Zhu Zhanzhen fell in love with Lin Miao at a glance. Lin Miao was willing to spend money and space to write novels for a group of poor literati. His purpose was nothing more than that if these people wrote a good novel, he could use it.
But what are the chances that these people will write good novels?
After all, his love for novels is the driving force behind his work.
His Daming Daily, or should now be called a weekly or ten-day daily, could not really be published every day in the beginning.
For the political affairs and current affairs section, he would leave it to the censors assigned to him by Zhu Di. For the entertainment section, he wanted to find someone who truly loved literature and had the ability to identify the preferences of the general public. Lin Miao just met this criterion.
After a short period of contact with Lin Miao people, they are quite good. You can try them first.
"Those who serialize novels in newspapers can receive manuscript fees. If the serialization is good, they can continue to be commissioned for manuscripts. The specific income will be based on the income from the sale of newspapers."
"The other thing is advertising."
"Your Highness, what is advertising?"
"Information that is widely advertised, such as printing information about your restaurant in this corner, advertising for you, charging fees, the more newspapers are sold, the higher the advertising value, and those who want to advertise will
Provide more funds to publish newspapers."
Lin Miao understood: "It's like putting the shouts of street vendors on paper."
"More or less, a hawker selling on the street can only be heard by hundreds of people a day. If a newspaper sells tens of thousands, tens of thousands of people can read it."
"Your Highness's idea is both interesting and useful." Lin Miao Fazi praised inwardly.
Zhu Zhanzhen felt that he could cooperate with Lin Miao, and Zhu Di meant that the newspaper matter should be done from a private perspective, so he needed a private boss. As the grandson of the emperor, he could not show his face.
It would be perfect to find someone who has some status in the minds of folk literati.
Zhu Zhanzhen plans to officially open his first company.
"Mr. Lin Miao, I hope we can run the newspaper as partners."
"Your Highness, you can just call the common people "Lin Miao". The common people cannot afford the words of "Mr."
"Respect is mutual, and the title is just a code name. I will provide food stamps worth one thousand taels, as well as gold and silver and other items. The total amount is 1,800 taels. You set up a place, recruit people, and provide another 200 taels, and I will hold 80% of the shares.
, how about you and 20% starting a company together?"
"Thanks to His Highness, I don't need that much, and what is a company?" Lin Miao shied away.
"It can also be called a trading house. That's it. I hope to publish the first page of the newspaper in five days. You have to do a good job in the entertainment content. As for the advertisements, you don't have to publish them yet."
"I will do my best to live up to His Highness' high expectations."
Zhu Zhanchen thought for a while: "Since we are a joint company, you should not share my information with others. If anyone asks, you will be the boss."
"Understood." Lin Miao's answer was clean and concise.
"I will do the engraving. The bank has strict requirements for the paper used for food stamps. I will go to the food stamp paper printing factory to see if it can be used. I will use it, but the content must be done well. It must be done well."
"I'll try my best." The older man didn't talk nonsense so much, and Zhu Zhanzhen was very satisfied with his concise answer.
"You also need an accounting room to account for the money coming in and going out."
The conversation between the two was very simple. Talking to someone who understands saves time and effort. Lin Miao is also very willing to cooperate with Zhu Zhanzhen. The fifth prince can also get paper for printing money, which is quite impressive if he thinks about it.
"We also need to give the company a name."
Lin Miao suggested: "Your Highness, how about meeting friends with stories? How about calling it a story party?"
"No, we publish serialized novels. No one has done this since ancient times. Today is the starting point. That is called the starting point, starting point literature."
"The starting point, okay, let's call it the starting point." Lin Miao also liked this name.
I use Qidian Literature as my base, build cultural barriers, and then promote Chinese culture to the world, fighting a culture war without gunpowder.
Let the whole world speak Chinese.
After discussing for a while, Zhu Zhanzhen went downstairs. Zhu Gaoxu, who was listening to the music and playing time on the second floor, was very happy.
"Second uncle, let's go."
"I haven't finished listening yet, wait until I finish." The second uncle was in high spirits, so Zhu Zhanchen had no choice but to sit down and listen to the music.
I have to say that this Dieyu girl's music is very nice and her voice is melodious and melodious. She is indeed the most popular Qinghuan artist in recent times.
Dieyu saw Zhu Zhanyi coming. A woman who survives in the wind and moon knows how to show her kindness best. Even when singing a song, she can still greet Zhu Zhanyi with a slight smile.
"You should learn how others laugh." Zhu Zhanzhen whispered to Li Xiaozhu, who usually didn't smile.
"Can't learn."
"You don't even smile, you have a droopy face. Your father wouldn't like it if he saw it in your North Korean palace."
"If father liked it, why would he send me here for marriage?"
She didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations when she said this, and Zhu Zhanyang looked at her in surprise.
Thinking of another North Korean princess Li Shang who came to get married, Zhu Zhanzhen lowered his voice just enough for the two of them to hear.
"Isn't that Li Shang a real princess?"
Lee Hyo Joo didn't answer her question, but she didn't deny it either.
Although North Korea paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty, at least their royal family should still be domineering in their own country. As a North Korean princess, she came to the Ming Dynasty and groveled like a servant. After all, the princess had a somewhat temperamental temper, like Lee Hyo Joo.
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That Li Shang didn't dare to say anything even after being whipped by his second brother. Perhaps the second brother realized that Li Shang was not a princess at all, so he was too submissive to accept the beating.
Zhu Zhanzhen guessed that Li Shang was an adopted daughter, the kind who was raised just for marriage. Li Xiaozhu was more like a real princess, but the kind of princess who was not favored.
Otherwise, a replacement should be sent. After all, in this era, getting married is equivalent to giving away, and you can never go back in this life.
When the real princess from another country comes to Ming Dynasty, she should pretend to be docile and well-behaved, but in fact she still has a bit of a temper. Of course, if she doesn't know the current affairs and shows off her temper, and offends the Crown Princess and others, then she's basically doomed.
"It's quite tiring to please me."
"It's much easier than my sister," Lee Hyo-joo said bluntly.
She is a smart woman, and after getting along with him during this time, she also knows that Zhu Zhanzhen doesn't like people who are secretive. She actually has a good temper. At least she is much luckier than Li Shang.
The corners of Zhu Zhanzhen's lips curled up: "That doesn't make you too relaxed. Come and give me a leg kick while I'm happy listening to the music."
Li Xiaozhu still looked at Zhu Zhanzhen expressionlessly. This world-weary face was indeed not very pleasing.
Seeing that she seemed to be making some moves, Zhu Zhanzhen said, "Forget it, let me smile."