Half an hour later, the salesman returned to the editorial office.

The editor-in-chief asked: "How?"

The salesman said: "Master Qi agreed."

The editor-in-chief hummed and said: "I know Mr. Qi will agree. There is no possibility that he will disagree with this kind of thing. Without our help, Mr. Qi will not be able to get through this difficulty."

The salesman nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

The editor-in-chief added: "What I'm asking is, how is Mr. Qi's situation?"

The salesman frowned and said, "It doesn't seem to be very good."

The editor-in-chief asked again: "What's wrong?"

The salesman said: "When I was talking to Mr. Qi, he always looked distracted, as if he was talking about the front and forgetting the back. Finally, when I was about to leave, he looked stunned again, as if he didn't care.

Know I'm leaving."

"His situation is a bit like a case mentioned by Shangjun Hospital not long ago. It is said that the medical school of Shangjun Hospital has studied some cases, saying that people will become dementia as they get older.

, and gave this case a name, Alzheimer’s disease.”

The editor-in-chief hummed and said to the salesman: "Do you think Mr. Qi has Alzheimer's disease?"

The salesman said: "It's possible, but I'm not sure. After all, I just talked for a while."

The editor-in-chief sighed and said: "It's no wonder. Mr. Qi has been deeply hit in recent days and can't accept it for a while. It's normal for him to be like this."

The salesman looked at the editor-in-chief curiously, and then said hesitantly: "The villain has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."

The editor-in-chief smiled slightly and said, "But it doesn't hurt to talk."

The salesman said: "According to our contract, it is impossible to take back the family property like Mr. Qi's investment. The investment cannot be withdrawn for at least three years."

"This time, the editor of the General tabloid didn't even bother to raise doubts, and directly denied me. So I can only publish it in your Yali Daily, which is very shameful, right?"

The clerk from Yali Daily coughed dryly and said, "Sir, why do you have to belittle yourself and talk about yourself in such a bad way? Although the actual situation is not much different from this."

Mr. Qi: "..."

The salesperson from Yali Daily saw Master Qi looking like he was about to get angry, so he coughed quickly and said, "Sir, sir, think about it carefully, is there anyone in Xianyang City who still cares about Yangwei?"

Mr. Qi was stunned for a moment and said: "Sheep Tail? Why do you care about Sheep Tail? Isn't it enough to care about me? Now the Qi Mansion has made a big fool of itself. Are these people watching my jokes?"

The salesman clapped his hands vigorously and said, "That's exactly it."

"Why doesn't anyone care about Yangwei now? It's because now it helps him share the attention. General Tabloid, this is deliberately muddying the waters."

After all, Mr. Qi has never experienced these things, so he still doesn't quite understand.

He looked at the salesman in confusion and said hesitantly: "You mean, it was my appearance that stopped Yangwei from being scolded? But...is there a relationship between the two of us? It's not me.

Falsely accused him."

In fact, this is not to blame Mr. Qi. Who in this generation has experienced such a sexy operation?

However, the people at Yali Daily are professionals after all. Although they have experienced this kind of thing for the first time, they are very perceptive and have quickly understood something.

A salesperson from Yali Daily analyzed: "Master Hao Jiao learned that the energy of ordinary people is actually limited. If they care about one person, they will not have the energy to care about another person."

"It's like this newspaper is full of news about adults, so there is no way to write news about Yangwei."

"It's like adults, who used to play chess and read books. The stories in the books fascinated adults, and the chess games fascinated them."

"But now that something has happened in the mansion, do you still have the heart to play chess? Let alone the mansion, I dare say that the other adults in Xianyang City have no intention of playing chess. They just want to lie on the wall of your house and watch the fun."

Mr. Qi was silent, his expression a little ugly.

In the past few days, many people have indeed come to visit, and the number of people is obviously higher than before.

Mr. Qi blocked these people from the door because of his physical discomfort.

So... these people are actually here to watch the fun?

This is really unreasonable.

Mr. Qi said to the clerk of the Night Daily: "I probably understand what you just said."

"Then what do you mean by what you are doing now? Shouldn't you find another person to cover up this matter for me?"

The salesman coughed dryly and said, "That would be more difficult. After all... Your Excellency is in a high position in the government, and your case is rather strange."

"It's really difficult to overshadow you. So...hehe."

After Master Qi listened, he felt insulted, but he continued to listen patiently.

The salesman coughed dryly and said: "So, we can only start from this incident, divert this matter to the gods and ghosts, divert the attention of the people, and then... after a long time, the people will naturally forget

Already."

"My lord, believe me, people are very forgetful. Especially now that there are newspapers and there is so much fresh news every day, they are even more forgetful."

"At most, when they see Qi Mansion's carriage in the future, they will suddenly realize it and say: Oh, I know this Qi Mansion has been in the newspaper."

"But they just said it casually and had no other expression."

"Even in a few years, after they see Qi Mansion's carriage, they will suddenly realize and say: Oh, I know this Qi Mansion, they have been in the newspaper."

"But as for why Qi Mansion was in the newspaper, they have forgotten it. At that time, your Excellency will give some charity and donate some money to the people, and it will be successfully cleared."

"The people only remember the good things of the adults. Who still remembers that the adults have made a fool of themselves? Mr. Qi was a little reluctant and said unhappily: "Do you still have to pay?"

This sentence successfully choked the salesman.

This gentleman is a bit reluctant to part with money.

However, this is normal.

The salesman smiled slightly and said: "Things like donating money are still far away from now. Don't worry. Even if the time comes, when the time comes, you don't necessarily have to donate money. The villain just mentioned it casually, saying

A feasible solution."

Mr. Qi then nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have just thought about your method and think it is very good."

The salesman responded.

He thought for a while and said to Mr. Qi: "If you don't mind it, we will go back to editing the newspaper?"

After Master Qi heard this, he felt strange in his heart.

What does editing a newspaper mean? These people... are so shameless.

When did I become accomplices with these people? Have I become a polite scum?

The salesman saw Mr. Qi's dull expression and was a little puzzled. However, he didn't dare to say anything more, so he made an excuse and slipped away quietly.

"Then can we wait for Mr. Qi to invest and then use our reputation to dig up dirt on him and attack him until he loses everything?"

"When Mr. Qi falls, won't we have to pay back his investment?"

After finishing speaking, the salesman said cautiously: "Is the villain too dark and shameless?"

The editor-in-chief laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of our people being dark and shameless, as long as they have the ability."

The salesman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good."

The editor-in-chief pondered for a while and said: "Actually, the fact that you ask this question shows that you still don't quite understand the issue of equity."

"Master Qi's money has been converted into our shares. In the future, when he owes a lot of debt, he can use our Yali Daily to pay off the debt."

"In the future, when he is imprisoned and his house is searched, he can also confiscate our Yali Daily shares."

The salesman suddenly realized: "I see. Then we really can't deal with Mr. Qi."

The editor-in-chief hummed and said, "Of course not."

The salesman added: "Then why should we actively rescue Mr. Qi?"

"Master Qi's only son died three years ago. Now that such a big scandal has broken out in his house, I think Master Qi may vomit blood and die at any time."

"When he dies, no one will inherit his family property. Won't his shares in Yali Daily not count? We can run ours calmly."

The editor-in-chief smiled slightly and said: "This way... is not impossible. After all, we have a secret agreement and not many people know about it. Moreover, we can also dilute his shares and exclude him without anyone noticing."

The salesman said: "Yes, why not do that?"

The editor-in-chief said: "Because there are too many smart people in the world."

"As long as we do this, others will know. When others know, they will be wary of us."

"From now on, they no longer trust us. When we need help or investment in the future, they will stand by and watch. Isn't this worth the loss?"

"Sir Qi's thousand yi gold is nothing. Our Yali Daily wants to become bigger and stronger."

"After we succeed in making a newspaper, we will have to reach out to every corner like Shangjun Courtyard."

The salesman nodded and said, "You still have the foresight."

The editor-in-chief smiled slightly, patted the salesman on the shoulder, and said: "Okay, now you go to work. Helping Mr. Qi means helping our Yali Daily to build momentum for him and help him tide over the difficulties.

"

"This man has read a lot of poems and books, and he is very willing to repay his kindness. As long as he recovers this time, he will definitely repay his kindness."
To be continued...