Upon hearing Victor Green's words, the female reporter's face flushed bright red instantly.
I was inside the room, unsure whether to laugh or cry at the situation.
I gestured with my hand and said, "Allow her to enter."
The female reporter rushed into the room quickly, hurried up to me, and pleaded, "Would you accept my interview?"
I said with reluctance, "I've already given you an answer once. Do you expect me to repeat it?"
At these words, the female reporter dabbed at her eyes and feigned crying, "I fought so hard for this position, and if I fail to secure the interview, I'll lose my job."
"How is that my concern?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Are you trying to guilt-trip me? Sorry, but I'm not bound by moral obligations."
The female reporter found herself at a loss for words, completely unsure how to respond.
"Mr. Raymond, I'm begging you, please assist me," the female reporter whispered softly.
"If you say yes, I'll do whatever it takes!"
