Ruan Mingchuan stayed up all night, and as if with divine help, he wrote the eloquent and beautiful article in one go.
He is a senior newspaperman and the direct disciple of Shao Piaoping, but he made his fortune in entertainment articles.
He is good at writing gossip news and is less coquettish in writing political essays.
He wrote this Travel writing articles with a strong subjective color are his strong point.
After writing it, I read it again and felt my blood was pumping and my whole person was on fire.
Early the next morning, reporter Ruan Da with red eyes left Chen's house and hailed a tricycle and went straight to the newspaper office.
The newspaper he worked for was called Yudu Evening News.
It was a little-known tabloid with a circulation of only a few thousand copies.
Manuscripts are published during the day, printed in the afternoon, and sold in the evening.
The newspaper is maintained by a few editors, barely surviving, and barely making a living.
Ruan Mingchuan hurried to the agency and asked people to quickly develop the photos, type and print them, and double the prints.
The boss said worriedly: "Old Ruan, can you do it?"
"I've been working in newspapers for many years.
I can get it done right away," Ruan Mingchuan said, slapping his thigh.
Even with his solemn promise, the boss still didn't dare to go all out.
The price of white newspapers these days is so expensive.
If he printed too many and couldn't sell them and couldn't return them, he would have to beat them into pulp.
The loss would be huge, so he secretly let him Only one thousand more copies were printed.
In the evening, the streets of Chongqing rang with the shouts of newsboys: "Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, watch the Flying Tigers show off their glory again, and the flying generals will capture the flag."
A man bought a newspaper casually, stood on the roadside and glanced at it.
He was immediately attracted and couldn't walk.
In the Chongqing Evening News office, the phone rang suddenly.
It was a strange man: "Is the newspaper still available tonight?
I want to buy a few more copies."
The editor replied: "I'm really sorry, the newspaper only archives it."
As soon as I put down the phone, the ring rang again.
I picked it up and wanted to buy a newspaper.
Within an hour, the calls didn't stop and I was overwhelmed.
The editors were happy and regretful.
If they had known, they would have made more money by printing a special edition.
Ruan Mingchuan held his pipe in his mouth and said proudly: "Let me just say, this news is absolutely shocking."
There was the sound of a car door opening and closing outside, and a well-dressed man walked in and said politely: "Hello, I am a staff member of Mr.
Soong Ching Ling's office.
I would like to collect tonight's newspaper.
Can you provide me with a few copies?"
The boss's voice trembled: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk, Xiao Li, bring the archived newspaper."
Ruan Mingchuan also jumped up from the recliner: "I have the original photos here.
I can develop some and give them to Mr.
Soong Ching Ling."
The man smiled and said: "That's even better.
Sir, I really want to know about the situation on the front line.
The content published in your newspaper is what the people like to see.
Sir, you entrusted me to tell you that I hope to continue my efforts and write better reports on the Anti-Japanese War."
After the visitor left, the newspaper office was in a state of excitement.
The boss carried Ruan Mingchuan around three times and asked excitedly: "Old Ruan, I know your sword is not old, can you still write a serial?"
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Ruan Mingchuan said: "Then it depends on whether the salary you pay me is enough."
The boss said: "What are you talking about about wages?
I'll give you 30% of the newspaper's shares.
Let's work together to build the Yudu Evening News into the first evening news in the capital."
The newspaper bought paper for printing overnight.
Ruan Mingchuan wrote another article, attached different photos, and prepared to publish a special issue tomorrow.
He also came up with an idea, because the quality of the photos printed in ordinary newspapers is very poor, so it is better to buy some coated paper for printing.
It was turned into a beautiful special issue, sold at a high price, and then given to celebrities from all walks of life in Chongqing to build a reputation for the newspaper.
Ruan Mingchuan is worthy of being a veteran of the newspaper industry.
With his combination of tricks, the unknown Chongqing Evening News became an instant hit, and its popularity was close to that of the Central Daily News.
The most embarrassing thing is that when the Yudu Evening News article about the flying general killing the general and seizing the flag was very popular, a corner of the Central Daily News published a news saying that Chen Zikun, the deputy commander-in-chief of the third theater, had withdrawn due to health reasons.
Active duty, relieved of duty, transferred to reserve duty.
Comparing the two pieces of news is a slap in the face.
The officialdom was dark.
Chen Zikun had offended Kong Xiangxi and fell out of favor with Chiang Kai-shek.
The senior officials tacitly understood this and no one mentioned it.
However, the people at the grassroots level did not understand these unspoken rules and complained about Chen Zikun one after another.
Public opinion was in an uproar for a while.
Xinhua Daily, run by the Communist Party, was the most enthusiastic.
The newspaper published a commentator's article saying: "We can't help but ask, who allowed such a young and powerful general to retire, what kind of shady story and transactions do the people have?
The right to know the truth” In Chiang Kai-shek's official residence, the official in charge of press inspection stood tremblingly, accepting the Chairman's reprimand.
A copy of the Yudu Evening News was thrown in front of him: "See for yourself, how to check it."
"Commissioner, reports on the Flying Tigers should be given priority.
This is your instruction."
"Damn it, is Chen Zikun the Flying Tigers?"
"Yes, yes, I will seal down the Yudu Evening News."
"Forget it, public opinion has already come out.
Blocking the newspaper now is just adding fuel to the fire.
I just want to warn you about the importance of news control.
Don't let people with ulterior motives take advantage of the loopholes."
"Yes yes yes" After sending away the news control officials, He Yingqin walked in and whispered: "Commissioner, the battle situation in the northern part of Jiangdong Province has changed, and Chen Qilin's entire army has been wiped out."
Chiang Kai-shek was shocked: "When did this happen?"
He Yingqin said: "I sent you a report three days ago.
At that time, Chen Qilin won several battles in a row.
I felt something was wrong.
I didn't expect that I had fallen into a trap of luring the enemy deeper."
Chiang Kai-shek patted his head, unable to remember that he had reviewed this report, and immediately became furious.
He summoned the staff in the attendant's room to have a good meal.
The attendant Zhang Erjiang was confused, and suddenly one person said: "Remember, the second lady of that day I folded a lot of paper airplanes, and they must have been made using reports.”
It turned out that he was not lost by his attendants, but was lost as a paper airplane by his niece.
Chiang Kai-shek was filled with evil anger and could not let them out, so he could only wave his hands to let them out.
He Yingqin still stood tall, waiting for his orders.
Chiang Kai-shek walked back and forth for a few steps and suddenly said: "Jingzhi, what do you think?"
He Yingqin said: "The communist army is cunning.
When Qilin first arrived in Jiangbei, he was eager to win.
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It is reasonable for him to fall into the trap.
I'm afraid."
"explain" "I'm afraid there is a trick in the plan.
Chen Zikun has always been cunning.
Perhaps he and the Communist Army have a tacit understanding and use this trick to force the commissioner to re-appoint him."
"Humph" Chiang Kai-shek was furious, "What a Chen Kunwu, he actually played tricks on me.
The more he does this, the less I will use him.
Let him be on the bench for the rest of his life.
Respectfully, the Air Force must also strengthen discipline, especially Airport guards can’t let anyone in.”
"Yes" He Yingqin gave a military salute.
The Yudu Evening News was not seized, but it could no longer buy paper, even at a high price.
Editor-in-chief Ruan Mingchuan was beaten by a thief on his way home at night.
Fortunately, he was discovered by passers-by in time, and his life was not in danger. , but you need to rest for at least ten days and a half.
Chen Zikun went to the hospital to visit Ruan Mingchuan.
There were more than a dozen patients lying in the large ward, and the corridors were full of people.
The winter in Chongqing was extremely cold, and many people died in the hospital every day.
Ruan Mingchuan looked very bad and said angrily: "In this world, the Kuomintang is worse than the Beiyang warlords.
When Cao Kun bribed elections, our press called him a Even the warlords dare not block newspapers.
Although they are big bosses, they also know the freedom of the press and the freedom of public opinion.
Now it is better.
The Kuomintang's press censor is called a detail.
They are not allowed to talk about corruption, and are not allowed to mention democracy.
You may say good things about the Communist Party, but you guys should do some good deeds so that our newspapermen can boast about it.”
After venting his anger, Ruan Mingchuan felt much better and said: "The newspaper office will close down if we can't buy white newspapers, and I can't afford to pay my hospital bills.
Old Chen, this happened because of you, you have to help me." ” Chen Zikun took out a stack of U.S. dollars and said: "You also had a share in the attack on Japan that day.
This is what you deserve, one thousand U.S. dollars."
One thousand US dollars is an astronomical figure, but Ruan Mingchuan shook his head: "It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish.
How long will it last if you give me the money?
I am a newspaper and news person.
If you don't let me do this, it will be like torture."
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Chen Zikun said: "The Yudu Evening News must have collapsed.
I have a way out.
I don't know if you have the guts to go."
Ruan Mingchuan said: "When did this happen?
You still ask this, please tell me quickly."
Chen Zikun said: "I know someone from the Eighth Route Army's Chongqing office.
I can introduce you to the Xinhua Daily Chongqing reporter station."
Ruan Mingchuan slapped his thigh: "I like it when I work in Xinhua Daily and dare to tell the truth."
When Chen Zikun returned home, he saw a dusty man sitting in the living room.
It was Su Qingyan.
It turned out that after the concession fell, he rushed to Chongqing and walked for more than a month before arriving.
Su Qingyan introduced the situation in Shanghai.
After the Japanese army entered the British and American concessions, they did not go on a killing spree as imagined.
Instead, they prohibited No. 76 from messing around.
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The security in the concessions was better than before.
Li Yaoting and Mu Yichen were punished by the imperial authorities.
Protection, business continues as usual, everything is safe.
He also brought bad news.
Chen Qilin led his troops to fight fiercely with the Daqingshan Detachment of the Eighth Route Army.
The two sides were already at odds.
It was not known whether it was another Huangqiao Incident or the Wannan Incident.
Chen Zikun said: "I'm beyond my reach.
I don't care about them.
I'll cleanse you from the wind and dust today.
The food in the restaurant outside is too spicy.
Let's eat it at home."
The messenger called Yan Su, Xue Bin and others, and everyone was having a good time drinking.
Chen Zikun said: "I will introduce my son to you later.
He has returned from the United States.
He is now a second lieutenant pilot of the Flying Tigers.
He is better than me."
Awesome, let him meet you uncles and uncles."
Everyone agreed, and Chen Zikun shouted outside: "Why hasn't Xiaobei come yet?"
Xia Xiaoqing said: "Wait a little longer, maybe there is an urgent mission."
Chen Bei did not have an urgent mission, but was delayed by something on the way.
He was driving a jeep passing by on a road and heard a woman calling for help.
He jumped out of the car and went over to see a group of hooligans surrounding a woman.
This woman is Lisa, the waitress at the Air Force Club.
"Let her go!"
Chen Bei shouted, holding down the pistol at his waist.
A guy with oily hair and pink face and gauze on his face took out a dagger and put it on Lisa's neck.
He smiled ferociously and said, "Chen, aren't you very compassionate?
If you want her to live, put down the gun."
The helpers around also shouted: "You melon kid, why don't you drop your gun?"
Chen Bei sneered, slowly turned off the safety, put the pistol on the ground, and asked: "Tell me, who are you and what do you want to do?"
The scar-faced young master said: "You are such a noble person and forgetful about things.
You forgot so quickly that day at the club.
You father and son were quite majestic."
Chen Bei suddenly realized that this kid was the one who got beaten the hardest that day.
"The Flying Tigers are amazing!
I will destroy you today so that you will never be able to fly a plane again."
The scar-faced young man shouted.
Seeing the stern look in Chen Bei's eyes, he added: "Don't move.
Just move."
This girl is dead."
"No, please leave quickly," Lisa shouted at the top of her lungs.
Chen Bei didn't flinch, and several thugs came over and sneered: "Boy, I'm sorry."
After saying that, they held him down and placed his right hand flat on the ground.
A big and round thug picked up the hammer and turned around and asked: " Master Tang, should you smash them one by one or smash them all?"
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