The bigger the newspaper, the more it follows such unspoken rules.

Lis quickly read the article below, not to mention the modifiers of "The Father", but the whole text is almost always praising Yang Rui.

Lis can barely understand his contribution to biology, and praise his academic thoughts - this is the part that Lis doesn't agree with. Since Yang Rui supports it... it can no longer be said to support it. It should be said that since Yang Rui has developed cloning technology, his academic thoughts are very dangerous. Lis can make this judgment without understanding biology knowledge. Therefore, Lis is quite unhappy for the article to praise Yang Rui's academic thoughts.

It was like returning from the battlefield of the Iran-Iraq War with great pains, and the newspapers praised Iran and Iraq's contribution to peace...

Lisie resisted her disgust and continued to read the article, and noticed the new subtitle of small characters - a moral model of modern science...

"What did you do!" Lis was going crazy. She glared at the editor in front of her and said viciously: "Do you know what Yang Rui did? He copied a sheep and he copied a life. Do you understand? Can such a person be a moral model for a simply copied life? When did God's morality become so cheap?"

"Lis." The editor shouted, and accented: "Don't blame the messenger."

"You are Satan's messenger." Lis' tone improved, and she asked, "What's going on?"

"First of all, you have to know that we are not God's newspapers." The editor paused and began with "second" and said: "We are capitalist newspapers, and we also follow the requirements of capital and do articles that conform to the social trend."

"I have heard this argument. The last time it was because of Toyota Motor? The guys from the Labor Federation came to the door. Why, now there is a Cloning Federation? Or the Bioindustry Alliance?" Lisse's tone became more and more intense.

The editor stared at her for a while, and until Lis automatically calmed down, he said: "Pharmaceutical Company, Lis, do you know how strong the pharmaceutical company is?"

Of course Lis knows.

In the United States, large pharmaceutical companies can be good at confronting state governments, while lobbyists of pharmaceutical companies lobbying in Washington have more influence than in the field of medicine.

"Has any pharmaceutical company intervened? Which one?"

"Not which one, Lisse. Think about what cloned sheep can do? Do you know what they call Yang Rui?"

"I saw it, the father of modern biology."

"Yang Rui is the biology expert who has developed the most new drugs in recent years." The editor said solemnly: "What he won is not the Nobel Peace Prize."

Lis frowned: "Just for money?"

"So, to meet the expectations of public opinion, wait." The editor took another newspaper over and handed it to Lis, saying, "Look at this, it's an article published by Yang Rui."

"It's the front page headline again?" Lis was in a very tangled mood when she saw the cover of "Rejecting the Clone".

The familiar editor sighed and said, "Don't mention Yang Rui anymore. Everyone now calls him the founder of the 21st century. At least before the wind changes, you should pretend that you have never seen him."

"I didn't see him at first." Lis' tone disappeared without the initial firmness and indignation. She paused for a moment, and remembered the Zhou of China again, calmed down and said, "I have a friend who may be persecuted because of Yang Rui..."

"Lis..." the editor interrupted her and said, "We all know that your experience in China is great and hard. We will remember your extraordinary experience, but we will not mention it anymore."

After saying that, the editor hurriedly left.
Chapter completed!