Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 228 - 234: Gathering Invitation

In the office of the head of the news department at NBC.

Legendary Journalist Wood was reporting the progress of his work to the deputy station manager.

"After a period of publicity, the African-American community has some dissatisfaction with Wang Jian, who doesn’t follow the rules."

"Although it’s not an issue that can be discussed publicly because of ’celebrity partners’, so nobody has publicly accused Wang yet."

"But the lack of African-American stars leveraging this bestselling author’s popularity, and the African-American TV station BET no longer featuring his reports, shows that our tactics are effective."

"So, what’s next?" the deputy station manager looked at the middle-aged man across from him, "Shall we proceed with the original plan and start hinting at Wang Jian’s consumption habits?"

Wood smiled and nodded, "Because of Wang’s recent new work, we can add some more action."

He pointed at the computer screen, indicating for the other person to have a look.

"’Female Pope’? Pope Joan?" the deputy station manager pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Although this work will definitely not withstand scrutiny."

"But in literary creation, stories imagined directly by authors are far too common."

"Since most Caucasians in the United States, including you and me, are Protestants, it’s completely normal for us not to notice."

Wood picked up his coffee and gently sipped it.

"However, you get an Italian-American to take a look at this novel, and they’ll understand."

Protestants, Italian-Americans?

The deputy station manager furrowed his brow, thinking.

A moment later, he looked at Wood, surprised, and asked, "The Catholic Church?"

The Legendary Journalist nodded with a smile, "For Catholics, the Pope is God’s spokesperson on earth."

"But it’s not the ’50s or ’60s anymore, the Italians have completely fallen from power." The deputy station manager looked at Wood and shook his head, "Besides, the current mayor Giuliani is famous for his crackdown on the Mafia."

"No, no, no," The Legendary Journalist was speechless at the deputy station manager’s news sensitivity.

"In the United States, the most significant Catholic power is actually the African-Americans."

"During the era of slavery, the noble slave owners did not allow slaves to practice the same religion as them."

"If ’celebrity partners’ is a delicate subject for discussion, then the issue of religion is certainly worth the attention of African-American stars."

"After all, Wang is just an Asian."

"African-American stars condemning Wang won’t have an issue with what’s called ’racial unity’ within their group."

Wood patted the deputy station manager on the shoulder, smilingly saying, "All they need is an opportunity to express themselves."

Opportunity?

The deputy station manager mused for a moment, "A mass incident?"

"Bingo," the Legendary Journalist snapped his fingers, "because of a mass event, Wang is pursued by African-Americans."

"And because of a mass event, Wang is abandoned by African-Americans."

"This is just too perfect for the aesthetics of news!"

The deputy station manager leaned back in his chair, replaying the possibilities of the event in his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said with delight, "Mr. Wood, you truly are an excellent journalist!"

"So, shall I go and make the arrangements?"

The Legendary Journalist made a "please" gesture and watched the other’s retreating figure.

"Viacom is full of this sort of people?"

Then he stood up, looking out of the window, "Such a simple task, he shouldn’t mess it up, should he?"

...

New York, the Mayor’s Office.

Giuliani was listening attentively to his assistant’s work report.

"So, in a few days, a feminist rally will be held at City Hall Plaza?"

"Yes," the assistant checked the files, "The President and the First Lady will be attending."

"Do we need to dispatch some additional police force to maintain order at the scene?"

Giuliani furrowed his brow, taking a moment to think.

Not to mention the fact that they were from the Democrat and Republican parties, he personally did not wish to see mass gatherings happening in New York.

Since he took office, he began to crack down on such events.

Which is why the crime rate in New York had plummeted rapidly.

"No need," Giuliani replied with certainty, "The President’s security is the responsibility of the President’s Guard and the Department of the Interior."

"I think in New York, they will be even more cautious," he shrugged, "after all, we have the example of Democrat President Kennedy."

"Uh..." the aide glanced at Giuliani cautiously, "So only the normal police force? Will the mayor be attending?"

"I still have to attend the Republican Party presidential candidate, Mr. Bob Dole’s preparation ceremony."

"I believe His Excellency the President will certainly understand."

"Then I will arrange the schedule and submit it to the mayor’s office," the aide closed the folder, "and then notify the White House’s Presidential Office."

"Mm," Giuliani hummed softly, a disdainful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Feminist rally?"

"They have been getting increasingly restless lately."

At this time, Wang Jian also spoke the term.

"Feminist gathering?"

The journalist from "Ladies’" magazine, having finished the interview, looked at Wang Jian, "Will Mr. Wang be attending?"

To tell the truth, if it were any other group’s gathering, Wang Jian really wouldn’t mind attending.

But today, he had said too many words in support of feminists.

This really made Wang Jian himself feel a bit disgusted.

Of course, the most important reason was that the readership of "Ladies’" magazine was relatively fixed.

There had already been one change to "Pope Joan" mentioned by the First Lady Hillary, followed by a feature report on "Pope Joan".

This had nearly tapped out the purchasing power of this group completely.

"Uh..." Wang Jian showed a sincere expression on his face," because I created ’Pope Joan’..."

At that moment, the phone in the office rang.

He made an "apologies" gesture to the very masculine female journalist and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Wang," the receptionist’s tone was a bit incredulous, "there’s a call from the Presidential Office."

"Are you available now?"

What?

The Presidential Office?

Wang Jian looked at the handset, a puzzled expression on his face.

Myself and the White House?

Seems there’s not much of a connection, right?

After hesitating for a while, he still chose to answer the call.

After all, it’s not often one encounters such a creative phone scam.

Wang Jian wanted to teach the person on the other side the "I’m from Washington, send money" trick.

But as soon as he picked up the phone, he felt that things were a bit serious.

Because the voice coming through the phone was very similar to that of the publicity-loving First Lady he had heard on television.

"I wonder if Mr. Wang would be interested in attending the ’feminist’ rally?"

Wang Jian thought for a moment and felt it wasn’t necessary.

In his heart, he inherently resisted political figures.

Besides, how could Hillary get Clinton to issue a presidential order, making everyone read "Pope Joan" for a fee?

Just as Wang Jian was preparing to decline, Hillary’s voice came through again.

"At that time, many TV stations will broadcast the event live."

"I believe Mr. Wang, who wrote ’Pope Joan’, would certainly want to spread his philosophy to more people, right?"

More TV stations, more viewers, essentially meaning more paying readers?

After quickly calculating in his mind, Wang Jian sincerely said, "Of course, I appreciate the First Lady’s invitation."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to the journalist from "Ladies’" magazine and said, "Because I created ’Pope Joan,’ I have gained a deeper understanding of the dire situation of women in the United States."

"So, I will definitely attend."

The female journalist looked at Wang Jian with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Then I hope, Mr. Wang, your speech at the rally will be as impactful as your work."

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