"Sell the newspaper! Sell the newspaper! Do you want to read the New Haven Times? Today's front-page news is 'New Haven banking scandal! Inside Eagle Bank!' 'Do you have business with New Haven Bank?'

A newsboy said eloquently.

Don't look at him a little pitiful in the cold weather, but as the sales champion in the New Haven area, his income is not necessarily lower than those gentlemen.

The place where he sells newspapers every day is in the port of New Haven.

There were so many people who gathered here every day, and he didn't know how to describe that number until he studied at the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory.

After studying at the night school at the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory, he had a clear idea of how many people were dispersed in the port every day, and even had a new choice of where to sell newspapers.

This gave him, who was originally semi-forced to go to night school, more initiative.

However, selling newspapers here, although there is a lot of income, there are also a lot of problems that need to be faced.

Because the mobility of people here is too strong, and the composition of personnel is too complex.

So, whatever you do, be more careful.

Otherwise, when selling newspapers, it's okay to be scolded and left, and it's not uncommon to be beaten up by fists and feet.

Originally, the newsboy thought that rich people were as gentle and elegant as Lord Claydon, but here, he realized that the quality of rich people is not necessarily inferior to that of the worst hooligans.

"How do you know I have a business with Black Eagle Bank?" The young man dressed in gray and black heard the sound of the newsboy shouting, covered his calfskin bag, and said with a wary face, as if he wanted to see if the newsboy had stolen his secret.

However, it is a pity that although the newsboy is well-informed, how can he know the affairs of every passer-by?

Like those gypsy witches who pretend to be ghosts with their hands around crystal glass balls, the newsboys' daily newspaper sales are words similar to those of a panacea.

These words have a wide reach, and it is easy to think that what is said in the newspaper is related to them.

However, when the newspaper is bought, whether it has anything to do with the above will be another matter.

The newsboy is one such headline party.

Moreover, they are not ashamed of the title party, but proud of the title party.

Today's newspapers, however, are a little different from those of the past.

The New Haven Times' tirade about the New Haven hotel has finally come to an end, and today's front-page headlines are indeed relevant as long as there is a business at Eagle Bank.

The young man bought a newspaper and read it, because of the cold and wet wind on the beach, some young people who were chilled, at this moment, seeing the content of the newspaper, his hands became even colder, and even his whole body began to stiffen.

When he had read it all, he raised his head and looked like crazy for the newsboy who had just sold him the newspaper.

He followed the sound of the newspaper seller, went up the river from the crowd of people who had just disembarked, grabbed the thin newsboy, shook it vigorously, and shouted loudly, "Is everything this newspaper says true?"

"First...... Mr...... Lighter!light!" The young newsboy was shaken and stunned.

"Report ...... Sorry......" The young man, who didn't know how to manage his emotions, let go of his shaking hand, but still asked anxiously, "Is what the newspaper says true?"

"Sorry...... I really don't know, but compared to the New Haven Journal, which is full of advertisements, this New Haven Times, all the readers read it, and all the readers didn't say it was lying. The newsboy said with a disparagement of his rival.

"Yes...... Is that so? I see...... Thank you...... Here's a tip for you!" After the young man finished stuffing the money, his thin body, like flying, ran up, and disappeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Although the newsboy thought this gentleman was a little strange, no matter how strange it was, the gentleman who gave the tip was a good gentleman.

In addition, his voice became louder, and the emotions contained in him became fuller.

Because, judging from the performance of the gentleman just now, today's newspaper must be very popular! It will definitely sell very well!

With such a good opportunity, he will not give up, and he will continue to be his king of sales!

"Sell the newspaper! Sell the newspaper! Do you want to read the New Haven Times? Today's front-page news is 'New Haven banking scandal! Inside Eagle Bank!' 'Do you have business with New Haven Bank?'

Recently, with the opening of the night school at the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory, the two clergymen who taught did not even have time to teach the tender boy privately.

Not only do the two of them have to deal with increasingly advanced students during the day, but they also have to teach many children who know where they come from at night.

Before coming to Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory, they never imagined that there would be so many children in New Haven.

And now, they wonder if all the children in New Haven are coming to school at the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory.

Doug has no mercy for the priests who seem to be hollowed out every day, and since they have taken the money, they have to work hard.

In this way, the priests can be worthy of their reward and at the same time go to God as soon as possible.

Why did Doug have so many opinions about the two young clergy?

Because...... These two priests always preached to the students, consciously or unconsciously, "You can study and study here, not because of the mortal world, but because you have to thank God! Thank you to the one and only God! It is He who allows you to read and write here, and to be fed and clothed here!"

When Doug first heard them preaching, he almost dismantled the classroom in anger.

Could it be that you run your own school because of God?

Has God become the biggest capitalist?

It wasn't until Thanksgiving, when Doug was eating the turkey that he had suffered inexplicably, but had a very wood taste, that he figured out one thing.

For him, who does not believe in God, he and the believer are fundamentally two different people.

Why were the American ancestors of the Mayflower able to raise their butcher's knives against the Indians without any pressure?

Because, they believe that their harvest is God's will, and the people they are grateful for are not Indians, but God.

Why should Doug be merciful to this species, which is bound to be a white-eyed wolf?

Even if the salaries he gave to the two priests were definitely not low, these two muddy brains might still think that it was not Doug who paid them, but God!

Since their faith is so devout, let them uphold this piety and go to heaven to meet the God on high.

Living in this world, Doug does not seek to enter the ethereal kingdom of God after death, he only values the present.

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