Gu Ning asked in surprise, "Is the journalist position that... high-ranking?"
Andrew smiled faintly. "In the Military Department, it doesn't matter if a journalist has a rank. It's a dangerous but free-ranging job. As long as it's necessary, you can do your work regardless of the other person's rank."
Gu Ning said, slightly puzzled, "So you're saying, I could even... with you..."
She stopped halfway, realizing it was inappropriate to continue.
Andrew raised an eyebrow slightly. "That's right. You can be on equal footing with me, my little journalist."
Hearing a soft gasp over the terminal, the smile on Andrew's lips deepened. He waited a moment for her to recover before continuing, "For your day-to-day work, you can consult Cyril often. But if you want, you can also come to me with any problems. My purpose isn't just to hand out assignments."
Gu Ning: "Okay, okay."
'I'd better just go to Cyril, then.'
