Armor: Shura appears at the beginning

Chapter 185 Xiaosong Resigns

Inside the Bayi Magazine in City D, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"It's unbelievable!" The editor-in-chief's voice was filled with indignation that was hard to conceal, as if even the air was shaking.

"It's unbelievable that you dare to step in here!" His eyes were like torches, shooting straight at Xiaosong who was standing at the door. His tone was full of disdain and questioning, as if even the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

This anger was even more undisguised when there were other colleagues around Xiaosong.

Xiaosong, a reporter who had been severely criticized by the editor-in-chief countless times, was used to such scenes, but under Xiaodie's gaze, he still felt a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. His face twitched slightly, trying to hide the waves in his heart with a calm appearance.

The editor-in-chief continued his words like a machine gun: "Do you really think you can escape so easily? Now that you are back, how are you going to explain all this?" Every sentence was like a sharp blade, cutting through the air and also cutting through Xiaosong's psychological defenses.

At this moment, the magazine office seemed to have become a battlefield, with every look and every word in a silent confrontation.

......

Seeing this, Xiaodie was furious. She mustered up her courage and interrupted the editor's rapid-fire words: "Enough!" Although her voice was not loud, it revealed a firmness that could not be ignored.

"Even if you are Xiaosong's boss, you shouldn't accuse him so rudely, right?" Xiaodie's words were trembling, but more of a determination to defend Xiaosong. "You're really going too far!"

Xiaodie's intervention was like pouring salt into an already boiling oil pan, making the editor even more excited.

His eyes widened, his gaze as sharp as a hawk, as if he wanted to penetrate Xiaodie and look straight into her heart.

"Oh, you're quite courageous!" The editor-in-chief sneered, his tone full of mockery.

"Who are you to Xiaosong? Girlfriend? Ha, really interesting." He deliberately emphasized the word "girlfriend", as if he wanted to find some fun in it.

"But who do you think you are? How can you give orders here?" The editor's tone suddenly became stern, and he approached Xiaodie, as if he wanted to overwhelm her with his momentum.

"Xiaosong suddenly disappeared during work without even saying hello. Do you know how much loss this caused to the newspaper? Those readers who were looking forward to him continuing to reveal the secrets of Armor Hero, and those companies that had important business dealings with us, they were all waiting for an explanation! And all of this was shattered because of Xiaosong's willfulness!"

The editor-in-chief's words came like a flood, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiaodie's heart.

She was stunned, and the rebuttal she had prepared seemed pale and powerless at this moment. She didn't expect that her good intentions would cause such a strong reaction from the editor-in-chief.

Xiaodie's eyes were slightly red, but she tried hard not to let the tears fall. She knew that at this moment, any explanation and argument would be futile. She could only silently endure the editor's anger, and at the same time she was worried about Xiaosong's situation.

After the editor-in-chief vented his anger, he seemed to realize his own misconduct. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Xiaosong took a deep breath and slowly bowed to the editor-in-chief, saying sincerely and firmly, "Editor-in-chief, I'm very sorry for the trouble this has caused you and the magazine." He paused, his eyes flashing with determination.

"This period of absence has made me reflect deeply. I realized that relying solely on exposing the identity of the Armor Hero summoner to gain fame and profit is contrary to my original intention of entering the journalism industry. That kind of pursuit is not what I really desire in my heart."

He continued, with a hint of relief in his voice: "I realized that exposing celebrities' privacy or similar jobs are not what I have longed for. What I need to find is a career that can make my heart burn and that I truly love." Xiaosong's eyes gradually brightened, as if he had seen the direction of the future.

"So I made a decision," he said solemnly.

"From today on, I will no longer work as a reporter. As for the future path, although I am not completely sure, I believe that as long as I try bravely, I will always find my own stage." When he said this, Xiaosong's face broke into a confident smile, which was an infinite vision and expectation for the future.

After saying this, he felt more relaxed and free than ever before. He no longer hesitated, gently took Xiaodie's hand, the two smiled at each other, turned around and walked towards the road leading to a new life.

The editor was left standing there in a daze. It took him a full minute to come back to his senses. He looked at their departing backs with mixed feelings.

The editor-in-chief looked at Xiaosong and Xiaodie's gradually receding backs, an expression of disbelief and helplessness on his face.

He muttered to himself, "So... you're just resigning, right? Is it necessary to say so much?" He shook his head, with a wry smile on his face.

There was a hint of self-mockery in the editor's words, but more of it was confusion and emotion about Xiaosong's decision.

He knew very well that Xiaosong's departure was undoubtedly a loss to the newspaper, but what made him even more moved was that Xiaosong was able to bravely follow his inner voice and make such a decision at the critical moment of his career.

"It's great to be young..." The editor sighed inwardly. He recalled his own youth and experienced similar confusion and struggle, but in the end he chose compromise and stability.

And now, looking at the backs of Xiaosong and Xiaodie leaving hand in hand, he seemed to see the unfulfilled dreams and courage of his youth.

"I hope they can find their own path." The editor-in-chief silently wished them well in his heart, and at the same time felt a little proud that he had such a subordinate who dared to pursue his dreams.

Although his departure has temporarily caused the newspaper to lose a capable person, the editor-in-chief believes that Xiaosong's future will be even more exciting and brilliant.

......

In the training hall of Tiantianhao Group, a black figure quietly walked in. It was the cold-blooded man who was famous for his ruthlessness.

He glanced at Ma Kuohai, who was punching hard and whose clothes were soaked with sweat, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, the second young master has been reborn, ready to fight a big fight?"

Ma Kuohai stopped moving abruptly, frowned, turned around to meet Lengxue's gaze, and said with a bit of displeasure in his tone: "Humph, Lengxue Bike, don't you have any idea of ​​your own situation? Don't judge me by your current situation! It seems that you haven't achieved any outstanding results so far!"

Leng Xue's face darkened when he heard this. He pointed his finger at Ma Kuohai involuntarily, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement: "You said I don't have outstanding achievements? This is absolutely ridiculous! The contributions I have made to Tiantianhao Group, to President Li, and to the company, are not something you can easily erase."

There was a hint of pride in his words, and his posture became arrogant, as if he was standing on the moral high ground and looking down on Ma Kuohai.

"You, aren't you able to wear the Tsunami armor just because of your family's background? But your true strength cannot be proven by these!"

Ma Kuohai knew very well that he had just returned to China and had not achieved much in the group, especially when compared with Leng Xue.

However, his inner stubbornness and unwillingness made him unable to tolerate such misunderstandings. "I, Ma Kuohai, never deny my origins, but I am more eager to prove with my actions that the Tsunami Armor can shine with unprecedented brilliance in my hands!"

His words were firm and powerful, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became tense, as if a fierce contest would break out at any time.

But Ma Kuohai knew in his heart that what he needed was not only victory in the battle, but also the respect and recognition of everyone.

"How about a duel?"

"Exactly what I want!"

"But I have to state in advance that if I win by chance, I hope the Second Young Master will not blame me for using force to suppress others, which is not what a gentleman does."

When Leng Xue heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He already felt that his life was boring, and this challenge was just what he wanted.

Otherwise, why would he provoke Young Master Ma Kuohai for no reason.

Thinking of this, if I could teach Ma Kuohai a lesson myself...

Hey!

Well, the only thing he needs to worry about is whether Mr. Ma will be angry with him after he gets to know about this because he loves his son so much... I don't think that will be the case, right?

Mr. Ma's broad mind,

How can it be so narrow-minded!

After all, he is a tough guy who can make decisive decisions and is not soft-hearted even to his own daughter.

Of course, Ma Tian has not taken that step yet...

Ma Kuohai looked at the strange smile that suddenly appeared on Lengxue's face in confusion, and doubts arose in his heart. His brows were furrowed and his tone was cold:

"Hey! What are you planning?"

"Then let us each show our strength!"

"Today, I will prove to you that I, Ma Kuohai, am not someone who can be looked down upon!"

After saying that, Ma Kuohai quickly pulled out the Tsunami Summoning Device from his waist, ready to show his skills...