Retrograde for thousands of years

Chapter 72 Missed
Prisons are not good places in any era, especially ancient prisons.

The ground was wet and dirty under his feet, and the prisoners were groaning in pain in the cells. Several unintentional fellow prisoners looked at Zhou Huan with a grin not far away, and talked from time to time about how they tortured those poor people.

This scene has lasted for two hours. Ordinary people would have collapsed in this situation, but Zhou Huan was still sitting there, as if none of this had ever happened.

“If you want to get what you want from a person, you often first destroy his dignity and make him fearful and frightened...”

What came to Zhou Huan's mind was a story told to him by a torture instructor in the first world. In those backward countries, many businessmen with little assets went to prison, thinking that they were innocent and could rely on their They can get away with money, but they don't know that they have long been the fat sheep in the eyes of the jailer. If they encounter people who collude inside and outside to want money and life, they will suffer even greater punishment.

"They will let the most ferocious person to intimidate or even beat that person, and let him understand the difference between inside and outside immediately. If the person still doesn't give in, then someone pretending to be a good person will come forward...

But why should I suffer this?Those people are just asking for money and shares, and the outside layout should be almost done. "

Glancing at the ferocious prisoners around him, Zhou Huan knocked on the railing.

"Is there anyone alive? Let your commander come and talk to me."

On the other side, the Beijing Times newspaper office.

Lin Danian and Qing Meng were sweating profusely and busy in the newspaper office, but they didn't know what they were busy with!
Lin Danian was a scholar recruited by Zhou Huan, who was called a talented senior editor by Zhou Huan. In Qingmeng's eyes, this person was a bit arrogant, but Zhou Huan's repeated compliments made Qingmeng think that Lin Danian was An amazing talent.

"I just have some new ideas, but for the specific implementation, I have to rely on Lin Danian and the others. It can be said that after a period of time, they can be alone if they are released."

Zhou Huan introduced it to Qingmeng and others like this. Lin Danian even thought that he could take charge of his own business for a long time. But when Zhou Huan suddenly disappeared and when they started to do things, they realized what it means to have a thousand threads and what it means to be a devil. In the details!
What's more, the current situation is ten times more complicated than before. In the past, when no one paid attention to the Beijing Times, Zhou Huan was completely free to publish articles, etc. But now that the matter has become so big, all parties have intervened, whether it is advertising or layout, or Write some articles.

And most importantly, no one is satisfied!
This situation can be explained by a situation in Zhou Huan's world. If a movie does not have a good director, then the screenwriters will do their own thing. Outside interference will remove those scenes that make the top people uncomfortable, and the independent characteristics will be removed by the bottom people. If you don't take risks, the best script will turn into a pile of garbage.

Just like the same materials, good chefs can cook delicious food, while some people can burn them into black charcoal, and now this pile of garbage in front of everyone is the Beijing Times!

Taoist Master Qingxu, Eunuch Liu, and an official from the Ministry of Etiquette looked at the first edition in front of them, all three of them sneered.What is this stuff?The Beijing Times now reads like a pile of stinky shit!

"Everyone, the Beijing Times is not bad. Although there are still some areas that need to be improved, but..."

He felt that what Lin Danian put in front of everyone was pretty good, but compared with previous issues of the Beijing Times, it was not worth mentioning at all!
"You go back first."

Eunuch Liu frowned and asked Lin Danian to step back.

"Now there is not just one Beijing Times, there are seven or eight different types of newspapers in the capital. You must think clearly, it is very easy to destroy the brand."

This is the most important thing. Some people are already imitating the Beijing Times and investing a lot of manpower and material resources. If the Beijing Times follows the current level, then everything will stop.

What to do, what to do?
"To do something well, the most important thing is to make it develop in a healthy way, such as relief in disaster years. The porridge should not be too thin, but it should not be too thick. The same goes for running newspapers. I understand that you want to promote it The secrets and spiritual urgency of this sect, but first of all, to make a thing develop better, don’t rush to use administrative means, commercial means are sometimes very good.”

"Go to Wang Huan. The Wudang faction has cooperated very well this time. I believe there are many people who want to run a newspaper."

In the prison, Zhou Huan has changed to a neat cell. There are no other prisoners here. Zhou Huan can do whatever he wants here. There is a lot of fish and meat every day, and foreigners come to visit from time to time, just like today. The visitors were a monk, a Confucian, an official, and a woman. These four people were all well-known masters in the world.

The fact that the monk is an eight-finger tutu does not mean that the monk only has eight fingers, but that he knows the eight unique fingering techniques of Shaolin Temple.As long as people in each of these quacks learn to master them, they can become famous and achieve great success, but he is proficient in eight of them!
Ru is a lecturer at Bailu Academy. He has no reputation in the world. He has only practiced one kind of martial arts in his life, Spring and Autumn Zhengqi Sword. Now he has reached the point where no sword is better than having a sword.The official is Zhui Feng, a famous hunter in the Ministry of Punishment. At 35 years old, he is the youngest but has the loudest reputation among the three people because his men have captured countless heroes in the world.

As for the woman, she is Bai Ziyu from the Huashan Sect, a mature woman as beautiful as a flower.

Someone prepared a table of delicious food for Zhou Huan, and the Eight-fingered Tutuo was very happy to eat even though he was not afraid of wine and meat. While Zhou Huan was eating, he told these people about his experience in running a newspaper.

"When doing something, especially a big thing, you must first balance the income and expenditure, otherwise you won't be able to do it at all. I was the first to eat crabs, so naturally my mouth is full of oil. Now the latecomers want to keep up. It’s a bit difficult, so you can’t completely imitate me.”

Zhou Huan entered the prison cell, and he would directly charge everything for those confessions and transcripts. Anyone who wants Zhou Huan's shares can do it. Where can such knowledgeable people find it?The powerful people who want to occupy the Beijing Times not only want to be shareholders and receive dividends, but they also want to monopolize the profits. So while these people are attacking the Beijing Times, they also hire people to run new newspapers outside.

But no one had ever been exposed to newspapers. The two new editions of the Beijing Times were extremely poor, and everyone suddenly realized that Zhou Huan was the only one who could really understand this kind of thing.

"The effect of the original advertisement was so good because people had never seen such an advertising method before, and they even took the advertisement seriously, so they could sell it for a big price soon, but you..."

Zhou Huan's words were not hidden, and the people around him were mesmerized. It was only after his analysis that many people understood why Zhou Huan did the things he did in the first place.

The road is easy to find, but the magic is hard to find. Everyone knows the principle, but how to do it is difficult.

"Mr. Wang, aren't you afraid that the Wu-Tang Clan will hold a grudge?"

The wife of the headmaster of Huashan poured a glass of wine and brought it to Zhou Huan.

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I have a bad temper and don't like to be betrayed. I ask myself that I have never done anything wrong to the Wudang Clan. They crossed the river and demolished the bridge and I naturally broke up with them. Anyway, it's not like I can't eat pork without Butcher Zhang. Maybe Jinghua I would be better off without The Times."

"Then, Mr. Wang, your article Swordsman will no longer be serialized?"

Bazhi Tutuo asked from the side.

"Of course it will be serialized. Do you want to know the development of the story later on? It will be very interesting."

Zhou Huan looked at Bai Ziyu with a half-smile but not a smile. The beauty of the Huashan School was as plump and colorful as a peony in full bloom.

"Speaking of which, Jun Zijian obtained the secret book of Sunflower and became ruthless..."

"Mrs. Ning was caught by Elder Bao and held down by the pond... Half an hour later, Mrs. Ning was lying by the pond with a blushing face..."

Zhou Huan talked about the Swordsman after the devil's reform, watching Bai Ziyu's face getting redder and redder, watching her teeth itching with anger but feeling helpless, watching her feeling angry yet bulging. On the chest, there are also obstacles from the Eight Finger Tutuo and the famous hunter Zhui Feng, and he smiles and adds a little more information to the story.

"By the way, actually when I was working for Beijing Times a few days ago, I thought about something and planned to publish Wudang Changquan and Tai Chi Thirteen Postures in the newspaper. Unfortunately, I don't have the chance now."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)