The headquarters of Ta Kung Pao in Tianjin was originally in the French Concession, and it was actually a royalist propaganda publication; After changing bosses, he moved to the Japanese concession and became the mouthpiece of the Anhui warlord Duan Qirui. With the collapse of the Anfu system and the death www.biquge.info of the newspaper owner in the earthquake in Japan, Ta Kung Pao finally announced the closure of publication.

Now that Zhou Hexuan is urging Zhang Xueliang to re-run the "Ta Kung Pao", it is natural that he cannot choose the newspaper office in the Japanese concession, otherwise after the Japanese army occupies the northeast, the newspaper society will encounter great trouble. He moved the address of the newspaper's headquarters back to the French Concession, which was later known as 237 Harbin Road.

"Hahaha, Brother He Xuan, you are amazing, you have become the president of the newspaper." Li Shoumin wandered around the newspaper office. He has been poached by Zhou Hexuan to be an editor, and even his second brother Li Xiangji has become the liaison staff of the newspaper.

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "I just borrowed the momentum of the young marshal." Even the investment of 10,000 oceans was only made up by asking Lili Books to advance the royalties of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in advance. The most important thing is to find the help of two senior newspaper people. ”

Hu Zhengzhi used to be the chief writer of Ta Kung Pao, knew many reporters and editors of Ta Kung Pao, and he also had a news agency under his command. With Hu Zhengzhi's help, the shelves of the newspaper could be quickly erected, and the circulation department, the communication station, the reporters, and the editors were all ready to pick up.

If Zhou Hexuan started from scratch and started on his own, it would take a month or two just to gather these manpower, and it would take at least half a year, or even more than a year, to cultivate a mature news communication and distribution network.

Zhang Jiluan is also very important, he has also been actively contacting his former friends in the past two days, and has received responses from many senior reporters. Although Ta Kung Pao has not yet officially resumed publication, its communication tentacles have extended to the south, and the Tianjin headquarters will immediately know what big news there is in Guangzhou, Shanghai, and Wuhan.

The two wandered around the newspaper for a while, and Li Shoumin took out his pocket watch to look at the time and said, "Yo, it's time, I have to go to the student's house to take classes." ”

"You're still a teacher?" Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

"Private teacher, teach Chinese studies, painting or something, and earn a few pocket money," Li Shoumin patted Zhou Hexuan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll leave first, and I'll come back to work tomorrow." ”

Looking at Li Shoumin's figure leaving in a hurry, Zhou Hexuan couldn't help but laugh.

Li Shoumin can also kidnap a wife back this time as a tutor, and his future wife is Sun Jingxun, a student of his professor. His father-in-law is the chairman of Dazhong Bank, and the thief in the family is rich, and he resolutely opposes the marriage between the two. Sun Jingxun ran away from home with 1 yuan in anger, and even did not hesitate to cut off relations with his family, and only got married successfully by winning the lawsuit.

Although a lover eventually became a family, the consequence was that Li Shoumin and his father-in-law did not communicate for more than ten years. Obviously, his wife's family runs a bank, but Li Shoumin has a very shabby life, and he can only rely on codewords to write novels to support his family.

It seems that under the influence of the butterfly effect, Li Shoumin actually ran to become a tutor in advance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Someone suddenly knocked on the door of the newspaper office, and then a foreign devil came in.

"Excuse me, which one is Mr. Zhou Hexuan?" The foreign devil asked.

Zhou Hexuan walked over and said, "I am." ”

"Hello Mr. Zhou," the foreign devil took out a document and said, "I am Joseph, the lawyer hired by Ms. Wenxiu, and this is the divorce complaint." ”

"Thank you," Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, "I'm not busy suing for divorce for the time being, and when I'm all ready here, let's work together." ”

"No problem." Joseph said happily. He naturally has reason to be happy, in China, he has a divorce lawsuit against the emperor and the imperial concubine, which is a big deal, whether it is successful or not, it will make him famous in the world.

After sending off this foreign devil, Zhou Hexuan took a rickshaw to the Young Marshal's Mansion to report the situation.

……

A few guests came to the Young Marshal's Mansion today.

The chubby man at the head is Feng Yong, the son of the outdated warlord Feng Delin. He and Zhang Xueliang are sworn brothers who grew up together since childhood, and even take the same words as Zhang Xueliang, the two have the same word "Hanqing".

Feng Yong laughed as soon as he entered the door, hooked up with Zhang Xueliang and said, "Sixth son, who do you think I brought here?" ”

"Six Marshals!"

The three people behind Feng Yong saluted together, it was Zhang Xueliang's former adjutant and bodyguard Tan Hai, the captain of the guard team Jiang Huanan, and the commander of the major artillery battalion Liu Duoquan.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Xueliang stood up in shock.

Because these three people all belong to the Wutang faction, Jiang Huanan also served as a staff officer for Guo Songling. Since Guo Songling's defection and rebellion, they have been transferred away from Zhang Xueliang's side, nominally under quarantine review.

Feng Yong patted Zhang Xueliang on the shoulder and said, "Sixth son, Lao Zhang is very dissatisfied with what you have done during this time, and he asked me to pass you a message." ”

"What?" Zhang Xueliang asked.

Feng Yong spoke in a thick voice to learn Zhang Zuolin: "Mom, you bring a message to that little rabbit cub, don't mess with Lao Tzu." It's also a fucking grandson, a grandson pretends to be a grandson, and one day he will really become a grandson! Isn't it just Guo Songling? It's like a dead dad. Mom! In the future, he will fight a good war for Lao Tzu, and his troops will let him continue to take it. Mom! ”

"This is Lao Zhang's tone." Zhang Xueliang's brows finally relaxed. His father sent his adjutant, guard commander and battalion commander back, and returned the old troops to him, and the old accounts of Guo Songling's rebellion were tantamount to being revealed.

"I'm going to fight a big war again," Feng Yong sighed and said, "When will it be a head to play the warlord civil war all day long?" I won't be waiting, so I'll go back to the Northeast to run a university tomorrow. ”

"Running a university? How did you come up with this. Zhang Xueliang was surprised.

Feng Yong said: "The main reason for China's internal and external troubles is industrial backwardness. I want to do the way of industry to save the country, but to rejuvenate the country through industry, we must first educate people. So I plan to go back to my hometown and set up a university, a purely Western-style university, specializing in training high-level science and engineering talents. As long as you can be admitted with your ability, the tuition is free and the accommodation is included! ”

Speaking of Feng Yong, he can really be called a clear stream of the Feng department, his father and Zhang Zuolin are sworn brothers, and he himself is the commander of the air force of the Northeast Army, with the rank of lieutenant general. But after a few years of bad battles, Feng Yong has changed from a swinger brother to a hot-blooded young man who loves the country and strives to be strong.

Historically, Feng Yong spent all his family wealth to found Feng Yong University. After the fall of Northeast China, Feng Yong also formed the "Feng Yong University Volunteer Army" to fight against Japan. The Volunteers were soon broken up, and his school was incorporated into Northeastern University as a whole. Some students applied for Peking University and Tsinghua University, some transferred to Zhejiang University and Henan University, and some returned to the Northeast to continue to resist Japan and save the country.

Zhang Xueliang listened to Feng Yong's proposal to run a school, he took out the planning book of the China Hope Education Foundation, and said with a smile: "I'm worried that the funds are not settled, but fortunately I met you, the God of Wealth." Let's take a look at this first! ”

Feng Yong buried his head in reading and muttered, "Education Foundation? Hope? Hope Elementary School? ”

"Bang bang bang!"

Xu Shou suddenly knocked on the door and said, "Sixth Shuai, Mr. Zhou is back!" ”