Chapter 5 Free newspapers

As soon as she left the Wen family, the system asked in Wen Yue's mind: [Are you just leaving like this? ]

"Yeah."

[Aren't you afraid that Zhou Baoyi will continue to complain to your daddy? ]

"Let him complain, it's going to cost him a piece of meat," Wen Yue said nonchalantly, "If he dares to call and scold me, I dare to scold him back!" She didn't come to this world to be bullied.

[But doesn't your book say that you should respect the elderly and love the young, and be filial to your parents? ]

Obviously, after being criticized by Wen Yue for having a problem with moral standards, the system maliciously supplemented a bunch of related books. It's just that the supplement was a bit too much, and it didn't know how to adapt. Now the voice is very tangled: [No matter what, Wen Rongsheng is your daddy. Wouldn't it be bad for you to scold him? Wen Yue, however,

did not despise the system. A high moral standard is better than a low moral standard. But she did not feel guilty either. She said very confidently, "The premise of respecting the elderly is that the elderly deserve respect. But look at Wen Rongsheng. He likes new things but hates old things. He even steals other people's girlfriends. How can he be worthy of my respect? In addition, there is a saying in our country that 'honest words are unpleasant to the ears but beneficial to action'. It means that although the words that teach people to do good are unpleasant to the ears, they are beneficial to improving their own shortcomings. When the elders do something wrong, filial piety is not blindly obeying, but should be used to point out. "

The system thought for a while: [So, your daddy was wrong to listen to Zhou Baoyi's one-sided words, and you scolded him for his own good? ]

"The child is teachable."

[Hehe. 】

Listening to the laughter of the system in her mind, Wen Yue turned the steering wheel and asked casually, "You just said you'd give me a 50% discount on the evidence?"

The system, which looked silly just now, became smart in an instant: [50% discount on paternity identification.]

"Every time?"

[Only this time.]

Seeing that the system was not fooled, Wen Yue put off her smile: "That won't work."

[Huh?]

"All evidence, 50% discount." Wen Yue made a request and emphasized, "Every time."

[This is definitely not possible, the main system will not agree.]

"This is your business."

Although it was the first time that Wen Yue was bound by the system and the first time she bought something from the system, she felt that many things in this world remain the same.

If eating melons is regarded as a business, then the system is the brand, Wen Yue is a franchisee, the people who eat melons are customers, and the currency is the value of eating melons. As for the goods, it may be melons, it may be evidence, or both.

The price of goods is usually determined by the market. Of course, the pricing power of some special goods lies in the hands of the seller.

But Wen Yue never believes that the price of any goods is fixed. Even top luxury brands will give invisible discounts to important customers.

Moreover, in the negotiation just now, the system has already given a half-price discount, which means that in the eyes of the system, those evidences are not luxury goods, and 50% off is definitely not the bottom price.

Therefore, Wen Yue feels that the request she made is not harsh.

But Wen Yue did not intend to show too much strength, so after making the request, she began to play the emotional card: "I know it is difficult for you to get a discount, and I don't want to be so penny-wise, but you also know that I am a person who lives by the minute now, and every minute and every second is very important to me. I have to pay for a quarter of the rest of my life with an important piece of evidence. It is really hard for me to accept it."

The system said unconfidently: "But I gave you a discount this time. "

It's not enough." Wen Yue pretended to sigh, "Although I believe that we can get a lot of melon-eating points from this melon, none of us can guarantee whether we can check in such a big melon every time in the future, nor can we guarantee that we can get a lot of melon-eating points every time. If I can't even guarantee that I can survive for a long time, how can I take out so much melon-eating points to buy evidence?"

[But...]

Wen Yue didn't want to hear what it said after that, so she interrupted directly: "But I promise you, as long as you agree to give me a discount, I will be diligent in finding melons in the future, try to lead more people to eat melons, and strive to make you the sales champion as soon as possible," Wen Yue paused, "Is the system that helps the host get the most melon-eating points the sales champion?"

[We only have excellent systems. 】

"Then I will work hard to earn the melon-eating value, and strive to make you an excellent system as soon as possible." After drawing a pie for the system, Wen Yue said meaningfully, "Tong, although we haven't been together for a long time, I actually like you very much in my heart, so even though I know that you have just joined the work and lack experience..."

Hearing this, the system couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah", and was very panicked inside. It didn't know when it exposed the fact that it was a novice.

Wen Yue pretended that she didn't hear the voice of the system, and continued, "But in my heart I really hope that we can cooperate for a long time, and there is no need to change the system, don't you think so?"

The panicked system hurriedly said: [Yes, yes, yes! ]

"What about the discount?"

In order not to be replaced by the host during the trial period, the system gritted its teeth and said: [I will apply for a discount for you! 】

Wen Yue smiled: "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

The application process was very fast. Wen Yue just drove down Taiping Mountain when the system spoke: [Discounts are available. All evidences are 50% off. 】

"No problem."

Wen Yue thought for a while and said: "I want a photo of Zhou Baoyi, Qian Jiaming and Wen Jialiang as a family of three, and a parent-child identification document of Qian Jiaming and Wen Jialiang."

Forget about the bed photo, it's too eye-catching.

But parent-child identification is very important. Wen Yue asked: "The result of the identification is father and son, right?" If the result of the identification is that the two have no blood relationship, she will be so angry that she will vomit blood.

[Yes, biological father and son. ] The system gave a positive answer, [A total of 5,500 melon-eating value, shall I give you the evidence now? 】

"Okay, but am I worth enough for eating melons? How are you going to deduct it?"

[Your remaining life can be converted into eating melons~]

"Like this..."

Wen Yue was thoughtful, but her attention was soon attracted by the envelope that appeared out of thin air when the co-pilot sat in the car. She parked the car on the side of the road, picked up the envelope, opened it, and took out a photo from it.

The background of the photo is a living room, which may be a house under Zhou Baoyi's name, or it may be Qian Jiaming's home, or the love nest built by the two of them.

Wen Jialiang was in the middle, Zhou Baoyi and Qian Jiaming sat on the left and right, but both of them were leaning towards each other, almost shoulder to shoulder, face to face, looking very intimate.

Wen Yue has no memory of her original body, and doesn't know what Wen Rongsheng looks like, but from the photo, Wen Jialiang and Qian Jiaming really look like father and son.

Then he took out the paternity test, which had several pages. Wen Yue could not understand the professional content, so she only looked at three places, checking the names and ID numbers of both parties, the items to be tested, and the test results.

After confirming that there was no problem, Wen Yue stuffed the two pieces of evidence into an envelope and drove to Yongli Street.

...

The next day, Wen Yue came to Dongjiang Newspaper again, and the only people she saw were Huang Zhihao and Fang Jie.

But the spirits of the two were completely different from yesterday, and there was no trace of laziness in the past. The three people who went out were the same, each of them had their own news to cover, and they were all busy for the next issue's headline bonus.

Hearing Fang Jie's greeting, Huang Zhihao hurried out of the office, said hello to Wen Yue and began to report on his work situation: "Last night I contacted six well-known reporters in the industry. Three of them are covering news and have no time these days. I made an appointment with them to meet next week to discuss the details. Two of them said they don't want to change jobs, and one is interested and said he would give me an answer in two days." Wen

Yue was surprised. She didn't expect Huang Zhihao to be so secretive and work so quickly.

Wen Yue was naturally generous in praising her subordinates for their ability, and promised: "When the person I recruited passes the probation period, I will give you a corresponding bonus."

Huang Zhihao was immediately excited and said loudly: "Thank you, Miss Wen!"

After briefly understanding the working status of everyone in the newspaper industry, Wen Yue went into the editor-in-chief's office with Huang Zhihao and asked directly: "Contact the printing factory as soon as possible and publish a newspaper tomorrow."

Huang Zhihao, who had been laughing all the time, was stunned and raised his voice unconsciously and asked: "Tomorrow?!"

Wen Yue nodded affirmatively: "Yes, tomorrow."

"Ms. Wen, the newspaper we publish is a weekly, published every Friday, and today is only Tuesday," Huang Zhihao's face became more and more bitter as he spoke, "Even if the printing factory is willing to let us jump the queue, there won't be enough news!"

In fact, even if they did, there might not be enough news. Their newspaper was short of news before, and the empty pages were copied from here and there. Now that Wen Yue won't copy, with just a few people, they may not be able to get so much news for the week before getting off work on Saturday even if they run to death.

Before Wen Yue came, Huang Zhihao had already begun to consider buying news to fill this issue of the newspaper. Although the quality of the purchased news is usually not high, it is better than leaving a blank space in the newspaper.

But buying news costs money, and according to the amount of news they have now, it will definitely cost a lot to fill the pages. To do this, he had to report to Wen Yue first, so he was still hesitating.

Who would have thought that before he went to find Wen Yue, she came to the newspaper first, and asked to publish this issue of the newspaper in advance.

If Wen Yue was not the boss, Huang Zhihao would definitely roll his eyes and curse, "You are an idiot!", but there is no if in this world, he can only tactfully tell her about the current difficulties of the newspaper, hoping that she can give up this idea.

Wen Yue was not completely unaware of the problem raised by Huang Zhihao, but she would definitely publish an issue of the newspaper tomorrow. After thinking for a moment, she said: "If the amount of news is not enough, reduce the pages, just treat it as a special issue."

Huang Zhihao became anxious when he heard it: "Ms. Wen, you also know that our newspaper has not been very prosperous in the past two years. Each newspaper has eight pages and no one sells it at two dollars. If the pages are reduced..." Can this issue of the newspaper still be sold?

"If you can't sell it, give it away for free."

"Give it away for free?!"

Huang Zhihao was shocked again, and his voice was much louder, which made Wen Yue's eyebrows jump. He smiled apologetically and lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know how many copies of this issue of the newspaper you plan to print, Miss Wen?"

For Wen Yue, the more copies the better, and she is not afraid of losing money. The purpose of issuing newspapers in advance is to make money.

But Wen Yue knows one thing very well, no matter what you do, you have to take it slowly, and taking too big a step will easily fail. "Dongjiang Entertainment News" is not famous, even if there is the news of the richest man as the headline and the newspaper is free, it is not difficult to sell it for 100,000 or 80,000.

Although she had money, there was no need to waste it so much, so she said: "This time we are testing the waters. Let's print 30,000 copies first."

Huang Zhihao almost choked on his saliva. He felt that Wen Yue was indeed the eldest lady and did not know the sufferings of the world. However, for the sake of the newspaper industry, she had to persuade: "Ms. Wen, paper in Xiangjiang is expensive! A newspaper in Xiangjiang costs five mosquitoes. The cost of white paper alone is two layers. The paper used in our newspapers is inferior, but with the printing cost, the final printing cost is still two layers. Even if the layout is reduced, a newspaper must have four pages, and the cost is half. The printing cost of 30,000 newspapers is three

layers, which is 30,000 Hong Kong dollars.

"I know you are not short of money, Miss Wen, and you really want to start the newspaper again. You want to make it famous by giving away newspapers for free, right?"

Huang Zhihao sighed before Wen Yue answered, "But Miss Wen, the most important thing about newspapers is news. Without content, few people will read it carefully even if it is given away for free. Even if the newspaper goes back to its original price, no one will buy it. It is useless."

Huang Zhihao's words were sincere, but Wen Yue did not intend to accept them. She just took out an envelope from her handbag, put it on his desk and said, "Who told you that our newspaper has no content?"

Huang Zhihao was stunned: "Huh?"

Wen Yue did not explain too much, just raised her chin and said, "Open it and have a look."

Huang Zhihao reached out his hand in confusion, picked up the envelope and opened it.

Like Wen Yue, he took out the photo first.

Although Zhou Baoyi did not enter the entertainment industry, she was not low-key and often appeared in newspapers with celebrities and wealthy women. As a journalist, Huang Zhihao naturally recognized her appearance.

As for Qian Jiaming and Wen Jialiang, although Huang Zhihao did not know them, he had seen Wen Rongsheng's photos and knew that the young man who was intimate with Zhou Baoyi in the photo was definitely not the richest man himself.

Huang Zhihao hesitated and asked: "This is..."

Wen Yue did not answer, but only reminded: "There is more inside."

Huang Zhihao lowered his head, took out the paternity test from the envelope and opened it.

Huang Zhihao opened his mouth in surprise after reading only a few words. As he continued to read, his mouth opened wider and wider. Finally, he asked in shock, "Is the fourth wife's son not Mr. Wen's biological son?" "

Yes." Wen Yue nodded affirmatively, "Is this news enough for the front page?"

"Yes! Yes! It's more than enough!"

Huang Zhihao stood up excitedly and walked back and forth in the office for several laps. But after a while, he suddenly stopped and said hesitantly, "As the old saying goes, family disgrace should not be made public. If we expose this big thing directly, will Mr. Wen have any objections?"

"This is a problem I need to consider," Wen Yue said calmly, looking straight into Huang Zhihao's eyes, "You just need to tell me whether you can arrange the layout as soon as possible, print the newspapers tomorrow morning and deliver them to the newsstands so that we can meet the citizens of Hong Kong."

Seeing Wen Yue so calm, Huang Zhihao couldn't help but have bad thoughts.

Ever since Pang Lifen moved out of 36 Barker Road to live in Repulse Bay, the Hong Kong media has been speculating about her and generally believed that she was driven out of the Peak mansion by Wen Rongsheng because she lost in the battle for the rich.

Before Pang Lifen's death, there were rumors that Wen Rongsheng gave Wen Yue 5% of the shares. After the news was confirmed, all the headlines in Hong Kong newspapers that day were "The First Wife Returns to the Palace".

However, with the death of Pang Lifen, Wen Yue gradually disappeared from the public eye, and the failure of the first wife's palace battle became a consensus among Hong Kong people.

Hong Kong's wealthy generally favor sons over daughters. Although Wen Yue got 5% of the shares of the Lai Rong Group, this share was not enough to make her the boss. She has no brothers, so how can she compete with the second and fourth wives who have sons?

If Wen Yue was still expected to help the first wife when she was studying, then when she graduated from university and got back the shares held by Wen Rongsheng through marriage, but did not take the opportunity to join the Lirong Group, and only knew how to buy, buy, buy every day, everyone had to admit that the daughter of the first wife had no business acumen and would most likely not be an heir in the future.

Huang Zhihao also thought so in the past, but looking at this data that was enough to destroy the mother and son of the fourth wife, he felt that his boss might not be as unambitious as she had shown in the past.

Although it would be a loss to print 30,000 newspapers out of pocket and give them to Hong Kong citizens for free, the scandal of the fourth wife would inevitably spread throughout Hong Kong, and the fourth wife and her son would never be able to turn things around.

His boss's trick was very clever!

Thinking of this, Huang Zhihao looked at Wen Yue with eyes full of admiration, and patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, Miss Wen, I promise to complete the task you assigned to me meticulously and not hold you back!"

Although I don't know why Huang Zhihao was suddenly so excited, but... Wen Yue nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."