"To be honest, I am very disappointed when I heard you complain so much." Fang Zhengichi's tone was filled with endless loss, "I remember that the life of the first generation of newspaper workers was much harder than that of you, and now the conditions have improved

, but it made everyone less and less satisfied.”

"Of course I don't mean to blame you. This is all my fault!"

"I would like to ask you, what is the purpose of our newspaper?"

"Set up your destiny for the people, establish your mind for heaven and earth, establish your mind for the past sages, inherit your unique knowledge and bring peace to the ages!" Someone below answered.

Fang Zheng nodded: "Yes, I have made a life for the people. Although you are not in the officialdom at the newspaper office, you are already in the officialdom. But today I am very sad when I see this scene!"ωωw.

"What's so painful? What's wrong with you is not doing your own politics in your position. Many of you did not come to be journalists, but went to the library and to be officials!"

"It's actually nothing, but what about now? Before he became an official, he was covered in a bad smell!"

Just as someone was about to speak to argue, Fang Zhengyi reached out to stop him.

"I know what you are thinking. I am rich, but I have also been poor! But no matter whether I am poor or rich, I will choose to plead for the people every time!"

"Can't there really be no solution to the problem without money? Throughout the dynasties, it is common for the emptiness of the national treasury. Can all officials create silver out of thin air? Of course not! But without money, why are there so many capable ministers in history?

Stand out of the way?”

"What do they rely on? It is wisdom, a sincere heart for serving the country and the people!" Fang Zhengyi pointed to his head, "I don't have money to solve the problem of spending money, isn't this a kind of official

What about exercise?”

Fang Zheng paused and began to murmur in a low voice.

Reflection! They began to reflect!

After a while, Fang Zhengyi continued, "Do you know how the old ministers in the court evaluate the next generation of scholars?"

The reporters' eyes were filled with impatient gazes. If someone commented, you must know!

"They say that young people today are worse than those of the next generation!"

The glory in everyone's eyes disappeared, and instead was resentment.

Fang Zhengyi said leisurely: "But in my opinion, it is not the case. The newspaper was founded by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and I. We all see the little efforts of the reporters!"

"Those who say that generations are worse than generations should look at you, like me."

"I look at you. Although I am poor, I still go from street to street to speak for the people. Although I am a white dress, I am not afraid of the darkness and do not bow to evil forces! I am full of respect for you and pay tribute to your professional attitude.

You are turning darkness into light, and poor into richness.”

"Because your big scenery will be stronger and the people will be more vibrant. Because the best scenery in a country is the reporters who work hard in the newspaper!"

The old reporter's eyes began to flash, and Lord Fang hadn't started a class for a long time.

The long-lost touch suddenly came back. The young reporter had a good reputation and a hint of ashamed appeared on his face.

Fang Zheng glanced around and continued to speak: "But I saw that the new reporter's ideas have changed a little."

"I see that many of you should be a new generation of officials with ideals and vitality, but in order to seek official positions, they even don't know where they are going to lose their true intentions? Ask such people, now a common man can't

Like the people, can you still plead for the people if you enter the court one day?"

"You are younger and more able to endure hardships than those in the court who are in corpses. You can also tolerate more new ideas and aesthetics in your mind! It shouldn't be me or a high-ranking person who should teach you how to do it, and you

It should inspire us to better serve the lives of the people!”

"Your work is breaking the barriers between people. You can recognize and connect thousands of people with just one pen, but now you are just a mere overtime job and you are complaining!"

"Isn't it good to work overtime? You sweat and work hard every day until midnight, because behind you are thousands of poor people! Only the weak are used to complaining and denying, and the strong are never stingy to make contributions.

and praise!”

"Think about it further. When I returned home late at night, I brought the food I bought in the cafeteria to my wife and son. You can proudly tell your son that this is earned by working overtime! How can the next generation not receive such incentives?

Try your best?"

"Let me ask, can you imagine a world without overtime? The people are in dire straits. Every report of yours may change the lives of countless poor people, but just when you are about to pick up your pen, someone stops you from working overtime.

What a sad thing this is?”

"Working overtime is hard, but the right to choose is in your hands, and the fate of countless people is in your hands! You have the rights that countless people have dreamed of and the right to choose!"

As soon as Fang Zheng said this, he stopped. Xie Xian seized the opportunity in the audience and began to applaud!

At this moment, countless scholars were moved by Mr. Fang’s lofty ideals and noble personality, and the office area became a sea of ​​applause.

The more emotional people were already wet their eyes, and some people lowered their heads in shame, and some even shouted: "Master Fang, we are wrong..."

Fang Zhengyi shouted loudly: "No, you are right! Which young man has never made a mistake? Life is not a smooth road. If the prodigal son turns back, you are the rising sun, you are the hope!"

"We don't deny many questions from the newspapers now! But before asking questions, please don't ask the newspapers what they did for you, but ask yourself what you did for the newspapers!"

"If you don't have enough dormitories, please squeeze in! If you don't have enough books in the library, you can bring the books at home or copy them and share them with everyone."

"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better tomorrow!"

All kinds of violent emotions began to flow like a flood, and more and more people were triggered by regret.

Fang Zhengyi's expression became more and more serious: "Seeing your performance today, I think you still have a future!"

"Tell me loudly, what are you going to do next!"

"We have to work overtime!" "Work overtime!" "Work overtime!" The sound of overtime tsunami began to sound.

Fang Zhengyi nodded with satisfaction, and shouted loudly with his arms trembling, "Who said that one generation is worse than the other! I think one wave is stronger than the other! Sooner or later, you will become pillars of the court!"

"Work overtime! The next wave!!!"

After saying that, Fang Zheng jumped off the table, looked at the reporters on the chicken blood and wiped the cold sweat, and smiled proudly.

What can't be solved by this small scene?

Not far away, Shen Yizheng walked to Fang Zhengyi in tears and said tremblingly: "Sir Fang, you said so well."

"Okay, don't cry. Come out with me and talk about your affairs. Leave the rest to Xie Xian to deal with."

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Chapter completed!