With money in his pocket, Wu Cheng's courage became stronger. Yesterday, Zhao Yazhi took his ID card back and kept it in the room for more than ten days. He never went out for a walk except for going out for a run in the morning. He was completely a home life in his previous life. So, after calculating the 10,000-word manuscript today, he left a note and prepared to go out for a good walk.

As soon as he walked out of the community, Wu Cheng was targeted. Several gangsters followed him, and were about to find an opportunity to kidnap Wu Cheng, but found that Wu Cheng stopped a taxi and left.

"Brother Xing, what should I do?"

"Catch up, the employer means to kidnap him and throw him into the Kowloon City, so that he can die. You can get a thousand yuan for a little kid. This is a relaxing job!"

"Follow Brother Xing, it's true!"

"Well! By the way, Brother Xing, after this vote, let's go and vote for a new account! It's not interesting to make a fuss like this. Brother Xing thinks!"

"Well, let's talk about this after finishing this ticket! Let's go, I'll take you to the rich man tonight..."

"Long live Brother Xing!"

...

Wu Cheng hasn't been here yet. He usually submitted the articles and collected by the people from the Urban Entertainment News. In the past few days, "Hui Ming" has started serializing.

However, the sales volume of Urban Entertainment News has not changed much. At most, it only increases by about a hundred dollars a day, which has nothing to do with the imagined explosion.

Get off the bus in a place with a lot of people and walking, Wu Cheng also quietly paid attention to the discussion topics of people around him, but he did not hear passers-by talking about any topics about "Hui Ming". I don't know if "Hui Ming" is too advanced, and it is not suitable for the local environment or why, almost no one mentioned it, which made Wu Cheng somewhat disappointed.

When he arrived at the urban entertainment newspaper near Mong Kok, Wu Cheng calmed down and walked in with a smile on his face, but was stopped by the receptionist at the front desk, "Hey, hey, who are you looking for, kid? This is not a place for you to play!"

Wu Cheng reached out to wipe the hair beside his ear, looked confident, smiled slightly, and finally put his index finger on his lips, and said softly: "This beautiful sister, I am your Mr. Wu Shulan and Mr. Wu, don't tell her! I want to give her a surprise... By the way, how can you Mr. Wu go to your Mr. Wu's office?"

The front desk lady saw that although Wu Cheng was dressed normally, she had extraordinary temperament and was not like an ordinary child. So she really regarded Wu Cheng as Wu Shulan's relative, and looked "okay, I understand" and quietly pointed at the innermost office.

Wu Cheng smiled, blinked his right eye at her, waved his hand, and walked in.

The employees in the company were surprised to see Wu Cheng swaying, but when they saw the front desk waving their hands, they pretended that they didn't see it.

It was not until he came to the office door that he was stopped by another woman. Wu Cheng used the old method to fool Wu Shulan's secretary away and knocked on the office door.

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"Please come in!"

The door opened, Wu Cheng walked in, Wu Shulan leaned at the desk without raising her head, and the pen in her hand was rustling, and said, "What's the matter? Wait a moment, it's going to be done right away!"

Wu Cheng turned around in Wu Shulan's office until he heard a sound coming from behind.

"Who are you? How did you come in?"

Wu Cheng then turned around, looked at her with a smile, walked to the sofa in the rest area next to him and sat down, saying, "I will introduce myself first. My name is Wu Cheng, the author of 'Hui Ming'!"

"You? The author of 'Hui Ming'? Hehe, are you kidding me?" Wu Shulan smiled at first, but her face changed soon, which was even more wonderful than acting in a movie. "Who are you? If you don't say anything, then I'll call the security guard. If you don't learn well at a young age, you will learn to speak loudly."

"I knew you didn't believe it!" Wu Cheng shook his head and said, "Do you still remember the additional terms in the contract? I asked Sister Zhi to add that. With Sister Zhi's character, I can't do it."

"It's really you?" Wu Shulan frowned, feeling a little incredible, and finally shook her head and said, "Even if it's you! Haven't you handed over the manuscript today?"

"There are two main things to come here today!" Wu Cheng said, patted the sofa beside him and said, "Come here and sit down and talk! I feel very tired when I speak with my neck tilted down like this."

Wu Shulan felt a little incredible, and finally shook her head with a laugh, feeling that she seemed to be thinking too much. But she still sat over and wanted to see what this little kid wanted to do!

After Wu Shulan sat down, Wu Chengcai officially said: "I will introduce myself again. My name is Wu Cheng, my original name is Wu Zhicheng, my father Wu Mingzhong, my grandfather Wu Kaicheng, and my great-grandfather Wu Zhenghua... There is a cousin named Wu Mingquan who came to Hong Kong with a family of three sons. After coming to Hong Kong, he married a concubine and gave birth to a daughter, the eldest son Wu Zhiliang..."

"Stop! You said you are Wu Mingzhong's son. Is there any evidence to prove it?"

Wu Cheng shook his head and said, "No! So, did you admit it?"

Wu Shulan frowned slightly, and finally shook her head and said, "I'm a little surprised. If you are really the author of 'Hui Ming', then you have such talent at such an age and don't need to be close to our family! What do you want to do if you investigate our family so clearly?"

"Don't worry! I'm here to recognize my relatives, but it doesn't mean I'm here to meet my relatives. Let me tell you who are in your family and what their name is! If it doesn't match what I know, I won't recognize it." Wu Cheng raised his index finger, shook it, looking harsh.

Seeing Wu Cheng's arrogant look, Wu Shulan felt it was quite ridiculous, but in the end she said: "My father's name is Wu Zhiliang, the second uncle Wu Zhichen, the third aunt Wu Zhimei, the fourth uncle Wu Zhijing... My eldest brother Wu Shuwen, and the second cousin Hao Shuwu..."

Wu Cheng nodded when he heard this. It was not until Wu Shulan stopped that he said with a hint of sadness: "In March this year, my grandfather passed away. My father took me with me and wanted to join the cousin here, but he couldn't contact my uncle, so he had to take me to smuggle. As a result, he encountered storms on the sea and he went there too. I'm the only one left in our room now."

After sighing, Wu Cheng said again: "Don't worry, I'm here, not here to catch up with a kiss, and you know that I don't have that need. The reason why I came to you is to confirm it and to tell us the situation of our room so that the uncle and the old man will not worry. Secondly..."

Wu Cheng turned his head and looked at the office and smiled, "Secondly, I plan to give you some advice. This is not how to run a newspaper. How about it? Are you interested in listening to my thoughts?"

Wu Shulan frowned slightly when she heard this. To be honest, just when Wu Cheng spoke to introduce his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, she had already believed Wu Cheng's words.

But she was a little confused. Is this guy really only twelve years old?

In her memory, Wu Cheng should be only twelve years old this year. A few years ago, my grandfather was in contact with the mainland. However, a catastrophe broke out in the mainland that no one expected, so the old man took the initiative to cut off contact with the other side, preparing to wait until the disaster was over before contacting him.

Unexpectedly, I had already found it there myself, but...

Thinking of the boy in front of her becoming so mature, she couldn't help feeling a little sad. Life without father or mother must be difficult! Alas! The poor little guy is still pretending to be in front of me.

Seeing his squeaky look, Wu Shulan sighed, sat next to him, hugged him in her arms, and said sadly: "Okay! Don't pretend to be in front of me, just cry loudly if you want to cry! No one will bully you in the future, you have your relatives here!"

When Wu Cheng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched and thought to himself: "This is not how the plot develops!"

"Little niece, don't do this!" Wu Cheng gently pushed her away.

Little...little niece!?

Upon hearing this, Wu Shulan's eyebrows and lips trembled involuntarily. She suddenly thought that, in terms of calculation, she was really his niece! This little guy really... I really want to scratch him to death!

"Okay! Although it has not been confirmed by grandpa. However, since you can recite the genealogy of our Wu family at such a young age, I will accept you, my uncle."

Wu Shulan smiled and finally said seriously: "So uncle, you can tell me your opinion on running a newspaper. I also want to see what you have!"

Wu Cheng was not polite, picked up the newspaper on the coffee table in front of him, shook, and said, "First of all, let's talk about your newspaper! The layout is messy, the main and the secondary are not distinguished, and there is no ability to catch the readers' attention in an instant; secondly, the idea is unclear, the content is plain, and there is no desire to buy at first sight; thirdly, the entertainment is not strong, and it can even be said to be without any entertainment. Just these three points, it is strange that this newspaper can have sales!"

"I can't tell that my uncle still has some research on publishing newspapers!" Wu Shulan smiled. Although she was not convinced, she felt a little impressed.

With this perspective, no wonder he could write novels like "Hui Ming" at a young age. Although the writing of "Hui Ming" is a bit vernacular, it is better because of its strong storyline and good historical foundation.

At such a clear order at a young age, most people really can't do it.

When Wu Cheng heard this, he was actually a little bit secretly. After all, he had never done a job in a newspaper before. The reason why he could say "one, two, three" was that he found that the newspapers of this period were very different from those of later generations. The biggest difference was that the newspapers of this period did not seem to have "introduction" yet.

"Well, research is not a question, it's just some ideas!" Wu Cheng smiled and continued: "If the "Urban Entertainment News" wants to have sales, it must be revised. First, it must change this messy habit of placing boards; second, it must have a clear idea to enhance entertainment; third, it can add a 'introduction' section to the first board."

"Introduction? What does it mean?"

"Simply put, the introduction is actually the directory page of a book, allowing readers to instantly find out which board they are interested in, and can also increase the fonts of the introduction section, bold, or even add some colors to enhance their ability to attract attention."

"Yeah, it's not bad! It makes sense! Uncle, you keep going!"
Chapter completed!