Zhilin laughed, "Don't be too happy, don't say he's your nephew, what is the identity of our grandfather?" What's there to be happy about stinking a one-year-old kid? ”

Xuan Hongbo smiled and said: "That is, no matter how powerful the little kid is, that is also a little grandson monkey, no matter how powerful he is, he can't turn the palm of your Lord Zhilin's hand, right?" ”

Zhilin smiled and nodded, "This time it's finally a bad breath these days!" Tomorrow, I will find a few more people to scold with those students, and lead everyone to the prefect's yamen to scold, so that the Tianjin prefect must go to the court and take away the child's qualification for the government examination. ”

Xuan Hongbo smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I'll find a few more people tomorrow, and now it's a matter of course, with you arching behind, does he dare not play the imperial court in Tianjin?" Hahaha......"

The more Zhilin and Xuan Hongbo talked, the happier they became, and they laughed in unison, and they didn't feel that winning a child was not worth being overly happy about.

Tianjin Prefect Yamen.

The yamen of the Tianjin prefect was blocked by the students and scolded for three days in a row, because of the large number of people, the officials could not disperse.

On the third day, the prefect decided to write a submission to report the matter to the Zhili Yamen first.

The Tianjin prefect has just finished writing, and there is no sound outside.

The Tianjin prefect asked the master strangely: "What's the matter?" ”

The master was also puzzled, "Don't worry, let me go and have a look first." ”

After a while, the master returned, holding a newspaper in his hand. "It's this newspaper, this newspaper is full of articles that speak for Xuan Yuemeng, and when the students saw the newspaper, they went home to pick up the article, ready to refute it with the newspaper."

The prefect took a look and nodded, "It's actually a newspaper with the words of the Great Qing Kingdom?" Do we have a newspaper in the Qing Dynasty? ”

The master smiled: "This must be the newspaper that Xuan Yuemeng is looking for someone to publish." This kid is rich and powerful, and it is said that there are foreigners behind him, adult, let's wait and see. Adult, this Xuan Yuemeng is not an ordinary child, if you run a newspaper. If this kid comes up with it, then this kid is too terrible, we don't need to make more enemies, officialdom pays attention to everything. ”

The prefect nodded, and frowned again, "But Lord Zhilin has already sent someone to ask about Xuanyue Mengfu's qualifications for the list three times and twice?" How do we explain it? ”

Master nodded, "Let's report it, but your submission is still a little more tactful." Don't say anything about the people below making trouble, just hand over a sticky note, just explain it to the Zhili Yamen, and we won't show any attitude. In my opinion, let's not report it in the form of an official document first. If Lord Zhilin sends someone to inquire again, let's say that it has been reported to the Governor of Zhili's Yamen, let's take a look at the attitude of the Governor of Zhili's Yamen first. as well. ”

The prefect smiled and handed the pen to the master, "Okay." It's still you, I think I'm sick again in the past few days, and this Tianjin prefect is not easy to do. ”

The master smiled and took the brush in the prefect's hand, thinking about the ink.

High-end teahouse in Tianjin.

After reading the Huacui Evening News, Zhilin was so angry that he tore to shreds! "Is this kid really the reincarnation of a monster? Why are there so many big people, why are there so many ghost ideas? No matter how many pens the students have. It's no match for the amount of newspaper circulation! This is all articles that speak for Xuan Yuemeng, saying that the readers are jealous of him, making something out of nothing, if this newspaper is distributed everywhere, then public opinion will be pulled back by him all of a sudden! He also helped the little ghost head and Klinsmann to become famous! It's not okay. Absolutely not! ”

Xuan Hongbo wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Isn't it just the reincarnation of a monster?" I said that this little ghost didn't move for three days, and actually made a newspaper, which is fast enough. ”

Zhilin rubbed his temples, "My brain is very messy now, this little ghost is indeed a demon, it's too powerful!" You say, what are we going to do now? Just watching them put the newspaper up? This newspaper is really powerful, let's not talk about the government test now, this is a trivial matter after all, if this little ghost is so messed with, he is likely to occupy the mouthpiece of the people! It's terrible! You say, why didn't we think of getting a newspaper out in the first place? This little ghost, is it a fairy descending to earth? ”

Xuan Hongbo slapped his thigh, "Yes, is it still Lord Zhilin, do you have many methods?" Your words woke me up, let's start a newspaper too! He can do it, why can't we do it? ”

Zhilin shook his head, "What you said lightly, I just said it casually, that little ghost has the support of a foreign company behind him, they must have been preparing to start a newspaper a long time ago, let's go to a foreign country in a hurry to buy equipment?" By the time we bought the equipment, the newspaper had already gained a firm foothold! Alas...... One wrong step, step by step can't keep up! ”

Xuan Hongbo poured a cup of tea for Zhilin, "My lord, don't worry, there is a foreign bank behind him, and there is a consulate behind us!" Aren't you good friends with the British consul Wittoma and the French consul Loshua? ”

Zhilin nodded, "Say, go on, my brain is very messed up now!" If you have anything to say, just say it. ”

Xuan Hongbo smiled and nodded, "My lord, don't the British also run a newspaper?" It's been a year or two! That level must be stronger than this fledgling Huacui Evening News, why don't we make a Chinese-language newspaper on the basis of a foreigner's newspaper? What he says, let's say anything, let's talk against him, can this kid Xuan Yuemeng beat foreigners? If he really provokes the foreigner, he will die! I think it's a business matter, and it's better not to use hard means casually. ”

Zhilin stood up laughing and patted Xuan Hongbo on the shoulder, "Okay, Hongbo, I can see that you are sincere with me, don't worry, when I bring down your nephew, I will cover you with a five-grade real shortage!" ”

Xuan Hongbo was overjoyed and bowed his hand: "Thank you for your cultivation!" ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, sweeping away the haze just now!

On the same day, Zhilin visited the British consul Wei Toma, the chief of customs and taxation Hurd, the Xingtai Xing foreign firm McMauff, and the French consul Luo Shua, and they gave Zhilin great help, listened to Zhilin's request, did not harm his own interests, and could also help the British and French concession businessmen expand their financial business in China, and immediately agreed to help Zhilin run a Chinese-language newspaper.

Zhilin even thought of a name, so he called it the Chinese Morning Post, which was specially aimed at Xuan Yuemeng's Huacui Evening News.

Another day.

American Concession Open Garden.

Xuan Yuemeng got up early in the morning, in a cute mood, sitting on a high chair, held by Zhao Qingluo, reading the newspaper, this has become a thing he must do every day.

The two of them smiled and pointed, commenting on the news in the newspaper.

Zhao Qingluo's cultural foundation is good, because Zhao Qingluo's family background is also a scholarly family, not to mention relying on the strength of Xiucai, there is no problem in being a child anyway.

Zhao Qingluo pointed to the pagination column the size of a small tofu cube in the newspaper: "Look, there are still jokes here?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng laughed, "This is what I came up with, the newspaper should be diversified, not too rigid, advertising, short stories, classified columns, we are more professional than the newspapers in the British Concession!" It's just just getting started, and the print quality is a little worse than theirs. ”

Zhao Qingluo nodded, "Yes, we have to set up a paper mill as soon as possible, foreigners' paper is imported from abroad, if we are the same as foreigners, the cost is too high!" You can only use local soil paper to top it first. ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "Yes, paper is a problem, you have to think of ways to improve it." ”

Zhao Qingluo snorted and said with a smile: "It's not very difficult to run a paper mill, and I understand a little bit now, as long as it doesn't require too much materials and equipment, it's not too difficult." ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled and patted Zhao Qingluo's hand, how much effort is this? Zhao Qingluo can already analyze the problem by himself, which makes him very pleased, he can't manage such a large foreign bank by himself, he must have a strong team.

Xuan Dali hurriedly came over with the Chinese morning newspaper run by Zhilin, "Young master, it's not good, something big happened, Zhilin and Xuan Hongbo also ran a newspaper!" ”

Xuan Yuemeng frowned, and then smiled: "This is a fight with us!" These people are witty enough. ”

Zhao Qingluo looked at the Chinese morning newspaper nervously, "When is it?" Do you still have the heart to joke? We run this newspaper, we are losing money every day, and now the newspaper run by Zhilin is similar to ours, how many readers in Zhili can read the newspaper, and how many readers can buy the newspaper? ”

Xuan Yuemeng said calmly: "I have roughly estimated that a newspaper is at the top of selling 300,000 copies in Zhili, which is almost impossible, and the possible situation is about 250,000 copies, so it is already full!" If the promotion is in place, if there is only one newspaper, each issue can sell 100,000 copies, which is already a very good result! Now that there is an extra newspaper, it is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Zhao Qingluo was puzzled: "It's not a bad thing, isn't it?" Isn't it nice that there was just us? ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled slightly: "If there is only one of us, there is no comparison, there is no high and low." It's to let everyone see which one looks good. ”

Zhao Qingluo sighed softly, "You, always so optimistic?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng is not optimistic, she is purely a swollen face and a fat man.

In fact, he was scared to death, he was now purely walking a tightrope, he had too many projects on this occasion, more than three million had been invested in this month's budget, and he couldn't even mix it at the end of the month, he originally planned to rely on the media to spread the market, open the market, and make money with products, so he barely managed to break even, but he didn't expect Zhilin to be so ruthless and actually copy his model, which is too shameless to follow the trend, right?

Zhilin is very likely to be able to cut off the small tree of Xuan Yuemeng in a lump. (To be continued.) )