Before the afterglow of the sunset that afternoon, Wang Jin hurried out of Anqing City with his brothers and marched along the official road toward the reception location that had been arranged by the Xinguang Rehabilitation Association. At this time, Fan Chuanjia, who rushed from the city, blocked their way...

Wang Jin still has a good impression of Lao Fan, not to mention that he has hidden secrets in his heart. He signaled his younger brothers to take a break, and then he and Fan Chuanjia casually found tea boron on the roadside, drinking inferior tea and talking about the revolutionary army.

"Haha, Lao Fan, you don't need to be such a young child. As the saying goes, "The world is full of banquets. Is there no time to get together again this time?" Wang Jin generously patted Lao Fan's shoulders in a depressed mood, and said with a deep smile.

Fan Chuanjia just shook his head and said nothing, obviously feeling extremely depressed. He had long understood Wang Jin's ability. He was definitely the best talent in the revolutionary army. Whether in administration or military talent, he was definitely one of the best roles in the revolutionary army. He was also very good at propaganda and agitating organization and dispatch. It can be said that Wang Jin's comprehensive talent has deeply shocked him. However, such a comprehensive talent was easily excluded from the revolutionary army because of being envied by others, and how could he not feel hurt? Even with the current situation, there was a hint of confusion and distrust that should not be there!

The two chatted for a long time. Seeing the setting sun, the light slowly dimmed. Wang Jin decided to say goodbye and leave when he saw it was not too early. But at this moment, Fan Chuanjia's face turned red and a little embarrassed. Seeing that it was not too early, he gritted his teeth and hesitated to explain his main purpose, and then looked at Wang Jin with a nervous look on his face...

Male Gobi, Xiong Chengji, you have such a big ambition! Wang Jin was stunned for a while, and the first thought flashed out of his heart was like this, and then he became angry and angry. He suddenly turned around and looked at Fan Chuanjia. Fan Chuanjia knew that he was guilty and looked down and did not dare to look at him. His eyes narrowed slightly Wang Jin smiled angrily: "Okay, you are so great, you actually put your ideas on the head of "Liberation Revenge". Do you really think our new Liberation will be easy to bully?"

It turned out that Fan Chuanjia had just passed Xiong Chengji's words, hoping that Wang Jin would tell him the printing workshop and circulation channels of "Luofu" before leaving. Isn't this obvious desire to take down "Luofu" and use it for the revolutionary army? What a joke, how could Wang Jin be willing to give in to such a sharp propaganda weapon?

"Hehe, this idea is not what you think, probably Xiong Chengji can't even ignore this face. Speaking of which son of the turtle came up with a bad idea, he actually wanted us to hand over to "Luo Revenge". He has such a cruel and energetic spirit!"

"Wang, Wang, Wang Jin, don't, don't do that, say so, Brother Liewu is not, it's not such a person, he is just, he is just..." Fan Chuanjia waved his hands and his face turned red. He hurriedly helped to argue but lacked confidence. He spoke hesitantly and intermittently. For a moment, the words were not fulfilled so much that tears were almost flowing out.

"Who is 'Liewu'?" Wang Jin widened his eyes incredibly. Is there really a mastermind behind it?

"This..." Fan Chuanjia thought about it and thought that this matter was completely unfavorable to others. With Bai Wenmo's qualifications and reputation were there, Wang Jin should have heard of it. So he honestly told Xiong Chengji that he had traveled thousands of miles to invite Bai Wenmo's Revolutionary Army from Jilin outside the pass to help, and he also gave Bai's resume, like a bamboo tube, poured beans.

Wang Jin's face was depressed, and the more he listened, the more angry he became. Good, you Bai Wenmo, you dared to put your ideas on the head of the Xinguang Refu Association. It's really hateful! Fortunately, although he was extremely angry, he did not vent his anger on the honest man Fan Chuanjia, and pulled him to the corner of the official road where there was no one. He glanced at Comrade Fan with a nervous face and asked in a deep voice: "Why is "Luo Revenge"? With the current momentum and influence of the Revolutionary Army, can't you run a newspaper by yourself? Besides, even if I am willing to present "Luo Revenge" with both hands, do you still dare to use the name "Luo Revenge"?"

Fan Chuanjia's eyes lit up after hearing Wang Jin's words at the beginning, but when he heard the words behind, he looked stunned and fell into unspeakable thoughts. Yes, Wang Jin was right. So many people in the Revolutionary Army did not like the New Resurrection Association, so how could he agree to the Revolutionary Army's propaganda mouthpiece still use "Light Retribution". Isn't this a free publicity for the New Resurrection Association? It would make him feel very troubled...

"Wang Jin, I know you have resentment towards the Revolutionary Army, but we have no choice but to do so. Since you are revolutionary comrades after all, the Revolutionary Army has a great situation and a great contribution to your contribution, you can even help me give me an idea. I know that you are flexible in your mind, and you will definitely have a solution in your heart!"

Wang Jin was stunned and wailed in his heart that he would not let you play like this. He knew in his heart that the Revolutionary Army did not lack warriors who were fearless, but civilians who were willing to do things patiently. In this special period, there were really scarce talents who could do propaganda and agitate with sharp pens. Otherwise, there would be fools in the Revolutionary Army, and it would be impossible to see that the propaganda positions of the Revolutionary Army were all handed over to the New Restoration Association and the "Light Restoration". But they had no choice. Where could they find so many newspaper talents and distribution channels in a hurry?

Looking at Fan Chuanjia's dry expression of expectation, he couldn't get angry. After thinking, he sighed helplessly and compromised: "Okay, you won. I will definitely not give up the "Liberation Revenge", but I can give you some experienced people. But I have a condition that these people are not allowed to be broken and split, and these people are only obeying your orders!"

Fan Chuanjia was overjoyed when he heard this, and there was nothing he could disagree with. He nodded quickly, thanking him continuously, and his mood was extremely complicated. Such a talent who was devoted to revolution was excluded, and even when his heart was filled with resentment, he didn't expect to help the revolutionary army in the end. How could he not convince him with such a broad mind and courage? He felt even more guilty.

Wang Jin smiled slightly, looked at the gradually dim sky, and said, "It's getting late, I really should leave. Brother Fan, we will have a date later!" He bowed and turned around and returned to the team, and disappeared into the gradually lush dusk night. He did not have such a good cultivation of "complain with virtue". If he hadn't wanted to put a few eyeliners into the revolutionary army, wouldn't he be so easy to talk to...
Chapter completed!