Yali Daily may not be the best reporter and cannot report the best news.
But they are definitely the best plagiarism masters.
In a short time, they had already sorted out the manuscript, and it looked natural and seamless.
Of course, this is based on the story itself. If it were put in the news, many people might say: I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me as a fool?
Yali Daily also knows that if this thing is published, there will definitely be many readers who will curse it and think that the reputation of Yali Daily has been ruined.
But the Yali tabloid also knows that many people who like novelty will still buy this newspaper.
Even including those who have been deceived, their tabloid sales will surge in the short term.
There is no way, now Yali Daily cannot consider long-term interests because it has to be responsible to the majority of investors.
If Mr. Wei gets angry and wants to withdraw his capital, it will be a devastating blow to Yali Daily.
Master Wei is different from Master Qi. Master Wei has been running a female residence for so many years and has three religions and nine schools. What kind of person has he not seen? What kind of things have you not experienced?
He saw the problem with the contract at a glance, and then bargained with Yali Daily.
Therefore... Mr. Wei can withdraw his capital, so he also has a great say in Yali Daily.
Now that the sales of Yali Daily are declining, Mr. Wei's shares are shrinking. Who knows whether he will withdraw his investment in anger?
If Mr. Wei withdraws his capital, many plans of Yali Daily will not be able to be carried out, and the capital turnover may even be ineffective.
That's a terrible thing.
The only solution is to maintain the superficial prosperity, stabilize Mr. Wei first, and then explore other funding channels.
So Yali Daily started making up news.
In the face of capital, people can really... well, they can do anything.
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"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, Yali Daily has found evidence that Wei Da's house is haunted. Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, Yali Daily has found evidence that Wei Da's house is haunted."
Newsboys shouted in the street.
These newsboys were Da Qin's first headline-makers. Through their hawking, they attracted the attention of countless people.
Many people are surprised. They don’t know how Yali Daily does it and can actually see ghosts.
So they bought a newspaper.
Anyway...newspapers aren't expensive.
After getting the newspaper, these people started to look through it, and then found... the content inside was really hard to describe.
According to the description in the newspaper, Mr. Qi's son was extraordinary from the time he was born.
When this son was walking on the street when he was a child, many people noticed that his shadow was lighter.
Therefore, Mr. Qi’s name is Hun Dan.
As for why his soul was weak, Mr. Qi couldn't figure it out. The Confucian master checked many classics, and finally he could only roughly confirm that the child's mind was very transparent and clear, so his soul was relatively weak.
This statement is of course nonsense, and is just deceiving oneself and others.
But after having this statement, at least no one will look at Hun Dan with a strange eye.
But when Hundan grew up, married a wife and had children, a problem arose.
He never had a son.
In the beginning, he couldn't do it. At that time, Mr. Qi was very anxious and bought a lot of tonic medicine for him.
I even drank a lot of the fairy tea from Shangjun Courtyard.
However, it still didn't work.
In the end, Mr. Qi had no choice but to let nature take its course.
A few years later, Hun Dan died, and Mr. Qi was heartbroken.
It is sad that the Qi family has no heir, and it is sad that the Qi family has lost its incense.
But I never expected that there would be such a magical thing in the world.
People in the Qi family began to see ghosts.
At first, there were some weak and sick maids. After these patients became ill, the vitality in their bodies was not that sufficient, so they saw something.
According to these maids, they saw a white shadow that floated from a distance to a nearby place with a sudden sound.
They were panicked and quickly told Mr. Qi the news.
Master Qi naturally didn't believe it, and lectured them, "If you don't know life, how can you know how to die?" The theories about gods and ghosts are mostly false talk and should not be talked nonsense.
However, a few days later, Master Qi also saw this white shadow.
It is said that Mr. Qi was writing in his study that day, when suddenly a cold air drifted behind him.
Master Qi suddenly felt creepy and uncomfortable all over.
His body trembled for a moment, and then he shouted nervously: "But is Hundan here?"
Then, the cold air suddenly subsided and turned into Lord Qi's son.
Master Qi was filled with emotion, talked with his son, and then sent him to the widow's room.
The widow had been crying all day long, but she never expected that her dead husband suddenly reappeared.
The widow looked at her husband and began to enjoy life...
A few months later, the widow turned out to be pregnant.
Mr. Qi looked through ancient books and finally discovered that this situation has existed since ancient times.
His own son, Hun Dan, has a very shallow shadow because his soul has been incomplete since he was a child.
It is precisely for this reason that he cannot impregnate others.
But when he died and appeared in the world in the form of his soul, he lost the burden of his physical body and could make people pregnant.
Everything in the world is so miraculous, it’s hard not to accept it.
People in Xianyang were completely confused after seeing this news report.
Is this... human language?
What kind of bullshit is this article about?
The Xianyang people threw away the newspapers.
However, some people felt that the story was pretty good and had a bit of a Chun Yujia feel to it, so they read it twice carefully, intending to give it to others for praise.
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"That's too much to bully, what is it?" Mr. Qi threw the newspaper to the ground, still feeling annoyed, and stepped on it twice.
The housekeeper walked over cautiously and said, "Sir...what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Qi took a deep breath and said: "People like Xianyang Daily are simply bullying people. When did my son lose his soul?"
"When have I ever seen a ghost? How dare you make up such nonsense about me?"
The housekeeper coughed dryly and said, "Sir, actually... I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."
Master Qi: "Huh?"
The housekeeper said: "Sir, if you think about it carefully, wasn't it you yourself who asked Yali Daily to fabricate information?"
Master Qi was silent for a while and said calmly: "But I didn't let them make it up to this extent."
The housekeeper sighed and said to Master Qi: "Sir, haven't you noticed yet? In fact, these reporters and editors are very cunning. They often start to act boldly just because of a word from the master."
Master Qi nodded slowly: "Yes, these people are indeed very cunning. But this time..."
The housekeeper said: "I think your purpose has been achieved, don't you think? Now in Xianyang City, what you are discussing the most is whether there are gods or ghosts, rather than whether someone in the mansion is pregnant."
Mr. Qi hummed: "That is true, and there is some truth to it. I hope this matter can be suppressed."
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Late at night, people from Yali Daily came to Master Wei's house.
"Sir, what do you think of this data?" The editor of Yali Daily sent a list to Master Wei.
Mr. Wei is a bit strange. The business he does is a bit shady, so he never sees customers during the day, and seems to want to carry out his business in a secret way.
Mr. Wei looked at the data, nodded casually, and said, "It's not bad. Today's sales are not bad."
The salesman coughed dryly and said, "Then... can you make some additional investments?"
Master Wei said: "Let's take a look and wait."
The salesman let out a disappointed sound.
This Mr. Wei is a thief. Whenever he is asked to make additional investment, he always waits.
The salesman left disappointed.
However, after he left Mr. Wei's house, he didn't go far and turned around to a factory.
This factory was jointly run by Wang Wan and Feng Quli.
The two men were originally bitter rivals in politics, but unexpectedly they became partners.
This factory is a one-stop enterprise for cattle and sheep breeding and woolen sweater processing.
The lambs go in and the woolen sweaters come out, very efficiently.
The salesman walked in cautiously, coughed dryly, and said, "Do you need... investment?"
The gatekeeper was an old man. He looked at the salesman up and down for a while and said, "What investment?"
The salesman smiled slightly and said, "Can I meet your boss? I'm from a newspaper."
The old man at the gate thought for a while and said, "Just wait."
Then, the old man went into the yard like a tiger.
The old man is very impressive recently because he is very domineering in his profession.
And Niu Calf, who was also the gatekeeper, brought him a lot of glory. So now people in the janitor industry feel that they are very dignified.
Of course, gatekeepers are also knowledgeable, and they need to be able to read people's faces.
If you are a dignitary, you should be polite and make people feel at home. This can avoid offending the host.
If you are an ordinary person, you should have a cold face and an impatient look, as if you are yelling at animals to yell at them. In this way, the master's status is invisibly elevated, giving him a sense of majesty.
Now he could see that the salesman's status was not very good, and there was no need to give him face.
However, the current boss is open for business after all. Since the other party is a salesman, he probably has serious business.
In short... we can't delay the boss's business.
So, the gatekeeper met Wang Wan and Feng Quli.
Wang Wan and Feng Quili were playing chess.
Wang Wan said with emotion: "Brother Feng, I am actually quite satisfied with my current life. Although I can no longer call the shots, I feel very at ease in my heart."
Feng Quili nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Making a lot of money every day, being in the shopping mall, doing everything possible is not bad. And there are not so many rules."
Wang Wan snorted: "It is indeed a beautiful thing in the world to still be able to play chess and drink wine now. Moreover, we have all been officials, and those in the court will not bully us. We are better than most people. They are all much luckier.”
Feng Quili said with emotion: "Yes. Yes. I think so too."
So, Feng Quli said: "Explode."
Later, Wang Wan's army commander was killed with a bomb.
Wang Wan squeezed the commander and said: "Brother Feng, this is a bad move. You blew up my commander to death, but my commander is still there. Didn't you... waste a good opportunity? ?”
Feng Quli laughed and said: "Brother Wang, don't forget, my commander is still here. If your commander meets me, I will fight with you and die together."
"At that time, my army commander will still be here, but your army commander will die young. Then won't I definitely win?"
Wang Wan said: "That's not necessarily the case. Don't forget, I also have a bomb that can blow up your commander."
Feng Quli chuckled and said, "I hope my army commander has already eaten up all your military divisions, brigade, regiments and battalions before your bombs catch up to him."
Wang Wan frowned immediately.
At this time, the old gatekeeper came in and said, "There is someone outside asking to see you."
Wang Wan said casually: "Who is it?"
The old man at the door said: "It seems to be a salesman, from a newspaper."
Feng Quili said: "Most of them are here to ask us to do advertisements."
Wang Wan hummed: "But then again, we haven't advertised for a while."
Feng Quili said: "Do we still need to advertise our products? Who doesn't know?"
Wang Wan said: "That won't work either. We have to ensure exposure. People never see our advertisements, so they will have doubts: Is this thing no longer working?"
Feng Quili said: "That's true, let's call people in."
So the salesperson was called in.
After he came in, he immediately nodded and bowed, and said, "I have met the two prime ministers."
Wang Wan chuckled and said, "I am no longer the Prime Minister."
Feng Quili said: "Have I ever been a prime minister?"
The salesman said with a smile: "I have done it, I have done it. Your Excellency has been the prime minister for several days."
Feng Quili laughed loudly: "What you said seems to be sarcastic."
The salesman shook his head repeatedly and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare."
Wang Wan said: "What kind of newspaper salesperson are you?"
The salesman said: "Yali Daily."
Feng Quli made a sound and said: "Your newspaper is very interesting. I often read it when I have nothing to do. It's quite fun."
The salesman's eyes lit up and he said, "As long as you like it."
Feng Quili said calmly: "It's not like I like it, I just use it to relieve boredom."
The salesman smiled dryly and said, "Isn't a newspaper just for relieving boredom?"
Feng Quli hummed.
Wang Wan looked at the salesman in confusion, thinking: What on earth is this guy doing? Why don't you get to the point?
At this time, the salesman finally said shyly: "Two adults, I have a way to make money faster."
