Griv Jenkins had been in quite a good mood lately.
As deputy editor-in-chief of FOX Sports, he had maintained an excellent relationship with Xiao Hua.
Just two days earlier, Xiao Hua had sent him an email through an alternate account, containing some of Tang Tian's so-called scandalous past.
By exposing that scandalous past, he would not only gain access to firsthand news from the League in the future, but also receive a personal reward of fifty thousand dollars from Xiao Hua.
As a professional media man, he knew that this so-called scandalous past was nothing particularly serious, so he gladly accepted.
And the very next day, Xiao Hua gave him quite a bit of firsthand news. This deal had been incredibly profitable for him.
If things continued this way, he had a good chance of replacing the current editor-in-chief.
That day, he sat in his office with his legs crossed, smoking a cigar and listening to popular jazz from the previous century, his foot bouncing rhythmically.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
It was one of the veteran reporters beneath him.
He turned off the music, set the cigar aside, straightened up, and gestured for them to enter.
Two people came in. Aside from his subordinate, there was someone he did not recognize, carrying a thick briefcase.
"Boss, this is Tang's assistant, Carl. She has something she wants to discuss with you."
James frowned slightly but gestured for his subordinate to leave.
Everyone had connections. It was hardly surprising that someone in FOX knew people from Tang Tian's team.
She was most likely here to ask him to take down the articles.
He did not rise to pour Carl a coffee. He merely glanced at her, his look making it obvious: say what you need to say