Sometimes when discussing saints and sages, the discussion is late and we don’t get back until starry night.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but stretched out his chubby hand to poke Zhu Zhanji and asked: "Son, have you read the articles I gave you recently? When will the first issue of the newspaper be published?

Give me some time so that I can inform those scholars!"

"Uh, it's coming soon, it's coming soon."

When Zhu Zhanji heard what Silly Dad said, he was slightly startled, and then felt a little embarrassed. He had been busy with cement and glass these days, and he really forgot about the newspaper.

After hearing Silly Dad's reminder, I remembered that those articles Silly Dad had given me a few days ago had been stuffed into some corners by him.

Of course I didn't see this.

When Zhu Gaochi saw his son like this, he immediately knew that his son had forgotten the matter, and he became a little angry.

You must know that for the sake of the newspaper, he has been spending all day with those great scholars these days, and he has lost more than ten kilograms.

Fortunately for this son, he didn't take this matter to heart. What does it mean to be fast? It's fast. Isn't this deceiving him?

Seeing that his silly father was a little angry, Zhu Zhanji knew that he couldn't deal with it, so he immediately said: "Dad, how about you go tell them that in three days, three days later, the first issue of the Ming Dynasty Royal People's Daily will be officially launched.
Chapter completed!