After giving the order, he walked out with Zhao Yuanle with his things.

Just after the two of them went out, someone was already pulling a carriage next to them.

The man saluted Chen Moying first, and then Zhao Yuanle.

"Young Master, please come."

Chen Moying smiled and refused.

"I'll walk back."

This person was very surprised and frightened.

"This, this is not good, young master, if the wife knows, I'm afraid..."

Chen Moying: "It won't be a problem. Bailing County is so big, it's okay to go there. Go back, my wife has me there."

Seeing that Chen Moying insisted, the man had no choice but to retreat.

Chen Moying walked forward and glanced at Zhao Yuanle who was standing there.

"Let's go."

Zhao Yuanle hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"How about you take a carriage and I walk on Ping'an Road, right?"

Chen Moying simply retreated and stood next to Zhao Yuanle.

"If you go to my house, that's the guest. What's the reason for you to walk in a carriage?"

Seeing that Chen Moying's tone was gentle, his eyes were silent and firm.

Zhao Yuanle spread his hands.

"All right."

The two walked together, and Zhao Yuanle tried to slow down his pace.

She thought that Chen Moying was in poor health and would be afraid that she would not be able to go if she was anxious.

Unexpectedly, Chen Moying looked at her from the corner of her eyes, but instead walked quickly and left her behind.

"Hey, wait for me, I don't know the road here!"

Zhao Yuanle quickly trotted and chased after him.

She chased after her to the corner and saw Chen Moying stop there.

Chen Moying curled the corners of his mouth.

"Are you walking fast?"

Zhao Yuanle lowered his head.

"Sorry, I underestimate you."

Chen Moying also nodded: "Just know."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hmm?"

Chen Moying's gentle, kind-hearted and polite filter was broken in her heart.

The two of them were walking at normal speed.

Zhao Yuanle didn't say anything along the way.

She was still immersed in the faint sadness of the broken filter.

Chen Moying's eyes were filled with smiles.

He spoke first.

"You said you were not familiar with each other before, but that means you are familiar with each other now?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded and shook his head again.

"I'm not very familiar either."

Before the filter was broken, she thought it was still familiar, but now when the filter was broken, it was not so familiar.

"Oh..." Chen Moying's ending sound was slow.

After walking for a while, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but turn his head and ask Chen Moying about the newspaper.

"You made the newspaper?"

Chen Moying asked back: "Can you tell people you don't know very well about this?"

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

There is no need to hold grudges like this.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle was speechless and kicking the stone on the roadside to vent his anger, Chen Moying laughed out loud.

"I made it. I just started it. I tried the first version and showed it to those students and other people who recognize words. I will modify it if I get the suggestion."

Zhao Yuanle: "What does this newspaper mainly promote?"

Chen Moying: "In the new era, we will naturally promote new ideas."

Zhao Yuanle: "What have you settled now?"

Chen Moying: "Perhaps, only the layout has been set."

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

Well, it's really just started.

Chen Moying thought about it and lowered his head to ask Zhao Yuanle.

"What do you think if you read a newspaper, what do you want to read the most?"

Zhao Yuanle thought about it and asked Chen Moying a question.

"Then you have to ask yourself what you want to do when you make this newspaper.

If you just want to spread new ideas, then you are writing all the new ideas, things, and things on it and showing them to others.

Especially some articles about thoughts, one must be straightforward and convincing, and not be too subtle.

Of course, it is okay to be implicit, that is necessary to be sarcastic, mixing the stories and jokes, and mixing what you want to express in it.”

Chen Moying nodded as Zhao Yuanle said.

“What I said is…”

Zhao Yuanle added another sentence.

"Do you don't want to make money at all? If you don't want to make money at all and keep doing it no matter what, it will test your family's financial resources."

Chen Moying thinks this is just a small problem.

He really has never been worried about money.

Not only can he send newspapers for free, he can even attach gifts to the newspapers so that more people can read the newspapers.

But that was not his real purpose.

What he wants is to spread ideas, to make more people truly aware of the problems, to learn more, and to really read the things in the newspaper.

It is best to trigger other people's thinking.

He also expressed his thoughts.

"It doesn't matter whether it is profitable or not. I want more people to truly see the meaning of what is written in the newspaper."

Zhao Yuanle pondered for a moment and expressed his opinion.

"I think that people who are truly thinking don't have to read your newspaper, they will take the initiative to find these things, read books, and ask for information.

And you want more people to see, and these more people should refer to people who are not thinking about new ideas. You want the majority of these who don’t care about it."

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying paused and he nodded slowly.

"That's right."

Zhao Yuanle clapped his hands.

"This is your newspaper, then you can't just write those articles or something."

"Hmm? Please give me some advice, this acquaintance."

Chen Moying looked at Zhao Yuanle with a smile on his eyes, feeling quite expectant.

Zhao Yuanle cleared his throat and spoke seriously.

"First of all, most people only care about their own lives and don't think about these things at the beginning, so it's even less likely to be interested in newspapers that only talk about thoughts and are full of boring theories.

So, this newspaper has to add something else that is attractive."

Chen Moying raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

Zhao Yuanle: "For example, story."
To be continued...