Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"Ah? A textile factory? What are you doing there?"

Guan Yue looked at Qin Ming strangely.

Qin Ming smiled and said:

"Of course it's dividends. Give out all the money you earn."

Qin Ming and his team contributed their own effort and technology, and received one-third of the profits.

The remaining 70% will all be distributed to others.

"I see."

Guan Yue and Wan Shu both suddenly understood.

The most difficult thing to solve is the trust between people.

But if Qin Ming can distribute all the dividends they promised to the people.

With such a precedent, those who are far away in the capital can trust Qin Ming and buy bills from him.

"Today's dividends are being distributed, everyone come and line up!"

Soon, Guan Yue brought a group of people to gather in front of the South City Gate.

Countless people flocked to the scene.

The textile factory earned hundreds of thousands of taels of silver this month, and everyone got some.

Although it is not a lot, it can take care of all the people who own bills.

In just one day, they exchanged profits for thousands of people.

The streets and alleys were full of joy.

Many people have even started to set their sights on the arsenal.

At this time, Qin Ming was sitting in front of Chen Shimao, looking at the three articles he wrote.

"Your Majesty, these are three articles we have written and will be published in newspapers in different regions. They are all promotions for our dividends."

Since the sales scope of the newspaper became wider and wider, Fang Qingyuan discussed with Chen Shimao to assign the newspaper to a dedicated person, with a special newspaper for each area.

Just like in Lingnan, Song Dingsheng is in charge.

This will not only facilitate their better publicity, but also ensure that newspapers in each location can be sold on their own, which will be faster.

"In the capital, the writing is a little harsher."

After Qin Ming thought about it, he decided to return to his earliest "Shocked Form."

“Be a little more ruthless…?”

Chen Shimao was stunned for a moment.

He once discussed the newspaper issue with Qin Ming.

As official newspapers, they need to have more authority.

For this reason, we cannot keep making gossips or sensational headlines all day long.

But in order to achieve the best publicity effect in the short term, Qin Ming still chose this trick.

"Yes, you may not be able to do it, but I have invited a genius."

Qin Ming smiled and looked downstairs.

At this moment, a carriage had stopped at the door.

Song Dingsheng, who had been away for many days, poked his head out from inside. After confirming that Qin Ming was at the window, he picked up his official robe and trotted upstairs.

"Your Majesty, I miss you so much!"

As soon as they met, he knelt down in front of Qin Ming.

Following Qin Ming at the beginning could be said to be the best decision he had made in the past few decades.

After Qin Ming became emperor, he was even given the position of Governor of Lingnan.

This also made Song Dingsheng a high-ranking official with real power.

Faced with such kindness, he was naturally grateful to Qin Ming.

"Stop it, sit up."

Qin Ming pulled him up helplessly.

The two were already very familiar with each other, and Qin Ming knew even more that Song Dingsheng was the one who wrote such outrageous works as "Sixty-year-old father-in-law and pretty daughter-in-law, cheating on his wife".

Thanks to him, Lingnan's newspaper sales are top-notch...

The reason I called him over today was to use newspapers to send another bomb to the capital.

"okay!"

Song Dingsheng bowed respectfully to Chen Shimao again, dusted himself off, and sat next to Qin Ming.

"Change the title of this article and put it in the newspaper."

"In the next few days, I'll use your method to spread the word about the dividend."

Qin Ming briefly explained the task to Song Dingsheng.

Song Dingsheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes rolling around as he said:

"Your Majesty, I think it's not enough to just spread the news. If we can integrate the dividend issue into the story, and combine it with some of the more famous beauties in the world and their romantic stories with others, maybe..."

Chen Shimao's beard trembled.

Qin Ming was not too opposed to this kind of story.

After all, Jin Ping Mei is a masterpiece with subtle clues and foreshadowings.

As long as it produces results.

"good."

"Okay, I know what to do."

A few days after the three people finished their discussion.

The newspapers sent to the north changed their style.

A Rich Family's Chaos: Will the Love Between Brothers and Sisters Turn into an Unfortunate Fate?

Love, Hate, and Passion: The Widow's Door is Full of Trouble

The annual drama of grabbing a husband: an ethical contest between two sisters-in-law!

Who is responsible after a night of passion?

In this era of scarce entertainment, the appearance of Song Dingsheng is like a bomb, detonating the hearts of many repressed people who are eager to make a move.

In just these few nights, several beds in the homes of ordinary people in the capital were trampled upon.

Although Song Dingsheng was using his newspaper genius, he did not forget to help Qin Ming promote the dividends.

The stories in these newspapers also include some of the struggles among the "rich families".

They are all related to Qin Ming's bills, but this advertisement is so smooth that people can't notice it.

After Qin Ming saw these newspapers, he asked Chang Baishan to pack a big red envelope and send it to Song Dingsheng overnight.

On this day, the escort agency in the capital sent another letter.

"Your Majesty, a letter has arrived from the capital."

As Chang Baishan walked in, Qin Ming suddenly raised his head.

The time to harvest has finally arrived.

"How many are there now?"

"You can see for yourself. I doubt they made up this number."

Chang Baishan scratched his head and handed the note in his hand to Qin Ming with a strange expression.

After Qin Ming unfolded it, he saw an astonishing number.

"Twelve million taels of silver?!"

Qin Ming suddenly realized that he was wrong, and he was wrong in an outrageous way!

He misjudged the strength of the people in the capital and the major families.

Having accumulated experience for several generations, the foundation they possess is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Qin Ming's lips.

"Go tell the teacher and ask him to increase the sales!"

"Your Majesty, this news is still unknown whether it is true or not. Are we going to add it?"

Chang Baishan hesitated when he learned that Qin Ming wanted to increase the number of bills they sold.

Ever since Qin Ming proposed this method of subscribing for dividends, they have been crossing the river by feeling the stones.

The public's confidence has just been established, but if Qin Ming sells too many products and cannot sell them all, there will definitely be people who will question his strength again.

Facing his doubts, Qin Ming said seriously:

"The arsenal has already begun construction, and tens of thousands of dollars are being burned every day. Before the Yan Dynasty arrives, the Northern Dynasty still has no power to resist, so we must step up our efforts."

"I understand."

Soon, Chang Baishan went to inform Chen Shimao and released the news again, adding a bill of five million taels.

And there was another person who was paying attention to their actions, and that was Emperor Qian.

At this moment, Emperor Qian has already realized what Qin Ming has done recently...