"Have you been drinking?" The boss couldn't help but frowned when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol that had not yet dissipated from his body.
"I drank a little and I'm awake now."
"It doesn't matter. I can tell you that a new batch of newspapers have arrived recently. Among them, an article analyzing the historical development of the American continent has been very popular recently, and the supply exceeds the demand! I happen to have the goods here, how about I show it to you? look?"
"America?" Yu Yutao was stunned for a moment and wanted to turn around and leave, but just as he was about to take steps, he felt that going back now would be nothing but emptiness and sadness.
"Let's take a look!"
The boss turned around and went back, took out the top one from a stack of thick newspapers and handed it to Yu Yutao. He also found a secluded place for him to sit down and brought a mahogany chair.
"Here, Wu Su Morning News, called Guns, Germs and Steel, is printed on the first page."
Yu Yutao was accustomed to the boss's warm reception. He nodded towards the boss, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.
"Why did Westerners conquer the New World with guns, germs, and steel, instead of Africans or Native Americans crossing the ocean to conquer Europe? Why..."
"Huh?" Yu Yutao read the beginning and his interest was instantly aroused. His excitement was immediately ignited and could no longer be extinguished.
Yu Yutao continued reading eagerly. While reading, he took the toilet paper from the side to wipe his hands, took out the pen he carried with him from his pocket, and took notes.
After reading two newspapers in a row, his mind was still stuck on the newspapers and refused to leave.
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, it's getting a little late..." The boss knocked on the table.
"Oh...oh, okay." Yu Yutao finally came back to his senses. He looked out the window. He remembered that he came in the afternoon, but there was no light outside at this moment.
"How's it going? Is this article to your taste? Wu Su Morning Post, you said this is really interesting!"
"How do you say it?" Yu Yutao was aroused by his curiosity.
"Wu Su Morning Post was originally a small newspaper. In recent days, it first published Wu Po Cang Qiong, which caused a sensation. Then it added another issue, serializing Guns, Germs, and Steel. Now the demand exceeds supply!"
"Now! I don't know how many times we will add more issues. I heard that these days, it is even selling more hotly than Jingkou Evening News!"
Yu Yutao was thoughtful.
"This is indeed a good article, with a novel angle, and I always feel that there is something hidden in this layer of text. There may be an doctrine behind the research question..."
"Haha! Writer Yu, you are a great writer who is popular throughout Jingkou! I don't understand what you are saying. If you like these two newspapers, just take them away!"
"Haha! Then I'm not welcome." Yu Yutao accepted the two newspapers, then put away the toilet paper on the table where he took notes, put them into his arms together, and stood up.
He naturally knew that he bought books here every day. The books he bought here probably weighed a ton, so it was not a big deal to get him two newspapers.
He patted his pants, looked at the bookstore, and suddenly had an impulse: "From now on, you must save a copy of Wu Su Morning News for me."
"Okay! No problem." The boss readily agreed.
He is not stupid, how can he have trouble with money? He will definitely try his best to please and retain such a big customer.
By the time Yu Yutao got home, it was already evening. He drank a lot yesterday and didn't eat anything today. He put his hand on his chest, where there was still a dull pain.
Yu Yutao sighed, but the excitement in his heart did not allow him to rest.
He opened the Wu Su Morning News again and flipped to the front page serial.
"Guns, germs and steel..."
Yu Yutao studied it carefully again. Some things were overturned, and some things were established. It seemed that he had understood some of it, but he seemed not to understand everything.
"This is a really good article! It would be great if the author could talk about it in person."
"The author is weeds? Wild fires cannot burn them out, but they grow again when the spring breeze blows. What a good choice for the name weeds!"
Yu Yutao flipped to the bottom of the newspaper, where the newspaper's information was written.
"Wusu Newspaper Office, No. 19, Zhicheng Road, Wusu City, Jiaxing, Zhejiang Province."
An idea suddenly popped into his mind. He quickly took a pen and paper and wrote down his thoughts and questions about the article on three or four sheets of paper.
After writing the letter, Yu Yutao felt that he still had not finished it. He had too many ideas. If he wrote them all down, he would not even have enough ink.
For the first time in the past month, he had such a strong desire to express himself, and dopamine was spraying crazily in his brain.
Yu Yutao finally sealed the written letter in an envelope and wrote the address - No. 19, Zhicheng East Road, Wusu City, Jiaxing, Zhejiang.
Still not satisfied, he put the written letter into his arms, put on a coat, and searched for a long time in the chaotic night before finally finding the mailbox.
Just when he was about to put the letter in, he hesitated, thought for a moment, and put the letter back into his arms.
"It's better to send it directly to the post office tomorrow morning. The mailbox must be a little slower than the post office."
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"Editor Wang, this is the third article on Guns, Germs and Steel. Take a look."
Bao Guowei came to submit his manuscript today, and there were still some days before he would enter school. Now he and Guo Chun could not meet each other, which made him very anxious.
But even if he was impatient, there was nothing he could do. He had to pass the test of Su Linwen, the principal of Zhicheng Middle School, but he hadn't thought of a good way yet.
"Yeah! Okay! Let me take a look." Editor Wang immediately became energetic when he heard the news about guns, germs and steel.
You must know that it is precisely because of the publication of guns, germs and steel that the sales of Wusu Morning Post have soared. It is not only a best-seller in Wusu City, but also in Zhejiang and throughout the country.
It is precisely because of the popularity of guns, germs and steel that in order to retain Bao Guowei, a top popular writer.
A few days ago, before Bao Guowei even opened his mouth, Wang Yiran had already doubled his royalties.
Wang Yiran opened the kraft paper package with a smile on his face, took out the densely written manuscript paper, and read it carefully. The wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.
"good, very good!"
He praised a few words, then raised his head and stared at Bao Guowei with a smile.
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the article, and some wording errors are harmless."
After receiving Editor Wang's approval, Bao Guowei felt relieved. After drinking the bitter tea in the cup, he wanted to make an excuse to leave.
"Hey! Bao Guowei, don't leave in a hurry! There is a letter from you here, specially sent to our newspaper office."
"Huh? A letter to me?"
