Samuel Powers hasn't been in a good mood these days.
As Springfield's "representative of public opinion", Samuel Powers has always been critical of the government, compared with ordinary people, Samuel Powers believes that he has relevant academic background and professional knowledge, has the basic bottom line of universal values, can maintain personal independence and justice, and has a strong critical spirit, so he is qualified to express his true opinions on important public affairs.
If Li Mu knew Samuel Powers' evaluation of himself, then Li Mu would definitely offer an identity public intellectual that satisfies Samuel Powers, referred to as "public knowledge".
This is an era without microblogging, so the Springfield Republic is Samuel Powers' voice, Samuel Powers' position, and Samuel Powers' pride.
As the largest local newspaper in Springfield, the Springfield Republic sells about 2,000 copies a day, thanks to the relatively high literacy rate in the Springfield area, and if it were in other cities of similar size, a newspaper like the Springfield Republic would sell 200 copies a day.
Two thousand newspapers, five cents each, is a hundred dollars, far from enough for Samuel Powers to make friends with heroes and heroes from all walks of life, but with all kinds of hidden income, Samuel Powers can still run the Springfield Republican newspaper and live a good life.
It's a pity that in March 1873, the taste of life finally cast a shadow.
"What qualifications do they have to complain about me, I am speaking out on their behalf, seeking justice and fairness for them, what position do they have to complain about me disturbing the people, it's nonsense" Samuel Powers was angry, pacing back and forth in the office, speaking with a categorical gesture that was intensely infectious.
"Samuel, it's not a question of position, the problem is that your neighbors have complained to the municipality that the non-stop printing press has affected their lives, and at the same time the air is filled with the smell of ink, and some people's constitutions will have a sensitive reaction to this smell, so the problem we are facing now is to move the printing press to the suburbs and find a quiet place to re-produce, so as to avoid similar incidents from happening again."
Samira King, the deputy editor of the Republican newspaper and Samuel Powers' assistant, looked at it with a sad face, holding a sample newspaper and flipping through it with a tangled expression.
No one is afraid of making more money, and in order to save costs, Samuel bought a printing press and printed the newspaper in the backyard of the Republic's office.
In these years, the power of the machine is basically a steam engine, and it is surprisingly quiet, Samuel knows that this kind of printing press may disturb the people, so he has always paid attention to the neighborhood, and there has been no problem, I don't know why, but now he is being complained by the neighbors, which makes Samuel feel a little bad.
"Okay, relocate, then relocate, do you have a suitable place now" Samuel intends to do it once and for all, not to entangle with the neighbors, public figures, must pay attention to the public image.
"Yes, but it will take time, at least a week to complete."
Sammy told the truth.
Relocating a factory is not an easy task, the site, power, staff dormitories, etc., everything has to be taken care of, and a week is already the fastest speed.
"A week you tell me a week that the Springfield Republic will never stop publishing, not a day, even if you print in the middle of the road, you must make sure that the newspaper is published smoothly, otherwise you will all go home and pick up the children."
Samuel was very angry, and in any case, Samuel could not accept that a week would make the newspaper lose its hard-won social credibility.
"During this time, we can go to the printing house for help, just for a week, it will not add too much cost, and it will not affect the distribution of the newspaper."
Sami already has a countermeasure, so he is very calm.
"Do you know how much it costs to find a printing shop, and how much money our newspaper makes every day, I have to pay the workers, pay the informants, deal with the vampires, and the depreciation of the machine, these are all special costs, you know" Samuel is very dissatisfied with Sammy's work, but after complaining, he still has to follow a fixed script, after all, newspapers cannot be suspended.
In order to save costs to the greatest extent, Samuel has always done it himself, so of course Samuel can't fake it when he goes to the printing house.
In Springfield's largest printing house, Samuel was warmly received by director Keno Romeo.
"I must say that your neighbors are so unfriendly, they don't even realize how much your work means, Mr.
Samuel, and for a gentleman like you, complaining about your machine is the greatest insult to you, and what does a little noise or smell matter, it is nothing compared to your contribution."
Keno Romeo is like a big fan of Samuel, and he is full of words to agree to all of Samuel's requests.
"That's right, in fact, I have always paid attention to the relationship between my neighbors, and our relationship has always been very good, this must be someone who maliciously slandered and provoked it, otherwise my neighbors would never do this."
Samuel was sensible and didn't put the blame on his neighbors, who were plagued by noise and smells.
"Rest assured, Mr.
Samuel, I will be happy to serve you, and I can assure you that there will be no delay in the daily newspaper, and I take this as a tribute to you."
Keno was very good.
"So about the cost" Samuel took the initiative to mention the price, which is also Samuel's main concern.
"It would be an insult to me if you had to charge for your service, and you should not be thanked by everyone for doing so much for Springfield," Keno said unmistakably and did not take it seriously.
That's a good thing to say, Samuel suddenly introduced Keno as a confidant, a friend, you are a friend, and Samuel didn't entangle, but in order to thank Keno Romeo, Samuel decided to say a few good things for Keno Romeo in tomorrow's newspaper, so that those who complained about Samuel could take a good look at what his status Samuel Powers was in Springfield and how he should be treated.
Immediately after returning to the office, Samuel Powers ordered Sammy to begin the relocation of the machine.
This job can't be delayed, and it's money for a day This year, the printing press is a bit big, and it is not easy to relocate, and after a busy day, even Samuel has done it himself, and he has only completed the packing of the machine, and he will be on the road tomorrow.
As soon as he finished packing, and before he could even eat a bite of the meal, Sammy came to Samuel with a sad face: "Mr.
Samuel, when is the delivery time agreed between you and Keno?"
"Don't worry my friend, Mr.
Keno is a man of integrity and he will definitely keep his promise, so wait."
Samuel's heart sank, but his face remained unmoved.
In fact, whether it is a daily newspaper or an evening newspaper, it is printed the night before, that is to say, no matter how big the news is, it will not be available until the next day.
Samuel and Keno agreed on a delivery time of 8 p.m. every day, so that the newspaper would not be delayed from going on sale the next day.
At half past eight in the evening, the delivery wagon still hadn't arrived, and Samuel finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the initiative to find Keno.
Unlike the smooth morning, this time Samuel failed to meet Keno Romeo, Samuel didn't even enter Keno's office, and the meat bullet secretary at the door turned over and over with one sentence: "Mr.
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Samuel, do you have an appointment?"
"Damn it, see clearly, I'm Samuel, Samuel Powers, I just left here in the morning, and your boss personally sent me to the factory gate, don't you recognize me" Samuel was furious.
"I'm sorry Mr.
Samuel, do you have an appointment?"
the Meat Bullet secretary still said Looking at the secretary who was there at the door and Samuel who was jumping and roaring, Bresta in the windowsill of the office on the second floor smiled with satisfaction.
"Sergeant Bresta, I beg your pardon for not having the opportunity to pay my respects to you, for you have gone to great lengths to ensure the safety of our citizens, and I have great admiration for you," Kino smiled as he smiled beside Bresta as a roll of money slipped silently into Bresta's pocket.
Well, that's the normal procedure "Mr.
Keno, you are so polite, this is what I should do" Bresta faked politeness, and the satisfied smile on his face proved Bresta's mood.
"Sheriff Bresta has something to trouble you, but I really don't know how to speak."
Keno maintained a flattering smile and cautious eyes, and judged the two of them with the same upright face as he did in the morning.
"We're friends, right, we don't need to be polite to each other, and we're more than happy to serve you."
Feeling the thickness of the banknotes, Bresta was very satisfied.
"You are so generous, I hope to visit Mayor Will at the right time, I know this request is presumptuous, but I need an opportunity to show my respect to Mr.
Mayor, maybe you already know, Peak Street is about to be demolished and rebuilt, it would be my honor if I had the opportunity to work for Mr.
Mayor, so why don't we set up a company You have the resources, I have the strength, we can contract the project from the city government" Keno Romeo smiled even brighter, his face like a flower.
As night falls, some are angry and some rejoice in the darkness, and no matter what, tomorrow will still be normal, and the sun will rise as usual
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