"Who is this Mr. Shanhe? Why is everyone talking about him now?"
The reputation of Tongxing Newspaper grew stronger and stronger, and eventually it reached the ears of some people in the National Government.
Someone explained: "Mr. Shanhe is the pen name of a writer. He wrote several patriotic articles in newspapers, which attracted many people to read."
"A few patriotic articles made this person famous?" He was not doubting it. Nowadays, all these intellectuals satirize the government and talk about patriotism every day.
They are just a bunch of scholars who only know how to talk nonsense. They have no idea about the difficulties the government is facing.
The man continued, "This man's writing is sophisticated and insightful, often critical of current issues." He paused, then added, "He also predicted, based on the current international situation, that the island nation would engage in a full-scale war."
The middle-aged man frowned. "That's nonsense. The island nation is small and resource-poor. How could it possibly support them fighting such a long-distance war?"
Even though the island nation's economy and military are booming and it has further encroached on the country's land, they do not believe that the other side dares to launch a full-scale war.
He originally wanted to hear why Mr. Shanhe was so popular, but when he heard this person exaggerating like a clown, he immediately lost interest.
"He's just a name with nothing to show for it."
But not many people agreed with what he said.
More and more people came to visit, and many of them squatted around the Tongxing Newspaper Office all night, mobilizing all their connections, but found that there was no such person as Mr. Shanhe.
Because no one submits articles to Tongxing Newspaper, Mr. Shanhe must be someone inside the newspaper.
If you think about it, it explains why Mr. Shanhe would publish an article in such an unknown or even newly established newspaper, because it is his own newspaper!
It was only natural to use such a sensational title to attract readers.
But no matter how much they searched, they couldn't find out who Mr. Shanhe was.
Zhang Tingyou sent invitations and visiting cards to the newspaper several times, but each time he received no response. After finally getting their approval, he went to visit in person.
Although the other party was the editor-in-chief of a competing newspaper, when Tongxing Newspaper's newspaper was first published, the other party not only did not stop them, but instead helped them increase sales and spontaneously promoted them.
He also learned that the other party had once lost his job to save the country. Although he failed, his heart was respectable. An Jingzhi had some good feelings for this person.
He led the people to the living room of his house and asked someone to serve tea. The three mothers were busy with their own things, so An Jingzhi personally entertained them.
The two of them were silent, with only the occasional clinking of teacups as they were put down and raised. Just when An Jingzhi was a little confused about what the other party was trying to say, Zhang Tingyou suddenly said, "Mr. Shanhe?"
"Hmm?" An Jingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
Although the other party did not show anything unnatural, it was precisely because of this bit of perfection that Zhang Tingyou was certain that the person in front of him was Mr. Shanhe, whom he had always wanted to visit.
How could an ordinary young man, who had just reached adulthood, have such a calm and composed demeanor? Although he hadn't said a word just now, his peripheral vision had been paying attention to the state of the young man in front of him. He was calm and composed.
If the other party is Mr. Shahe, then it makes sense.
I was shocked, but also felt that it was reasonable.
"Mr. Shanhe, you made it so hard for me to find you." He smiled bitterly.
Who would have thought that the owner of Tongxing Newspaper was Mr. Shanhe himself? A young man who had just come of age.
An Jingzhi looked innocent and said, "I didn't hide it."
Thinking about how he couldn't sleep at night after reading the other party's article, and how he wanted to discuss it face to face with the other party but was rejected by the other party, Zhang Tingyou was full of resentment:
"I have invited Mr. Shanhe many times, but he always refused to see me."
"You also know that Tongxing Newspaper has just been established and it is a busy time. Naturally, we don't have time to attend your party." An Jingzhi said bluntly.
"Since you've all guessed I'm Mr. Shanhe, you should also understand that my family still has a debt. Burdened by debt, how can I have the leisure to socialize and gather with others?"
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn't asked people to buy newspapers to help promote it, I'm afraid the newspaper wouldn't have been able to start up so smoothly."
Zhang Tingyou apologized after hearing this: "I was not thoughtful enough."
Zhang Tingyou knew the true character of those officials. However, his pencil factory was doing well at first. Although its bankruptcy had its own reasons, it was also largely due to the efforts of others to hinder it.
"As for words of thanks, there's no need to say more. I did all this voluntarily."
He hesitated for a moment and said, "I have a small fortune. If Mr. Shanhe needs anything, please let me know."
An Jingzhi really didn't expect that the pen name of Mr. Shanhe would make the other party want to give him money the first time they met him.
That’s right, it’s giving, not lending.
Seeing the other person's attitude, as long as I ask for it, he will give me as much as he has.
"Editor-in-Chief Zhang," he said, opening his mouth, "The problem with the textile factory has been solved for the time being. Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Zhang."
"In that case, congratulations."
Thinking about his purpose, Zhang Tingyou said, "Mr. Shanhe, I have read your first article more than ten times, but there is one question that I still can't understand."
An Jingzhi said politely, "Editor-in-Chief Zhang, you don't have to be polite. Just call me by my name."
Zhang Tingyou stubbornly shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Shanhe is Mr. Shanhe. How can you call him by his first name?"
The other party was a typical stubborn scholar, so An Jingzhi stopped trying to persuade him and asked, "If you have any questions, just tell me directly."
"Now many people are discussing Mr. Shanhe's first article, which said that the island nation would launch a full-scale war in a few years."
"Mr. Shanhe's familiarity with the geography of the island nation puts my generation to shame, but does Mr. Shanhe really believe that the island nation has the potential or the ability to launch a full-scale war?"
Although the giant dragon in the East is temporarily asleep, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a behemoth compared to the territory of the island country.
"Have you ever heard of fighting to support war? The north is where their plan begins..."
One spoke in detail and the other listened attentively. The two of them were like sitting and discussing something, asking and answering questions. No matter what Zhang Tingyou asked, An Jingzhi could give a unique explanation.
Before they knew it, it was getting dark outside and the three sisters were returning home from get off work.
When he found out that Xie Yingfeng and others had returned home, Zhang Tingyou realized that he had been disturbing An Jingzhi's house for a long time without realizing it.
He stood up and said goodbye with a reluctant heart, and said goodbye to the three sisters before leaving. The first thing he did when he got home was to record all the questions and answers he had with An Jingzhi today.
Xie Yingfeng watched the scholar-looking man leave before asking, "Who is that man?"
An Jingzhi: "Editor-in-Chief Zhang from Huaxing Newspaper."
"Why is he coming here? Is he here to cause trouble?" Xie Yingfeng was straightforward and said whatever came to his mind.
Er Niang thought more about it. Looking at the man's attitude when he left, he didn't seem to be looking for trouble. She looked at An Jingzhi with questioning eyes.
"Don't worry, he's here to see Mr. Shanhe."
"He knows?" Sanniang was surprised.
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