Black Moonlight's vest fell again

On the capital star, it was a morning that was destined to be restless.The public opinion was boiling, but the federal government, under the instigation of the highest level, only issued a statement of support that was not painful.

Combined with the amnesty decree signed by the admiral a few hours ago, some people with political acumen sensed something was wrong.

"To be able to sign the amnesty order, it must be that they and Rong Shiyi reached an agreement in private." Someone angrily blocked the door of the federal government and cursed, "Can you be open and transparent? What agreement was reached, and do the people have the right to know?" ?”

"Whose government is the Interstellar Federation government, the government of the plutocrats or the government of the people?"

"We need to know the truth! The media should not just be the mouthpiece of the government!"

Waves of sound flew into the Interstellar Media Group headquarters building.

Even in the early hours of the morning, the building was already surrounded by excited people.

The director looked at the raging crowd outside with his hands behind his back, with an unconcealable excitement on his face.

"It's hot, it's hot, we're hot." Trembling, the director unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and took a sip of wolfberry water.

The newcomer next to him trembled.

"Is this a fire?" She was about to cry when the angry noise outside made her cry, "Obviously there are many people who are against us!"

The director rubbed his hands together: "If there is a dispute, there will be attention! With attention, our popularity will increase, and our advertising space will be sold! There are already many advertisers lining up to buy our advertising space. "

The rookie opened his mouth wide: "The journalism ideal we learned in school..."

The director waved his hand fiercely: "What ideal news, our group's biggest sponsor is the federal government, why do you dare to confront the funder's father?"

The newcomer was choked.

"Young people who have just graduated are naive." The director said earnestly, "Do you think you have to go through how many reviews you have to pass through a critical article? How many hands have you passed? I still have to be settled by Qiu Hou... Forget it, this is just a job, don't put your feelings into it."

"But, but." The newcomer mustered up his courage, "I think we still exposed a lot of dark sides."

The director sprayed wolfberry water on the ground.

"Stupid boy." He lowered his voice while wiping his face, "That's all PR draft! PR draft! You really believe it!"

The newcomer was shocked: "What is the PR draft?"

The director closed the door of the meeting room with his backhand, and seeing no one around, he patted her forehead: "There are some big companies that are very rich, so we will dig out their black material. If they give us money, we will Don’t let them go, if they don’t give you money, we will let you go!”

"Isn't it for ideals?"

"The public relations fee is 60 star coins to buy your news ideal, will you sell it?"

"60?"

The director smiled meaningfully: "Yes, 60."

"Sell." The newcomer said decisively, "60 is really too much."

There was a knock on the door of the meeting room: "There is a new trend! Work has started!"

The internal system of the federal government flashed and handed over the handling of this matter to the Starship Management Office.

The Starship Management Office is responsible for the deployment, maintenance, repair, and management of all starships, large and small, in the Federation. The staff often need to go down to the grassroots level, which is extremely hard and trivial, and the income is extremely low.

Because of this, there isn't even a permanent staff there, it's all contract workers.

So it was pushed out by the federal government to block the gun.

"The starship management office is miserable. There are only three contractors on secondment from the grassroots. Now they are pushed to the forefront. Millions of calls continue to come in, scolding them all over the face, saying that they are lackeys of the mastermind. , caring only for oneself, regardless of the fate of all mankind—"

"The attitude of the federal government is impeccable, requiring the Starship Management Office to handle every public complaint. So the current contradiction has become a contradiction between the low layout efficiency of the Starship Management Office and the high anger of the people. The government is beautiful and invisible."

"But there is also a problem with the starship management office. The solar flare is about to erupt. How did a dilapidated civilian spacecraft that has been in service for 50 years get a pass to that star field? It is clear that it is going to die."

"I know the administrator of the Starship Management Office. He was seconded from our department—we are the animal husbandry center, and that guy's specialty is postpartum care for sows. Of course he doesn't understand these astronomical phenomena."

"People who don't understand astronomy can also be in charge of starship traffic????? Nani???"

"Can you blame the Starship Management Office? If it weren't for the fact that the federal government didn't want to pay so much wages, how could it have seconded so many people from the grassroots? Ask these seconded people, and they only get 2500 star coins a month!!! It’s so cheap, what professional and technical personnel do you need?”

"2500 star coins can't recruit a maintenance worker, but can recruit an undergraduate student from the Interstellar Federation University."

In the cockpit of the dilapidated spaceship, there was already a lot of noise in the live broadcast room.The people in the cockpit are still rolling in a spiral, but because the rolling time is too long, the audience also finds it a bit boring.

The senses of the audience have been stimulated by endless entertainment, and they need more exciting plots to stimulate their excitement and let them feel the joy of being alive.

Sally has been thrown numb.In the dizziness, she almost thought that she was a young man in the new era, taking some stimulant drugs, and dancing in the universe at the moment.

To Sally's right is a boundless universe with no doors.The dangerous wind blade slammed against the spaceship several times, making tooth-piercing creaking sounds on the ship's wall.

The rope tied to one's own destiny is tightly stretched.

When people are too close to death, they become numb.

"There are still 60 seconds." The young boss beside him told her after calculating, "Our spaceship still has 60 seconds to disintegrate."

Sally felt a strange lightness in her heart.

"There's still 60 seconds left, there's still time." She actually still had the heart to comfort the boss.

Heh, people's limits are all tempered—in the past, knowing that she has 60 seconds left in her life, she might be frightened into a fool.

Now, it feels better.

"You really think so?" Rong Zhi squinted his eyes, carefully looking at the red-haired middle-aged woman.

Her plasticity is quite strong.

Probably because she was born at the bottom, she has a wild and vigorous vitality like weeds.

Sally sighed.

"I also figured it out. Anyway, the worst result is death."

"At least, before I died, I got rid of my original identity. My daughter will also be an interstellar person with household registration in the future. Maybe I can say that I died in the line of duty. My daughter will be taken care of by the interstellar media group in the future. It must be better than following me before—"

"This life is not bad at all."

This is the tragedy of the people at the bottom.The most precious thing for human beings is life, but for the ants at the bottom, life is the least precious.

Even if it is a family background, it is just the rules of the game set by the chaebol, and it can buy the life of the so-called low-level untouchables.

In this federal era where the chaebols control politics, the so-called equality and fairness are nothing but illusions.

Rong Zhi muttered to herself: "I miss communism and Marx so much."