Bob Ferry, a reporter for The New York Times, had been in Antic City for a day now.


    Coming from the economic center of the United States to Antic City, Bob Ferry didn''t feel out of ce; rather, he was overjoyed and thought of it as heaven.


    The ubiquitous taverns, the pretty and enthusiastic women, thevish casinos—all made him want to stay forever.


    Originally, he came because of the Block Tavern incident where someone drank themselves to death, but upon arrival, he realized that Antic City was brimming with news stories.


    What shocked him the most was the Miss America election. Even though it was already very popr in New York, only in Antic City could he feel the unbridled enthusiasm for Miss America.


    Here, betting on the Miss America contestants had almost be a public matter.


    Just today, he had interviewed a local who had mortgaged his own house to bet on Carmen Farmer bing the first Miss America.


    Bob Ferry, who had just finished the interview, was having lunch at a restaurant in the West District, nning to make the West District of Antic City the main focus of his next report.


    By the way, Bob Ferry had decided to do five reports on Antic City—naturally, the first one would be about the Block Tavern drinking death.


    The second report was about the frenzy of Miss America in Antic City.


    The third report was about the sin and virtue in the West District of Antic City.


    The fourth report was about the rise of Antic City''s up-ander, Donnie Block.


    The fifth report was about the legendary life of Antic City''s current "King," Nucky.


    "Mr. Ferry, hello!"


    Just as Bob Ferry was tackling the salmon in front of him, Robert approached him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    "Ah, Mr. Lird."


    Bob Ferry had met Robert not for the first time—on his first day in Antic City, Robert had found him. So, Ferry still thought Robert was trying to downy the Block Tavern death incident.


    "Mr. Lird, about the incident at your tavern, I''m deeply sorry, but as a journalist, I have my professional ethics, so I''ll definitely report the truth!"


    Robert smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Lird – feel free to report it. I actually came over this time to see if there''s anything I can help you with, Mr. Ferry?"


    Bob Ferry cracked a smile: "Unless, Mr. Robert, you aren''t trying to use that tavern incident as leverage, I do have some things for which I could use Mr. Lird''s help!"


    Robert nodded: "Of course, I can assure you that I will not bring up anything about Block Tavern during this process."


    Bob Ferry didn''t believe Robert, but he wasn''t worried about Robert''s actions either. As a journalist, Ferry knew well that the Block Tavern incident was already having an impact.


    If Robert dared do anything to him, the newspapers and media across the country would bombard Robert and his boss, Donnie Block, like a tempest, and even with Donnie Block''s great influence in Antic City, trouble would ensue.


    Consequently, Robert became Bob Ferry''s professional guide, apanying him around Antic City and answering all of Ferry''s questions without reservation.


    "How did Mr. Blocke up with the idea of holding the Miss America pageant? You know, before Miss America started, no one thought such an event would be a national sensation," Bob Ferry asked, pen and paper in hand.


    "Very simple. Before this, Antic City had already hosted a beauty pageant which caused some buzz within Antic City but failed to extend its influence beyond the city.


    Donnie was thinking, if we could turn this event national, it would definitely positively affect the Antic City brand!"


    Bob Ferryughed: "Wasn''t it because the event would bring Mr. Donnie Block an immense fortune? ording to my investigations in thest two days, just the periphery of Antic City has already made Donnie Block and Nucky rich beyond measure, not to mention the national periphery!"


    Robert didn''t conceal anything on this matter andughed: "If your paper had been willing to promote Miss America for free, perhaps there wouldn''t have been any bookmaking!"


    Bob Ferryughed: "We''re just conducting normal business activities, after all, our paper also needs to make money, but our actions didn''t vite any U.S.ws!"


    Robert smiled and said nothing more about it, switching the topic to the incident at his tavern.


    "When you reporters came to Antic City, I remember telling you about the tavern incident. First of all, regarding the liquor, that batch wasn''t ours, we got it from LeBron James; and about the dead person, out of humanity and without us needing to do so, we gave his family $3,000 inpensation. Yet, none of these things appeared in your papers. Is that also part of your professional ethics?" Experience new tales on empire