However, Public Voice, also a newspaper company, was an exception. Its office located at a two-story building at the periphery of the slum of the city was not a hotspot in the eye of the leaders when it came to news. Although this place didn't belong to the slum, due to similar terrain and public security, the buildings here were not different from those in the slum. Logically, a newspaper company would never place their office at such a place, if the purpose of the company was to gain profits by spreading the news. However, for the Public Voice, they had other aims aside from the news. Despite the fact that Public Voice had done that, the office had run for more than a year till now at A City, which was quite surprising.
As a national pilot in a country with relatively limited freedom of speech, Public Voice was allowed to publish news about sensitive topics without the approval of higher authorities. As a result, correspondingly, it couldn't win the favor of the leaders. Without their support, its sales had been decreasing since day one.
At present, in order to maintain its existence, many reporters of Public Voice were inclined to report gossips and scandals of celebrities in order to increase their sales. They had no other choice. Nobody placed advertisements on Public Voice, and their sales were dramatically downtrend. The newspaper would go out of business sooner or later unless the situation could be improved. In such a case, the worst result would be caused. The bright side of the society would be reported by all the leading newspapers in the city, while the darker unknown side, such as corruption, bribery, and crimes, would not be disclosed due to the efforts of pressure groups. In this way, the public would not know anything that they should know. That's where Public Voice would come into the picture.
The press photographer who had been at the airport earlier was waiting for the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to make a decision. He was somewhat anxious because the editor-in-chief had already looked through the photos for more than half an hour in a cold sweat but hadn't said a word yet. The photographer could not bear it any longer. He asked, "Well, is it good or not? Please tell me!"
The editor-in-chief didn't answer him immediately. Instead, he scanned through the photos from beginning to end once again. It was not until now that he raised his head and looked at the photographer. With complicated emotions in his eyes, he asked, "Luis, do you know what these two persons in the photo were talking about?"
The photographer, who was called Luis, shook his head. Then he said, "Boss, what do you think a man and a woman can talk about?" Leaning his body forward towards the desk of the editor-in-chief and raising his eyebrows, he whispered In a low voice, "In my opinion, they were talking about..."
Hearing Luis's imaginative speech in an exultant tone, the editor-in-chief followed his words with his mind. Sometimes he frowned; sometimes he got relaxed; sometimes he pulled a long face; sometimes he sighed. The expressions on his face were changing.
"Can that work?" confused and worried at the same time, the editor-in-chief asked when Luis finished telling the imaginary story.
Luis nodded seriously and make a gesture of okay with his hand. Complacently, he said, "Absolutely yes!" However, the editor still wasn't convinced despite Luis' encouragements.
Inside him, he felt unsure of what would be the consequences if the company would feature such a story. Considering the current situation of the newspaper, and the subjects of the photos they were about to publish. Knowing how things work around A City, he was certain that the company would really be closed down unless they took a risk to report unusual news. But if they reported on this, they would be risking their fate.
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