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One thousand and three chapters: pivotal

It was indeed a long time since they met. The three of them smiled and greeted each other. Ye Chunqiu asked Zhang Jin and Chen Rong to sit down again.

After a few greetings, when Old Lady Ye went to rest, Ye Chunqiu deliberately said with a stern face: "You have not been seen for many days, I probably have forgotten me, right? Humph, it's really outrageous. I even said you are strangers to me."

Zhang Jin laughed and said, "If you are the Duke of the People, now you are the Duke of the People, we are the common man Bai Ding, uh...uh..."

Zhang Jin was just joking, but seeing Ye Chunqiu looking at him sternly, knowing that these words made Ye Chunqiu unhappy, he quickly changed the topic and said, "Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing! But this time, we have something to tell you, Chen Rong said it was time to move the poetry club to the capital, after all... the poetry club in Jiangnan has already reached a scale, and the general manager can be moved to the capital, so that it can do its best to manage the northern land, not to mention that this is a place where the emperor is at the foot of the emperor, and you have taken us to see the Zhenguo Mansion before, and Chen Rong said that he would set the address in Zhenguo Mansion, and at that time, you must rely on you as the vice president."

When he said the next sentence, he deliberately raised the decibels and cited the three words "Second President" very seriously.

Ye Chunqiu laughed when he heard this, and knew that Zhang Jin was focusing on his identity and reminding him that he was also the vice president of the poetry club. Now that he was moving to the main club, the general should do his best, so he should not stand idly by.

In fact, Ye Chunqiu has always attached great importance to the poetry club. There were hundreds of thousands of scholars in the Ming Dynasty. If there were people without fame, there would be countless. The poetry club relied on Taibaiji and had begun to open up the market, with an increasing influence.

On the one hand, many great scholars and famous scholars need to submit their writings and publish their own articles, so the poetry club has a lot of dealings with great scholars and famous scholars. On the other hand, Taibaiji marketing can influence scholars in various places, which is the same as the China Merchants Group. While purchasing raw materials, it has some contacts with local gentry. In addition, it is necessary to use merchants in various places, which has established commercial connections, plays an important role, connects upstream and downstream, and becomes the core of an emerging industry.

Ye Chunqiu said proudly and simply: "This matter is easy to deal with. I told you a long time ago. If you choose the address in Zhenguo Mansion, I will approve the place. What trouble will I have? I will cook naturally. Oh, I wonder what Wang Shushang is now? Didn't you invite him to the capital before, and also open a printing workshop in Zhenguo Mansion? If you have such a plan, the scale of the printing workshop can be larger, and there is no need to be stingy with the work and printing tools. I told the research institute to think of a solution, and perhaps it can be improved in terms of cost and printing efficiency."

Chen Rong, who had been listening to Zhang Jin and Ye Chunqiu's conversation, nodded and responded: "Chunqiu is still thoughtful. We will discuss this with Wang Shushang for a good discussion. I think he will be very grateful to Chunqiu for his kindness."

Chen Rong's face was full of smiles and excitement. Although Ye Chunqiu said it lightly, what Ye Chunqiu promised could save a lot of trouble for their poetry club affairs, and he couldn't help but be grateful to Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu said, thinking of something, saying, "However, I have something here, so I have to ask my two wise brothers to help you. In the past few days, please stay in the Zhenguo New Army camp for a few days. The new army camp of Zhenguo Mansion has been established. In the next episode, Taibai Ji, please write some articles about Zhenguo New Army."

Chen Rong couldn't help but say, "But I don't know how to write it?"

Ye Chunqiu said, "This can be yours, I don't care."

Writing an article? Or the new army in the country?

I have to say that Chen Rong was very excited about this. He could have imagined that this was a very good subject. In recent years, he has controlled the Taibai Poetry Society, and Taibai Collection has produced more than 30 episodes. Which episode has better sales and which ones are worse. Perhaps he has already found a certainty in his mind. Gradually, he gradually discovered many interesting things.

For example, if a controversial character writes an article, the sales volume of that episode will definitely be quite high; if it is just a simple and good article, it is often not enough. For most scholars, the will of the new army in Zhenguo has a mysterious sense of will. Although everyone knows that the new army in Zhenguo is invincible and is armed by scholars, there are only different opinions on what is going on.

Chen Rong could imagine that if the next issue of Taibai Ji will use this new army in the country as a selling point, Taibai Ji will definitely be a best-seller.

Now Taibaiji's sales are almost 200,000 yuan. This number is already very scary, but it has been maintained, which also makes Chen Rong a little annoyed. He has been thinking about the problem. There are many great scholars who provide it, and every article and poem are considered wonderful, but it is difficult to break through.

This time, maybe it's an opportunity.

Chen Rong and Zhang Jin talked about the main things about visiting Ye's mansion this time, and told Ye Chunqiu some interesting things recently. I don't know if he was afraid that Old Lady Ye would teach them life experience classes again. Ye Chunqiu tried to keep them again, but they did not stay for meals, so they said goodbye and left.

When he got up early the next morning, Ye Chunqiu took a bus to the place where Chen Rong and Zhang Jin lived, preparing to lead them to the Zhenguo New Army camp.

Chen Rong and Zhang Jin rented a yard together in the capital. Early that morning, before they got up, they heard the door report that Ye Chunqiu was coming.

When the two of them heard this, they hurriedly put on their clothes and washed up. When they walked out of the door, they saw Ye Chunqiu waving to them in the car through the glass.

There was only one car, but we were very friendly, so we were not very polite. The two of us squeezed in together, and Zhang Jin said, "Come on, squeeze, squeeze."

There was only one sofa, and Zhang Jin was burly, so he quickly squeezed Ye Chunqiu aside. Chen Rong just smiled and leaned against the coffee table opposite the coffee table, there was a small wooden pier, which was specially designed for some servants. Chen Rong sat on it very smartly.

Ye Chunqiu really made Zhang Jin unable to bear it anymore. He just regretted that he had not called a car for too many times. At that time, he thought that the journey was not far and he was a friend. Who would have thought that he would suffer this.

The trip was uncomfortable enough. The three of them joked with each other along the way. They finally arrived at Zhenguoxin Military Camp and got off the bus together. Zhang Jin was still deliberately muttering: "It's too crowded. This is not a way to entertain guests. Chunqiu, how can you just let one car come? You are sincerely making us wronged..."

Although he knew that Zhang Jin was such a playful temperament, Ye Chunqiu almost rolled his eyes, but he did not accept his words again and led them to the gate.

(To be continued.)
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