Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

The owner and reporters of Xinmin Daily are truly quite talented.

This is practically on par with the entertainment weekly magazines of later generations.

Such skills should definitely be further developed and promoted!

After all, the current situation is complex. While people are worried about the country and its people, they also like to read some gossip to entertain themselves.

Ye Bai carefully considered the next steps.

First, the reporting on celebrities and their lives can continue.

After all, a lie repeated a hundred times becomes the truth.

Furthermore, the truth told to others by ear often cannot withstand scrutiny.

People tend to only believe the conclusions they reach through their own thinking.

This combination of truth and falsehood makes it all the more enigmatic and therefore more trustworthy.

Secondly, now that they have a newspaper, public opinion can also be a powerful tool for developing business.

The factory still needs a large number of employees, and these recruitment notices can be placed in newspapers.

It can be used not only for recruitment, but also for new product launches in various stores.

As for the other sections, they continue the previous style, specializing in reporting strange and unusual events, interesting stories about celebrities, and gossip in the streets and alleys of Shanghai.

After the basic arrangements for the future of Xinmin Daily were finalized, Ye Bai heard Xu Wenqiang raise the most crucial question.

"Boss, this time the news prosecutor incident was orchestrated by Ding Li, one of Feng Jingyao's subordinates. If Feng Jingyao stirs up trouble again..."

Upon hearing the name Ding Li, Ye Bai's eyes narrowed noticeably.

It's worth noting that Ding Li is a famous character in the original drama.

In the drama, he is Xu Wenqiang's good brother, but they later become enemies.

However, in this parallel universe, Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li seem to have never met.

Xu Wenqiang joined his ranks, while Ding Li followed the original storyline and joined Feng Jingyao's ranks.

Thinking of Ding Li's character in the original drama, he came from a poor background, was vain, and had a domineering and irritable personality...

He is also a rather ambitious person.

However, Ding Li is currently just a minor leader with some power.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai spoke slowly.

"Just wait and see what happens."

Clearly, Feng Jingyao is being pushed to the limit, so the Yamaguchi formula behind him is probably coming out soon.

...

the other side.

Under Ye Bai's instructions, Luo Zhan continued to keep an eye on the young students who had led the student demonstration last time.

He still had some doubts in his mind, wondering what he meant by observing this student.

This student looked so weak, he wouldn't stand a chance against him and could be killed with a single punch.

However, out of trust in Ye Bai, Luo Zhan suppressed his doubts and followed the student named Zheng Haisheng all the way to the Zhabei slum area of ​​Shanghai.

This area is actually known as the "Rolling Dragon Area" of Shanghai.

"Rolling dragon" refers to a person who has nowhere to stand and can only build a simple thatched house with branches and straw.

The people living here are all poor families who do manual labor.

For example, dockworkers who carry goods, rickshaw pullers, or female workers on textile assembly lines.

They all do the hardest jobs, earn the meager wages, live in the worst conditions, and in the most dilapidated houses.

Luo Zhan watched as Zheng Haisheng walked towards the thatched houses, showing concern and care for the lonely old people.

He did slightly change his original opinion.

Unconsciously, he suddenly remembered Ye Bai's words of lament.

These students may act rashly, be impetuous, or even have some ridiculous ideas.

But no one can deny that students are the most valuable asset of our time.

They are not lacking in enthusiasm for the country, nor in ability to get things done; they simply lack proper guidance.

At the time, Luo Zhan didn't quite understand, but now, watching Zheng Haisheng's behavior in front of this group of poor people, he seemed to vaguely understand something.

As Luo Zhan was leaving, he saw that Zheng Haisheng seemed to have made up his mind.

What is this going to do?

Luo Zhan secretly guessed from behind, and then followed.

......

St. John's University.

Lu Ruping spotted Du Fei waiting at the classroom door from afar. Seeing the joking looks from her classmates, she quickly stepped forward and asked.

"Why are you here?"

Then Du Fei smiled brightly and said.

"Today is payday, and I have some money from these past few days, so I thought I'd treat you to a meal."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ruping managed a faint smile.

Actually, she wasn't particularly interested in the meal that Du Fei mentioned.

But seeing the expectation in Du Fei's eyes, she felt too embarrassed to refuse.

Just as she was thinking about telling the truth, she saw a sudden surge of students on the stairs.

The sharp sound echoed from afar.

"Something terrible has happened! A boy named Zheng Haisheng is going to commit suicide."

what?

Lu Ruping's eyes widened immediately, and Du Fei, who was standing next to her, was dumbfounded when he heard the news.

Seeing the crowd surging toward the playground, the two immediately followed.

Upon arriving at the playground, one sees a student named Zheng Haisheng, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, standing in the center of the playground giving a passionate speech, with at least several hundred people already standing below.

"Fellow students, are you still indifferent to the current situation in China?"

Look at what Northeast China has become! They've even built immigrant villages there!

This land clearly belongs to the Chinese people, yet it was occupied by the Japanese devils and divided up by the great powers!

shame!

What a shame!

This is a disgrace to the Chinese nation!

Zheng Haisheng spoke the first few sentences in a very low voice, but he became hysterical in the later sentences, and the veins on his neck were faintly visible.

With each word he spoke, his arms trembled violently, and when he uttered the word "shame," his voice cracked.

The students below the stage either clenched their fists, gritted their teeth, or stared wide-eyed.

Each person's eyes were filled with intense emotions.

At this moment, Zheng Haisheng's voice on the stage turned low and somber.

"Even in our prestigious Shanghai, which was both a British and French concession, where has our dignity gone?"

Our equality is being ignored! Our freedom is being trampled upon!

Is this still the China that countless martyrs shed their blood for?!

"If it benefits the nation, I will risk my life; how could I avoid it because of personal fortune or misfortune!"

His voice grew louder and louder, and he began shouting slogans.

"When the nation is no longer a nation, how can we have a home?! Heaven has bestowed a great responsibility upon us; if not me, then who?"

With each sentence he spoke, many students below raised their fists and shouted.

"When the nation is no longer a nation, how can we have a home?! Heaven has bestowed a great responsibility upon us; if not me, then who?"

Seeing that hundreds of people below the stage were all looking at him, and that gaze was full of patriotism, Zheng Haisheng on the stage had a firm look in his eyes.

He recalled the countless friends around him who advised him on how difficult this path was.

But should we give up just because it's difficult?

He insisted on doing what he knew was impossible!

The Japanese devils could block out the sun in the sky, but they could not block out the patriotic light in his heart.

Even if his journey is filled with hardship, there will always be a day when the sun shines brightly.

Thinking of this, he used all his strength to raise his arm and lift it towards the sky.