In the afternoon of the same day, the refreshed Mr. Zhao followed Wen Mianmian to the office building with the expectations of the whole family, and when he got out of the car, he was immediately stunned when he saw the long queue in front of the building.

"This is..."

"Why did you come here, old thing?" Before the words were spoken, Mr. Wei rushed out, stepped forward and pulled Mr. Zhao to go inside, "It's just in time, I'm too busy to get sick." ”

After taking two steps, he complained: "I said, why did you come alone, and you didn't pick two of your disciples?" ”

"Old man..."

"Forget it, I'll talk about it later, it's important to work."

The gate of the small building was busy, and Mr. Zhao was arranged to work before he could relax and officially took up his post.

Looking at this busy scene, Wen Mianmian not only did not relax, but felt more pressure, this was a business to drain the big scalper, she felt a little weak in her heart, and she didn't dare to relax at all.

The last member of the personnel recruitment general, she didn't dare to let people introduce at will, and she was going to sort out all the capable people in the hands of the big scalper tonight to see if she could get something.

Seeing that the sun was still early, I went to the newspaper hall again, and then went to the training hall where I was making preliminary preparations, and then went to the Bole training hall again, and it was dark when I returned home.

The gatehouse who had just entered the door came to Tongyu, and General Zhang came, and he had been waiting for a long time.

Where did Wen Mianmian dare to slack off, and went quickly.

At this time, General Zhang had already spoken to Hua Jingyun, and when he saw Wen Mianmian, he also mentioned the purpose of his visit again.

"The missing person notice newspaper was published, but there are too many people who have lost children in Kyoto, and two children have found their parents under the concerted efforts of the crowd, and the old man thinks about whether he can continue to publish it, first, the old man is also selfish, and wants to find the child's clues, and secondly, it is also to give hope to those who have lost their children."

This matter was a little difficult for Wen Mianmian, and Steward Lan had also mentioned this matter earlier, so he said it bluntly, "The reason why there were so many clues last time was because of the novelty, and because of the bounty. ”

"It is impossible for the yamen to provide bounties so unlimitedly, as for the newspaper, you also know, the limited positions in the newspaper are all counted as money, after all, there are so many to raise, and there is still money to be spent everywhere, and it is impossible for the newspaper to bear that part of the bounty."

"Without the bounty, the trail is almost gone."

What she said was the truth, after all, the birth of the newspaper was not originally for charity, not to mention making money, it is always necessary to preserve the capital.

What's more, I don't know how many children have lost in this Kyoto city for so many decades, if those people all rush to hope that the newspaper will help find them for free, she will not be able to hold on to it no matter how much money she has.

But how did General Zhang know that there were so many things, he only felt that Hua Jingyun was already rich and flowing, and with a sharp weapon like a newspaper in his hand, he should contribute to the people, instead of calculating the gains and losses.

"If not, the old man with the bounty will come out."

This is obviously angry words, and Wen Mianmian is not angry, "You can always think that the newspaper has no goods, just a few people, and you have made a lot of money earlier, and it is a little stingy to be entangled in this matter." ”

"You know, a newspaper is only a penny, so do you know how big a piece of paper you can buy at a bookstore for a penny?"

Wen Mianmian talked about her loss again, and then said: "I won't tell you that the newspaper is losing money when it opens, and it is only barely flat so far, in order to ensure that there is enough paper and can be printed on time, the newspaper is also bloody, how can outsiders look so bright." ”

Speaking of which, in the eyes of General Zhang, it is still a matter of money, but he still insists on paying for it himself, but this time he is not angry.

In desperation, Wen Mianmian could only make a suggestion, "I can let the newspaper publish a search notice for free, but I am not responsible for the distribution of the bounty, Grandpa Zhang, it's not that I'm stingy, you know the bounty hunter, the higher the price, the more real and better the clues you get, the better, if your family comes out, I'm afraid it won't last long." ”

"I suggest that you find a few more family members, and everyone can contribute funds together and discuss together."

"Otherwise, I'll still publish it for you for free, but make it clear that you can only pay for the news you need, so you can multiply and have a better chance of getting leads."

General Zhang hesitated, he had seen too many people who were miserable because of the loss of their children these days, so he naturally hoped that everyone could work together and help one more family, but he also had to face the reality, he didn't have much time to wait.

"You go up."

This is the last proposal that Wen Mianmian agreed.

Wen Mianmian nodded, and breathed a sigh of relief, "We discussed earlier that we would make a special issue of the newspaper to find children, but the printing workshop is no longer able to undertake it, and now the newspaper is doing its own printing workshop, and I will do such an issue after the smooth operation." ”

In this way, General Zhang nodded with satisfaction, and then dragged his somewhat tired body away.

Wen Mianmian sent him to the gate, and he felt sad when he saw his lonely back, is this just old and hopeless?

"Am I being too selfish?"

Hua Jingyun, who was standing beside her, held her hand tightly, "It's already good." ”

Not to mention the world, even the people in Kyoto City have no difficulties, and the newspaper can't help anyone, and the power is still too small.

The two turned around and went back to the house, what they didn't know was that just behind the rockery where Fang had just spoken to General Zhang, Tong'er was hiding there and listened to the conversation between the two clearly.

"I just told the nobleman about our leaving, and I didn't want to eavesdrop."

Tong'er's face was full of confusion, he felt that it was a little bad for their master and apprentice to eat nobles recently, use nobles, and hide from nobles.

"Master, do you say that Senior Brother Ming is really the grandson of that old General Zhang, that Old General Zhang I know, he was written in the newspaper earlier, he was very powerful, very tragic, his son died in battle, his daughter also died, his daughter-in-law also died, and the only grandson was returned."

"The newspapers say he's a hero."

Yuan Wudao's face sank like water, the influence of the newspaper was far greater than he imagined, if the bounty was high enough, no one would find anything, General Zhang was a respectable person, he knew that it was really against his heart, but he said that his nephew was only afraid that he would not be able to keep it, and the Taoist temple where he was located did not know when he would be able to see the light again.

If you don't say it, the nephew will find out the truth one day......

Ay... I can't imagine it.

"We'll leave in two days, you keep your mouth shut."

As he spoke, he was about to grind, and Tong'er raised his head and asked, "Master, do you want to report the news from your uncle?"

Daoist Yuan Wu was very helpless, "Tong'er, that's not what the words 'ventilation report' say. ”

Tong'er opened innocent eyes, and he felt that the master was reporting the news.