Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

The four great Vajras entered one after another, and Lou Xiao'e, who was the last one to come in, closed the door.

"What? Are you still trying to play this trick on me?" Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile.

"Hey."

All four of them sighed.

"Oh shit."

Zhao Xiyan took out two cigarettes and handed them over, "Old Wang, if things don't work out today... are you in the mood to care about Xu Damao?"

"Fuck, you guessed it all." Wang Dongchun immediately put on a smiling face, "Minister, you are amazing... 50,000 newspapers were sold out in just over an hour."

"Fuck, are they really sold out?"

Zhao Xiyan stood up suddenly, but bumped into the corner of the table, grimacing in pain.

This guy.

An Xin looked at him with some reproach, but when she turned her head, she saw Lou Xiao'e took a step forward, as if she wanted to rub him, and she was shocked.

Could it be that Lou Xiao'e also likes the minister?

"Minister...I think we should open a branch." Li Li said seriously.

"What the hell? A branch?"

Zhao Xiyan’s eyes widened.

"Correct."

Li Li said seriously, "Our Dibao has almost no social news... There are only articles by workers and your novel, as well as information about exchange."

"So what?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise.

"So our newspaper is a purely literary newspaper..." Li Li said in a deep voice, "To be precise, our newspaper is supported by your novels and the information about exchanging things. This won't last long. Novels can't be popular forever, and things won't be exchanged forever."

"Ouch."

Zhao Xiyan looked at her in surprise.

He really didn't expect that this girl had such a long-term vision.

"Minister, please approve it."

Li Li took out a report.

Zhao Xiyan took it and looked at it, and was even more surprised.

Li Li marked the distribution of all the factories in Sijiu City and the factories that could cooperate. If there was a check mark on the list, it meant that the deal was basically done.

Among thousands of factories, only a few have a "question mark", and most of them are projects that are still under discussion.

"Minister, I agree with Director Li's opinion." Wang Dongchun immediately expressed his opinion.

"I agree too."

An Xin and Lou Xiao'e spoke at the same time.

"You did a good job, but this can't be done this way." Zhao Xiyan can really go out on his own, after all, he can't really abandon the unit, so why don't we start a newspaper?"

"Why not?" Li Li said seriously, "We don't want the steel mill anymore...we should re-establish the newspaper "Di Bao"."

"Does Director Yang agree? Does the factory committee agree? Does the ministry agree?"

Zhao Xiyan asked her three questions in a row, which confused her.

"This……"

Wang Dongchun and others were also a little hesitant.

"Sister, now is not the time for you to show your skills." Zhao Xiyan stood up and opened the window. "Believe it or not... in thirty years, that will be our world."

As long as the storm is over, everything will be fine.

But there are still more than ten years from now to the beginning of the turmoil, not to mention the ten years of turmoil.

"I believe."

Li Li immediately said, "Minister... when you asked for the newspaper, we had already agreed that we would risk our lives to work for you. Even if you owe a debt of 100,000 yuan, we would help you pay it back."

"Correct."

An Xin and others nodded vigorously.

"How long have we known each other? Are you really risking your life for me?" Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile, "What's more...what do you mean by 100,000 yuan? It's obviously only 50,000 yuan. This newspaper is losing money. Does the factory have to pay me the interest?"

"Come to think of it... Minister, why does the factory support you so much?" An Xin asked hesitantly.

"I earn thousands of dollars a month from my writings, why doesn't he support me?"

Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes.

"what?"

Everyone covered their mouths in surprise.

Several thousand...that means it's going up to five thousand, which is too scary.

"Okay, if you want to become bigger and stronger, we have to find an ally." Zhao Xiyan chuckled.

"Jin Youwei?"

Li Li blurted out.

"That's right, Jin Youwei..."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled and said, "Go and get someone to go to the factory director's office and call Editor-in-Chief Jin over to have a chat."

"I go."

An Xin took a step with her long legs and ran out in an instant.

"What a windy woman she is." Zhao Xiyan joked.

"Hahaha."

Wang Dongchun and others burst into laughter.

After half an hour.

Jin Youwei walked into the office, sweating profusely.

"Tsk, look how tired Editor-in-Chief Jin is... Lou Xiao'e, why don't you pour a cup of tea quickly?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Eh."

Lou Xiao'e responded and hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Jin Youwei.

"Brother, you can drink your tea slowly. You called me here at this time... do you want to cooperate with me?" Jin Youwei said seriously.

"Why should I cooperate with you?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise, "Isn't it because our editor-in-chief is immature and wants you to give him some guidance?"

"you……"

Jin Youwei's eyes widened immediately, and he threw out a copy of the "Di Bao". "You are such a beast. You made 50,000 on the second day, but if you want your newspaper to continue, your current makeshift team won't do."

"It's better than a newspaper with a monthly circulation of 30,000, right?" Zhao Xiyan said faintly.

"Hahaha."

Lou Xiao'e and others burst into laughter.

"Fuck it, I'm leaving."

After Jin Youwei cursed, he stood up.

Not only did no one stop him, Li Li even reached out and opened the office door.

……

Jin Youwei sat back on the stool dejectedly.

"Okay, I want to cooperate with you, you can set any conditions."

"You guys write the editorial. There are thousands of factories in the entire city... We've already figured it out." Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "We'll fund the construction of the newspaper office inside the steel mill, and you'll take 20%."

"Twenty percent?"

Jin Youwei's tone rose eight degrees, "Zhao Xiyan, don't you feel guilty for saying such things?"

"Don't you still have New Youth? You didn't share any money with me." Zhao Xiyan said confidently, "Besides... I don't care about your little money. If our Dibao covers the entire city, it will sell at least a million copies a month."

"you……"

Jin Youwei was speechless for a moment, then softened his tone and said, "Brother, you are bullying me, so let us hire the reporters and deliver the newspapers from now on. How about we take 40%?"

"Well, why didn't you say you took the money too?" Lou Xiao'e asked curiously.

"Humph."

Jin Youwei curled his lips, "That money is public funds... If you dare to embezzle even a penny, you will have to spend the rest of your life in jail."

"Too."

Lou Xiao'e sighed.

"Forty percent is too much..."

"We, New Youth, will repair the newspaper's office." Jin Youwei gritted his teeth and said, "I also know that you are relying on the steel mill... If the mill doesn't allow you to work, you will be in a passive position."

"I'll give you the position of deputy editor-in-chief of New Youth. If the steel mill doesn't want you, come and work for me directly."

"Ouch."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

My goodness, this old guy really spent a lot of money.