When the high-speed train drove into the Southampton area, Arthur saw the snowflakes mixed with the cold wind outside the window, falling on the window, the speed of the news melted, and slowly slid down the window, looking at the snow-covered scenery outside, and then looked at the other passengers in the carriage, thought of something, and couldn't help but shake his head with some tears and laughter.

There are very few people who don't like snow. Snowflakes cover all the squalor and unbearable that disturbs the world, and let the earth enter the atmosphere of a fairy tale world.

Heavy snowfall is not unusual, but when heavy snow meets the UK, things get interesting. All this time, the inexplicable panic of the British about heavy snow has always become the laughing stock of other countries

You know, even if there is a war, the British will calmly say that death will not stop us from moving forward!

But whenever it snows heavily, all the British people will hide, all the schools will be closed, and the buses will stop running, as if the world is over.

No kidding, everything will stop running, even the train station will be closed, it's just a psychopath!

Thankfully, Arthur's high-speed train had already reached Southampton, otherwise he would have been stuck on the road。。。。。。

When the train arrived, Arthur put on his coat and top hat, and under the protection of the bodyguards, he got off the train and walked briskly outside the station.

Outside the station, the special car sent by the "Southern Daily Echo" had been waiting for a long time, and when the boss came out, the staff immediately greeted him and greeted him respectfully.

Arthur smiled and nodded, and sat in the car in the wind and snow, and soon the car started and drove to the newspaper office.

Jerry Fuller, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, who was preparing to welcome the boss's inspection in the newspaper, was a little apprehensive at this time, to be honest, all along, the young Earl, except for the initial stage, after the rescue reform of the "Southern Daily Echo" was carried out, so that the operation of the newspaper could be improved, he never paid more attention.

For such a long time, it was a routine to send a daily bulletin to Lord Earl, and then there was no more, the whole newspaper seemed to be forgotten, and what made Jerry Fuller even more helpless was that Lord Earl was lavish in handing out bonuses and benefits before Christmas, and according to his understanding, only their newspaper had the least bonus benefits...

Of course, he didn't complain, after all, he knew his own affairs, and other companies and industries had helped Lord Earl earn very rich profits, and there was no problem with more points, and whoever told them that even if they were rescued now, they were still in a half-dead state, let alone making money, and now their biggest luxury was not to lose money.

The boss was able to give them a bonus when they thought about them and let them thank God, to put it mildly, the newspaper was really worried about their boss's sudden attention, because it was likely to be the beginning of another big layoff and reform.

There's no way, to put it bluntly, who made their newspaper not angry, it already belongs to the outdated industry.

Therefore, after receiving a call from his young boss to visit Southampton, the first stop was the newspaper, Jerry Fuller's heart was undoubtedly very apprehensive and complicated.

It was in this mood that Jerry Fuller ushered in the inspection of his boss Arthur Boleyn.

Walking into the office area of the newspaper, Arthur immediately felt a strange atmosphere, and the newspaper employees who greeted him along the way, although respectful, but their expressions were a little stiff, and they could even see bitterness, helplessness and evasion in the eyes of the other party.

"Jerry, what's wrong with everyone, is something wrong?" Arthur asked with a slight frown as he walked into the editor-in-chief's office, looked at Jerry Fuller, who was also a little sneering.

"Ahem, it's nothing, everyone... Everyone, just worried ... Jerry Fuller poured Arthur a steaming cup of black tea and smiled awkwardly.

"Worried about what? Hehe, if you have anything to say, just say it-" Arthur unceremoniously did it in the editor-in-chief's chair, picked up the black teacup, took a sip, and looked at Jerry Fuller, who was still standing across from him.

"Ahem, I'm worried about your surprise inspection this time, whether you want to carry out reform again... Jerry was forced by Arthur's gaze, so he could only bite the bullet, cough lightly, and tell the truth.

"Haha... Hearing this explanation, Arthur couldn't help laughing, shook his head, raised his hand and pressed down, and motioned for Jerry to sit down.

After Jerry sat down with a smile, Arthur stopped laughing and said with a smile on his face: "You really didn't guess wrong, I came here this time, and I really have important things to explain, and it's right to say that it's a reform... ”

"Huh?" Jerry, who had just sat down, had a frozen expression, stood up again with an exclamation, looked at the smiling boss, and said a little anxiously: "Boss, the newspaper is now overstretched, and if it is cut again, it will really affect the daily operation... ”

"Hehe, don't get excited, sit down, when did I say that I was going to lay off employees? Be a little patient, and when I finish speaking, it's not too late for you to get excited!" Arthur didn't care about Jerry's gaffe, and smiled and stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit down.

Hearing that there was no layoff, Jerry Fuller let out a long sigh of relief, sat down again with a somewhat embarrassed smile, and reached out to pick up the black teapot very doggedly, and once again added some black tea to Arthur's red lip cup.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape, mainly because we don't have the strength ourselves, so we will be worried all day long, to be honest, I'm really worried that one day I will be ordered by the boss to close the newspaper. Hey, in the past year, there have been too many local newspaper closures, is it true that the print media will withdraw from the stage of history so miserably?"

The status of the paper media has been declining, and even the transformation of the paper media, which has been hotly discussed, seems silent in the face of such a situation, just like waiting for the calm before a storm, but it is quietly scary, and the silence makes people sigh.

The paper media that have closed down one after another, but no one is surprised by the usual facts.

"The decline of paper media is already an irreversible trend, which is the status quo that needs to be faced, but as for the complete demise of paper media, it is too pessimistic.

If we want to survive in this reality, we must first know what is the reason why the newspaper is in trouble, and why is the paper media, which was once crowded and unable to get in, now it has been bankrupt and closed down, and there is a brain drain?" Arthur said with a relaxed smile as he held black tea.

"Hehe, what can be the reason, the impact of the Internet, the rise of new media, the change of reading habits... It's too much, it's not that we're pessimistic, it's that we really can't see the future, seriously, boss, every time I hear that a familiar newspaper closes its doors, or goes bankrupt, I will definitely have nightmares that nightmare, dreaming that I am in tears, holding my personal belongings, walking out of the newspaper office... Oh my God, it was an absolute disaster!"

Jerry Fuller's eyes were a little red, it seemed that he was really suffering, and it was mainly because during this time, there was too much bad news in the paper media, and there were too many lessons from the past, so it was inevitable that he would be suspicious and frightened.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this, I won't close the newspaper, you can work with peace of mind, you don't have to be suspicious all day long, to put it more bluntly, even if you keep a newspaper, for me, it's not much of a happy or unhappy little thing!" Arthur raised his eyebrows and smiled, put down the black teacup, and said lightly with great confidence.

I was a nobleman in England