Chapter 1347 - A Grand Present (1/2)

After the list was announced, Jiang Chen walked towards Reuters’ television production truck.

He used a holographic camouflage system to distort the light and shadow of his facial details and completely turned his face into a different one.

Although he could always hide behind the scenes and assign the task to a Ghost Agent, since they were at the last step before they boot out the Yankees, it would be too boring to enjoy the show as a spectator.

When the reporter, who was testing his equipment, saw a stranger walk to him, he asked with a frown.

“Is there a problem?”

Subconsciously, the British journalist thought he was a representative of a certain organization, because many Asians who spoke Japanese-accent English had come to him and made some strange requests for his evidence collection.

Subjectively, he was very disgusted with this type of behavior, especially when a layman decides to tell him how to do his job. At this moment, when another man approached him, of course, he was not too pleased.

“After the interview starts, please point your camera at the server, and stay on each server for at least two seconds.” After Jiang Chen rehearsed this in his mind, he adjusted his English-level and spoke this in fluent English with a Japanese-accent. He had directly put forward his requests.

“Give each server a shot? Is there any purpose?” The Reuters reporter sneered and said unceremoniously, as he put his equipment aside, “I don’t need a layman to tell me how to do my job. I will ensure every second of my footage will give the most objective perspective!”

“It’s very meaningful, and it doesn’t conflict with anything,” Jiang Chen put on a serious expression when he answered the reporter’s question, and said, “We have to make sure that every server is inside the room. You just need to give all the servers a close-up shot before the interview. Then, after the interview is over, I’ll purchase the material in your memory card for a price of 10,000 pounds per second.”

“Deal!”

Without any hesitation, the reporter agreed to Jiang Chen’s request.

Ten thousand pounds a second!

This is basically raining money!

And all he needed to do was to give a close-up shot of the servers and the man did not request him to put the shots in the interview. In principle, this action would not violate his professional ethics.

Only a fool would not earn this free money!

“There were twenty servers in the photo…”

“I understand,” Jiang Chen took out his phone, shook it, and smiled in the reporter’s zealous sight. “I will pay you the deposit for twenty servers first. Based on the agreed two seconds, the total is 400,000 pounds. As for how much you can get, it’s all up to you.”

The transfer was completed quickly.

After Jiang Chen watched the reporter leave, a subtle grin remained on his face and he gave an okay gesture to Gill, who was standing next to him. The latter looked at Jiang Chen in a daze at this moment. Her look of respect had turned into an expression of worship.

Just half a minute ago, while Jiang Chen took out his phone and transferred money to the reporter, Gill had quietly installed the data transmission laser probe on the camera the reporter had been working with.

…

At noon, the organizations distributed water and food to the protesters for free. The money for the purchase of food and water came from donations received from society. As for who made these donations, it was naturally the Sumitomo Foundation.

With his eyes fixed on the demonstrators outside the military base, Sumitomo Kenichi’s fists were clenched, and he kept praying in his mind, praying that the man was really as confident as he was, and he could finally defeat the CIB.

Otherwise, his decision to rashly use the influence of the Sumitomo Group to stand with the wrong crowd was enough to tank the reputation he had built in his family, and cross him off the list of candidates for the future head of the family.

Two hours passed, and it was two o’clock in the afternoon.

The invited reporters and experts entered the military base under the escort of soldiers.

To prevent someone from taking photos along the way, everyone’s electronic equipment must be turned in before they arrived at the destination. After they reached the destination, their equipment would be returned to the reporter’s hands.

Since they entered Room 014, the UA soldiers had been keeping a close watch of Xinhua News Agency and CCTV reporters.

In their view, without inviting the Xin media, only these people could help the old cunning fox Jiang Chen and his Ghost Agents play tricks.

In the Yankee’s distrustful sights, those reporters from Hua were naturally quite dissatisfied and stared back. The French stood aside, and several reporters gathered around a computer expert to comment on these servers.

As for the British…

The BBC reporter set up their camera properly, while the Reuters reporter entered the room and scurried between the servers like a treasure hunter. He was very persistent and gave each server a close-up shot.

The UA soldier stared at the strange behavior of this British reporter and was somewhat confused, but he did not question his behavior.

One was because the two countries had always worked closely together, and Reuters had always followed the direction pointed out by the British government. The second was that giving each server a close-up was meaningless in the eyes of Thomas and the others because from when the photo was taken till now, no one had ever touched these servers.

Not even a single touch!

Although there were ten media companies in attendance, there were only four protagonists here. Ten cameras were ready and aimed at the row of servers, and the British journalist finally ended his “treasure hunt” at this moment and returned to the Reuters team.

The terminal to access the servers was provided by the UA military.