Jing Zhe went over and kicked Hanhan: "Are you stupid? What are you doing wandering around here for no reason?"
Upon hearing this, Hanhan was overjoyed.
He raised his throwing axe and showed it off to Jing Zhe: "Young Chieftain, I'm just swinging around with the hammer you made for me!"
"..."
It was like casting pearls before swine. Jing Zhe stopped wasting words with him and asked, "Have you finished the tasks I assigned you?"
Hanhan nodded and said, "I sent a copy to Miss Zhang. Miss Zhang asked when you were free and invited you to come over for dinner. Then I went to the Duke of Huguo's mansion. Duke Yu wasn't there, but Yu Haixing was. When he heard that I was there to deliver newspapers, he said that I could just give them to him."
"You gave it to him?"
Given Yu Haixing's character, giving him the words would be pointless.
Hanhan shook his head: "No, I didn't think what he said was true, so I delivered it to Miss Yu myself. When Miss Yu heard that it was a newspaper from the young chieftain, she smiled foolishly for a long time. Before leaving, she was too embarrassed to ask me if the young chieftain would come again."
"how do you say?"
“I said I didn’t know, and that the young chieftain was quite busy and might not have time to go.”
"..."
Jing Zhe understood that he was clumsy with words, so he asked, "Where are the others?"
“When I went to the Prime Minister’s residence, Zhu Sheren was not there, so I gave it to her younger brother, Zhu Tangwen. I also sent two copies to Master Wang. Master Wang asked whose copy the other one was, and I said that the young chieftain had specifically instructed me to give it to Miss Bai. Master Wang then closed the door and said that you should come back and find her.”
"..."
Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "Who specifically told you that?"
"Didn't the young chieftain tell me that Miss Bailu did a lot of work at Wenxiang Residence last night, and that I should give her a newspaper as a reward? Wasn't that a special instruction he gave me?"
"Holy crap!"
Jing Zhe was furious: "Why don't you say this to the owner of the garden?"
He scratched his head sheepishly, "I forgot."
"..."
This guy is digging his own grave!
He doesn't speak when he should, and he talks nonsense when he shouldn't!
Women are all jealous, especially Wang Yingqiu, who was jealous of her sister last night. Now that Hanhan has given her another big dose of jealousy, how could Jing Zhe dare to go at this time?
"Young Master, shall we go to Wuxian Garden?"
"Go to hell! Return to the newspaper!"
"oh…"
The simpleton picked up the sledgehammer and followed.
...
Along the way, it attracted a lot of attention.
It's not that I'm looking at Jing Zhe, but rather at Hanhan.
After all, he was the only person wandering the streets carrying a giant throwing axe. After finally entering a quiet alley, Jing Zhe warned him, "Put the hammer down when you get back. Isn't it scary to carry this thing around in broad daylight?"
"But…"
Hanhan paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "Without weapons, how will I protect the young chieftain?"
"You're talking as if you have a weapon and can actually protect me! Besides, in Jingzhou City, who would dare to cause me trouble for no reason?"
He said "Oh" and followed.
To get to the newspaper office, you have to pass by Wenxiangju.
At this time, the area outside Wenxiangju was crowded with people, who were still arguing. If you listened closely, you could tell that they were all upset and frustrated about not being able to buy newspapers.
Some people were even prepared to offer high prices to buy back the newspapers from others, but none of those who managed to snatch the newspapers sold them—anyone can see how valuable the newspapers are now, and you can't even buy them; only a fool would sell them!
Looking at the bustling crowd, Jing Zhe smiled and shook his head, thinking that this scene would probably continue for a while, and continued walking into the newspaper office.
Surprisingly, the newspaper office was very quiet at this time.
Everyone knew they had succeeded, and their previous efforts had paid off. Logically, they should have gone crazy, but the more this was the case, the calmer they became.
Because everyone knows that without their leader's approval, how can they be in the mood to celebrate?
So when Jing Zhe appeared at the door, everyone stood up excitedly. Jing Zhe entered and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Everyone's so serious. Are your standards even higher than mine?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed. Chen Jiannan stepped forward and said with a smile, "Isn't it because we didn't get President Jing's approval that everyone was nervous? President Jing, you're not aware of what happened at Wenxiangju today, are you?"
"Yes, President Jing wasn't there, so he definitely can't guess how popular Wenxiangju is!"
Jing Zhe smiled and shook his head, "Although I wasn't there in person, I know what happened at Wenxiangju!"
"Oh? What's going on, President Jing? Could it be that you've planted a spy among us?"
These words were met with laughter from the entire room.
Jing Zhe didn't keep them in suspense and recounted how Emperor An sent Sui Shouren out to buy newspapers, but they couldn't buy a single one. After hearing this, everyone felt a bit scared.
"Oh dear, there were too many people at the time, I didn't see General Sui!"
"Yes, if we see it, we should give it to him first!"
"Won't His Majesty blame us for this?"
Hearing everyone's lingering fear, Jing Zhe comforted them, "It's a good thing you can't buy them. Doesn't that just prove how popular our newspapers are? Let me make this clear in advance: when selling newspapers in the future, we can't give anyone special treatment. We have to follow the rules!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Jing Zhe then instructed, "Tomorrow morning, continue to go to Wenxiangju, but this time sell a thousand copies. We'll see how sales go tomorrow. If it's good, the printing department should work harder to print another five hundred copies. If it's not good, don't print any more, so as not to create the impression that the newspapers are in short supply!"
"Yes, President Jing!"
It was already lunchtime, and everyone hadn't eaten since they were all waiting for Jing Zhe. Jing Zhe thought for a moment and then smiled and said, "I was supposed to take everyone to Wenxiangju for a nice meal to celebrate. But when I passed by Wenxiangju just now, I found it packed with people, mostly trying to buy newspapers. I think we shouldn't go there, or we might not be able to eat if they find out!"
Everyone laughed and agreed.
"President Jing is absolutely right. Not only do I not dare to go out to eat, I don't even dare to go home now!"
"Who says otherwise? Before, I was busy from morning till night at the newspaper office and no one ever asked me anything, but last night someone came to my house to ask if I was at the newspaper office and if I could get a few copies of the newspaper!"
"That's so true! My mom just came over to ask me about it. She said all my aunts and uncles are blocking my doorway, waiting for me to bring the newspaper back. I'm too scared to leave!"
Subsequently, many more people encountered this situation, and although they complained, they looked incredibly satisfied.
This shows that their newspaper has become a huge hit!
Moreover, from now on, they will no longer be the despised Grand Secretaries of the Baohe School!
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