Chapter 10: The Cold War and the Beginning of the Counterattack
Long Shaoxi sneered, "Are you really so lonely that you can't bear it?"
An Ruoqiu blocked her heart in one breath, and she sneered, "Whatever you say, anyway, if you don't believe my words, it's useless for me to explain." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
After An Ruoqiu finished speaking, she got into the quilt and slew.
Long Shaoxi was silent for a long time, and finally went to wash up and fell asleep, as if nothing had happened between the two.
When An Ruoqiu woke up in the morning, Long Shaoxi had already left, no longer waiting for her to wake up every day like some time ago, and no longer taking care of her so meticulously.
An Ruoqiu said to herself in frustration, "You also said that you want to be good to me, and you won't believe me so soon." β
The servants came in with newspapers and breakfast.
The headlines of the newspaper were still about her and Yuan Zichu, and An Ruoqiu couldn't help but be depressed when she saw it, "What's going on with this news agency?
"Madame doesn't bother with that. The maid said comfortingly.
"You go and buy me all the recent newspapers. An Ruoqiu said.
"Yes. The maid said.
It didn't take long for the maid to buy all the recent newspapers from the newspaper.
An Ruoqiu took the newspapers and read them one by one, and found out all the newspapers that had reported her scandals, and she found that there were many newspapers that reported on the incident between her and Yuan Zichu, but none of them reported like this Shanghai Morning Post every day, as if they had a grudge against her, it seemed that they intended to smear her and would not stop if they didn't make her reputation stink, and this Shanghai Morning Post was one of the most influential news magazines, and under its leadership, there were also other reports that followed the trend, and the matter between her and Yuan Zichu was like a snowballγ
"You tell me where these newspapers are. An Ruoqiu said.
The maid told An Ruoqiu the addresses of these newspapers, and she wrote them down one by one with pen and paper.
An Ruoqiu also asked the housekeeper and some servants who were very familiar with Shanghai to inquire about some matters in Shanghai during the 14th year of the Republic of China, such as how many newspapers there were.
Long Shaoxi came back very late at night, and An Ruoqiu lay down and pretended to sleep when she heard his footsteps.
However, Long Shaoxi fell asleep after entering the house, and she and he returned to the original state of zero communication.
An Ruoqiu bit her lower lip and closed her eyes to sleep.
Early the next morning, when An Ruoqiu woke up, she still didn't see Long Shaoxi, she asked the villa for a man's clothes to change, and also asked the bodyguards to change into ordinary clothes.
An Ruoqiu went out with a group of bodyguards, and with the experience of the last time, she was in a lively position even if she was dressed up in disguise this time.
Oriental Press is located in the center of Shanghai, just a street away from the Shanghai Morning Post, and there is a consultation room and a stairwell at the entrance, but this consultation room is vacant, so no one stops or even asks when they enter.
An Ruoqiu went directly to the office on the third floor, and the staff in the office was also withered, and there was not even a person to work.
An Ruoqiu asked the bodyguards to stay at the door, and walked into the office to check, only the sound of turning pages came from the editor-in-chief's room, and a man in his twentieth and seventeenth with glasses was working with his head.
An Ruoqiu stood at the door and asked, "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb." β
The man raised his head and lifted his glasses, his eyebrows were thick as ink, and his facial features were three-dimensional and hard, very handsome, but there were some faint wrinkles between his eyebrows.
He frowned involuntarily, "Who are you?"
"I'd like to talk to your editor-in-chief. An Ruoqiu said.
"I am. The man said.
An Ruoqiu smiled lightly, "It turns out that you are the editor-in-chief of Tan Ji, so can I occupy your time?"
In the lounge, Tan Ji sat opposite An Ruoqiu, "Can you tell me who you are?"
"An Ruoqiu. β
Tan Ji was surprised, "It turned out to be the commander's wife." He softened his tone and smiled, "I wonder what the Commander's wife wants to talk to me about?"
"You know me?" An Ruoqiu asked.
"Probably no one hasn't known you lately. Tan Ji said, "You make headlines every day." β
"Yes. An Ruoqiu remembered those reports and said, "I'm actually here for this." β
Tan Ji said with a smile, "If you want our newspaper to help you wash your name, it may disappoint you, you also saw it when you came in our newspaper, our newspaper is very depressed now." He paused and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, now I'm the only one in the entire Oriental News office, Tan Ji." β
"I know that your Oriental Newspaper used to be the largest and hottest newspaper in Shanghai, but then it became like this because it failed to compete with Shanghai Morning Post and was suppressed by the other party. An Ruoqiu said.
Tan Ji said calmly and calmly, "As you said, I don't have the ability to help you." β
"What if I said I could help bring the Oriental News back to life?" An Ruoqiu asked.
Tan Ji was shocked when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "Impossible." β
"Nothing is impossible. An Ruoqiu smiled, "Nothing is absolutely impossible. β
Tan Ji didn't speak.
An Ruoqiu said, "Now if I buy your newspaper, how much will it cost?"
Tan Ji raised his eyes to look at An Ruoqiu, "If you can bring the Oriental Press back to life, the Oriental Press can give it to you." β
An Ruoqiu heard this and said, "Then you don't have to ......."
When An Ruoqiu came out of the Oriental Newspaper office, it was already evening, she found a restaurant to have a meal and then went home, and when she returned to the villa, it was already dark.
The villa is still quiet, and you can hear it clearly when a needle falls on the ground.
An Ruoqiu changed her shoes and went upstairs, her footsteps on the stairs were very clear and lonely, and she went to bed after returning to the house and washing up.
As soon as she lay down, the door was pushed open, and she didn't need to look to know that it was Long Shaoxi.
Long Shaoxi also went to bed after washing, but he still didn't say a word, treating her completely as air.
An Ruoqiu felt very uncomfortable, so she couldn't bear not to talk to him.
As soon as it was dawn, An Ruoqiu got up, and Long Shaoxi still left very early before she woke up.
An Ruoqiu got up and washed, took the bodyguard to change her outfit and went out to the Oriental Newspaper office.
Tan Ji sorted out the information of all the newspapers in Shanghai and the information of the person in charge.
An Ruoqiu read them one by one, and couldn't help but praise, "Yes, I think such detailed information can't be done by anyone." She thinks there is a reason for the past glory of the Oriental Newspaper, "I need these things." β