Chapter 569 Out of fear

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"Sean! They are absolutely crazy!" Judy heard the handsome man yelling as soon as he saw the handsome man walking into Sean's office.

Judy Walter knew that Mr. 1902 favored black tea, so she went directly to the tea room without asking.

Moonlight, filled with indignation, walked to Sean's desk: "They are no longer criticizing the newspaper, but insulting you!"

Yueguang, who had been in the office during Sean's overtime work, sat on the sofa familiarly. Due to the intense mood, she recalled the feeling of smoking, so she could only take a deep breath and rub her pockets.

When Judy came in with black tea, Yueguang stood up and took it gentlemanly.

Evan Burns didn't come with Moonlight. After Ivan settled in Yueguang's home, they discovered that this friend was a bookworm. Except for going to the Queen's library to borrow and return books, he locked himself in his room to read the rest of the time - Yueguang had to go there at intervals. Just make sure he's okay.

Sean motioned to Yueguang to wait, and continued to read the newspaper in his hand with a smile.

It was a little-known newspaper with a daily sales volume of only 5,000 copies, but the columnist gave a positive evaluation of the revision of the "Beacon Evening News"——

This is what Sean found interesting: not all newspapers were unanimous in targeting themselves. There were quite a few knowledgeable people who felt the new and progressive temperament of the Evening News after reading the first issue.

This was something Sean didn't expect.

He folded the newspaper in half and put it on the table with satisfaction: "What's wrong, man?" He looked at the moonlight, "You seem to be more angry than me."

Moonlight, who seemed to have been sulking while Sean was reading, sat up straight: "Have you read the articles about you? They can be said to be wantonly abusive! How could you..." Moonlight looked at it in confusion. Sean, "How can you not be angry at all?"

Although he knew Sean's temperament, he never expected to fall into such a negative public opinion whirlpool. Sean could not have any negative emotions at all, and even smiled freely, as if every newspaper had awarded him a "medal" .

Moonlight wasn't angry at Sean's "numbness", but she really didn't understand why he could be so calm.

Then, Sean told Moonlight about his "spotlight" theory - readers like war of words, and as long as other newspapers continue to scold him, it can still have a publicity effect for the "Evening News".

Moreover, after experiencing the "moral war" of newspapers in the early 20th century, people are actually skeptical of such critical articles. The current siege and slander will not really damage Sean's reputation.

There will be no actual losses, and it can also have a publicity effect for the "Evening News"...

"What's there to be angry about?" Sean spread his hands.

After listening to what Sean said, Yueguang nodded as if he had some understanding. The anger that filled his heart because his friend was slandered has begun to ebb, replaced by a calmness based on understanding.

"In addition..." Sean moved his chair, moved closer, and lowered his voice, "This further proves that the reform of the Evening News is successful."

"What should I say?" The pianist tilted his head.

Sean straightened up: "Have their attacks escalated since the first issue was released?"

"That's right. Before, he was just paranoid talking to himself, but now he's like a bunch of mad dogs." Moonlight glanced at the newspapers piled on Sean's desk and curled her lips in disdain.

"Why are they like this?"

"Then why," Moonlight sighed, "because they hate you."

"There is no such thing as hatred without reason." Sean's eyes flashed with that light again, that light of insight, "They hate me more and more because...

"fear."

Yue Guang raised her eyebrows as if she had some realization.

"Fear," Sean continued, "after they read the first issue of the Evening Beacon, they were scared."

"That's why I followed my own instinct and attacked even more crazily."

"The "Evening News" is really exciting now," Sean tilted his head quite proudly, "Man."

However, after reading other newspapers, Sean also discovered something unusual.

The other two major local newspapers, the New Testament Times and the Wall Street Journal, had no comments on the evening paper's redesign - neither praise nor disparagement.

Maybe it's because they don't care about the Evening News at all, or maybe because they have gotten over the vulgar taste of war of words.

In short, these two newspapers that Sean was in awe of actually showed...

Completely different weather.

Sean knew that the newspapers that wanted to make him angry and make him make mistakes were no match for him from the beginning.

If running a newspaper is like climbing a mountain, his real opponent is still above the clouds and mist above his head.

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Sean has realized that the "magic" of war of words will gradually lose its effectiveness and have a backlash effect.

If he continues to be trapped in such a whirlpool, not only will he not bring more attention, but he will also gradually bore readers and even leave the impression of "aggressive" and "victimistic" in their hearts.

So Sean followed his instincts and published his final reply to his personal and newspaper attacks in the second issue of the Evening News.

In this reply, he regained his calm and rational tone and repeatedly emphasized the importance of seeking common ground while reserving differences.

And welcomes corrections and criticisms from people from all walks of life...

At the end of the article, he promised not to respond to the attack and took the initiative to turn off the "spotlight".

The second issue of "Lighthouse Evening News" still maintains the same high standard.

The next morning, Sean received two pieces of good news.

Sean arrived a little late due to traffic jam, and John excitedly ran over to open the door for him, making a "V" sign with a radiant face.

"What's wrong?" Sean asked.

"Twenty thousand copies!" John lowered his excited tone, "The sales volume of the second issue is 20,000 copies!"

Sean chuckled.

Although we know there are still many bubbles, this is also a gratifying number.

"John, you have to get used to numbers like this in the future." Sean said jokingly as he walked forward.

I saw Judy walking over again. The chubby female assistant already had beautiful features, and her slightly red face due to excitement made her even more delicate: "Mr. Dickinson, the order from the post office is here!" Her eyes twinkled. , “We added 600 households with full-year subscriptions!”

The daily sales of 20,000 copies did not stop Sean, but the annual subscription of 600 households did.

The "bubble" has not yet subsided, and you can already see the "wine liquid" rising.

Sean knew that in the previous daily sales, only about 1,000 copies were annual subscribers.

The new edition has only been released for two issues, and annual subscriptions have tripled...

This is a result that is somewhat beyond Sean's expectations.

Sean knew that this was the result of the "Speed ​​Edition".

New Testament middle-class people who bought the Evening Post because they were concerned about the revisions and quarrels came across the "Speed ​​Edition" and it made their eyes light up.

Considering that progressives are being persecuted by conservatives, in order to express their attitude, they have taken practical actions...

Hence, this achievement was achieved.