It was another late night, and Zhu Zilong, who was in front of the candlelight, threw the pen in his hand on the table.

Rubbing his wrist, he said, "That's pretty much it, in the future, I will follow my process to run a newspaper." Everyone has their own job, and that's pretty much it. If there is anything I don't understand, if I am out of town, I will send it over urgently to ask. ”

Wang Wei brought fragrant tea, put down the cup, and used a pair of jade hands to help Zhu Zilong massage and relax. Yang Wantong is making changes to the notes!

Think about your newspaper just opening and needing something different. Zhu Zilong also said that if he wants to serialize novels and stories in newspapers, he is using himself as an online author!

"Ah, does the master still write a script?" Yang Wan exclaimed in unison, and at first glance, he was a person who liked to read scripts and onlookers.

Quietly entering a room alone, Zhu Zilong took out the laptop and personal rechargeable printer from the Dragon Ball space.

It didn't take long for the entire "Dream of Red Mansions" to be printed.

Then, he returned to Yang Wantong and handed over "Dream of Red Mansions" to her. That's it, he didn't forget to write a sentence at the end of the article: "The content of this book is pure fiction, if there is any similarity, it is really a coincidence!" ”

Yang Wantong was fascinated by the Dream of Red Mansions all of a sudden.

Wang Wei stepped forward and asked her, "Sister, is she really so good-looking?" ”

Who knows, Yang Wan replied without raising his head: "Sister, don't make trouble, I see Zhengxing's head." ”

Good guys, this is a bookworm in no time.

This time, Wang Wei didn't agree, hugged Zhu Zilong and asked for a copy. Zhu Zilong pressed the twin peaks on her chest, and a sour feeling surged straight to her heart, and she ran back to print a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" very undisciplinedly and came back.

For the sake of XXOO's career, for the sake of the beautiful girls, after the festival of the Four Seas Longhou was shattered, they all began to mutate.

Needless to say, the two women quickly became addicted to the book and refused to stop when they returned to their rooms.

That night, Zhu Zilong suffered by himself.

I ended up in a miserable situation of being alone in an empty room and sleeping alone.

But it's okay, there are more than a hundred people in this palace, and they are also beautiful maids. In the middle of the night, Zhu Zilong called the maids over, and there was no best woman to accompany him, so let's use the quantity to make up for this shortcoming.

This night, quantity turned into quality, and Zhu Zilong, who took viagra, also struggled all night.

Even if it is the nature of the dragon to be lewd, but Comrade Zhu Zilong's discipline must now be found with a microscope. It's also a feeling of drunkenness!

This corrupt life is really jealous, oh no, it's to be criticized fiercely.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhu Zilong got up in a pile of bare-bottomed women. Hurry up and take a look, where are Wang Wei and Yang Wantong in front of the window, the book is lost on the ground, the candle has long been extinguished, and I haven't slept all night looking at the picture. I've been watching Dream of Red Mansions all night!

Zhu Zilong secretly complained in his heart, these female Wenqing are really at this rhythm.

During the day, he had to go out alone.

Let people arrange the content of the work, that is, to recruit some scholars who have not been admitted to the exam, and who are even more miserable, to be newspaper readers of their own newspapers.

Ten taels of silver per person per month!

In those years, there were too many illiterates, and there were relatively few people who were enthusiastic about reading newspapers for free. Zhu Zilong began to ask professional copycat reporters to help, taking the route of the common people, not the route of the upper class readers.

A group of down-and-out literati, who live a little money every month, live a tight life, and now there is such a good thing, there are more than 100 taels a year.

You can buy a house and a car, find a beautiful wife, and go to the peak of half of your life, will you be happy?

Within half a day, a large number of people who were not talented and literate came over without discipline and asked to commute to and from work at Zhu Zilong's new newspaper office.

Usually, I can help read each issue of my own newspaper for free in various places in Nanjing, and if I can write an article to the newspaper, there is also a bonus.

Such a good thing can be a higher level than being a teacher.

For down-and-out readers, those who have not been lifted in the middle of the lift, it is simply a good thing to be born with silver.

Note: Based on the price level of the Ming Dynasty. With a basic salary of more than 100 taels a year, plus writing some articles and gossip from time to time, these down-and-out scholars who help Zhu Zilong do things can only earn about three or four hundred taels a year.

Compared with the prices of modern 21st century, the value of silver has risen recently in the Ming Dynasty.

It is equivalent to the modern middle-class white-collar workers!

To say that they suddenly went from being destitute to earning about 100,000 yuan a year is not an exaggeration at all.

As long as it is a person, he knows who he wants to listen to and who he will follow in the future.

With the first batch, these newspaper employees helped the people finish reading the newspaper, and they also wrote a batch of articles and submitted them. Zhu Zilong personally went out to take a look!

After an hour, I finished reading the manuscript. Basically, it's not a big problem, it's all some anecdotes, but it's not white enough.

So, Zhu Zilong said to the staff: "You can use it, but tell them to write it more plainly next time." The people in the market are illiterate, and we need to hear how much they can understand. This newspaper is not only for literati and writers, but mainly for the people of the Ming Dynasty. ”

On the side, as the boss of the newspaper, Wang Wei and Yang Wantong, the second eldest, saw Zhu Zilong's handling in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

These two girls are now regarded as newspaper employees, of course, at the level of general managers. Zhu Zilong's monthly salary for them was 1,000 taels of silver!

The reason why there are so many is that the general manager's salary is normal, and the second is that they are their own women, so they have to be generous with their money.

A few days later.

Zhu Zilong thought about it again, it's okay for the newspaper to be called the Four Poster Agency, but there may be a problem with the newspaper being called that.

So, he revised his family's newspaper into "Daming Weekly" of the Four Poster Society!

Why is it called a weekly report?

Because, during the Ming Dynasty, the transportation was inconvenient, there was no telephone and television, and the time when the newspaper was sent to each city was not uniform.

Soon, among a group of down-and-out scholars who came to work as writers and reporters, Zhu Zilong selected a group of obedient and willing to run errands and endure hardships.

Give them a position similar to the editor-in-chief among these writers, and increase their salaries.

A few more days passed, in the morning, with a light rain.

On the streets of Nanjing, a large number of newsboys began to appear one after another, wandering in all directions.

These newspaper boys are all young people who Zhu Zilong is looking for after being introduced by others, and those whose families are living in poverty. Give them the same salary as adults, and ask for only one or two:

There is no restaurant in the city? Where there is a teahouse, where there is a green building, one by one must be remembered. Then send free newspapers to these places, and distribute them when you see them!

In order to ensure that these children can be delivered to various locations and other cities in time, there are also newspapers posted on the wall.

Zhu Zilong even arranged for a carriage to send these children around, and a local tyrant like him could waste money so much.

Watching a group of newsboys disappear into the morning in a carriage, Zhu Zilong's heart was also very worried. In order to take care of children who are farther away, this specially prepared carriage has many meanings, and selling people's hearts is one of them.

He has other ideas about the future of these children, leaving them alone now, giving them food and clothing, and then having them teach them to read and write every day. After a few years, when they grew up, they were qualified spies and copycat agents who inquired about intelligence.

Thinking about it this way, my newspaper can be regarded as a subordinate unit like the Central Bureau of Statistics and the Pentagon.

Hehe! -

(To be continued.) )