The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

"Mr. Fukada has so many talented people under him. It would be a shame if he poached the pillar of our newspaper! Our editor-in-chief will not forgive me if that happens, and my job will be ruined in the future." Editor Chen knew that he did not have any special abilities, and he probably would not be taken seriously by the other party, but their editor-in-chief was capable.

Mr. Fukada did not show any displeasure at all when Editor Chen helped Shen Wenjiao to refuse. It was normal for the other newspaper to be unwilling as he wanted to poach the other newspaper's popular writer.

"Editor Chen, look at what you're saying. I'm just inviting you. I just hope that Miss Feng can publish one or two short stories in our newspaper when she's free. Alas, to be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure. Our boss keeps asking us for sales. Isn't this a bit desperate?"

Although Mr. Fukada looked ordinary in appearance, not to mention his temperament, Shen Wenjiao clearly felt a slickness in his words.

Shen Wenjiao found that the other party spoke Chinese better than she had imagined, without any accent or inappropriate words. She hid behind Editor Chen and thought slowly, Mr. Fukada must have lived in China for several years. If she hadn't said it, who would have thought that he was Japanese!

Shen Wenjiao felt a little depressed. It was easy to identify the Japanese who were almost obvious. But how could she identify the Japanese spies who had grown up in China and had completely integrated into the Chinese society? No wonder Japanese spies did not disappear in China even after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"Mr. Fukada, you really hit the nail on the head. Isn't that what our bosses all ask of us? It's not easy for everyone~"

Mr. Fukada's reputation was still good. Compared with other arrogant and unreasonable Japanese, he was still okay. Editor Chen was not too cautious in his words, except that he was worried that he would trick Shen Wenjiao back to their newspaper.

"Yes, can Editor Chen help me? I'm really jealous of the sales of Dazhong Daily!" Yes, although the Dazhong Daily where Editor Chen works mainly publishes novels, stories and entertainment articles, it doesn't sound as high-end as Mr. Fukada's newspaper, but the sales are real.

Mr. Fukada is the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. Of course, in addition to the policy tasks required by the superiors, he also wants to increase the sales of his newspaper! Who would have trouble with money?

"Well, I can't make the decision for Miss Feng!" Editor Chen saw that it was not appropriate to stop her any longer, so he stepped aside to make way for Shen Wenjiao, who had been standing behind him and had not interrupted him.

When Mr. Fukada saw Shen Wenjiao, his eyes lit up. A little girl is much easier to talk to than those old-timers. First, let her agree to provide a few short stories to their newspaper, and then plan for the rest.

"Ms. Feng, do you think it's okay? Even a few short stories would be fine~"

"Well, Mr. Fukada, can you wait for a while? I'm still busy with the serialization of "Four Doors." Shen Wenjiao saw the look Editor Chen gave her, and told her not to refuse too firmly, just delay it.

Mr. Fukada was a little dissatisfied with Shen Wenjiao's answer, but he didn't force Shen Wenjiao to agree because of the situation. After all, Qingfeng Mingyue has many readers, and he couldn't act rashly without absolute and obvious evidence.

"Okay, then Miss Feng, let's make a deal. Don't forget us when you find a suitable short story in the future. If that doesn't work, you can submit a few articles to us when you have time. The price will definitely satisfy you."

Mr. Fukada made one last effort to invite him again.

Shen Wenjiao twitched her lips slightly. This is to make her like those pro-Japanese traitors and writers who are now promoting the good of the Japanese in the newspapers! Bah, what a fart!

Shen Wenjiao cursed in her heart like a badass, but she still smiled politely, "We'll talk about it later when we have a chance~"

Mr. Fukada didn't come to such a banquet to have fun, he was busy! Shen Wenjiao's this can only be said to be a pleasant surprise, he is also busy trying to win over some spineless literati!

As long as people have desires, they can be used by them. The truth of the war has never been important. All history and reasons are written by the victors. Now that the Japanese have occupied most of Shanghai, they naturally want to let the masses know their "good intentions".

Shen Wenjiao glanced at the backs of Mr. Fukada and Qin Manchun as they left, and felt thoughtful. Now, except for some newspapers and periodicals in the concession, almost all newspapers outside the concession were controlled by the puppet government and the Japanese.

During the Republic of China period, newspapers were a very important channel for disseminating information. The Japanese controlled a large number of newspapers and periodicals, and as long as they continued to distort the facts, ordinary people without discernment would be easily deceived.

If a lie is repeated thousands of times among the people, what will be the result?

Without giving Shen Wenjiao much time to think, Editor Chen took Shen Wenjiao to a familiar editor friend to show off and chat.

Even if someone wanted to say something with bad intentions, they were easily blocked by the experienced editor Chen. Shen Wenjiao almost maintained the standard of being an obedient junior throughout the whole process.

Shen Wenjiao got to know quite a few people with Editor Chen in a cursory manner, and she always felt that she would not be able to recognize anyone outside of this party.

When she went back, she was taken there by Mr. Xiao An's car, and her new friends did not forget to wave goodbye to her.

After returning home, Shen Wenjiao's back, which had been straight for hours, suddenly bent down, and she happily kicked off her high-heeled shoes. She was so tired, and if Jian Xingzhi hadn't asked her to, Shen Wenjiao really didn't want to attend such a boring party.

"Oh, young lady, you must be tired! How about I make you a bowl of noodle soup with a fried egg?" Aunt Feng felt very distressed when she saw her young lady's listless appearance.

The main way she shows her love for her child is to cook delicious food for her, which is why Shen Wenjiao can eat as much as she wants without gaining weight. Otherwise, with how much Feng's mother dotes on her child, Shen Wenjiao could have joined the Qi family upstairs long ago.

"Mother Feng, give me two eggs! I've been drinking tea and chatting all night, and my stomach is already empty!"

Hungry, food~

Aunt Feng quickly put away the shoes that Shen Wenjiao had kicked off, "Miss, wait. It will be soon. Really, the host of this banquet is too stingy. They didn't prepare more food. My young lady is starving."

Mrs. Feng went to the kitchen muttering to herself. Seeing that her mother, Ms. Feng Ya, was about to say something, Shen Wenjiao quickly lay down on the sofa.

"Mom, I'm so tired. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say~"