"Editor Xu, you have to be responsible for every word you say!"

The person who slapped the table and stood up excitedly was Lu Yifang, the chief writer of the newspaper news section. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHe is a veteran who has been in the declaration for nearly ten years, and has witnessed many life-and-death moments in the declaration. In November 1934, Shi Liangcai, the general manager of the "Declaration", was assassinated by spies, and Lu Yifang was at the scene at the time. In the face of persecution from the Japanese last year, Lu Fang was also a staunch supporter of the strong suspension of the publication. This is a person who is willing to live and die with the declaration, and naturally does not want to ruin the reputation of the declaration by publishing a news article that has not yet been verified. What's more, the content of this news is still so concerning.

If the newspaper publishes it but finds that Huang Haoran was not martyred, then the declaration will be charged with cursing the famous generals of the Anti-Japanese War, and the reader's anger is not a joke. How can a declaration be so risky with a letter from no source?

Chief Lu's eyes were like copper bells, and his expression was as if he was going to devour Xu Jianqiu alive, and the editor-in-chief and several chief writers next to him couldn't help but feel chills in their backs. They could only look at Xu Jianqiu, who was sitting opposite Lu's side, with sympathetic gazes.

This old Xu, I don't know where he got these pieces of torn paper, if it weren't for the mimeographed print of the telegraph office on them, it really looks like the propaganda paper that the little Japanese spy agency made out to fool the Chinese people.

"Responsible ...... How to lose? Do you want me to write a military warrant? Joke, we are a newspaper, not an army! You're doing this...... I'm not afraid to tell you that this Portuguese journalist is a friend of mine, and that we are not the only newspaper in Shanghai that has received this telegram, and if we don't quickly notify the printing house to replace the front page tomorrow, then we will be the only mainstream newspaper in Shanghai to miss this big news. Written by Lu...... The star of the Anti-Japanese War fell, we didn't dare to declare such news, and what kind of big words did we say about shouldering the responsibility of social pioneers and advancing the times, so that the society can enter a reasonable normal track! I think it's better to change the policy and purpose of running the company! ”

Xu Jianqiu changed his previous temperate personality in the newspaper office and behaved extremely toughly. He even did not hesitate to open his mouth to attack the spiritual root of the declaration, and in doing so, he was tantamount to completely abandoning the back road.

In order to achieve the goal and complete the task assigned to him by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Kobayashi Akiyama invested blood in Xu Jianqiu. When Xu Jianqiu left the Edwardian Hotel, his briefcase contained 20 gold bars and 10,000 yuan of Japanese military stamps. In addition, Kobayashi Akiyama also promised Xu Jianqiu a position as deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Shanghai Municipal Puppet Government.

After the Sino-Japanese war began in full swing, the cowardly performance of Britain, the United States and other Western countries in Shanghai had long been seen by Xu Jianqiu. The British Empire and the United States, which he had admired in the past, trembled under the flag of the rising sun of Japan. Xu Jianqiu felt that Shanghai would be the world of the Japanese sooner or later, and the reputation he declared would be a letter of nomination, and he would not lose money in exchange for a bright future for himself.

Therefore, Xu Jianqiu has now torn off all his face and is ready to die naked for the Japanese.

"Editor Xu, watch your words! Master Lu wants to be cautious, this is not wrong~"

The open-mouthed Xu Jianqiu aroused the anger of onlookers. They can tolerate the exchange of different opinions, even quarrels, but they must not accept Xu Jianqiu's contempt for the declaration.

Xu Jianqiu glanced down at his watch, he was wearing the same piece that Kobayashi Akiyama Edward Hotel showed him, which was also one of the rewards given to him by the Japanese, and it was said that the market price was more than five hundred dollars.

The hands on the watch indicated that it was three o'clock in the morning on November 7, when the work of the printing house was nearing its end, and the morning newspaper was being removed from the printing press.

Okay, finally endured to the end, Xu Jianqiu decided to vent his long-suppressed emotions.

"Be cautious, I think he's as cowardly as a mouse! It's a good thing, I thought you would think about it like this, and hesitate. So I called the printer directly – tomorrow's front page will be changed to Stars Fall! In addition to the news of Huang Haoran's martyrdom, I also personally wrote an obituary and filled the front page......"

Actually cut first and then play! This has completely exceeded the authority of an editor~ There has never been such a vicious incident since the declaration was launched! Everyone present except Xu Jianqiu was furious!

"How can you do that? Xu Jianqiu! You're doing this! I'm going to fire you! ”

"Quick! Notify the printer quickly! Change the front page back to ......"

The room was full of panicked, and Xu Jianqiu sneered, leaning back in his chair and motionless, from this moment on, he had completely broken with the declaration.

Change? Easier said than done! After the fall of Shanghai, most of the newspapers that spoke fairly in the market were closed down or forced to cease publication. After the resumption of publication, the declared circulation has reached an unprecedented peak, with sales of more than 40,000 per issue plus supplements. With such a huge amount, it would take hours to print even if all the machines in the printing plant were started.

In another 30 minutes at most, newsboys from all over Shanghai will arrive from all directions and buy all the newspapers printed in the printing house. Once this final circulation link is reached, even if all the employees who declare the newspaper are dispatched, they will never be able to collect all the newspapers from the hands of the thousands of newspaper boys in Shanghai.

The Japanese reprint finally has a source, and the task given to him by Kobayashi Akiyama can be regarded as a successful completion.

Xu Jianqiu began to close his eyes and recuperate, imagining what he would do after he became the deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Listing City.

Next to the busy machines of the printing house, Kobayashi Akiyama, dressed in a trench coat, pretended to be a declared employee and shuttled around. He must watch the newspaper with the news of Huang Haoran's martyrdom fall from the machine page after page to rest assured.

"Xiao Zhang! Change the board, this issue of the declaration has all been printed~"

The shouting of the operators made Kobayashi Akiyama's heart feel like drinking honey, and the busyness in the middle of the night was finally not in vain, with a heavyweight newspaper like the declaration rushing to the front, the Japanese newspapers in Shanghai could attack in an all-round way, without worrying about exposing their Japanese background.

The mountain-like newspaper was moved out of the factory for packaging, and Kobayashi Akiyama took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then left to call Nakajima Mao. In the Japanese printing house, countless newspapers were waiting for them, and all the front pages without exception were noted, reprinted from the front page of the November 7 issue of the "Declaration."

"Nakajima-kun, our newspaper is ready for sale......"

"Roar! I know~ hard work, Koyama-kun~"

Two minutes later, the Chinese newsboys gathered at the distribution offices of the "News", "Wen Wei Po", "Far Eastern Times", and "Tongwen Wei Po" were surprised to find that the wholesale price of today's newspaper was one-third cheaper than usual, and they could pay on credit.

In this way, tens of thousands of newspapers carefully printed by the Japanese were carried in the arms of Chinese newsboys, carried on their shoulders, and flowed to the streets and alleys of Shanghai...... (To be continued.) )