Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 98 I will definitely help Bao Guowei support him!

"Wu Tiao, that old man!!!"

After Huang Bohui read the article, he slammed the table with his fist.

"Hey, Mr. Huang doesn't dare to talk nonsense. If others hear it, it will be over."

Zhang Jingchang quickly closed the door, looked around and found no one, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"If there's anything I dare not say, there are still people who can't take me away. Now I'm not afraid of them."

Huang Bohui raised his neck and still said angrily.

"What did he cling to, Principal Chang? He has done a lot of dirty things in recent years. There are many powerful foreign enemies, and they still do it all day long."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jingchang quickly came up and covered his mouth.

Recently, Mr. Huang has read a lot of the deeds of Zhang Taiyan and Bao Guowei, and he has obviously been affected.

Zhang Jingchang said quickly: "Sir, please stop saying a few words and think about what our newspaper office will do."

A few days ago, Wu Tiao only published it in some less influential tabloids. His objections were to Zhang Taiyan and Bao Guowei. Although his words were strong, they only involved literary disputes.

But things are different now. This time, this person actually wrote another article about "Stories of Epidemic Prevention and Control", and it was published in "Shanghai News", so the influence is naturally different.

"Especially in the article, our little story about epidemic prevention and control is misleading the public."

Zhang Jingchang pointed to the contents of the newspaper and said with a grimace.

Huang Bohui patted the table and said: "How can it be misleading to the public? This article has been certified by professionals.

These are just some tips for life and attention to details. Is Wu Tiao going to bring his personal grudges to this national event? "

"It's because of national events." Zhang Jingchang pointed out the corresponding paragraph and said.

"Wu Tiao said that the content of the story is too vulgar and unsightly.

Especially when an ordinary high school student dares to discuss state affairs without permission, students should study hard. "

"He said that Zhang Taiyan was trying to undermine others and establish unhealthy tendencies. He said that our newspaper was doing whatever it took to make profits. The most important thing is."

Zhang Jingchang pointed to the end of the article and said: "He called on people in the industry to boycott our newspaper and block our content!"

At this time, Huang Bohui's eyes became solemn. He first reassured his subordinates, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Don't worry too much. You only need to listen to half of what these literati say. They are used to shouting slogans, but nine times out of ten they won't do it."

But he still said very cautiously: "Recently, pay close attention to the trends of major newspapers. If there is any limelight, I will go back to Mr. Du.

Although I don't have a particularly good relationship with him, he will definitely help when it comes to things like this. "

"I will see Bingwen in the next few days. I will ask him then. Maybe I can find a way. Don't mess up the situation yourself."

Hearing what the boss said, Zhang Jingchang could only nod his head and said, "Then I have to do as Mr. said."

He is also very concerned about the current development of the newspaper office. In order to avoid making mistakes, he has been living in the newspaper office for several weeks without even returning home.

Huang Bohui sighed and said, "I can see your intentions. Don't worry, our newspaper will carry it forward step by step!"

"Go home and see your wife and children first before we get down to business."

Less than three years ago, Mr. Yucai rejected the nomination for the Nobel Prize in Literature and settled in Shanghai with Xu Guangping. He just gave birth to a child last year.

"Brother Xun, let's eat something first. You can write the article later. You can't go hungry."

In the room, a gentle-looking woman walked in with a plate of food and said to the man in front of the desk.

Mr. Yucai is now in his fifties and has several layers of wrinkles on his forehead.

He was wearing a starched white gown and had a pair of sharp eyes under his thick eyebrows.

He raised his eyes, looked at the food, then lowered his head and spoke in a thick voice.

"Let's leave it alone for now. We have to give a lecture at school tomorrow. We can't be careless or make mistakes when teaching students."

Xu Guangping sighed. She knew that she could not persuade the other party, so she could only put the food on the table next to her.

But seeing Brother Xun lowering his head, he said again.

"Have you bought the Times you mentioned last time?"

Xu Guangping shook his head and said: "The recent ones are available, but the past ones are gone. The Times is almost out of stock now.

Even the illiterate people in the city bought several copies, saying that they could prevent and control epidemics. I thought it was superstitious, but when I saw it, I found that Bao Guowei had published another article. "

As she spoke, she took out a brand new newspaper and handed it to the other party.

Mr. Yucai then stopped writing, reached out to take the newspaper, opened the page and looked at it, and said with a smile on his lips.

"This is Mr. Taiyan's new disciple, he can also be regarded as my little junior brother.

I heard that I followed Mr. Taiyan to the Shanghai Stock Exchange recently, and I will definitely want to meet him later. "

Xu Guangping said: "Mr. Taiyan's people have already come here once. He is also planning a fund-raising party recently. After we are all busy for a while, we can get together."

"I heard that the epidemic has been very serious recently. I think I will also take time to go to the fundraiser. It would be good to do more."

Xu Guangping waved his hands repeatedly and said: "But don't do this, you are not a god.

Now that my health is not very good, I have to do lectures and fundraisers, so I have to be so busy that I can’t make it in time. "

"Hey!" But at this time, Mr. Yucai sighed.

At this moment, he has read half of Bao Guowei's article. He studied medicine in Japan before, so he naturally understands the medical principles.

He couldn't help but say: "I think this "Story of Epidemic Prevention and Control" is much better than the previous one."

Xu Guangping also read these two articles, and couldn't help but said a little strangely.

"I think the first article is better, more profound and thoughtful, and it also starts from the national level."

Mr. Yucai shook his head and said: "It's different. The previous article was a current review. Although I understand it and it's a little out of the way, it's still not as good as this one."

He immediately explained: "It doesn't matter how good the writing is. Even if the story is simple and the words are pale, don't pay too much attention to it."

“Aren’t we promoting vernacular literature just to make more people read books wisely?”

"The most important thing is that this article has been recognized by the general public. They like to read it and are willing to understand the knowledge contained in it. This is the greatest achievement!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yucai, who used to be serious in the past, would praise someone like this. Even Xu Guangping, who was familiar with him, was a little surprised.

Mr. Yucai thought for a while, then raised his head and asked.

"Is there still any debate about Bingwen recently?"

His eyes were sharp.

Xu Guangping's heart skipped a beat, fearing that his husband would be overstretched writing articles again, but he didn't dare to lie to him, so he could only delay speaking.

"I heard there are some left. I'll look for them later and show you."

Mr. Yucai nodded.

"I'm too busy lately, please excuse me."

"Don't say that, why don't you eat some of this food?"

Seeing that his husband was in a good mood, Xu Guangping couldn't help but say.

Mr. Yucai took a look at the food and felt a little hungry now, so he nodded and said.

"Then just eat some."

Public concession.

Mr. Lin Yutang couldn't help but said angrily after reading the report in the "Shanghai New News".

"This Wu Tiao is simply harming the country and the people. With such a good prevention and treatment method, he actually brought personal grudges with him. This is intolerable!"

The book boy A Fang said: "Sir, please don't get angry. Mr. Taiyan has made the decision for him, so we won't join in the fun."

"No, I received a letter from him a few days ago, saying that he was interested in my typewriter, which is rare in this world. Now that someone is slandering him, I must help speak up and support Bao Guowei!"

A Fang was a little speechless. My husband has always been humorous, but this reason is a bit far-fetched, right?

But he couldn't stop his husband from doing what he wanted to do. He could only shake his head helplessly and said, "I'll get him paper and pen."

At the same time, people from all walks of life in the Shanghai stock market started heated discussions on Bao Guowei.

Not only Lin Yutang, but also many literary celebrities who were optimistic about Bao Guowei also joined the debate, and a group of opponents headed by Wu Tiao launched a battle in newspapers using words as swords and pens.

In just a few days, the entire newspaper industry in Shanghai experienced an unprecedented prosperity, and some people began to live a daily life of eating melons.

After all, in the past, they could not understand the things these gentlemen argued about, but this time they understood it.

Some people are slandering Mr. Bao Guowei.

One group of gentlemen is standing up for him, and the other group is like the bully villain in the storyteller's mouth. They are also privately cheering for the "decent" gentlemen.

This debate centered on Hangzhou and Shanghai, and even spread to other cities in the south of the Yangtze River in just a few days.

It has even become a cultural movement.

But this is only limited to cultural circles.

For most people in Shanghai and even Jiangnan.

After eating, the only thing they care about is, when will this Mr. Bao Guowei write another article?

Most common people learned the contents of the article through storytellers.

But they still love this kind of practical and very interesting articles.

Who is Mr. Wu? The words are convoluted and convoluted, so we can’t understand them!

Against this background,

Zhijiang Province Epidemic Prevention and Control Fundraising Conference,

it has started.

(End of this chapter)