The staff from the Department of Commerce welcomed the two of them into the building. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ying Yuzheng, and I'm the director of Hope Media's Department of Commerce. Please head upstairs for a chat."
After Ren Xiaosu walked into the building, he sized up the interior of Hope Media. The staff were coming and going, and there was no particularly tight security either. It was just like a very ordinary office building.
As a matter of fact, it was said that Hope Media had made a lot of enemies over the years and had offended the consortiums countless times. Shouldn't a company like this be more cautious?
When they got to the seventh floor, Ren Xiaosu heard a loud voice reprimanding someone as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.
He saw an old man with a walking stick saying to a young man, "Journalists must respect the truth. Don't you know what's wrong with the manuscript you wrote yesterday? Have you investigated it or collected any evidence? You can't just rely on your own imagination to attract readers' attention! Every newspaper that is published here must be true for future generations. When they pick up a copy of Hope Media's newspaper decades later, they'll immediately know the truth. That's what we have to do! "
The young reporter said, "But the other newspapers are also —"
"Others are others. Hope Media is Hope Media!" The old man with the walking stick said, "Don't forget why you guys entered this industry in the first place. Was it for fame and fortune? If that's what you want, I'll write you a recommendation letter to the Qinghe Group! What we at Hope Media need to do is to respect the truth and record history! "
The young reporter did not say anything else.
Ying Yuzheng said to Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue with a smile, "I'm sorry, but our chief editor has a bad temper. This way, please."
He brought Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue into the conference room. Ren Xiaosu saw the large red words pasted on the wall of the conference room: "Seek Truth from Facts."
Ren Xiaosu did not think there was anything wrong with the chief editor getting angry at a reporter. Instead, he trusted Hope Media even more.
Ying Yuzheng sat across the conference table and asked cordially, "What kind of advertisement would the two of you like to put up?"
"It's very simple." Ren Xiaosu smiled and took out a piece of paper. "You just need to publish it at the bottom of the fifth page, taking up a quarter of the page."
Ying Yuzheng took the note. There were only two lines on it. The first line read, "Don't let the sorrow of this era become your sorrow."
The second line: "61."
This was the idea that Ren Xiaosu had thought of. Since Hope Media's newspapers were all over the Central Plains, if Old Wang was in the Central Plains, he would definitely buy such an influential newspaper to follow current affairs.
Wang Fugui might look like he was always smiling, but he was actually very meticulous and reliable. When Ren Xiaosu was still in town, he would often see him reading the Kyung Clan's official newspaper when he went to Old Wang's grocery store. He said that he wanted to know what major events had happened recently and not be out of touch with the times.
Therefore, if Ren Xiaosu wanted to put up an advertisement in Hope Media's newspaper, whether it was Yan Liuyuan or Wang Fugui, they would immediately think of him when they saw this sentence.
He had said this to Yan Liuyuan in front of Old Wang before. Sister Xiaoyu would even mention it in front of others occasionally, so it was a very symbolic statement.
Meanwhile, the "61" below it indicated that he would be moving to Stronghold 61 to continue living there. If Old Wang and the others saw this, they could come to Stronghold 61 to look for him.
This hint was not too subtle, but only Old Wang, Yan Liuyuan, and the others knew what it meant.
Ying Yuzheng looked at the note and wondered, "You're going to put up this advertisement?"
Usually, the people who came to Hope Media to put up advertisements were companies that did corporate promotions, such as selling clothes or cosmetics. However, the advertisement that Ren Xiaosu wanted to put up did not seem to be utilitarian at all.
Could it be that some spy was using it to pass on the password? Ying Yuzheng muttered to himself. Hope Media often encountered such things. For example, the Knight's earliest method of contact was to use Hope Media's newspaper to pass on the password. By using the password book, they could find the information they wanted by looking for the words in the newspaper.
However, no spy would want to occupy the fifth page in such a high-profile manner. The first four pages did not accept advertisements, and the price of the fifth page was extremely expensive.
Ying Yuzheng glanced at Ren Xiaosu and said, "May I know the purpose of this advertisement?"
Ren Xiaosu smiled. "Just treat it as a positive message."
"Then what does' 61 'mean?" Ying Yuzheng asked.
"Oh, '61' is Children's Day. I'd like to wish everyone a happy Children's Day in advance," Ren Xiaosu explained without batting an eyelid.
Ying Yuzheng wanted to say, "As if I'd believe you. It's still a long way from Children's Day." He patiently said, "Sir, it's only November now."
"Well, our advertisement will run until next year's June 1st." Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "How much will it cost?"
This shocked Ying Yuzheng. Next to him, Zhou Yingxue also felt her heart ache. This fifth page took up a quarter of the advertisement space. How much would it cost to run it for half a year?!
Ying Yuzheng did some rough calculations and then said to Ren Xiaosu, "I'm sorry, this is a little big, so I can't make the decision. Please wait a moment."
Just the advertisement alone would cost more than two million yuan. Moreover, the problem was that he could not figure out Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue's intentions.
Not long after Ying Yuzheng left, Ren Xiaosu heard the sound of a walking stick hitting the ground outside the door again. Following that, the chief editor pushed open the door and entered. His grizzled hair was neatly combed and he was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit. He looked very energetic.
The chief editor came to the conference table and picked up the note on the table. He asked, "Is this the advertisement that the two of you wanted to publish?"
Next to him, Ying Yuzheng said, "Yes."
However, when the chief editor took a look at the note, he was stunned. He could not help but mutter, "Don't let the sorrow of the times become your sorrow …"
He looked up at Ren Xiaosu. "Who said that?"
"I said it," Ren Xiaosu said.
"Why did you say that?" the chief editor continued to ask.
"Because I wanted to warn my younger brother not to go with the flow in this era." Ren Xiaosu said seriously, "I only published this advertisement because I felt that I should let more people know about this."
The chief editor laughed. He did not believe Ren Xiaosu's bullsh * t reason, but he fell in love with this sentence in an instant.
The chief editor held the note and looked at it for a long time. Then he suddenly said, "You can just pay 20% of the advertising fee for this advertisement. 400,000 yuan is the advertising fee for the two words' 61 '. I'll waive the rest for you. I won't ask you why you published this advertisement. I'll publish it for you until June 1st next year. "
Next to him, Ying Yuzheng was stunned. He had just waived 1.6 million yuan all of a sudden.
Ren Xiaosu was also puzzled. "What are you trying to do?"
The chief editor shook the note in his hand and said, "This sentence is worth this much money."
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that there were still people in this era who valued a sentence so much.
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