Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Moreover, he specially sent someone to explain to the president, full of the taste of making friends and currying favor.

I couldn't help but secretly wonder: what is the identity of the President?

Although he couldn't guess it, he knew that the identity of that person would definitely not bother him.

Editor-in-Chief Cai resolutely chose not to resign, and stayed to concentrate on his work.

In the future, when the president will rise to the top, won't he, a humble subordinate, follow the tide?

Qin Xuan often arrives late and leaves early, and is absent from work.

But with this dedicated subordinate, the newspaper office is running normally.

The layout of the first batch has been set, just waiting for printing!

Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

His slender fingers tapped on the desktop.

He said lightly: "Add this article, type it immediately, and print it overnight!

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will spread the newspaper to all the shops in Xianyang City! "

"Yes!"

Editor-in-Chief Cai respectfully responded, holding the manuscript paper carefully with both hands, and ran out in a hurry.

On the way, I couldn't help but wonder what the president personally wrote.

I couldn't help but slow down, and read the president's article carefully.

The article is very simple, there is nothing to worry about, and the whole article is written in vernacular.

The direction is very clear, that is, for ordinary people to see.

The more editor-in-chief Cai looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he watched it, the more he felt numbness in his back.

Secretly exclaimed: "This, this is going to be a big deal!"

Although I was shocked, since it was the president's order, it was naturally put first.

Be anxious about what the boss is anxious about, and think about what the boss thinks, the truth is universal everywhere!

It is foreseeable that when the newspaper is published tomorrow, there will be an uproar!

After Qin Xuan handed over the manuscript to Editor-in-Chief Cai...he left early again.

Riding on the steed, he ran towards Xuefu Street again.

I couldn't help complaining: "I'm just exhausted, alas~!"

Originally thought that with the title of title, he would have a big house in the capital.

You can eat hot pot and sing songs, and live a comfortable life without shame or impatience.

Who would have thought that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind would not stop.

A series of events made it impossible to even take a good rest.

The stockings and suspenders that I just picked up a few days ago, I haven't had a chance to try it yet!

It's an itch in my heart!

Da Da Da ~!

When Qin Xuan rode his horse all the way to Xuefu Street, the sky was already getting dark.

Uncle Fu was leading ten servants to distribute clothes to the Confucian scholars who were sitting in the demonstration one by one.

Some people will smile and thank you when they receive thick clothes.

But more people are dismissive.

With a cold snort, he didn't even bother to look at it.

It was as if accepting the clothes meant accepting a great shame.

Fu Bo didn't force it, he just put the clothes beside him and continued to change.

With his understanding of his young master, and his character of vengeance...

This group of Confucian scholars are all clamoring to kill him, so how could they repay their grievances with virtue instead.

There must be other plans for distributing clothes to keep out the cold.

As long as the task is completed, it is none of his business whether he is dressed or not.

"You're back."

Sitting on the steps, Li Si stood up immediately when he saw a figure approaching from the side.

Qin Xuan didn't dare to take it too seriously, stepped forward quickly, saluted and said: "Thank you, Prime Minister."

"Your Excellency Ke Qing is out of touch now, if there is anything you need to be old, just speak up!"

Li Si is worthy of being a fine person, and his words are beautiful.

Even if you are very tired, but things have been done, it is natural to be perfect.