Chapter 907 Detonating Public Opinion (4)

"Ouyang, I have made my decision. No need to say anything more. I will bear the consequences!" Tan Peiling convened an emergency meeting of newspaper editors and above overnight and announced her decision.

Editor-in-Chief Ouyang sighed.

He knew that Tan Peiling entrusted him with the work of editor-in-chief and rarely interfered with his work, but this time she exercised the power of the president.

It was actually to continue to confront the Central Unification agents behind the newspaper's "bomb".

Although he approved the previous report, he did not expect that the other party would be so frantic and directly threw a grenade at the newspaper office.

Fortunately no one died. It would have been troublesome if someone had died.

"Fog City Morning News" became famous in one battle. There is no need to take this risk anymore. Although the purpose of running a newspaper is to pursue the authenticity of news, we must also learn to avoid risks. Otherwise, if the people are gone, what newspaper will we run?

It is not a shameful thing to avoid it appropriately.

However, Ouyang was also angry when the newspaper office was destroyed, but his bravery alone could not solve the problem. What he was more worried about was that Tan Peiling had someone used as a gunman.

Because there were so many people around during the meeting, it was difficult for him to persuade her, so he could only stabilize her and agree first.

"Pei Ling, you are betting on the future of the news agency. Yes, once this report is published, our "Fog City Morning News" will definitely become the focus of all the newspapers in the mountain city again, but have you ever thought about it? I have completely offended the Central Government, they can easily make it impossible for us to survive in the mountain city!" Ouyang chased Tan Peiling to her office and said sincerely.

"I know, if you expose him and I won't expose such a thing, then what's the point of running a newspaper?"

"We must survive first before we can speak out for them. Furthermore, our abilities are limited and this matter is beyond our capabilities?" Ouyang said excitedly.

"What is the meaning of survival?" Tan Peiling asked, "If it is just to continue running the newspaper without insisting on our original beliefs, what is the difference between us and those who protect themselves wisely?"

"Then you want the more than 100 people in my newspaper office to think about it. What will they do if the newspaper office is gone?" Ouyang said.

"I'll keep it," Tan Peiling said domineeringly.

Ouyang was speechless: "Pei Ling, I hope you won't regret the decision you made today."

"Don't worry, I won't regret it!" Tan Peiling said decisively, "Ouyang, please print tomorrow's newspaper."

"Don't worry, since you have decided to do this, I have no reason to object. You are the president, and you don't even feel bad." Ouyang smiled bitterly.

"Okay, time is running out. Before six o'clock, at least 30,000 copies should be printed and distributed at half past six. Use all the people we can use. Each newspaper will be increased by five cents!"

"Are you going to increase the price?"

Ouyang was stunned by Tan Peiling's operation.

"Yes, take this opportunity to raise the price. We are already making money, and a five-point increase will only make a slight surplus. And I believe ordinary people can understand that our newspaper office has been bombarded. It is a time when we are short of money." Tan Peiling explained.

"Is this okay?" Ouyang really didn't know what to say. In his opinion, this was a broken jar.

"Just do as I say!" Tan Peiling ordered without question.

Ouyang wanted to object, but the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them again. The same thing happened to Tan Peiling last time. She insisted on publishing the newspaper half an hour earlier than other newspapers, so as to distribute the goods in advance and seize the market.

This suddenly broke the rules of the industry, and almost became a public enemy of the mountain city newspaper industry. Later, it was not only a huge success, but also a huge success. The "Fog City Morning Post" became an instant success and even reached a settlement with its peers.

He was also opposed to it at the time, but it turned out that Tan Peiling was a better player and he was qualified to be the editor-in-chief. But when it came to running a newspaper, Tan Peiling's keen insight was even more powerful.

"Okay, I'll talk to the distribution department."

…

After Tan Peiling gave an order, everyone at Morning Light News Agency was pulled out of bed and came over to work overtime. The temporary office area was brightly lit.

Rushing for manuscripts, typesetting, cross-reviewing, and proofing, everyone is working hard...

"Lao Liu, have you sent the photos?"

"Just come."

"Hurry up and send the sample newspaper to the editor-in-chief's office!"

"Okay!"

"Proofreading, proofreading..."

"President Tan said that this issue will use the best Daolin paper, no matter the cost, we must bring out our best skills!"

"Chief Editor, if we use Dowling paper, the cost will go up. Every time we sell a newspaper, we will lose money on paper?"

"It doesn't matter, the president said that starting from today, the price of our "Fog City Morning News" will increase by five cents per copy!"

"Reporter Jiang, I'm just waiting for your report to come out now!" Everyone, including Ouyang, was following Jiang Lin's report.

"It's coming, it's coming..." Jiang Lin has actually written three versions, but she is not satisfied with them and is still revising them.

Under tremendous pressure, she also burst out with unprecedented inspiration.

"There's still half an hour left. We must send it to the printing workshop, otherwise it will be too late..."

"I'm revising it, it shouldn't take half an hour." Jiang Lin continued to read her article word for word without raising her head.

In fact, the layout is already empty, and the word count of the article is almost determined. There are only some text modifications left that have not been completed.

After the manuscript is completed, it is sent to the typesetting workshop, where modifications and replacements are made, and then the printing process can be started directly.

"alright!"

Jiang Lin said "Okay", and the typesetter who had been waiting for a long time snatched the manuscript away and rushed directly to the typesetting workshop.

Make adjustments and changes directly based on the content of the previous version. After checking three times in a row, if there are no errors or omissions, start printing!

A dozen thick pieces of cut Dowling paper were pushed into the printing press. As the machine started up, the first newspaper exuding the fragrance of ink came off the printing press.

The first newspaper is usually preserved by the newspaper company itself. From then on, it becomes the historical witness of the newspaper company, which is of great significance.

Of course, after the first newspaper is printed, it needs to be checked again. If there are no problems, then start printing!

"Okay, well written!"

"Editor-in-Chief, is it okay?"

"Of course!" Editor-in-Chief Ouyang went to the printing workshop to stare at it in person. Today's newspaper is of great significance. It may very well be the last issue of "Fog City Morning Post".

The machine roars!

Newspapers were printed one after another. One printing press was definitely not enough. Several printing presses had to be put into operation.

These printing machines were imported from abroad by Tan Peiling at a large cost. Few newspapers in mountain cities could have such good printing equipment.

Apart from its people, the most valuable thing about Chenguang News Agency is these printing machines. In addition to printing newspapers, it also undertakes outside work. The monthly profits of the printing workshop are quite considerable.

"Editor-in-Chief Ouyang, you don't mind if I take away ten newspapers first." Jiang Lin was also very excited. She knew what kind of storm this newspaper would cause once it was put on the market, and she would be the center of the storm.

"Reporter Jiang, you know the rules of our newspaper."

"I understand. I will spend money to buy these ten newspapers." Jiang Lin nodded.

"That's no problem."

Ouyang asked someone to bring ten newly printed newspapers to Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin put them in her purse and left the newspaper office.

Her work is now over, and next, she will hide herself.

Take a break from the limelight!

It is also very scary when people from Zhongtong go crazy.

After sending the person to the field, Jiang Lin took out the newspaper from her purse and handed it to Cai Xiaochun and said, "Give this to Mr. Luo."

"Well, Miss Jiang, we will have someone to protect your safety. Please try not to go out these two days. If you need anything, just call Manager Xin directly at Twilight Cafe."

"Yes, I understand." Jiang Lin nodded. At least up to now, it seemed that Luo Yao was not the kind of dishonest person who would leave her alone after using her.

"Your father, we will notify him. Don't worry, try not to call home. You know, if they monitor your father's home phone, they will know where you are." Cai Xiaochun reminded.

"I know."

"Okay, except for Manager Xin and I, don't trust anyone. No matter what happens, inform us as soon as possible. Don't trust outsiders. This is the greatest protection for you." Cai Xiaochun warned.

…

Luo Yao stayed in the basement of Twilight Building this night.

This is his own secret base, controlled by Xin Xiaowu and others, and it can also be regarded as an intelligence center.

These are his eyes and ears in the mountain city. Some things cannot be investigated by the military command organization, so only his own people can do it.

This place is unknown to outsiders except Wen Zishan and others.

"Brother, we are going against the Central Committee this time. How should you explain to Mr. Dai?" Wen Zishan was a little worried. The consequences of offending Dai Yunong would be very serious.

"When did the military commander become more afraid of the central government?"

"It's not that we're afraid, but that we already have the upper hand, and if we continue to be so aggressive, I'm afraid that they're going to do something wrong." Wen Zishan said.

"Third brother, this time I am not only doing it for myself, to give vent to my classmates and avenge the dead stool, but also for our military commander. You know, our husband has been repeatedly reprimanded by the commission for dealing with the Communist Party. It is because of this Central President Xu Tailai always slanders in front of the committee members. This is how their so-called "anti-communist" achievements came about. If we don't seize the opportunity and give a sigh of relief for Mr., then there will be such a good opportunity next time. "?" Luo Yao said.

"But does our husband know how hard you put into doing this?"

"Don't worry, sir, I know what we're doing." Luo Yao chuckled, what he said was true.

"Brother also knows the rules. This time I will only face Du Guangyuan and Qi Yaorong. I will turn a blind eye to the rest of them. I will not deliberately kill Du Guangyuan and bring down Qi Yaorong. This is my goal. "

Hearing what Luo Yao said, Wen Zishan breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Luo Yao would be at odds with the entire Zhongtong.

Now that he knew Luo Yao's purpose, he felt relaxed.

What Wen Zishan didn't know was that on the surface Luo Yao really just wanted to kill Du Guangyuan and Qi Yaorong, but in fact, what he wanted was to use this public opinion to make the people in the mountain city understand the reactionary and corrupt nature of the Kuomintang authorities.

The influence is subtle, and so is the public sentiment.

"Brother Yao, the newspaper is out. This is the sample newspaper that Reporter Jiang asked me to bring you!" Cai Xiaochun came back and brought back the sample newspaper.

The public opinion storm he personally set off finally began.