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"It's really Mr. Sun Boyang!"

"Great! Mr. Sun Boyang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"How are you doing? It's very cold this year, so you have to be more careful."

"Mr. Sun Boyang, when will you come to the hotel again? I have saved up some money and am waiting to cook you an egg!"

"Are you really Mr. Sun Boyang? Please accept these two eggs no matter what. This is my trivial thanks."

In an instant, Sun Boyang was surrounded by a crowd of patients waiting for treatment. Every patient wanted to squeeze in to shake hands with Sun Boyang and chat with him. They are discerning, whoever treats them well, they can tell at a glance, whoever regards them as relatives, they will treat them as relatives, and whoever regards them as human beings, they will support them.It is a very simple logic, but it is difficult for the rulers of Yongdalim in the past dynasties, including the rulers of the earth. It is very simple, just like a sentence I once heard: The empire is not your old Zhu's empire. , the empire belongs to everyone (nobles, officials, big businessmen).

The crowd was surging, and Sun Boyang shook hands with everyone cordially and talked enthusiastically about the recent situation. The two doctors worked hard to maintain order, and even Sun Lauer was forced to join in maintaining order. Several assistants behind the store ran out After helping, Sun Raul barely wiped off his sweat and exited the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him.

Before this, Sun Raul never believed in any historical examples of Wang Shi entering the city to welcome the common people. In his eyes, it was all fake, but today is different. Sun Raul saw it for real. Influence, the workers and patients here probably include those in the north of Wangcheng, some in the south of the city, coal factories, workshops, furniture stores, and restaurant guys. Those who actually work in Sun Boyang’s factory may not be accounted for. One in [-], but everyone treated Sun Boyang as if they saw their closest relatives. This is a sincere look without affectation, and it is the most precious wealth of a person.

Sun Raul's heart was greatly shocked. He had something to say but couldn't say it. He suddenly felt poor. He used to write poems and ink as a self-proclaimed literati, but now, he couldn't find any adjectives to describe what he saw today. to everything.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find Mr. Sun Boyang, you haven't seen him before, so you definitely don't know what he looks like." Odo led Hai Yi'an into the hospital, looked at everything in front of him and said to Hai Yi'an.

"Of course I know what he looks like." Hai Yi'an looked at everything in front of him, and couldn't help but put a faint, gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What he looks like, he is the one in the crowd, is already clear at a glance.

(ps: Thank you! I have already signed a contract. Today’s signing is inseparable from everyone’s support and the help of several senior colleagues. Next time, the author would like to express my most sincere thanks to everyone. Today is the 24th. I wish you all, Happy Christmas Eve.)

(In addition, strive for two updates today, everyone will probably be able to see another chapter before dark. (? o_o)?)

36 Bai Luoen and Doctor Zhivayange

"I said, Mr. Sun Boyang, why are you free to come to the clinic today? You are usually busy." The doctor on the left smiled and shook hands with Sun Boyang and then hugged them. The two sat down again and began to talk cordially. Surrounded by chairs and listening to Sun Boyang's conversation, Sun Boyang smiled, expressed helplessness to these kind friends, and called Sun Lauer to walk into the crowd and sit down with him.

"Let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Sun Raul Kasyev. This is Mr. Bai Luoen, one of our attending physicians."

Sun Boyang extended his hand to introduce the two of them to each other. The doctor named Bai Luoen took off the mask, revealing a young and healthy face. His beard was only as long as his lips to keep it clean.Dr. Bai Luoen's face was full of perseverance and gentleness towards life. He showed a faint smile and reached out to shake Sun Raul's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kasyev."

"I'm glad to meet you too, Dr. Bai Luoen."

"Mr. Bai Luoen is our celebrity. I'm sure that among the workers, they may not know Sun Boyang, but they will definitely not know Mr. Bai Luoen." Sun Boyang patted Bai Luoen on the shoulder and said with a laugh .

"Mr. Sun Boyang, you can only make such jokes. I deal with big guys all day long. Everyone must know me. You are different, but anyone who knows you will want to know you, and people who know you will want to meet you. Once I see you, I will never forget you, you are much older than me." Bai Luoen put on his mask again and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's stop the business bragging. This is Doctor Zhivayange. He is not ordinary. Brother, Doctor Zhiwayange is the direct disciple of Mr. Hippock, the imperial physician. His level of therapeutic surgery is very high. , is also someone I admire very much, think about it, an imperial doctor who could have enjoyed the glory and wealth in the court, gave up his life and came to my small clinic to treat everyone, with a meager salary, What kind of spirit is this?"

Sun Boyang introduced to Sun Raul the doctor on the right who spoke very little. Doctor Zhiwayange also took off his mask, revealing a face full of beards. Very rosy, obviously free from disease and fatigue, which seems to be his characteristic...

"It's nothing to me, what's more, the salary you paid for me is already high enough, so high that I can't spend it all, not to mention, what is it to me? I just treat patients, you are different, you But it has made a great contribution (money) to medicine and the health of workers."

Dr. Rivayangge shook hands with Sun Raul while talking with Sun Boyang with a faint smile. Looking at the figure of Dr. Rivayangge, Sun Boyang couldn’t help feeling distressed. You must know that when Dr. Rivayangge first came two years ago , weighs 210 catties, but now, he seems to be only 140, maybe even [-] catties. Dr. Zhiwayange has been conscientious in the past two years, even forgetting to eat and sleep. He and Mr. Bai Luoen often spend time after get off work Afterwards, they still stayed in the medical center, in the name of studying medicine, and stayed there until people went to sleep. For the sake of people's health and life, the two of them are Mr. Sun Boyang who respects him very much, and he deserves it.

Sun Boyang still remembers that rainy night, he posted a notice to seek a doctor, the medical clinic has just been built, and there is an urgent need for experienced doctors, but many doctors just come to ask and give up, not for anything else, because they listened to Sun Boyang’s meaning and came to Sun Boyang The medical center will definitely be very busy in the future, and not everyone can bear this kind of heavy work. On that rainy night, Dr. Zhiwayange pushed open the door of the medical center in the heavy rain, holding the recruitment notice in his hand, Came in with his bulky suitcase.

"It's very hard to come here. You probably won't have much time to rest in the future. I'm afraid we have at least four times as many patients as other medical centers."

"That's what I'm here for. If you have fewer people, I won't do it."

"We support credit accounts here. Your work should focus on patients, and be considerate of patients as much as possible, rather than focusing on the interests of the hospital. I don't care about losses. Of course, it must be a good thing to earn a little."

"That's really great. From now on, even if you drive me away, I won't leave. This is my lair."

There is only this kind of person, and it is often this kind of person. Sun Boyang will always have a good chat with them and quickly become friends. They share similar interests. The reason for Dr. Bai Luoen's visit is similar. He is an educated person who graduated from a seminary. , After leaving seminary, Ben walked through the bottom life as a priest, and finally decided to devote himself to medicine, and worshiped an old doctor in the countryside. After finishing his studies, he returned to Wangcheng. Rejected by the medical clinic, he was almost imprisoned under the framing and conspiracy of many medical clinics. He was disheartened when he was almost imprisoned, and when he was about to return to the countryside to work in agriculture, he was surprised to see Sun Boyang's notice.

There is a saying: stand-in messengers will attract each other (laughs), and people like Sun Boyang are the same. Several people chatted and laughed and talked about the recent situation. The recent situation is obviously not good. In the past two months, more and more workers have fallen ill. The number of workers who have fallen ill due to wind and cold has increased a lot. Fortunately, there are enough medicines in the medical center, and the two doctors are also full of energy. They can barely cope with the high-intensity consultation and treatment in a day. down.

"Yeah, the situation is very bad. In this way, a notice was posted outside the door recently, saying that credit is supported, and it will be repaid when the weather gets warmer after the spring. But be careful, you must strictly distinguish, and don't be fooled by those other doctors. If you are confused by shopkeepers and speculators, you must strictly distinguish whether the other party is a really sick worker, and if the other party behaves misbehavior, you will be thrown out without fear of consequences." Sun Boyang said to the two seriously.

"That's really a good thing. Don't worry, Mr. Sun Boyang. No patient can escape my sharp eyes. I have developed a pair of golden eyes in my previous dealings. I can tell if I'm really sick at a glance. Those clerks in the pharmacy , I can smell it as soon as I smell it." Bai Luoen said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Oh, by the way, is there enough money on the books? Don't delay the purchase of medicinal materials, and don't worry about losing money. If it's not enough, you can go to the Toryask Iron and Steel Plant and find the accountant there. They say it's from the Workers' Medical Center." Don’t worry about borrowing funds. The profit of the Toryask Iron and Steel Plant has always been very good, and there is a lot of surplus. I guess, if you tell Little Jack that you are from the Workers’ Hospital, he may get the money faster than you. I'm all anxious, this kid is a very enthusiastic worker in the literacy class, and he is a very good boy."

Sun Boyang wanted to take out the cigarettes, but took them back at the "speed of light" the moment he took them out. This is a medical center, not any other place. There are old people, women and children. "The Ninth Relative".

"I was about to talk about this. The money on the books is indeed not enough according to the frequency of consultations in the past two months, but the most important thing is the medicinal materials. There is a very important medicinal material. Sunflower can't be bought. It's hard for me to say this. The stuff is really out of stock because of the needs of the army, or it is a ghost made by other medical centers, but this is a very important medicinal material. It is very effective in treating common diseases such as wind-cold and cough, especially those with cold and cold diseases Patients, these workers suffering from cold and cold diseases are in urgent need of this kind of medicine, but the problem is that other medical centers are jointly driving up the price of medicine, deliberately raising the price to force the workers to buy at a higher price, this..."

Dr. Bai Luoen lowered his head helplessly, and the other workers and patients also sighed, feeling helpless with the current situation, one illness can cost a fortune, children are afraid of injections, and adults are afraid of bills.

"This is a problem, a big problem that must be solved..." Sun Boyang frowned, and fell into difficult thinking, but unfortunately, his knowledge is difficult to use in this regard. Sunflowers are unique to the Dawn Continent Sun Boyang doesn't really know how to replace and use a kind of herbal medicine, and he has no good way, he can only add money to Bai Luoen and the others so that they can try to buy it.

"Using flame flowers, a little flame flowers, and shining rhizomes, can have a medicinal effect similar to that of sunflowers."

A peaceful and deep voice came from the side, and Sun Boyang turned around to look. It was a tall man with a very special temperament. He was tall, but his unique temperament was more conspicuous. A little self-confidence, gentle but not humble or excessive, according to Sun Boyang's guess, this is probably a great gentleman.

"This is the formula of our country, Mr. Sun Boyang. The country people can't afford sunflowers, so they will drag adventurers back with a little flame flower when they go to the Molten Land, and mix it with some shining rhizomes that can be seen everywhere in the mines. Although the effect of the medicine is not that good, and the boiled medicine is difficult to swallow, but it is still useful."

Mr. Hai Yi'an took off his mask and spoke in a discussing and explaining tone. He was quite excited. Finally, he finally met this Mr. Sun Boyang.

"This is a way. It's not that it can't be used. In this way, if we use Moonshine Grass with better effects, it should be able to neutralize the medicinal effect of Raging Flame Flower better, and the medicinal effect will be better. Although Moonshine Grass is not cheap, but There are still in the market, and there is not a shortage, yes, just do it this way, life is priceless, and life is the most important thing.”

Doctor Zhivayangge and Bai Luoen simply said that they hit it off and clapped their hands to each other to make a decision. Just as they stood up and looked back for Sun Boyang, the two brothers Sun Boyang and the tall man just now had disappeared, leaving only Lower Otto stood where he was and looked out the door.

"Mr. Sun Boyang left. He asked me to tell you that the patient's life is the greatest if you use the money." Odo said with a smile, rubbing the back of his head.

"What a busy man." Dr. Bai Luoen and Dr. Yanzhi Wayange looked at each other and laughed loudly.

(ps: I will strive for double updates tomorrow, and I will add a Christmas episode by the way. Here, the author wishes everyone a happy Christmas Eve and Christmas. It doesn’t matter what the festival is. What is important is to send this blessing. The author sincerely wishes everyone In this cold winter, the hope for the future is as firm as Sun Boyang, and work and studies are getting more and more prosperous.)

(ps2: The first volume will be a little longer, because there are many characters to deal with, but don’t worry, it won’t be much longer. The plot is moving forward steadily, and the future is worth looking forward to.)

(How about it, I said that Chapter 2 will be released before dark, right(?▽｀)ノ?)

37 at the newspaper office

"Unfortunately, sir, I don't know your name yet, can I ask your name?"

The three of Sun Boyang walked slowly on the street. It was not without reason that they gave up riding in a carriage and turned to strolling instead. Mr. Hai Yi'an was too tall, and the carriage was only a two-person carriage. Went there and decided to take a stroll and look around.

"I... Mr. Sun Boyang, you probably know me. My pseudonym is Storm Pachuou Haiyi'an. Of course, you can also call me by my real name: Maximilian."

Hai Yi'an subconsciously touched the beard on his lips nervously. Mr. Sun Boyang's appearance was a little different from what he imagined. He thought that Sun Boyang must be a tall man with great strength and ability. Unfortunately, Sun Boyang His image doesn't quite meet Hai Yi'an's "requirements". His height is actually only 1.7 meters zero, because he is always used to leaning forward when walking, which makes Sun Boyang look a little shorter, and Sun Boyang's face is also different. Not as resolute as a soldier. Even in his previous life, he had no formal training except for university training. If it wasn’t for Sun Boyang’s habit of wearing a suit that nobles would not wear, soldiers would not wear, businessmen would not wear, and ordinary people would not be able to wear it. , the suit designed by the garment factory, I am afraid that Sun Boyang will be thrown into the vast crowd, and it will be difficult for you to distinguish him from ordinary people.

But temperament, whether it is Sun Boyang's friends or those nobles who hate him, will admit such a thing, since Sun Boyang's temperament is difficult to compare, it is a unique gentleness and unique strictness, which is a noble official, even a nobleman. Even merchants and landlords have never possessed it, and because of this unique temperament, if you see him in the crowd, or pay attention to it, you will not be able to ignore such a "little guy".

"Hai Yi'an? Oh, you are Mr. Hai Yi'an! What a coincidence, Bernard just mentioned you to me today, and you met me. What a coincidence. Well, let's get to know each other, I am Sun Boyang Cass Yev, to the workers I am a boss, or a factory owner, but to you, I am probably an editor or a newspaper owner."

Sun Boyang happily shook hands with Mr. Hai Yi'an. Hai Yi'an quickly wiped his hand on his coat and held it tightly with Sun Boyang. He let go and wanted to take out the paper in his arms. , his stomach growled in protest, which made Hai Yi'an extremely embarrassed, he reached for his belt, wanted to tighten it but was held down by Sun Boyang.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hai Yi'an, you see, you are a writer, how about this, I think it's getting late, the newspaper office is a long time away from here, Raul, let's go to the newspaper office to rest for a while, they are probably preparing lunch, How about rubbing them for a meal?" Sun Boyang proposed to the two with his hands on his hips.

"I can't ask for it." Sun Raul laughed and shared his hands in agreement. Hai Yi'an was a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse the proposal. After all, he was really hungry.

"I heard that you are from the countryside. How about Mr. Hai Yi'an, how is the situation in the countryside?"

The three of Sun Boyang rushed to the newspaper office at a slightly faster pace, while chatting, Sun Boyang has been very worried about the situation in the countryside in the past few days, because he is in the royal city, and he has important things to do recently, so he cannot go to the countryside to see it in person. At first glance, the peasant collective is a very important job, and it can be said that it is not inferior to Migaoqi and others in the army. Therefore, whenever there is news, he will always seize the opportunity to ask.

"The countryside... Part of the reason why I came to you is because of the affairs of the countryside." Hai Yi'an took out the farmer's collective announcement he had written from his arms and said to Sun Boyang.

"The situation is very bad? Did the landlords stop you? Stumbled you? Did they threaten the peasants not to allow them to participate?" Sun Boyang asked Hai Yi'an with the worst intentions, his expression became serious, Listen attentively to the situation.

"It's not that bad. The landlords are indeed dissatisfied, but they don't dare to directly interfere with your face, but they do prevent the peasants from participating. They say that if they dare to join the peasant collective, they will be under Sun Boyang's subordinates." Farmhands, if you want to buy salt in the future, go to the city and buy it yourself.”

Hai Yi'an spread his hands and told Sun Boyang.

"Hmph, shameful! A group of rascals, if this is the case, I have to issue an announcement to the farmers collectively through the communication station. To solve some of their burdens, at least I should organize traveling merchants to go to the countryside to sell things on a regular basis. That's good, I want to contact Stephen, let him find a way to organize a traveling merchant, no, someone needs to supervise him, and I have to find another reliable person to do it together."

Sun Boyang became a little angry, but he was a little helpless. In fact, this was just a very elementary struggle. The methods of the landlords were bastards and changeable. In the current situation, it is not easy to conflict with the huge interest group of the landlord. We must use wisdom to fight against it tactfully.

"I have to find a way. Mr. Hai Yi'an, the situation you mentioned is probably not an exception. In this way, I have to write some more guidelines and articles to popularize more knowledge for farmers collectively, and I have to ask someone to transport it again. , This is not a small job, but it is enough for me to be busy during this time."

Sun Boyang drew his pocket in one hand and gestured with the other hand. Recently, his work has become more and more busy, just like the last days on the earth. Although he was equally busy in those two years, he was very fulfilling. Although the journey in the rural town was tiring, he enjoyed it, and it is the same now.

"You don't have to worry so much, they will find a way, at least for your face, the landlords don't dare to go too far, there will be a way, you don't have to be so anxious to get angry." Hai Yi'an comforted.

"Yes, brother, you can rest assured, our family has a lot of money, so it's no problem to help the farmers."

Sun Laoer didn't quite understand what a peasant collective was, so he could only comfort his elder brother according to his own understanding. Sun Boyang and Hai Yi'an looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and suppressed a smile, distracting from this somewhat heavy topic .

"Mr. Hai Yi'an, the articles you have written recently are really good. There are also many replies from readers to the editorial department. They all hope to see more articles from you, especially the "Adventurer's Notes" you wrote. ", vividly describes the life and battle of the adventurers, and the embarrassing situation they face, so, I hope you can continue to serialize, to show and describe more vividly, don't worry about the manuscript fee, I will pay for it every month in the future You send seven silver coins, the money is enough for daily life as long as you don’t have any special hobbies.”

The three of Sun Boyang stopped in front of the newspaper office. This is a large double-storey building. On the left is a "Wangcheng Roasted Duck Restaurant" and on the right is an antique restaurant. Go, this is great, this time not only Hai Yian's stomach protested, Sun Boyang and Sun Laoer's stomachs also protested, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the newspaper office and walked in to avoid being caught by the horrible Attacked by the "poisonous gas".

"Seven silver coins are too much, you can just give them as usual, I can't spend them, you give the money to the hospital, they need more than me." Hai Yi'an stroked his beard again and bowed his head laugh.

"Where's the editor-in-chief Bliss?" Sun Boyang shook his hand at Hai Yi'an, then turned his head and asked a busy staff member.

"The editor-in-chief Bliss is inside... Wait! You are Mr. Sun Boyang! You are Mr. Sun Boyang, right!"

The young man was carrying the lunch box and was about to sit down to eat, and he replied absent-mindedly, but when he heard Sun Boyang's voice, he was startled suddenly, and quickly got up and jumped in front of Sun Boyang, shaking hands with Sun Boyang excitedly.

"It's you? Little Spandy, why did you really come to the newspaper office? Who approved it?" Sun Boyang also saw the young man's face clearly, and pressed his shoulder on him in shock and asked.

"Editor-in-Chief Bliss agreed, don't blame him, my father asked me to come, and he also agreed." Little Spandy rubbed his nose embarrassingly.

"It's outrageous, you haven't graduated yet." Sun Boyang patted little Spandy on the head with reproach.

"What? Why are you making a fuss? Eat as soon as you eat, don't mess around...Mr. Sun Boyang? Why do you come to the newspaper office when you have time?"

The bloated editor-in-chief Bliss came out of the office with a pipe in his mouth. His beard was still stained with sweet sauce. It seemed that he hadn't finished his meal. Editor-in-chief Bliss was a great literati from Kingdom College. A very rich author is one of the important members of the bourgeoisie. Because of the participation of Victor Zuo and others in this newspaper, many bourgeois literati and several famous old scholars have participated. After all, this is the first newspaper in the Kingdom of Yongdalim that is not controlled by the government. It is a non-governmental channel of communication, so it is naturally worthy of attention.

The resistance is not small. The decision to establish this newspaper was won by Victor Zuo and others after many quarrels with His Majesty Ivan, and it was limited to one family. It cannot speak ill of the royal family, but in short, it is much easier than the official newspaper. of.

The editor-in-chief of Bliss came out laughing and hugged Sun Boyang. Sun Boyang didn't dislike Bliss' enthusiasm, but he hugged him slowly and cautiously. He had suffered a lot and was "flyed" by Bliss' big belly.

"I guess it's the roast duck next door? You're making a small stove again." Sun Boyang and Bliss said with a smile separately.

"I can't help it, Xiang, you don't know. I was reviewing the article just now, and the scent ran straight to my office. Fanning is useless. Can I get used to him? Only allow him to torture me? I have to torture him too! I I want his best duck, write four large characters, I want him not to burn it for me, and I want his freshest chives, not too spicy or tasteless, and I want the best sweet sauce and the most delicate Pancake, look, it’s easy to eat! It’s easy to review the article!" Editor-in-Chief Bliss said with a big laugh.

"Hey, come, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Hai Yi'an, that is, the writer who has been frequently published in the newspaper recently. I have invited him here." Sun Boyang recommended for the editor-in-chief of Bliss.

"Little Spandy! Go, make another half of the roast duck. If you want fatter ones, please satisfy Mr. Hai Yi'an's appetite." Bliss looked at Hai Yi'an once, and when he saw his belt tightened, he quickly ordered, Hai Yi He also knows the writer An, after all, in every ten letters from readers recently, there is one that mentions Hai Yi'an.

"What about mine? Don't you buy some for us brothers?" Sun Boyang joked.

"The manuscript." Brees said, holding out his hand.

"What manuscript?"

"In the past two days? You haven't published it in the past two days." Editor-in-Chief Bliss hummed deliberately.

"Look, I look more like an author than a boss." Sun Boyang spread his hands helplessly, and several workers couldn't help laughing. Seeing his brother's helplessness, Sun Lauer lowered his head and coughed and held back his laughter. It seems that Sun Boyang is eating today. It's not the duck that the editor-in-chief of Bliss paid for.

(ps: The [-] mark! Thank you readers who came from afar. The support of friends is the author’s biggest motivation. It’s really cold today. It snowed here yesterday. How about everyone?)

38 Hotel Night

"Mr. Hai Yi'an, the article you wrote is really good. I don't know which college you graduated from. Maybe we are still alumni?"

Editor-in-Chief Bliss was sitting on his big chair smoking a pipe, and Sun Boyang and the three were holding cigarettes, making the whole office smoky, like a sauna room, but the temperature did not reach this level, Sun Boyang jokingly said If a fire magician came here at this time, then this place would be a veritable sauna.

"I graduated from the Northern School of Magicians. I used to have a professional title, a low-level middle-level magician of the ice system, but after my health was not very good, I quit the ranks of magicians according to the doctor's orders and changed careers to become a writer. "Hai Yi'an wiped the oil on his lips and said.

"Northern School of Magicians, um, I'm really not familiar with it. I graduated from the Kingdom Academy. I was a writer when I came out. I worked for an official official newspaper for a while. Now that I'm here, I plan not to leave again. Here It can be said to be my lair." Editor-in-Chief Bliss said with a smile while holding a pipe.

"By the way, I agree with Brother Sun Boyang's proposal. You might as well try to serialize Adventurer's Notes. The readers' response is very good, and this will also help you. There must be something interesting to publish in the future." Editor-in-chief Rees continued to talk to Hai Yi'an.

"It's a good thing, but I don't really want to continue writing." Hai Yi'an rubbed his hands together uneasily, and said with some embarrassment.

"Don't want to write? Mr. Hai Yi'an, do you have a new idea?" Sun Boyang straightened up and asked.

"Yes, I want to write something new, something new." After Hai Yi'an finished speaking, he thought for a while and continued.

"I want to write about my childhood experience, that is, my childhood, the childhood before I went to the Magician Academy." Hai Yi'an said with her hands clasped.

"This is a very novel subject, and I think it's worth writing about." Editor-in-Chief Bliss also sat up and said.

"Mr. Hai Yi'an, what was your childhood like? Why don't you just tell everyone about it and give me some advice." Editor-in-Chief Bliss continued

"My childhood... I came from the countryside, but I didn't spend my childhood in the countryside, but in the city." Mr. Hai Yi'an said slowly.

"In the city, I have worked in many workshops, including weapons workshops, restaurants, and bathhouses. I have worked in everything and experienced many things. I have worked as an apprentice, as a waiter, and as a coal-burning stove. I want to write about my experience at that time, what I experienced at that time." Hai Yi'an continued.

"Well, it's not impossible, brother Sun Boyang, what do you think?" Editor-in-chief Bliss thought for a moment and said.

"It's very good, it's a very good subject." Sun Boyang also clenched his hands on the table and said.

"I see it this way, Mr. Hai Yi'an, please send it to me first when you write it. If it is suitable, we can open a new column dedicated to this category. This type of articles and novels can be like this. We need to find some Literate people, go to each factory to read for free, don’t care about the loss of labor costs, this is a very good thing, it is a very powerful job.” Sun Boyang said to the editor-in-chief of Bliss.

"It's not impossible. Most of the factory owners know us well. They are also regular customers of the newspaper. It's just that if you want to read the entire Wangcheng, you need a lot of people." The editor-in-chief of Bliss said with a slight frown.

"We don't need all of them. We can go to the north of the city for a few days, and the south of the city for a few days. We just need to let the workers listen to the end. In this way, we don't have to worry about finding enough people." Sun Boyang said as he put out the cigarettes arrive.

"It's okay, we can also hire some smart, young people with good memory, let them write down the content of the new article, and then read it for them. There will be too many changes." Sun Boyang continued.