Ivory Island Evening News?

Looking at the wooden sign with black letters on white background, Marquis Grandet suddenly felt that his mind was a little too small. He knew all the words on the wooden sign separately, but after they were put together, he felt inexplicably unable to understand them at all.

Evening News? Evening News? Who can tell me what this evening newspaper does and what is the evening newspaper?

Who do you ask me? The housekeeper opened his mouth with his eyes straight, and the only thing he could be sure of was that this kind of thing called the Evening News seemed to be very popular.

In fact, it is indeed very popular. Many civilians and businessmen who bought evening newspapers walked and read there, and even hit the wall, many people gathered directly in front of the evening newspapers, and watched them intently and then—

"The gods are here!" A middle-aged gentleman who had just opened the newspaper suddenly exclaimed in shock, "Last night, a fire broke out at the Ivory Island Pier, seven people died and twelve were seriously injured. It is said that the cause of the accident was..."

Before he could finish reading the news, the person next to him couldn't wait to reach out and snatch the newspaper: "No, let me take a look, don't grab it, don't grab it, I'll lend it to you after reading it."

Before he finished speaking, a blonde man who had just seen the second edition suddenly exaggeratedly: My God, look at this, Mr. Philip went on a date with the dancer last night, but was caught on the spot by Mrs. Philip and a group of maids. Five traces were caught on his face. No wonder he refused to go out to meet today."

Really? The group of people around him immediately burned with gossip. Those who bought the Evening News immediately turned to the second page. Those who didn't buy the Evening News hurriedly came over: "Where? Where? As a great businessman, Mr. Philip is so afraid of his wife. Could it be that he was just a fool."

"How is that possible?" The blonde man proudly opened the evening newspaper and pointed to the big title on the second page, "Look at this... Well, it should be called news, it is clearly written on it, and there are also clear pictures of the scene. You can take a look at it yourself."

Yes, the second edition of the headlines describes this matter in five hundred words, and a clear picture is attached next to it. In this black and white picture, it can be clearly seen that poor Mr. Philip is running away with his head in his arms, and behind him is chasing his big and thick wife, plus a group of maids holding brooms.

Hell, how did this picture get into the newspaper?

The group looked at each other, not understanding the principle of this, but after so much, they were confused for a few seconds. They immediately focused on the gossip and began to discuss whether Mr. Philip was caught after climbing into bed, or was caught before he could get into bed.

In the chaos, I suddenly heard an obese businessman shouting and rushed directly to the door of the evening newspaper, waving the newspaper with his eyes glowing: "Brother, I saw your evening newspaper that the Red Sea Business Company has suffered serious injuries recently and plans to sell several shops at a low price. Is this news reliable?"

"What do you think?" Lin Taiping took a sip of coffee slowly, "If I remember correctly, the Red Sea Commercial Bank is not too far from here. You can go over and verify it yourself."

It makes sense that the fat businessman was stunned for a moment and couldn't wait to leave immediately. Just ten minutes later, he rushed back with a blush on his face, and shouted from a distance: "My God, it's so amazing. The Red Sea Merchant Company wanted to conceal the loss at the beginning, but after I took out the evening newspaper... Gods are here, Mr. Lin, how did you get this news?"

Without an answer, Lin Taiping just smiled and showed eight white teeth. In this moment, the merchants present suddenly couldn't wait to look for the evening newspaper. They finally realized that in addition to news and gossip, there was more important business information in this evening newspaper, which might bring a large amount of profitable business information.

So, just a moment later, in front of the already crowded evening newspaper, it suddenly became even more chaotic and lively. The crowds surrounded the taurens who were selling evening newspapers, and even the defective product Lin Taiping was holding was snatched away for several times the price.

Some people are browsing major news, some people are reading gossip, and some people are collecting commercial information. However, in any case, the Ivory Island Evening News, which was just released, immediately became a popular fashion after a few hours of trial operation, and is rapidly radiating to surrounding areas with the commercial street as the center.

"I really saw the dead. What are they looking at?" Marquis Grandet looked from a distance in the carriage, and the more he looked, the more he felt more confused, and his eyes were about to pop out. "Damn it, Galley, go get me an evening newspaper, and I'll do it now."

What can I say? The unlucky housekeeper couldn't help but sigh. Looking at the spectacular scene of crowded people at the door of the evening newspaper, he could only close his eyes and grit his teeth and rush over. After ten minutes, he grabbed an evening newspaper and returned victoriously, with a vague report with a bruised and swollen face: "Sir, I bought it, it's not easy."

Totally ignoring his performance of seeking credit, Marquis Grandet snatched the evening newspaper. After reading it for only a few seconds, he suddenly exclaimed, revealing an incredible expression: "Uh, did I read it wrong? That little white-faced actually published an apology statement in the evening newspaper?"

That's right, in the lower right corner of the second page of the newspaper, Lin Taiping published an apology statement, fully expressing his apology for the accidental injury, and also specifically marked it in bold, as if he was afraid that others would not see it.

So, after seeing such a sincere apology statement, Marquis Grandet's first reaction was that the little white-faced mind had a waterfall. But before he could come back to his senses, the housekeeper next to him suddenly exclaimed and pointed at the apology statement with a strange face: "Wait, sir, look here!"

What to look at? Marquis Grandet was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned his head and looked over, and fell on the important news next to the apology statement.

In an instant, when he saw the striking topic, his face turned from white to red, then from red to purple, and then from purple to black, and in the end it was as colorful as a dyeing shop.

Compared with the apology statement of tofu chunks, this important news accounted for at least 500 words, accounting for a quarter of the page. Especially the large title with bold fonts, which was so eye-catching that it could not be more eye-catching. It could be clearly seen from a few meters away.

"Don't forget to get involved in the sex while sick, a nobleman abuses the donations of the people and recruits dancers to have fun"

It can be imagined that when I see such a powerful title, I can't help reading it. In fact, just next to the carriage, a few middle-aged men who just bought the newspaper could not wait to read it:

"This newspaper reported that yesterday afternoon, a famous nobleman who is participating in the election of parliament, has recently been injured in the home cultivation, but he still recruits dancers to have fun... It is reported that the high cost of recruiting dancers all comes from the orphanage donations he calls on the public to raise."

Puff! After reading the introduction of this line, Grandet was already spitting out blood. Although there was no name on this news, as long as the words "election," he was injured, and called for donations, even fools could guess who the so-called nobleman was referring to.

Slander, this is slander, this is a complete slander!

Marquis Grandet was so angry that he shivered all over, his red face was smoking, and he seemed to have high blood pressure burst at any time. He swears with his reputation that during the days of recuperation, he had never touched a dancer at all... Well, maybe he had touched him once, but just once, he was caught by someone else.

Of course, it’s nothing to touch the dancer, but this news is vicious and vicious. It actually says that the money he spent on finding the dancer was from an orphanage donation raised by the public... It’s simply nonsense. The donation has been used for him long ago, and there is not even a copper coin left. How could it be used to find a dancer?

But the problem is that this matter is not explained clearly at all, and in order to prove the authenticity of the news, a picture was specially attached next to the news report as evidence.

In this black and white picture, you can clearly see that several dancers with heavy makeup twisted their waists and walked into the Marquis' Mansion under the cover of the night. Although the appearance of the Marquis' Mansion was not completely photographed, just look at the arrangement in front of the gate, familiar people can tell what this place at a glance.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Marquis Grandet was so angry that he couldn't control it, and directly tore the evening newspaper to pieces. Then he grabbed the butler's collar and roared with a twisted face: "Galy, you idiot, haven't I told you that you must keep it confidential? Why would anyone see this scene?"

The poor housekeeper was sprayed with saliva on his face and could not speak. He could swear with his life. At that time, he was already careful not to be careful, and there was no one nearby, but why did this picture still appear?

But at this time, people who read this news near the carriage had already started to talk in full interest, mixed with sarcastic laughter, and kept coming in through the car window.

"The gods are above, is the nobleman mentioned in this news the marquis?"

"No, who else is there except him? Gods are above me, I really didn't expect that that adult usually looks high-sounding, but is so despicable and shameless in private. I still support him as a member of parliament."

"That's right, it's just that, we've misappropriated our donations. If I see him next time, I will definitely smash it with a few tomatoes to let that hypocritical guy know what shame is. This is simply a scum!"

Puff! Looking at the fragments of the evening newspaper under his feet and listening to the constant sarcasm and laughter, Marquis Grandet finally couldn't bear it and sprayed it heavily on the car window with blood.

The next moment, he suddenly pushed open the car door heavily, and under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of surprised and sarcastic gazes, he walked angrily towards the door of the evening newspaper-

"Mr. Lin, I think you owe me an explanation, an important explanation related to my reputation!"

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Chapter completed!