Chapter 752: Unconditional Trust in His Chosen Wife

Chapter 752: Chapter 752: Unconditional Trust in His Chosen Wife

Claire Sinclair said bluntly, "I don’t know the first thing about working at a TV station, so I want to start from the very bottom."

Holly Fleur raised an eyebrow. "With your qualifications, you could apply to start your own program directly. Starting from the bottom seems like a bit of a waste of your talents."

Claire Sinclair said humbly, "I came to the TV station to challenge myself. I don’t want to aim for such a high position right from the start. Otherwise, I might as well have just stayed on as a manager at the Astoria Daily."

"Haha..." Holly Fleur laughed, amused by her words. "Alright, then. I’ll start you in the News Gathering Team for a while. You’ll follow Mr. Lancaster and cover news stories. But your job won’t be that easy. I’m giving you one month. After a month, I want a proposal from you."

"A proposal?" Claire Sinclair didn’t quite understand what she meant.

Holly Fleur said, "You have to create your own program. That’s the task I’m giving you."

This stumped Claire Sinclair. "Sister Sophia, you’re not kidding, are you? I have no experience at a TV station at all..."

Holly Fleur said with a grin, "You’re the one who said you wanted a challenge. I wanted to make you a manager right away, but you didn’t want that, so my only option is to up the difficulty. Good luck, kiddo."

Claire Sinclair: "..."

Holly Fleur suddenly stood up, turned to a file cabinet, and pulled out a few folders. She brought them over to Claire Sinclair. "Here, this is material from other programs. Take it home and look it over. Call me if there’s anything you don’t understand. And don’t let anyone else see this stuff, okay? It’s all confidential."

Clutching the thick folders, Claire Sinclair had a troubled expression on her face. "Sister Sophia, I hope I won’t disappoint you."

Holly Fleur patted her shoulder. "No matter what, you’re the First Lady now. I have unconditional faith in the woman His Excellency the President chose."

Claire Sinclair: "..."

’Can I say no?’

’The answer has always been no.’

Finally, Holly Fleur said, "Alright, sweetheart, go check in with the News Gathering Team and have them set you up with a desk. Mr. Lancaster is a very serious and responsible person. You can learn a lot from him."

Claire Sinclair nodded. "Okay, I’ll head over now."

"Go on, good luck!"

After leaving the office, Claire Sinclair navigated the halls and soon found herself at the door of the News Gathering Team’s office. She took a deep breath, knocked, and went inside.

Seven or eight pairs of eyes shot over to her in unison. The air seemed to freeze. A few seconds later, everyone looked away and went back to what they were doing, as if they hadn’t seen her at all.

Claire Sinclair scanned the office, then spoke up a little. "Hello, everyone. I’m the new intern, Claire Sinclair. Excuse me, but who is Mr. Lancaster?"

A balding man suddenly looked up, gave her a brief glance, and replied, "I am."

Claire Sinclair immediately walked over and said politely, "Mr. Lancaster, hello. I’m the new intern, Claire Sinclair."

Mr. Lancaster gestured with his chin toward an empty desk in front of him. "You can sit there for now. There’s some material on the desk you can look over."

"Okay, Mr. Lancaster." Claire Sinclair walked to the desk and sat down, casually flipping through a notebook that was on it.

There wasn’t much to do on her first day. Claire Sinclair read through all the books and folders on her desk, and then turned on the computer to watch the videos stored on it.

Before she knew it, it was time for lunch. Claire Sinclair wondered if she should ask her colleagues to eat out with her, but no one invited her. In fact, no one seemed willing to even speak to her.

Soon, only she and Mr. Lancaster were left in the office.