Ruan Mingchuan didn't sleep all night. He is a senior newspaperman, Shao Piaoping's descendant disciple, but he is a fortune with entertainment articles, good at writing lace news, writing political essays is slightly less coquettish, writing this kind of travelogue articles with a strong subjective color is his strength, after reading it himself, he feels that his blood is full of blood, and the whole person is on fire.

Early the next morning, the red-eyed Ruan Da reporter went out of Chen's house and called a tricycle to go straight to the newspaper office, the newspaper he worked for was called the Yudu Evening News, which was a little-known tabloid with a circulation of only a few thousand copies.

Ruan Mingchuan hurried to the club, and asked people to quickly wash the photos, typeset and print, double and reprint, the boss was not at ease and said: "Old Ruan, can you do it?" ”

"I've been working in newspapers for many years, and I'll print it!" Ruan Mingchuan patted his thigh and said.

Even if he swore a promise, the boss still didn't dare to go all out, the price of white newspapers in these years was scary, in case he couldn't sell it and return it if he printed too much, he could only make it into pulp, and the loss would be big, so he secretly asked people to only print a thousand copies.

In the evening, the streets of Chongqing resounded with the shouts of the newsboys: "Sell newspapers and sell newspapers, watch the Flying Tigers show their strength again, and the flying generals will capture the flag!" ”

A man bought a newspaper casually, stood on the side of the road and looked at it twice, and was immediately attracted to it, and he couldn't walk on the road.

In the Yudu Evening News Office, the phone rang suddenly, and it was a strange man: "Is there any newspaper for tonight?" I'd like to buy a few more. ”

The editor replied, "I'm sorry, but the newspaper only has archives. ”

As soon as I put down the phone, the bell rang again, and I still had to buy the newspaper when I picked it up, and the phone did not stop within an hour, and I was overwhelmed, and the editors were happy and regretful, and they knew that they would print a special edition and sell it for more money.

Ruan Mingchuan smugly with a pipe in his mouth: "I'll just say, this news is absolutely shocking." ”

There was the sound of a car opening and closing the door outside, and a well-dressed man walked in and said politely: "Hello, I am a staff member in Mr. Soong Ching Ling's office, Mr. Song Qingling wants to collect tonight's newspaper, can you provide a few copies." ”

The boss's voice trembled: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Xiao Li, bring the archived newspaper." ”

Ruan Mingchuan also jumped up from the recliner: "I have the original photos here, I can develop some and give them to Mr. Song Qingling." ”

The man smiled and said: "That's better, Sir really wants to know about the situation on the front line, the content published in your newspaper is exactly what the people like to see, Sir entrusted me to convey to you, I hope to make persistent efforts to write better reports on the Anti-Japanese War." ”

After the people left, the newspaper office was boiling, and the boss hugged Ruan Mingchuan three times, and asked excitedly: "Old Ruan, I know that your sword is not old!" Can you still write a serial? ”

Ruan Mingchuan said: "Then it depends on whether the salary you give me is enough." ”

The boss said: "What kind of wages are you talking about, the shares of the newspaper will give you 30%, let's work together to make the Yudu Evening News the first evening newspaper in the capital!" ”

The newspaper bought paper overnight for printing, and Ruan Mingchuan wrote another manuscript with different photos, preparing to publish a special issue tomorrow, and he also came up with an idea, because the quality of ordinary newspaper printed photos is extremely poor, it is better to buy some coated paper to print into a beautiful special issue, sell it at a high price, and then present it to celebrities from all walks of life in Chongqing, so as to make a name for the newspaper.

Ruan Mingchuan is worthy of being a veteran of the newspaper industry, and the obscure Yudu Evening News became popular all the way, and the momentum was close to that of the Central Daily.

The most embarrassing thing is that when General Fei's article on General Fei's capture of the flag in the Yudu Evening News was shining, a news item was published in a corner of the Central Daily, saying that Chen Zikun, deputy commander-in-chief of the Third Theater of Operations, had retired from active duty, been relieved of his post, and transferred to the reserve force due to health reasons.

The comparison of the two pieces of news is simply a living slap in the face.

The officialdom was dark, Chen Zikun offended Kong Xiangxi and fell out of favor with Chiang Kai-shek, and the high-level people tacitly understood this matter and no one mentioned it, but the grassroots people did not understand these unspoken rules, and they all cried out for Chen Zikun, and public opinion was in an uproar for a while.

Xinhua Daily, which presided over the newspaper, was the most energetic, and the newspaper published a commentator's article saying: "...... We can't help but ask, who allowed such a good general to retire in the prime of his life? What kind of shady and trading is behind this matter? The people have the right to know the truth......"

……

Chiang Kai-shek's official residence, the official in charge of news censorship stood tremblingly, accepting the chairman's reprimand, and a copy of the Yudu Evening News was thrown in front of him: "See for yourself, how to close it?" ”

"Commissioner, the report on the Flying Tigers, everything comes first, this is your instruction."

"Bastard, is Chen Zikun a Flying Tiger!"

"Yes, yes, this is the seizure of the Yudu Evening News."

"Forget it, public opinion has come out, and the closure of the newspaper office now is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, I just want to warn you about the importance of news control, don't be exploited by people with ulterior motives."

"Yes yes yes ......"

After sending away the news control officials, He Yingqin walked in and said in a low voice: "Commission, the battle situation in the northern part of Jiangdong Province has changed, and Chen Qilin's army has been wiped out. ”

Chiang Kai-shek was shocked: "When did it happen?" ”

He Yingqin said: "I sent you a report three days ago, when Chen Qilin won several battles in a row, I felt that something was wrong, but I didn't expect that it was a plan to lure the enemy into the depths. ”

Chiang Kai-shek patted his head, couldn't think of having read this report, and immediately became furious, and brought the staff of the attendant room for a long time. ”

It turned out that it was not lost by the attendants, but by the niece as a paper airplane, Chiang Kai-shek couldn't get out of the evil fire, so he could only wave his hand to let them out, He Yingqin still stood solemnly, waiting for the commission.

Chiang Kai-shek walked back and forth a few steps, and suddenly said, "Jingzhi, what do you think?" ”

He Yingqin said: "** cunning, Qilin first arrived in Jiangbei, eager to win, and it is reasonable to win the plan, but I am afraid of ......"

"Say!"

"I'm afraid that there is a plan in the plan, Chen Zikun has always been cunning, maybe there is already a tacit understanding between him and **, and he used this trick to force the commission to reactivate him."

"Humph!" Chiang Kai-shek was furious, "What a Chen Kunwu, he actually played tricks with me, the more he does this, the more I don't use him, let him be a cold bench for the rest of his life, respectfully, the air force must also strengthen discipline, especially the airport guards, and can't put anyone in." ”

"Yes!" He Yingqin gave a military salute.

……

Yudu Evening News was not seized, but it was impossible to buy paper, even if it cost a high price, it could not be bought, the editor-in-chief Ruan Mingchuan was beaten by a thief on the night road home, fortunately it was discovered by passers-by in time, and there was no worry about his life, but at least he had to rest for ten days and half a month.

Chen Zikun went to the hospital to visit Ruan Mingchuan, there were more than a dozen patients lying in the Chase cabin ward, and the corridor was also full of people, the winter in Chongqing was extremely cold, and many people died in the hospital every day, Ruan Mingchuan's complexion was very bad, and he said indignantly: "What the world! The Kuomintang is not as good as the Beiyang warlords, when Cao Kun bribed the election, our press scolded him for being a bloody head, and the warlords did not dare to seize the newspapers, although they are big and coarse, they also know that the press is free, the freedom of public opinion, now it's good, the Kuomintang press censors, the management is called a fine, not allowed to say corruption, not allowed to mention **, not allowed to say *** good words, but fuck you guys do something good so that we can boast about it! ”

After venting, Ruan Mingchuan's mood improved a lot, and said: "The newspaper can't buy white newspapers, it's going to go out of business, and I can't pay my hospitalization fees, Lao Chen, this matter started because of you, you have to help me." ”

Chen Zikun took out a stack of US dollars and said: "You also have a share in the fight against Japan that day, this is what you deserve, a thousand US dollars." ”

One thousand dollars is an astronomical amount, but Ruan Mingchuan shook his head: "It's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, how long can you eat if you give me money?" I'm a newspaper and a journalist, and if I don't do this, it's tantamount to torturing me. ”

Chen Zikun said: "The Yudu Evening News must have collapsed, I have a way out, I don't know if you have the courage to go?" ”

Ruan Mingchuan said: "When is this, you still ask this, say it quickly." ”

Chen Zikun said: "I know someone from the Eighth Route Army Office in Chongqing, and I can introduce you to the Chongqing reporter station of Xinhua Daily. ”

Ruan Mingchuan slapped his thigh: "It's done!" Xinhua Daily dares to tell the truth, I like it! ”

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When Chen Zikun returned home, he saw a dusty person sitting in the living room, it was Su Qingyan, it turned out that after the fall of the concession, he rushed to Chongqing and walked for more than a month to get to the place.

Su Qingyan introduced the situation in Shanghai, after the Japanese army was stationed in the British and American concessions, they did not go on a killing spree as imagined, but forbade the 76th to mess around, the security of the concession was better than before, Li Yaoting and Mu Yichen were protected by the imperial organs, business was carried out as usual, and everything was safe.

He also brought bad news, Chen Qilin led his troops to fight fiercely with the Daqingshan Detachment of the Eighth Route Army, and the two sides had torn their faces, I don't know if it was another Huangqiao Incident or the Southern Anhui Incident.

Chen Zikun said: "I can't reach the whip, no matter what they are, I'll give you the wind and dust today, the restaurant outside is too spicy, let's eat at home." ”

Sent someone to call Yan Su, Xue Bin and others, everyone drank and talked happily, and was drinking, Chen Zikun said: "Go back and introduce you to my son, he has returned from the United States, and now he is a second lieutenant pilot of the Flying Tigers, who is better than me, let him meet you uncles and uncles." ”

Everyone said yes, and Chen Zikun shouted outside: "Why hasn't Xiaobei come yet?" ”

Xia Xiaoqing said: "Wait a minute, maybe there is an urgent task." ”

Chen Bei did not have an urgent mission, but was delayed by the incident halfway, he drove a jeep past a road, heard a woman's cry for help, jumped out of the car and went over to see that a group of hooligans were surrounding a woman, and this woman was Lisa, the waitress of the Air Force Club.

"Let her go!" Chen Zikun let out a loud shout and pressed the pistol on his waist.

A guy with a greasy face and a gauze face took out a dagger and put it on Lisa's neck, and said with a hideous smile: "The surname Chen, aren't you very pitiful and cherish the jade, and if you want her to live, put the gun down." ”

The surrounding helpers also shouted: "You melon baby don't drop the gun yet!" ”

Chen Bei sneered, slowly closed the insurance, put the pistol on the ground, and asked, "Say, who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Scarface said: "You are really a noble person who forgets things, and you forgot it so quickly?" That day at the club, your father and son were very majestic. ”

Chen Bei suddenly realized that this kid was the most severely beaten that day.

"The Flying Tigers are amazing, huh? The master will abolish you today, so that you will never be able to fly a plane again! The scar-faced boy shouted, seeing that Chen Bei's eyes flashed fiercely, and added: "Don't move, if you move, this chick will die." ”

"Don't! You go! Lisa shouted hoarsely.

Chen Bei didn't flinch, and several thugs came over and sneered: "Boy, I'm sorry." As he spoke, he held him down, spread his right hand flat on the ground, and a thug with a big shoulder and a round waist picked up the hammer, turned his head and asked, "Young Master Tang, is it smashed one by one, or is it smashed whole?" ”