The stock exchange is like a symbol of the prosperity of this city. The gray crowds move quickly in the humid atmosphere, as busy and ups and downs as the invisible market.
Olivia Fengchi, who has a slim figure and is holding a black umbrella, stands quietly next to Sean. The gray skirt follows the curves of her body, and her figure is indescribably delicate.
Beside Olivia, Sean put a hand on Vincent's shoulder.
He lowered his head, as if he was plotting something with Vincent. If anyone peeked at them, they could see Sean whispering to the reporters around him:
"... Do you understand? - Try again. This time, you don't need to pay attention to what they say, you just state your request..."
Vincent just pursed his lips and nodded from time to time. The new president in front of him asked him to go into the public relations department again and tell Lewis his demands again. In the process, he should ignore what the other party said.
Mr. Dickinson in front of him insisted that just now, he felt that Lewis's attitude had changed slightly, and if he had been tougher, they would have cooperated.
Although he didn't see it himself, Vincent was willing to try again for the most important manuscript in the speed version.
So, after sorting out his mood, Vincent turned around and walked into the public relations department again.
He noticed that Sean and his assistant also came in, presumably to encourage him.
Manager Lewis originally thought that the other party had left, but when he saw the three of them turning back, he looked up in confusion.
Walking into the office again, Vincent's state was different from before.
There was no longer a fake smile on his face, but a straight face.
Lewis was just about to ask, but he didn't expect that the other party had already spoken, and his voice was rather stiff: "Mr. Lewis, I ask you to fulfill what you promised me before - hand over today's official press release to me immediately."
Lewis, who was still thinking about how to invite these ignorant people away, was suddenly stunned.
He felt that Vincent in front of him looked extremely majestic, and his words could not be disobeyed...
He was so nervous that his breathing was rapid, his heartbeat was racing, and he felt that refusing Vincent's request was simply the hardest thing in the world.
He had no choice but to lick his suddenly dry mouth and replied cautiously: "Okay, okay, sir..."
Not daring to look at Vincent again, Lewis turned around in panic and looked at the public relations employee next to him: "Rex, finish today's financial draft before leaving get off work!"
Vincent, who originally thought it would be another verbal battle, didn't expect everything to be so simple.
He returned to the office and forcefully asked Lewis to hand in the manuscript. He, who had been so glib just now, suddenly gave in!
He turned his head to look at Sean in disbelief, but found the young president's assistant standing behind him.
Sean patted Vincent on the shoulder and led him out of the office.
"It's incredible, Mr. Dickinson!" Vincent looked excited, "Lewis actually agreed. I thought it was completely hopeless, but I didn't expect you to really see that he has been shaken..."
Looking at the rather excited reporter team leader, Sean had a slight smile on his face.
"If you hadn't rushed over..." Vincent suddenly felt a little sad, as if he felt that he was in a disadvantageous position. "If you hadn't rushed over, I might not have been able to get the manuscript today."
Sean shook his shoulder with a strong hand: "No, that's not it, Vincent.
"If it hadn't been for your hard work before, what I came here to say wouldn't have worked.
“The work you do matters, too.”
Sean knew in his heart that this was not true. This time he used some unconventional means to ask for the manuscript.
But the young newspaper president didn't want to miss an inspiring opportunity.
After hearing what Sean said and thinking about his previous actions, Vincent felt a mixture of guilt and gratitude in his heart.
He blinked, pursed his lips, and nodded heavily.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, the new edition of the "Evening News" started printing on time.
On the first floor of the newspaper headquarters, after the printing of the first batch of evening newspapers was completed, John Jackson took a newspaper with the ink that had just dried, walked up the stairs quickly, passed through the slightly excited editorial staff, and rang the bell. Dickinson's office door.
"Please come in."
Knowing that it was John who came to deliver the newspaper, Sean, who couldn't hold himself back, had already stood up.
He walked towards John who came in, and took the first evening newspaper sponsored and edited by him handed over by the young man: "Thank you, John."
The heartbeat is a little fast.
Although he had already seen the sample manuscript given by the layout editor, Sean still wanted to browse the official first issue in person.
After getting ready in his seat, Sean laid the newspaper flat on the desk.
The first issue of "Beacon Evening News", February 5, 1925.
Next to the evening newspaper is the logo that Sean asked the illustrator to draw: the sea in a diamond shape, and a stable lighthouse on the sea.
"Lighthouse" is the official name of the New Testament Evening News after its revision.
The name and logo were the result of much thought from Sean.
The personification of Salvationism is often compared to a "shepherd" or a "lighthouse".
Whether it is the intention of "lighthouse" or the diamond shape in the logo, they all vaguely reveal a "pro-Savior" stance.
Not only from the name and logo, Sean has also made up his mind that his stance on running the newspaper must be close to the Salvation Church.
This is considered from a larger strategic level.
First of all, Sean already knows that there is a problem with the righteous God of the first faith today.
In the foreseeable future, this huge hidden danger will affect the collective destiny of mankind.
He could not foresee what form the conflict would take or when it would begin...
But he knew that the future was by no means optimistic - it was only a matter of time before that weird righteous god threatened mankind.
Then, before the war breaks out, it is natural to establish a good relationship with the powerful Divine Court and accumulate strength secretly.
In particular, his "Black Knight" identity is the leader of a niche belief.
This is doomed. In order to offset risks, his "white knight" must maintain an image of "loyalty".
If Shawshank Rogers' "missionary career" suffers a major setback, or is even directly targeted by Keane, Sean, who has always been loyal to the "Holy Court", can give up that identity and continue to lurk.
Considering these aspects, Sean Dickinson, an enthusiastic pioneer of the newspaper industry, must have the appearance of a pro-theatrian.
What's more, Sean likes the idea of a lighthouse.
He symbolizes keeping watch firmly and shining through the fog.
Next came the newspaper’s slogan—“A New Testament in a Day.”
Although the New Testament Evening News changed its name, its soul was placed in the slogan.
The slogan was the result of a night of discussion between Sean and Norton's editor-in-chief.
The New Testament of the day not only expresses the fact that the evening newspaper condenses the news of the day, but also has the feeling of reading the "Beacon Evening News" as the end of the day...
It is not only a summary of the newspaper content, but also an advocacy of a lifestyle.
Sean believes that if we carry out marketing around this slogan in the future, it will definitely have good results.
