Chapter Seventy-Seven: Running a Newspaper
"Huh," Fang Yanqing looked at Wei Chao's somewhat unhappy expression for a moment, and his mind quickly turned, "I'm not... That, I thought...... They've run magazines, and I'm thinking that I have a specialization in art, and besides, I'm not asking you. ”
"Well, okay. Listening to Fang Yanqing's words, Wei Chao nodded, "Then you are busy with the affairs of the newspaper office in the future, do you still want to go to the Western District?"
"Of course I want to go, the newspaper is just by the way, and the boss still has to do it with Boss Xu, so I just want to mention some methods. Fang Yanqing grabbed his hair, after all, he felt that it was easy to make money if he made a profit.
"Do you know what the biggest problem of this newspaper is?" Wei Chao asked, pointing his finger at the newspaper.
Fang Yanqing looked at the photos of the famous actors of the Shanghai theater team printed in the newspaper, and next to it was the private life of the actress who was secretly photographed.
Looking at the title that reads, 'Song Baoyu Night Club Mysterious Man', this woman seems to be singing Huangmei Opera, and the article is full of nonsense, all of which are nonsense, and there are a lot of ideas, this kind of reporter can also be called a reporter, Fang Yanqing suddenly felt a headache, and said slowly, "It should be positioning." ”
Fang Yanqing handed Xu Qingyi a message and asked him to gather all the reporters under his command and write a report for her to review.
Ranran's movements were fast, and she sent a quick letter to herself the next day, and wrote more than ten contact information for Fang Yanqing. Zhou Dongma came over in person and drove to the Wei family mansion early in the morning.
"When I heard that you were going to run a newspaper, I thought I might not be able to tell me clearly on the phone, so I came over. Zhou Dong didn't wear a long shirt like in Rongcheng, but wore a gray suit, he hadn't seen him for a long time, he had lost a lot of weight, and he looked tall and capable.
"It's really troublesome Mr. Zhou. Fang Yanqing said with a smile, "I don't run a newspaper, I just want to help my father's friend." ”
"Well, don't bother, just call me Brother Dong like Ran. Zhou Dong said hello, watched Wei Chao walk out with his things, and waved his hand with a smile.
"I heard you've been in some trouble lately?" Wei Chao asked, handing the document in his hand to the person next to him.
"Hey, you know, it's just that little aunt's son, it's really annoying. Zhou Dong sighed, "My mother's health has been getting worse and worse recently, and I thought that instead of making her bored in Shanghai every day, it would be better to send her to Lin'an." ”
"Lin'an?" Wei Chao frowned, "Then how do you go to see Aunt Lin? Although Shanghai is close to Lin'an, it is still a little inconvenient. ”
Hearing Wei Chao's words of concern, Zhou Dong shook his head with a smile, "I'm done here, and I should slowly shift my focus to Lin'an, after all, I don't see my father and that aunt here, and I am also upset, as well as my brother-in-law...... Forget it, don't talk about it, you go get busy, today I will accompany Yanqing to see the newspaper. ”
The affairs of Zhou Dong's family, Wei Chao has always been clear, after all, they are friends who have played together since childhood, his father has a so-called sweetheart outside, and everyone knows that Zhou Dong's mother, Lin Qingxuan is a very gentle person, and he is also very good to Wei Chao, it can be said that he is half of Wei Chao's mother, and every time he brings something to Zhou Dong, he will bring one to Wei Chao.
Nodding his head, he looked at his watch, "Okay then, I have another inspection in the morning, so I'll leave first." ”
Seeing Wei Chao leave, Zhou Dongcai looked at Fang Yanqing, "Let's go, you let the driver lead the way in front, and my driver will follow behind." ”
Fang Yanqing nodded, got into the car, and came to the Weizhi newspaper office again, today the newspaper office is still a little similar, at least the floor has been swept and the ashes on the side have been wiped off.
Zhou Dong finished reading the sample issue of Weizhi Newspaper in the car, and followed Fang Yanqing into the room, with a lot of papers on the table.
"Who is this......?" Xu Qingyi looked at Zhou Dong who was following behind Fang Yanqing, looked at Fang Yanqing suspiciously, and asked,
"Oh, this is a good friend of mine, and he also happens to run a newspaper and runs some magazines and newspapers, so I wanted to ask him to come and see it. Fang Yanqing explained with a smile, and then introduced to Xu Qingyi, "This is Zhou Dong," he looked at Xu Qingyi and introduced, "This is Xu Qingyi, the owner of this newspaper." ”
"Zhou... East. Xu Qingyi silently read it in his heart, as a lace news newspaper, he usually writes the most about all kinds of vulgar family love disputes, how is this name familiar here, frowned and thought about it, and suddenly thought of a name in his mind, his eyes widened slightly, isn't this the sister-in-law of the big boss of Hujiang Daily, he also wrote the news of his family's junior position, I hope not to be known by this master, haha smiled and said, "That's going to trouble Boss Zhou." ”
"No hassle. Zhou Dong said with a smile, "I heard Yanqing say some ideas, just for your reference, my family has some resources, if the weekly report next week is good, I can pick some newsstands to sell on a pilot basis." ”
"Speaking of which, Ran Ran also gave me a list of some newsstands," Fang Yanqing said when he heard Zhou Dong mention it, thinking of something.
"She is also from my family. Zhou Dong said with a smile, "Don't dare to say anything else, newspapers, magazines and other resources, my family should be the first in Shanghai." ”
When the three of them arrived in the courtyard behind the small building, Xu Qingyi poured tea for Zhou Dong and Fang Yanqing, and brought some paper over, "Dongjia, this is something that you asked my subordinates to write according to your instructions." ”
Fang Yanqing took the papers, browsed them quickly, and the more he looked at them, the faster his eyelids jumped, this... What are these things written, the dialect is clear, and it is really difficult for people to read this level, the rhetoric is inaccurate, the typography is weird, and there are even typos.
"What does Boss Xu want this newspaper to specialize in?" Zhou Dong took a sip of tea and asked.
"Naturally, it sells well, someone is willing to read it, and it is meaningful," Boss Xu said, smiling embarrassedly, "Don't hide it from Young Master Zhou, I first wanted to write a commentary on current affairs, but this ability is really limited, so this is ......."
"I understand," Zhou Dong nodded, the newspaper he read in the car just now is already very illustrative of this level of problem, "Since it is a weekly newspaper, then change the name, it is best to change the appearance, Boss Xu also wants to recruit some competent people, and the source of this manuscript ......" Zhou Dong paused and said with a smile, "There are many public middle school students in Shanghai who work and study, have knowledge and insights, but lack money, you print a leaflet, distribute it, and the remuneration will be increased, and a lot of manuscripts must be recovered." ”
Fang Yanqing put down the paper in his hand, "What level are these things, Uncle Xu also knows in his heart, we are doing business not charity, this level is still raised in the newspaper, it is really ......"
Halfway through the dialect Qinghua, the rest of the words were not spoken, saving Xu Qingyi some face.
Xu Qingyi nodded, his face was a little embarrassed, "Hey, the owner, I understand the reason, but these people have been with me for three years, and they have followed me to endure all the hardships, I quit them at this time, I really can't do it." ”
Xu Qingyi is a righteous person, this is also true, Fang Yanqing pursed his lips and thought for a while, "These people, who are too inferior, can arrange for them to do other things, the monthly salary remains the same, and the reason can also be made clear to them, if the newspaper is run in the future, everyone will increase their salary, and they will not treat anyone badly, if they want to write a manuscript, they can do it, as long as they pass the manuscript, they will add money." ”
"Your building is quite big, you can build a bookstore, integrate and utilize, don't be idle. Zhou Dong glanced at Xiaolou and said.
Fang Yanqing brought 1,000 silver dollars to the newspaper, all of which were given to Xu Qingyi, and repeatedly made it clear that each member of the newspaper had eight silver dollars a month, but every article published in the newspaper would be given a manuscript fee of one silver dollar, and the address of the newspaper would be left under each weekly newspaper, and as long as the article was submitted to the newspaper, the newspaper would send the sample journal and silver dollars to those who had successfully submitted their articles. Zhou Dong also talked to Xu Qingyi about the layout of the newspaper for a long time, and also took four or five newspapers under his hand to Xu Qingyi for reference, and on the car back, Fang Yanqing rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, it seems that he has to provide some articles for his newspaper, otherwise at the current rate, he will not be satisfied with the articles for the time being.
Back at home, Fang Yanqing locked himself in the room, took a pen and paper, looked at the scenery outside, thought about it carefully, and then began to write on the paper. It took me about half an hour to finish writing, and I read through it, although it was written well, but how to read it was still a little embarrassing, my fingers clicked twice on the table, and finally signed it below, Mr. Yu Zhong, folded it up, and put it in the envelope, this manuscript is still not sent out in my own name, by the way, check my current level of writing articles.
In the evening, I talked to the Qing girl, and the Qing girl immediately understood the meaning of Fang Yanqing, patted her chest, and said that there is a hostel a few hundred steps west of the Wei Family Mansion, and there is a public newspaper kiosk below, where you can send letters, and volunteer to help Fang Yanqing send letters.
"Girl, let me tell you, you must be careful of a young lady surnamed Du, I heard that she has always loved Young Master Wei. Qing Yatou whispered in the same dialect and gossiped, "There is also that newspaper, I inquired, the reputation seems to be a little not good, there was a lot of trouble about secretly filming Song Baoyu before, and Song Baoyu also fought a lawsuit for this same newspaper." ”
"Where did you hear that? Fang Yanqing squinted, very curious about the source of Qing Yatou's gossip, when she was in Rongcheng, she knew that Qing Yatou had a hand in inquiring about things, but she didn't expect to come to Shanghai, and this girl's ability to inquire about things has not regressed at all.
"I didn't inquire, but when someone else mentioned it, I asked, and then I listened carefully and I knew. Qing Yatou tapped her chin with her finger and said, "But the girl is careful that Miss Du is real, I heard that Miss Du is the only daughter of the boss of the Green Gang." ”
"Qing Gang?" Fang Yanqing frowned when he heard Qing Yatou's words, "This is... A charlatan?"