The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 921 Ms. Du, Can You Be Honest?

Ding Yi didn't bother to talk to them, so he called Hong Huoxiu and Feng Zai, asked them to find a house, and told them about the house requirements.

After dismissing the two, Ding Yi took some manuscripts and went to Tianxia Magazine.

The first manuscript was almost finished, and now Tianxiazhi magazine is very popular, and the sales volume in the whole country has skyrocketed. Song Deming has already called several times to urge the manuscript.

Ding Yi prepared [-] words today, which can be used for about a month.

While walking on the road, Ding Yi thought of everyone's reaction just now.

Suddenly, I realized that I had taken it for granted.

Back then, he stood on the emperor's side, vigorously punished corruption, and did not allow officials to be corrupt, thinking that he was thinking of the common people.

Now that he has changed his position and become a store owner, he actually hopes that the more corrupt these officials, the better.

If today's timeline is changed to the Rende period, what will be the result?
People from the Urban Affairs Bureau would go to the KTV every night to watch how much beer Ding Yi sold.

According to Ding Yi's current sales volume, at least 20 bottles a month.

Calculated based on sales of 30 yuan, the tax rate of 9000% would be [-] yuan.

They don't care how many beer girls Ding Yi hired, how much commission you gave to KTV, and how much money you got in the end.

They only charge tax on your sales.

So, I am now a big boss who likes corruption?
Ding Yi sighed helplessly. If you asked him to pay [-] taxes a month, he would not be willing to kill him.

He came to Tianxia Affairs magazine in a sullen mood, skillfully found Song Deming's office, knocked on the door, and heard someone inside.

Huh, doesn't that sound like Song Deming?
Ding Yi pushed open the door strangely, his eyes lighted up slightly.

Inside sat a girl with a small round face. The girl was probably in her 20s, her face was a little fleshy, chubby, and quite cute.

"You are?" The girl stood up slowly.

"Uh, I'm Ye Gucheng. I'm here to deliver the manuscript. Where's Editor-in-Chief Song?" Ding Yi said.

"So it's Writer Ye Da. Hello, the editor-in-chief Song has returned to Hangzhou. My name is Du Yiyi. I'm the new editor-in-chief of Hengdian Magazine. You can call me Yiyi."

Du Yiyi left the table, walked in front of Ding Yi, gently handed over her hand, and shook hands with Ding Yi.

She is a bit petite, about 1.5 meters five, she is not fat, but her face is a bit round, overall, she is quite petite and cute.

But in the eyes of Ding Yi in his previous life, this kind of affirmation can only be regarded as mediocre. First of all, he is a little shorter and less interesting than Xiao Miao.

Now I am young, I look cute, but when I get older, I will not be cute anymore.

Lao Song transferred away?Ding Yi was in a daze.

"Hee hee, thanks to Mr. Ye, the sales here have skyrocketed, and Mr. Song has been promoted, so I'm here to reap the rewards." Du Yiyi laughed.

It turned out to be the case.

"Mr. Ye is so young." Du Yiyi was still very lively and good at talking.

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere became heated. She also watched the sculptures and discussed the plot with Ding Yi.

Especially when it comes to that kind of plot, Du Yiyi suddenly said: "Actually, I found a problem. Readers are criticizing this kind of plot, but they like to watch it. I suggest Mr. Ye that you can increase the content. Of course, the scale should not be too large. , the scale is too large, and it becomes—”

She was a girl discussing this kind of plot with Ding Yi, her expression was natural, unaffected, and she looked very professional.

Lao Tzu's divine sculptures have all become the Fengyue version of divine sculptures. Lao Jin must know that he jumped out and knocked me.

But there is no way, Ding Yi has to write like this if he wants to make money.

After talking for a while, it was noon, Ding Yi checked the time and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Du Yiyi said: "Let's have lunch together at noon, let's talk about the contract."

Ding Yi is very strange, what contract do you want to discuss?
It turns out that Tianxia Shi Magazine also has a newspaper in Zhejiang called 'Qiantang News'.

This Qiantang newspaper is published once a day, mainly in Hangzhou, Huzhou and other [-] prefectures and prefectures in Zhejiang Province, but not at the county level.

The circulation is not much, about [-] copies per issue.

In fact, it is the province's own newspaper, dealing with the province's own affairs.

But later Ding Yi knew that this was the Xu family's own propaganda newspaper, which was dedicated to the Xu family's own propaganda at the state level, mainly for political and commercial propaganda.

The Xu family also owns the same newspaper in Jiangsu Province, called Changjiang News.

Because this newspaper is used for propaganda, the Xu family deliberately did not unify it, and established different newspaper names and different companies in each province. People with good intentions in the province said that the Xu family abused propaganda tools.

What Du Yiyi meant was that he hoped that Ding Yi would write another serial. They would simultaneously publish it in Qiantang Daily, Changjiang Daily, and newspapers in all provinces of the country, one issue per day.

As for the price and word count, the two chatted while eating.

This has to be replaced by the past. Before Ding Yi got 40 yuan and before the beer was sold, he probably agreed.

But now Ding Yi felt that he didn't have much time to write two books at the same time, so of course he refused, saying that he would wait until the serialization of Shendiao was finished.

Du Yiyi seemed to guess that he would refuse: "Don't rush to refuse, let's have dinner first and talk while eating, okay?"

Du Yiyi was considered a beauty after all, so it was hard for Ding Yi to say no to her.

She tidied up, and the two walked out of the magazine.

It will be June, and the weather will be relatively hot. They planned to call a tricycle to the restaurant, so they stood by the road and waited.

After standing for a while, four or five people suddenly walked out from a distance, both men and women, who looked about 40 or [-] years old.

They put their hands on their backs and walked towards Ding Yi.

Ding Yi has been guarding against being ambushed by Gu Tianen recently, so of course he noticed it immediately.

At first, he thought that these people were coming towards him, but soon realized that they were all staring at Du Yiyi.

Du Yiyi hadn't noticed it yet.

"No, go back quickly." Ding Yi took Du Yiyi's hand and ran back.

"What?" Du Yiyi didn't react, Ding Yi grabbed her hand, turned and left.

Ah, she let out a scream, and her body squatted on the ground at the same time.

Ding Yi pulled it but didn't pull it. Looking back, he saw that the toe of her high-heeled shoe was stuck in the crack on the roadside.

She looked at Ding Yi with a painful face, not knowing what happened.

At this moment, people in the distance rushed over.

"Losing money." Someone roared angrily, and a bucket of red stuff in his hand rushed towards him.

Du Yiyi's face was terrified, and she was petrified.

When Ding Yi saw it, he could only stand in front of her, with his back to the crowd, and put his arms around Du Yiyi.

A man's breath rushed towards his face, instantly enveloping Du Yiyi.

Du Yiyi's mind went blank for a while.

Heck, the red paint was all over Ding Yi's back.

Then, bang bang bang, all kinds of rotten eggs and stinky water threw Ding Yi all over him like a shooting star.

"Pay back the money."

"Bitch, lose money."

"Tell your father to pay for it."

Everyone was cursing and throwing things, but Ding Yi could only hug Du Yiyi tightly.

Du Yiyi shivered in his arms with fright.

"Jin Yiwei is here." Suddenly someone shouted.

The scene suddenly became scattered.

The crowd had already dispersed, and Ding Yi hadn't let go of Du Yiyi yet.

Du Yiyi continued to tremble in his arms, and Ding Yi could clearly feel something about her, very predictable.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, they're all gone." Ding Yi waited for several seconds before releasing her slowly.

Du Yiyi looked at Ding Yi's smelly and dirty body, shook his head desperately, and said with red eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay. Fortunately, it's not gasoline. It scared me to death." Ding Yi laughed and helped her up.

Du Yiyi directly took off her high heels.

At this time, a car stopped in the distance, and three Jin Yiwei ran over.

"Miss Du, Miss Du, are you alright?" with a respectful expression.

"I'm fine, Mr. Ye saved me."

"We're going to arrest people right away."

"Forget it."

"It can't be done like that."

"I say forget it." Du Yiyi suddenly said sharply.

The three Jinyiwei were stunned for a moment, then lowered their heads: "Yes."

"Get out." Du Yiyi roared angrily.

The three quickly turned around and left.

Holding the grass, the corner of Ding Yi's mouth twitched. He never expected that Du Yiyi, who looked petite and cute, would have such a fierce side.

"Sorry, I lost my temper." Du Yiyi rubbed her hair.

"It's rare to see Jin Yiwei deflated. It's quite refreshing." Ding Yi laughed.

"Puchi" Du Yiyi also laughed.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the meal. I'll go home first." Ding Yi looked at his dirty appearance and shrugged.

"Follow me." Du Yiyi said suddenly, and then waved to the distance.

The car that Jin Yiwei was in was about to turn around, but after seeing it, it drove over quickly.

Ding Yi found that there were still words written on the car body, with "official affairs" on the left and "Jinyiwei" on the right.

It turned out to be a bus.

Jin Yiwei opened the car door, and Du Yiyi sat in the back row with Ding Yi.

Ding Yi was quite dirty, and Jin Yiwei looked disgusted, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Drive, go to my house." Du Yiyi said.

"Yes, Miss Du."

Ding Yi didn't speak, and he was estimating Du Yiyi's identity in his mind. From the looks of it, her family must be an official.

This opportunity must be seized.

But can't be too which?

Ding Yi thought for a while: "Uh, Miss Du, it's really nothing, I just go home and take a shower?"

"It happened because of me, let me fix it. Mr. Ye." Du Yiyi said lightly.

Ding Yi still wanted to talk.

"You can do what Ms. Du says." The co-pilot in front said coldly.

Ding Yi looked up, he was a small flag officer.

"Stop." Du Yiyi said suddenly.

The driver froze for a moment and stopped quickly.

"Luo Feng, get off." Du Yiyi kicked the seat in front of him.

The little banner officer Luo Feng's face changed slightly, he got out of the car quickly, his expression dumbfounded.

The car continues to drive.

I handcuffed, Ding Yi thought to himself, did Du Yiyi deliberately give me power, she's really fierce.

"I'm not like this usually, Mr. Ye, don't get me wrong." When Du Yiyi turned her head, she spoke softly to Ding Yi.

The driver in front was a soldier. Hearing this, his whole body shivered, as if shaking, with a frightened expression in his eyes.

Miss Du, can you be more honest?
Ding Yi laughed dryly, but didn't dare to say anything.

Ding Yi was a little familiar with the direction of the car, it was the direction where Xia Chu's villa was located.

(End of this chapter)