Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 253 Yuan Wu Dao is full of entanglements
In the afternoon of that day, Mr. Zhao, who was refreshed, followed Wen Mianmian to the office building with the expectations of the whole family. When he got off the car and saw the long queue in front of the building, he was immediately stunned.

"This is."

"Why did you come here, you old man." Before the words could be said, Elder Wei rushed out, and pulled Mr. Zhao to go inside, "It's just in time, I'm so busy and dizzy."

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

"Old man"

"Forget it, let's talk about it later, work is important."

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

Seeing this busy scene, Wen Mianmian not only did not relax, but felt even more pressure. This was a business that would take out the big scalpers. She felt a little guilty and dared not relax at all.

The last member, who is in charge of personnel recruitment, dare not be introduced casually, and plans to sort out all the capable people in the hands of Big Scalper tonight to see if there is any gain.

Seeing that the sun was still early, I went to the newspaper office again, and then went to the training hall where the preliminary preparations were being made, and then went to the Bole training hall, and it was dark when I returned to the house.

The concierge who had just entered the door came to report that Old General Zhang had arrived and had been waiting for a long time.

Wen Mianmian didn't dare to be negligent, and went quickly.

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

"There was only one issue of the missing person notice published in the newspaper, but there are too many families in Kyoto who lost their children. With the efforts of everyone, two children have found their parents. I wonder if I can continue to publish it. I also have selfish intentions. I want to find clues about the child, and secondly, I want to give hope to those who lost their children."

This matter is a bit embarrassing for Wen Mianmian. Manager Lan also mentioned this matter earlier, so he said it bluntly, "The reason why so many clues came last time is because it is novelty, and secondly I came here for the bounty."

"It is impossible for the yamen to provide such unlimited bounties all the time. As for the newspaper office, you know that the limited positions in the newspaper are all calculated for money. After all, there are so many to support, and money is required everywhere, so the newspaper office It is impossible to bear that part of the bounty."

"Without the bounty, the clues are almost gone."

What she said was the truth. After all, the newspaper was not born for charity. Not to mention making money, it is always necessary to preserve capital.

What's more, there are so many people who have lost their children in the capital city for so many decades. If those people come forward and hope that the newspaper office will help them find them for free, she will not be able to support them no matter how much money they have.

But Old General Zhang didn't know much about this, he just felt that Huajingyun was already rich, and holding a sharp weapon like a newspaper in his hand, he should do his best for the people instead of worrying about gains and losses.

"If it doesn't work, then the bounty silver old man will come and pay."

This was obviously out of anger, and Wen Mianmian was not angry, "You always feel that the newspaper office doesn't have much goods, you only support a few people, and you made a lot of money earlier, so it's a bit stingy to be entangled in this matter. "

"You know, a newspaper costs a penny, so do you know how much paper you can buy in a bookstore with a penny?"

Wen Mianmian talked about her losing money again, and then said: "To tell you the truth, the newspaper has been losing money since it opened, and so far it's barely even. In order to ensure that there is enough paper and that it can be printed on time, The newspaper office has also spent a lot of money, how can outsiders look so glamorous."

After all, in the eyes of General Zhang, it was still a matter of money, but he still insisted on paying for it himself, but this time he lost his anger.

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

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

"If not, I will still publish it for you for free, but I have stated that I can only pay for the news you need, so that you can increase the price and the possibility of getting leads is even greater."

Old General Zhang hesitated. He has seen too many people who have lost their children and lived in distress. Naturally, he hopes that everyone can be together and help a family. But he also has to face the reality. He has no Too much time to wait.

"You increase the size."

This was to agree to Wen Mianmian's last proposal.

Wen Mianmian nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief, "We discussed earlier that we would specialize in a newspaper about finding children, but the printing workshop has been unable to undertake it. Right now, the newspaper is running its own printing workshop. After the smooth operation, I will Will do this one."

In this way, Old General Zhang nodded in relief, and then left with a somewhat tired body.

Wen Mianmian sent him to the gate, seeing his lonely back really made me feel sad, is it just old and hopeless?
"Am I being too selfish?"

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

Not to mention the world, but no one in this capital city has any difficulties. It is impossible for the newspaper office to help everyone, and its strength is still too small.

The two turned around and went back to the house. What they didn't know was that Tong'er was hiding behind the rockery where they had just talked with General Zhang, listening to their conversation clearly.

"I just told the nobleman that we were leaving, and I didn't want to eavesdrop."

Tong'er's face was full of confusion. He felt that it was not good for their master and apprentice to eat and use the nobleman's money recently, and to hide it from the nobleman.

"Master, do you think Brother Ming is really the grandson of that old general Zhang? I know that old general Zhang. It was written about him in the newspaper earlier. He was very powerful and tragic. His son died in battle, and his daughter He also died, his daughter-in-law died, and his only grandson was lost."

"The newspapers said he was a hero."

Yuan Wudao's face was as deep as water. The influence of the newspaper was far greater than he imagined. If the bounty was high enough, no one would find anything. Old General Zhang was a respectable person. Original heart, but I'm afraid he won't be able to keep his nephew after talking about it. The Taoist temple he is in doesn't know when he will see the light again.

If you don't tell me, my nephew will find out the truth one day.
Hey. I can't even imagine it.

"We'll be leaving in two days, so keep your mouth shut."

As he was about to grind, Tong'er raised his head and asked, "Master, do you want Master to inform you again?"

Daoist Yuan Wu was very helpless, "Tong'er, that's not what the word 'information' means."

Tong'er opened his innocent eyes, and he felt that Master was giving away the news.

(End of this chapter)