Vol 2 Chapter 2: Blake and the Vampire

Blake squeezed, watching two people in the conference room discussing, one was his boss, Mayor Anthony, and one was the Minister of Advertising of the Barton Daily. August 1st ≥ Wen Wang ≧ W ≦ WW. 81ZW. COM
The reason for the Mayor ’s personal visit here is that the first round of polls has already yielded results. After seeing the first impressions of the people of Barton, the competition for the mayor ’s campaign on the bright side begins. —Don’t laugh, it ’s advertising.
It's lunch time now, and the reason the mayor is still talking to the other party is that Esra, who also values ​​advertising, puts the mayor together. She has been occupying the advertising minister for a long time, and she was released before the rest time, and left with satisfaction. Only the time left for the mayor. Please do n’t say that you can continue in the afternoon. The mayor is very busy. There is a city to manage. I ’m not as free as Ethella. You can plan your schedule.
Blake looked at the conference room anxiously. Fortunately, the Minister of Advertising had no irritable expression and was seriously discussing with the mayor.
It should be a good thing, no. The Minister of Advertising can be patient with the mayor, but Blake does not feel that the other party is willing to be patient with himself. Blake also wants to talk to the head of the advertising department of the Barton Daily.
I do n’t know if you still remember that Zac had completed a commission to prevent Blake from talking nonsense at the dinner. Blake is outside the public relations office of the mayor and has his own "career". He told Zack that he wants to open a consultation hotline for a group of people. For this, he needs someone who is willing to advertise this hotline.
Blake hoped that it was not right, and hoped that after the mayor had talked with the other party, he would have a little time to propose to the other party. But now it seems that there is no hope. Everyone knows that hunger is a thing that counteracts people's tolerance, and no one will have the mood to perceive others when they are hungry.
And what Blake wants requires a broad heart.
Blake pursed his lips, gave up, leaned against the door of the meeting, and shook his head helplessly. Forget it, you do n’t need to be hungry here, go to the restaurant to find something to eat. By the way, you can also pack a copy for the mayor, lest you have to listen to the mayor all the time complaining about the healthy vegetables of Gina Package.
The elevator descending steadily stopped, the elevator doors opened, and two newspaper employees with work permits on their chests walked in. They glanced at Blake, who was leaning in the corner.
"I want to take leave in the afternoon." Jin Nu said.
"What's wrong?" Asked the brown girl.
"bother."
"Oh, you're annoying every day."
"No, you do n’t know, this morning, I was harassed by a neuropathy."
"Uh, is that what you said ..." The brown girl looked back at Blake.
Blake consciously raised the visitor ID card on his chest, then bowed his head, showing a look of ‘please be my absence’.
The brown girl smiled and turned to her companion, "Is that the woman who wants to say that she is a wanted criminal, Elena Mokawi?"
Blake doesn't exist, so just listen quietly.
"Yeah!" Jin Nu's tone was extremely impatient, "You have been assigned to her phone?"
"Hum." The brown lady shrugged. "I think the operator of our entire complaint department has been rounded by her. Before and told me about this woman."
"Why did I just get transferred to me in the end!" Jin Nu was not happy, "I just used us to get off work before I convinced her to hang up!"
"She asked if you have time to work?" The brown girl raised her eyebrows.
Jin Nu looked painful, "Ask."
The brown lady patted her companion, "Please leave, you can't stop her, she will continue to fight in the afternoon, and it will be you."
"Why ?!" Jin Nu stared at her companion.
"Do you want me to be honest?" The brown girl tilted her head.
"truth!"
"Because you are the one with the highest customer service complaint among us, your service attitude is the worst." Before the golden girl soared, the brown girl hurry up, "so the troublesome guys, the bus goes directly to you to let you End those guys ’thoughts."
Jin Nu rolled her eyes, "I knew that meanness is also a skill."
Blake's head was lowered and he started playing with his fingers.
"It's true that you can't take that woman." The brown lady seemed to be accustomed to her peers' reaction, and she pouted herself. "I have to think that if you ask for leave, call me in the afternoon, what should I do."
"Don't think about it, I tried all methods!" The elevator stopped, the door opened, and the mezzanine restaurant on the second floor, the golden girl stepped out first. "Isn't the woman saying that she is wanted, but wanted is wrong?" , The name is wrong, I asked her to provide personal information, guess what her name is? "
"what?"
It's not that Blake wants to continue to overhear other people's speeches. It's obviously all for food.
"Evelyn Mokawi." The golden girl pursed her lips. "Yes, Mokawi."
"Uh, she won't be really wanted ..." She was squinted.
"Let her provide her address phone."
"She won't really give it."
"No address, but a phone, a public phone."
"Uh."
"Xxx" Jin Nu reported a number.
"The area code, uh, seems to be from Iowa."
"That's right." Jin Nu has picked up the dinner plate and started to choose a meal. "I gave the number to the bus. The caller ID is the same. Can you believe it? This woman pulled us all morning with a public phone!"
"Uh, we should call the police."
Jin Nu dug a spoonful of beans and stared at her companion, "I have called the police, she is in the city."
The brown girl took the spoon, but she seemed to have no mood to eat peas. She handed it to Blake in order, "And what?"
"Then the police told me that the same case was reported by the local newspaper in their city."
"Uh, what's the situation?"
"The woman first harassed the local newspaper that reprinted our report. The police went there. The police went to the public telephone she used and found no one at all. It was judged to be a prank! The local newspaper there Harassment-harassment-, finally got annoyed with no way, so gave the news source, we. "Jin Nu bit her teeth," so she started harassment-harassment-us! "
The two female employees handed over the meal vouchers, but Blake could only cash out. "No need to change." Blake, holding the dinner plate behind him, listened to the story and listened to the story.
"Then ... what can we do?" The brown girl questioned sincerely, her companion had decided to eat peas, so she would never stay in the office this afternoon. Uh, no need to explain, eating beans and farting ... so that nervous woman will inevitably become a huge obstacle to her work in the afternoon.
"I can't do anything." Jin Nu valued the position by the window and walked past with ease. Now her tone is liberated. "It is impossible for us to change the report anyway. This kind is directly from the police. The press release is definitely right. We did not report any errors, and we did n’t even have to report complaints.
After sitting down, I took a little pride and patted my companion, probably comforting,
Only die, news That's right. "
Blake sat down at the table next to them, took a bite of beans into his mouth, frowned, spit out, and set the beans aside. He didn't really know what food he had just loaded, but now he realizes that he still has to work and do public relations in the mayor's office.
"Uh." The brown lady seemed to have no appetite, actually doing the same thing as Blake, fiddled with her food, but just didn't put it in her mouth, "What should I do, what should I do ..."
Blake just put a mouthful of food into his mouth, spit it out coughing, staring at the smiling Zach sitting opposite his seat.
"Ah!" Don't worry about Zac, the brown lady has a breakthrough. "I know! We can do the same! We can tell the nervous woman that it is a police press release! The source is not our Patton Daily, it is the police! To correct the mistake, let her go to the police! "
"Uh ..." Jin Nu opened her mouth, "The other party is just a neuropathy, are you sure this is a good idea ..."
"No ..." The brown girl continued to fiddle with her food.
It's time to manage Zach.
Zach seems to be listening to this story too. Now that he has finished listening, he puts down the newspaper in his hand and looks at Blake's meal with a weird expression.
Blake said, "Why are you here?"
Zac pushed the newspaper, which had been folded, and an obituary appeared before Blake—
‘The Southern District Police Chief Pierce ’s funeral will be this Saturday at the Southern Childhood Church ...’
"I'll correct the printing error." Zac looked sideways, looked back at the golden girl again, and pouted her lips, the meaning was unknown.
Blake already knew what Zac was talking about, and the obituary was missing a word, ‘former Southern District Police Chief’,
you do n’t need to come by this kind of thing yourself.

Zac leaned on Blake with both hands, closer to the point, to make the voice quieter, "No, but when I called over and made this mistake, the operator's attitude was very bad, as if I were the biggest enemy of her life. "
Blake looked at Zack's crooked eyes backwards, tilted his head in a complex mood, and once again glanced at the golden lady who chewed the beans. Life is full of coincidences.
Zac shrugged. "Let me dismiss the idea of ​​resolving from the normal way. But I don't blame her. It sounds excusable. It was my luck that interrupted her intimate-intimate communication with a nervous lady. . "
Blake shook his head, forget it, or not to tell Zach that he is a man who is mean to be mean. Rarely forgiven by vampires, cherish it.
Instead, Zac pouted, "Maybe it's my request and attitude that are a bit unreasonable."
Blake pursed his lips and didn't understand, didn't he just miss a word?
Seeing that Blake was puzzled, Zach began to explain intimately, "I accused this of an obituary written by an intern. Pierce died of a low-ranking criminal who should be rejected by society. The report was in the newspaper yesterday. In the same format, today's obituary inexplicably took Pierce's status back to his original position as chief of police. You see, such a big difference in status is a disrespectful insult to the deceased. "
This is definitely a sneer. Blake began to feel that even if there is no nervous woman, a phone like Zack will be treated harshly. Seriously, this is just an obituary. Is n’t tomorrow ’s newspaper going to declare the funeral of the Chief of Police yesterday, which was wrong. For the sake of respect, instead, the funeral of the former Chief is now a criminal.
Blake shook his hand and didn't want to continue the topic, "Now it's time for rest, you are late, you have to wait until the afternoon."
Zach shook his head helplessly, "I'm here early." He gestured to the lower window. "Now that your car is there, I know that Anthony is also there, and I have seen Ethella's car. I don't want to come up. It ’s too embarrassing.
Awkward? It's embarrassing. Anthony didn't use Zac's alien power at all, but Esra firmly believed that Anthony had used it. Think about what happens when the three of them come across.
Give an example in progress, Eve Rimmer.
Remember, it ’s embarrassing to use misunderstandings, lies, and build relationships.
Blake grabbed something and frowned at Zac. "When Ethel came out, you ..."
"Not very pleasant." Zac waved his hand and actually smiled. "I didn't say anything. I just kindly shared my purpose of being here and was goodbye."
Blake didn't know whether to laugh or helpless. The respectful speech on the deceased just now, Ethela should be angry! As a vampire happily showing off at her sore spot. Well, looking at Zac's expression at this time, it is indeed showing off.
"The mayor is still talking about advertising." Blake was embarrassed to accompany Zac. "I'll go to the TV station in the afternoon, but I'm estimated to be preempted by Ethera." Blake pouted, "I probably It ’s time to change the mayor ’s itinerary. "
"Do you need any help?" Zac raised an eyebrow. "I also think Esra takes up a little bit of time."
Blake hesitated and shook his head. "No, this thing is not enough." Somewhat worried, "You are still preparing for what Esera might do, well, you know, aliens ... "
Zac nodded. Blake, who was once buffered by the mayor and Grande, shared the news with Grande, so he knew what Zac did for Anthony, as well as Ethella and Pooch.
"Right, what about Jackson?" Blake is here, but the undead is not.
Blake frowned, "I didn't follow me today, I let him move freely."
Zac raised an eyebrow, thought for a while, and understood. The entrustment Zak made himself was not so easy to forget. Smiling, but shook his head helplessly, "Do you know, you should tell him, you know he will appear sooner or later. When faced with his countless problems, regardless of attitude or acceptance, you will regret it, you are not active The person who told him. "Zac spreads his hands." This is the same as the reason you want to open a hotline. Your purpose is to help people like you to better understand this group. But you yourself , But hiding from those around you, do n’t you think something is wrong. "
Blake pursed his lips and didn't want to listen to this truth. Because, Zac knows what, Zac is not such a person. What position do they say that this and that group is just a vampire. Uh ... (to be continued.)