Speaking of this, Uncle Tan groaned for a while, as if thinking about something, puffed his teeth, took a puff of cigarette and said: "I won't tell you anything, our Nanguo Xiaoyu didn't call it this name originally, but Nanguo Morning Post has heard of it." ”

Hearing this name, Guo Yang thought about it, he vaguely remembered that this newspaper had been around for some years.

However, Guo Yang has never seen the physical object of this newspaper, but vaguely remembers that he accidentally saw this title in the history of a paper media in his previous life, and it has a history of more than half a century now, and it has been there before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Seeing Guo Yang's contemplative appearance, Uncle Tan thought that he had never heard of the name of the Southern Morning Post, and was slightly disappointed, thought for a while again, and continued: "Then Xia Zhongsheng knows, right?"

Hearing this name, Guo Yang's eyes were full of shock, this is the pioneer of the Huaxia newspaper industry, and he has a share of credit for the establishment of RM Daily, if this person doesn't know, it will be a little ridiculous and generous.

"Xia Zhongsheng is a pioneer of Chinese media people, how could it be that Nanguo Morning Post is run by him?" Thinking of this person, Guo Yang couldn't figure out what Uncle Tan meant, and asked cautiously.

Hearing Guo Yang say this, Uncle Tan's eyebrows raised, the corners of his mouth glanced at a hint of arrogance, and said: "You can be regarded as asking, this Nanguo Morning Post was first run by Xia Zhongsheng, and then handed over to his son to take care of, but since his death, because his son is not good at management, coupled with the exclusion of other newspapers, Nanguo Morning Post has gradually declined, but the issue number or something has been retained." ”

Hearing this, Guo Yang understood, if you say so, Nanguo Xiaoyu is really not a black household, and the last elimination system of the General Information Administration has not been proposed this year, so it is not difficult to keep the issue number.

But this issue number always belongs to the Southern Morning Post, so the current situation of Southern Entertainment is in a gray area, with its own similar title to the Southern Morning Post, it is still breathing in the cracks.

In fact, what shocked Guo Yang the most was not Xia Zhongsheng or the Nanguo Morning Post he founded itself, but Xia Zhongsheng's granddaughter Xia Yuewen, who inherited all his mantle, was one of the Huaxia newspaper tycoons who fought against Guo Yang back then.

Guo Yang, who was looking down to think, suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, no wonder he heard the voice so familiar just now! I saw him raise his head sharply and ask eagerly: "Then you talked about Xiaowen before, is it Xia Yuewen?"

Uncle Tan was so shocked by Guo Yang's sudden action that he spilled the tea in the cup on the ground, but when he heard his question, his eyes couldn't help but be a little more vigilant, seeing him like this, Guo Yang was secretly annoyed, and said that he was anxious, it seems that the relationship between Uncle Tan and Xia Yuewen must be unusual, and it is strange that he rashly asked this question without arousing his vigilance.

"How do you know Xiaowen's full name?" Uncle Tan looked at Guo Yang with burning eyes and asked in a deep voice. Guo Yang's worst fear still happened, hearing Uncle Tan ask, he didn't know how to answer for a while,

Seeing that Guo Yang suddenly became a little stumbling, Uncle Tan was even more sure that his conjecture was correct, threw the soft Huaxia he had given him before, snorted coldly and said: "I really thought you were some kind of customer, it turned out to be a disciple! Get out, you are not welcome here!"

Hearing Uncle Tan's words, Guo Yang suddenly became a little angry, even if he came here with ulterior motives, but he had no malicious intentions, and he had already done enough etiquette, he couldn't be so ignorant, and he would turn his face when he said it.

Thinking of this, Guo Yang slowly stood up, with undisguised anger on his face, and was just about to say something, when a cold voice behind him sounded like a breeze sweeping through the barren courtyard in late autumn.

"Uncle Tan, how do you talk about this, you are a guest when you come to the door, and you can't let people say that we have lost our manners. This voice immediately extinguished most of Guo Yang's anger.

Guo Yang turned around slowly, only to see a slightly green face with a pair of huge round-framed glasses on his nose, looking at him indifferently.

Although it seems that he is not as mature and beautiful as in later generations, her cold temperament has not changed in the slightest, this is not who Xia Yuewen is.

At this moment, Guo Yang was standing in the house, and the sunlight was shining in from outside, blocked by the beams on the door, casting shadows on his face. Seeing Guo Yang's appearance, Xia Yuewen was stunned, and a trace of heat suddenly flashed in her indifferent eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

I saw that she pretended to be calm and coughed lightly, turned her eyes to Uncle Tan, and said: "Uncle Tan, have the thousand newspapers been printed?" and have the heart to drink tea here, I really should let you go to deliver the goods, okay, there is nothing for you here, you should hurry up and get busy." ”

Hearing Xia Yuewen's words, Uncle Tan couldn't help but blush, but then he remembered something, glanced at Guo Yang, and said to Xia Yuewen with some worry: "But...... He ......"

"You don't have to worry about it here, you can go, if you can't print it today, you can deliver the newspaper tomorrow." As soon as Uncle Tan's words came out, he was interrupted by Xia Yuewen.

Hearing the threat in Xia Yuewen's words, Uncle Tan sighed heavily, ran towards the room where the printing press was placed, and did not forget to glare at Guo Yang fiercely before leaving, and the warning was overflowing.

Seeing that Uncle Tan had left, Xia Yuewen bowed her head slightly and whispered, "What business do you have, come to my room to talk." Even she didn't notice that the tone of her voice was no longer as cold as before.

After Xia Yuewen finished speaking, she didn't wait for Guo Yang's reaction, and turned around and left. At the moment of turning around, Xia Yuewen's face turned red from her cheeks to her neck.

Looking at her departing back, Guo Yang suddenly felt a little inexplicable in his heart, how could he not notice the change in Xia Yuewen's tone, and even her previous eyes did not escape Guo Yang's eyes.

Does she know me? No, is she born again?

Guo Yang's heart flashed for a while, but he was always puzzled by the change in Xia Yuewen's attitude, Guo Yang, who had been thinking about it for a long time to no avail, shook his head and followed in the direction where Xia Yuewen left.

Coming to the door of Xia Yuewen's room, Guo Yang hesitated for a while, no matter how he said that this was also a woman's boudoir, although the door was open, it seemed a little inappropriate for him to enter so rashly.

Thinking of this, Guo Yang stretched out his hand and knocked on the door panel next to him a few times, and as soon as the knock fell, he heard Xia Yuewen in the room then say, "Come in." ”

With her consent, Guo Yang walked into Xia Yuewen's room, stepped on the door frame, and a faint smell of the developer potion came to her face with a burst of girl's body fragrance.

Guo Yang looked up to find Xia Yuewen's traces, there was a room in the corner of the room, which emitted a dark red light, presumably it was the darkroom where Xia Yuewen washed her photos.

The light in the room was a little dim, and with the sunlight outside the door and the slight light from the darkroom, Guo Yang slowly leaned over in the direction of Xia Yuewen's voice before.