Armor: I can only summon the general

Xiao Song was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. The day before, he was too focused on taking a photo of Dihu Xia and did not notice the ugly general behind him. He was beaten as a punching bag. Not only did the memory card be taken away, but it was also dropped. camera.

The next day, in order to film Yanlongxia, he was knocked over by Xizhao, and noticed by the ugly general who was treated the same as him. Just like the previous day, he was beaten as a punching bag, the memory card was taken away and the camera was thrown.

Before Xiao Song fainted, his last bit of consciousness told him that it was the same person who hit him twice and threw his camera.

When Xiao Song woke up again, he saw an old and yellowed ceiling when he opened his eyes. He heard the editor's call on the phone. He reached out and touched his glasses, but did not touch them.

Editor Liao was on the phone. His expression was submissive. He would nod and bend over the phone from time to time. When he nodded, he glanced down and saw that Xiao Song was already awake and groping with his hands.

Editor Liao said a few more words to the person on the phone, and then hung up the phone with agreement. The humble smile on his face immediately disappeared. He picked up Xiao Song's glasses from the bedside table and handed them to him with a cold face.

Xiao Song took the glasses from Editor Liao, put them on and got used to it. His vision gradually recovered, and then he turned to look at Editor Liao. When he turned around, he saw Editor Liao with a cold face.

Xiao Song was originally going to deal with him with a smile, but Editor Liao's expression made him afraid to speak casually, so he could only stare and wait for Editor Liao's response.

Xiao Song saw some problems from Editor Liao's cold face.

'To be able to make the old editor look so long, it seems that he is going to alert the headquarters. The call just now couldn't be from some boss, right? ’

Xiao Song kept guessing about various outcomes in his mind. If what he thought came true, he would definitely not end well.

Editor Liao looked at Xiao Song with a cold face, took a breath and prepared to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He sat down on the stool and kept shaking his head and sighing.

"Editor, is the problem so serious?"

Xiao Song felt very strange about Editor Liao's reaction. With the old editor's character, shouldn't he be scolding and irritated at this time? Why are you still sighing?

Editor Liao did not speak, but continued to shake his head and sigh, which made Xiao Song even more flustered.

"Editor, have you alerted the headquarters? What will the boss do with me? Are you going to fire me?"

Xiao Song originally had a lot of guesses in his mind, but he only thought of fines or other penalties. He was a serious reporter with a press card, and the headquarters would not fire him no matter how angry he was.

But Xiao Song saw Editor Liao shaking his head and sighing all the time, with no other expression on his face. If the punishment was just a fine and compensation, he would definitely not be like this.

‘Do you really want to fire me? ’

Xiao Song stared at Editor Liao intently, but he still made no other moves and remained silent. Xiao Song's heart skipped a beat, as if he was being pinched hard by a big hand.

"Oh!"

Xiao Song felt like the world was spinning for a while, as if he couldn't support his body, and he was swaying on the hospital bed.

Editor Liao just gave him a cold look and continued to shake his head and sigh in silence.

As time passed, Editor Liao began to act very anxiously, standing up and pacing back and forth in the ward. Xiao Song lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Editor Liao's phone rang. He hurriedly picked it up and pressed the answer button, then put on a pug look and answered the phone.

"Hello...oh, it's the director...I'm Xiao Liao...oh...Okay, okay, okay...Hey...Thank you, director, thank you, director...Thank you so much...Okay...I'll hang up first...Okay, I understand...Goodbye goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Editor Liao sighed heavily, but the expression on his face became very relaxed. He calmly and calmly sat back on the chair, crossed his legs and kicked Xiao Song's bed.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Song, wake up, don't sleep, things have turned around."

As soon as Xiao Song heard the word "turnaround", he jumped up from the bed like a spring, sat upright, and looked at Editor Liao with a surprised look on his face.

"Editor, don't I need to be fired?"

"Originally, you were going to be fired. Because we haven't produced decent reports for such a long time, our magazine's market share has been squeezed out by our peers, and the superiors are very disapproving of your abilities. After these two mistakes, The superiors feel that you are no longer qualified for your current position and have decided to fire you."

The surprise on Xiao Song's face faded when he heard this. Although he already knew that he would not be fired, having his ability questioned by the headquarters still made Xiao Song feel very uncomfortable.

In order to get first-hand news about the Armored Warriors, he often ran around in the streets and alleys, risked his life to appear on the battlefield, and worked hard to take photos to publish the news. As his news was released, the magazine's sales increased steadily. It has brought huge benefits to the company.

When he brought benefits to the company, the headquarters just called and verbally praised him. Now that he can no longer bring benefits to the company, he was ruthlessly abandoned by the company.

The reality is so cruel. Shopping malls are like battlefields. The wealthy bosses advocate a wolf culture and never show mercy when they lay off employees.

The disappointment in Xiao Song's heart gradually increased. He devoted all his passion to this job, but now he got such a result. This is really disappointing.

Looking at Xiao Song's expression, Editor Liao smiled calmly and nodded. It seems that Xiao Song has realized the dangers of society. It would be good if he could wake up earlier and there is still a chance to change.

Editor Liao raised the mobile phone in his hand and said with pride: "The director of the headquarters office just called me and informed me of the latest results of your treatment."

Xiao Song came back to his senses and stared at Editor Liao intently, waiting to hear what he was going to say next. He wanted to hear how the headquarters punished him.

Editor Liao pretended to cough twice and cleared his throat, which whetted Xiao Song's appetite.

"Well, the director said that although you have brought some losses to the company and caused the company's efficiency to decline, you have also worked hard for the company to expand the market, and you have also taken risks to collect photos on the front line. In view of your past hard work, Lao, the company has decided to revoke the decision to expel you, and will keep you here for eight days to see the effects."

After hearing Editor Liao convey the director's decision, the surprise appeared on Xiao Song's face again. He waved and jumped, showing great excitement.

"Okay! I can stay. I don't have to be fired. As long as I can stay, I can continue to hold on to the line of armored warriors, and I don't have to worry about making new contributions in the future."