In a rural area like Guantang, the office and printing plant of Qiushi Press, which had been the most popular newspaper business recently, was located nearby.
" Morning, Chief Editor." Zhang Li, the text editor, knocked on the door and walked into Song Jinglun's office. He placed a draft paper in front of Song Jinglun and yawned." This is the content for 'A Night of Spring in a Small Building' to be published tomorrow. It was done last night. I'll send it to be typed after you're done reviewing it.”
Song Jinglun picked up the paper and read it briefly before nodding.""You can. I trust your standards.”
Zhang Li grinned. He took the piece of paper from Song Jinglun but did not leave immediately. Instead, he pulled a chair over and sat down."I went to the factory just now. Wayne, who is in charge of printing, told me that the sales of the newspaper have exceeded 30,000 copies in the past two days. He also said that you asked him to print 20,000 more copies.”
Song Jinglun looked up at Zhang Li and waved the report in his hand.""Yesterday, the 30,000 copies were distributed at four in the morning. At 12:30 in the afternoon, some newspaper owners came to ask for more copies. They didn't receive a single recycled newspaper.”
"The shop owner is really amazing to be able to make such a big newspaper in such an environment.”Zhang Li sighed and smiled." At this rate, I reckon that in a few days, even a big newspaper like Ta Kung Pao will be suppressed by us.”
Song Jinglun smiled and put the report in the drawer. He said,""Idiot! Is this your first day working on a newspaper? There's big news outside now, and we just happened to catch it. That's why we're able to attract the readers 'attention. When this matter subsides, the sales will definitely drop.”
"Speaking of which, I have to thank that Russian strongman for coming to Xiang Xiang Lane for no reason and shamelessly boasting about challenging all the martial artists in Hong Kong.”
Zhang Li yawned, rubbed his nose, and continued,""I heard that seven or eight newspapers are trying to get this Russian strongman out. They want to do an interview with him like we did. Who knew when they would find it. But I hope they can't find it, so as not to affect our sales.”
"It would be a miracle if I could find him. Even I don't know where he is.”Song Jinglun could not help but laugh when he heard Zhang Li say that several newspapers were looking for the so-called Russian Hercules.
Song Jinglun hid the smile in his eyes as he flipped through the papers on the table. Then, he looked up at Zhang Li and said,""By the way, I asked you to find some time to talk about the advertising space for 'A Night of Spring in a Small Building.' How's it going?”
Zhang Li crossed his legs and rubbed his chin."I didn't even dare to think about advertising a nightclub in the newspaper in the past, but the newspapers have been selling well these few days.
One of them even invited me over to play last night. The draft you read just now was written after I personally experienced their service. You can tell from my listlessness today.”
"Experience it personally? What do you mean?" Song Jinglun was stunned for a moment and did not understand the meaning behind it.
Zhang Li revealed a lewd smile. He reached out with both hands in front of his body and made a forward movement." It means literally, you know."”
If Song Jinglun still did not understand what Zhang Li was talking about, he would be a waste of his manhood.
Seeing Zhang Li's smug look, Song Jinglun said angrily,""I really admire you. I asked you to talk about an advertisement, and you were able to comfort your little brother.”
Zhang Li took a cigarette and threw it into his mouth, then tossed another one to Song Jinglun. He lowered his head and lit a match."Zhang Ailing once said,'The way to a woman's heart is through…' I want to say that words that touch the soul often need to be tried and experienced by oneself before they can be written.
Tomorrow's column will be the proudest one I've ever written. To be honest with you, I'm liking my job more and more now.”
"Qiushi Daily is a daily journal. I advise you to prepare a bottle of medicinal wine first and soak it in more medicinal wine that can strengthen your body.”Song Jinglun shook his head and said,""But since there are nightclubs looking for you to discuss advertising, I'll discuss it with you when I'm free. In the future, the column might earn more money than the newspaper itself.”
Zhang Li had a cigarette in his mouth as he said with his eyes wide open,"Hey, I've already sacrificed my looks. Isn't this called putting in effort?”
……
After Zhang Li left, Song Jinglun sat alone in the office and flipped through the few pieces of paper on the table. He recalled what had happened in the past two days and leaned back in his chair with a long sigh.
Now, all the newspapers in Fragrance Alley knew that the news of the Russian strongman going south to Fragrance Alley was at its peak. Even the mainstream newspapers had turned their attention to it, but who would have thought that this matter was all written by Liu Sheng?
First, he deliberately leaked the news to the tabloids that never knew whether the news was true or false. When the momentum was slightly raised, he immediately made a so-called interview.
He even threw out a 10,000 Hong Kong dollar bonus to detonate the fishing vessel, allowing Qiushi Bao to attract the attention of readers and win cheers at the same time.
The Russian strongman who defeated the nine martial arts experts of Nanyang?
There was no such thing as a "Russian Hercules". It was just a relatively strong Russian Ghossamer that Liu Jun had asked the Heavenly Water Hall to find.
Yesterday, after receiving a sum of money, the other party had already boarded a plane back to China. Even if the other newspapers flipped the entire Fragrance Alley upside down, it was impossible to find the so-called Russian strongman, Contel II.
Qiushi Bao wasn't the first to use fake news to attract readers, and it wouldn't be the last. However, to be able to use fake news to attract the attention of the entire territory, Qiushi Bao could be said to have done its best.
Taking out a key from his undershirt, Song Jinglun opened a locked cabinet at his feet and took out three pieces of draft paper from the cabinet. On them were reports that had been written in advance.
"The last three pieces of paper will determine how many readers will be attracted to the Russian Hercules.”Song Jinglun held three pieces of paper in his hand. Liu Jun's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind. He could not help but take a deep breath and sigh."Every move was calculated clearly. How sharp!”
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