Seeing that Xi Jinhu was silent for a long time, the young editor Xie Yu quickly asked for instructions: "Editor Xi, look..."
Xi Jinhu did not explain too much, but simply gave instructions: "The nephew of Elder Han of the Haiya Sect has made great contributions to the Wuliang Sword Sect on the outlying island. This matter has been confirmed by the Huoyunzhou Editorial Department, and even the Shenhuo Sect is unwilling to accept it.
Media interviews. According to the normal process, this article must be reported even if it goes through the normal process!"
Although Xi Jinhu had made the final decision, Xie Yu was still hesitant.
He said in a somewhat hesitant tone: "Editor-in-Chief, even if this manuscript is indeed true, we can't arrange urgent typesetting. Since the last Oolong incident in Tianshu City, the Law Enforcement Hall of the Infinite Sword Sect has
The risk caused by expedited typesetting has been listed as a key rectification issue for Xiuzhen Financial Weekly this year, and we have all signed a compliance commitment..."
As a subordinate, Xie Yu found it inconvenient to speak clearly.
In fact, what he really wants to say is that the Wuliang Sword Sect is not banning Xiuzhen Financial Weekly from arranging expedited typesetting, but prohibiting them from accepting other people's money to arrange expedited typesetting. At this juncture, if they continue to collect Haiya
The money arranged by the department to speed up the typesetting was undoubtedly a crime committed against the will of the Law Enforcement Hall.
However, Xi Jinhu laughed.
Just when Xie Yu was a little confused, Xi Jinhu slowly stopped laughing and said meaningfully: "Xiao Xie, do you know the meaning of the existence of our Xiuzhen Financial Weekly?"
It was obvious that a young editor like Xie Yu couldn't answer such a macro question, so he had to ask for advice honestly: "Please give me some advice from Editor Xi!"
Xi Jinhu did not answer, but took out a Frisbee from the drawer and threw it out the window.
Then Xie Yu saw that the ears of the native dog that had been sleeping peacefully in Xi Jinhu's arms suddenly stood up, and then he jumped out of the window, accurately predicted the landing point of the Frisbee before it landed, and held it firmly in his mouth.
When the native dog ran back with the Frisbee in its mouth and wagging its tail, Xi Jinhu touched the dog's head and said with a smile, "Do you understand?"
Xie Yu looked confused.
"Editor-in-Chief, what do you mean?"
Xi Jinhu took the Frisbee and held the pet dog in his arms again: "Anyone who has ever raised a dog knows that dog owners don't care how much dog food is spent on raising a dog, as long as it can hold the Frisbee and please the owner, then
The owner is willing to spend money to raise it..."
As he said that, he fed the spiritual rice given to him by the leader of a certain sect in his pocket to the native dog.
This kind of spiritual rice is very valuable. Mortals can live longer if they eat it. Each kilogram is worth dozens of spiritual stone coins. However, for the powerful Jindan monk Xi Jinhu, this kind of rice can only be used to feed dogs.
Raising his head again, Xi Jinhu continued to explain: "For native dogs, spiritual rice is undoubtedly a priceless treasure, and wasting spiritual rice is obviously a waste of natural resources; but for cultivators, spiritual rice is not a valuable object, as long as it is
Our own dogs are obedient enough, and if they are spoiled, they will be spoiled. Everyone in our Yunlaichengxi family will raise dogs. Only when we see the local dogs we raise can we identify our own position and ensure that we do not make principled mistakes."
Xie Yu completely realized this time.
Whether the dog spends money or not is a matter of details, but whether the dog is obedient or not is a matter of principle. As long as you don't make mistakes on matters of principle, other issues are details that can be forgiven.
So Xie Yu said sincerely: "Thank you Editor-in-Chief Xi for the pointer, I completely understand it!"
Xi Jinhu waved his hands casually and said: "So don't worry, the Wuliang Sword Sect definitely hopes that this article that slaps the Shenhuo Sect in the face will be published in the newspaper as soon as possible, and the Law Enforcement Hall will definitely not trouble us because of this matter. Well... Elder Han submitted this article
In fact, it’s already written very well, I just need to polish a few more words!”
As he spoke, Xi Jinhu used his spiritual thoughts to control the ink and quickly copied the revised article onto the draft paper.
Based on Han Xinhe's original manuscript, Xi Jinhu only added a few finishing touches such as "In this outlying island incident, the Shenhuo Sect can be said to have used the fire cloud gold to smash itself in the foot." However, just such a few sentences made it difficult for him to
The style of the entire article has gone up a notch, and the young editor Xie Yu was amazed by it.
This is simply written like a knife, and the pen and ink are heart-piercing!
With the blessing of magic, Xi Jinhu's writing speed can be said to be ten lines in one stroke. An article with a thousand words quickly appeared on the paper. The entire set of actions was completed in one go, as efficiently as a human printer.
After the article was completed, Xi Jinhu reviewed the full text again and said with a satisfied expression: "This is enough to change it. It is estimated that after the Shenhuo Sect sees this article, it will immediately have the Huoyunzhou editorial department work overtime to refute it."
Each major editorial department of Xiu Zhen Financial Weekly collects and compiles news from their respective states.
Just like the Zhongzhou Editorial Department of Xiu Zhen Financial Weekly will wave the flag for the Wuliang Sword Sect in the Zhongzhou section, the Huoyunzhou Editorial Department of Xiuzhen Financial Weekly will also support the Shenhuo Sect platform in the Huoyunzhou section.
Hearing what the editor-in-chief said, Xie Yu hurriedly asked: "This article is so sharp, will it offend the Huoyunzhou editorial department?"
However, Xi Jinhu laughed and said: "Everyone is just his own master, and public and private matters cannot be mixed up. On the stage, everyone has to criticize each other for the master behind them, but in private, the editor-in-chief of Huoyunzhou Editorial Department is my best
Friends, if we really encounter big trouble, we might have to rely on the Huoyunzhou editorial department for help..."
What big trouble can our Zhongzhou Editorial Department of Xiu Zhen Financial Weekly have, and do we still need help from the Huoyunzhou Editorial Department?
Xi Jinhu obviously meant something in his words in the end, but for the young, simple, and sometimes naive young editor Xie Yu, he really did not understand what Xi Jinhu meant.
However, Xi Jinhu had no intention of explaining and threw the manuscript back.
"Okay, you go and do things quickly!"
After receiving the expulsion order, Xie Yu immediately picked up Xi Jinhu's article and stood up to leave, preparing to rush to typesetting.
Just as Xie Yu's figure disappeared at the door of the office, another figure appeared outside Xi Jinhu's office: "Editor Xi, do you still need me to clean your office today?"
Seeing that the editor-in-chief's office had been trampled by his own dog, Xi Jinhu casually ordered the honest janitor of the editorial department: "You came just in time, I was just about to go out to buy some dog food, so you can help me clean up the house a little bit."
Bar!"
With Xi Jinhu's permission, the mortal cleaner carefully walked in with tools.
According to rumors, keeping the environment clean seems to promote merit, and mortals cannot accumulate merit, so the heavenly merit generated by a mortal cleaner's cleaning will also be recorded on the head of the cultivator who hires him.
In fact, a small task like cleaning can be completed by a cultivator with just a raise of his hand. The efficiency is definitely more than ten times higher than that of a mortal cleaner. However, a cultivator's time is also dozens of times more valuable than that of a mortal. Therefore, things like cleaning,
Cultivators are very happy to leave it to mortals to do it, and they can also reflect their status as a master.
After Xi Jinhu finished giving his instructions, without even looking at the humble mortal cleaner, he went to the downtown area of Yunlaicheng with his hands behind his back, preparing to buy a few more kilograms of spiritual rice to use as dog food for his local dog "Frisbee".