Xi Yuan and Xi Wei walked around the office table, their eyes fixed upon the 219-inch smart TV screen. Beneath the channel logo, sat journalist Jacob Andrews, the second-best to Mo Zixuan. This man was known for his unfair and pointed questioning, so much so that he'd gotten into a lot of trouble due to it. But under the umbrella of the MZX empire, his career had only bloomed, for good.
Mo Zixuan personally backed him up every time he screwed up, since Andrews never meant ill. He was... simply a passionate journalist. Mo Zixuan respected that. He himself was no different. But he knew how double-faced diplomats and rival companies could be, if he were to personally interview his sister. No matter how crisp he'd go on her, they would still paint his professionalism red.
