Boji did not come to the meeting, and he and a group of friends were drinking in the bar next to him. When he heard that Contini sent someone to find him, he did not dare to neglect him and arrived at the venue with 3 points drunk.

Contini held back his laughter and said seriously: "Comrade Podie, the alliance unanimously decided to run a newspaper called "Italian Youth Daily". It is the alliance's official newspaper, and it is also the alliance's propaganda position and public opinion mouthpiece. Everyone unanimously recommended me as the newspaper president and also as the editor-in-chief. Since you are the alliance's vice chairman, you will also serve as the newspaper vice president. Now other problems have been dealt with, and only the last problem needs to be solved by you, the vice president..."

"This..." Boji looked at this and that. He knew that other directors were dissatisfied with him suddenly appearing as the vice chairman. Anyone in the crowd was better than him. However, since his father said he would follow the son of the Ziano family, and had been influenced by his father for a long time, he had no shortage of eyesight. Knowing how much he had, he immediately refused with a thick tongue, "I can't write articles, you should ask for another clever one."

"We will get it done if you didn't ask you to write an article. There are still some other conditions left."

Bo Ji's eyes rolled, and then he suddenly realized: "Then... how much money is there? I...I'll do it."

"Don't you pay, but you have to do this..." Contini whispered in his ear, and then motivated him, "This is the way, do you dare to do it?"

"Dare, why don't you dare! All the trivial matters are included in me!" After hearing this, Bo Ji was as excited as if he was injected with chicken blood. He slapped his chest and said excitedly, "Listen to me, I will do all the printing and paper matters in less than 3 days! You guys quickly write an article and wait for printing!"

"Then let's wait and see, you should act sooner!"

Facing Boji who had left with a swaying swaying, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what mission Contini had arranged.

Contini didn't explain, but only took out his own manuscript: "This is the founding term I plan to put on. In addition, please think of ways to collect the articles as soon as possible, focus on this issue, explain the future direction and future of Italy to all young students and intellectuals. We must focus on the key points, highlight the center of "stability and order", emphasize the changes brought by leaders to Italy's national history and political life. The articles must have a certain academic and theoretical atmosphere, so that our cultural literacy and exploration spirit can be highlighted, but they cannot be too academic. I suggest that we position it on the tone of popular science - popularizing the connotation and essence of education 'oneism, one political party, one leader', and one leader', and you can criticize those politicians you don't like, especially those stubborn figures in the Liberal Party and the Socialist Party, and openly scold them. Now no one dares to cause trouble for us. Youth Daily must be launched!"

Everyone was excited and kept saying yes, then parted, but no one asked Boji how to solve the problem of printing and newspapers.

Contini was still very appealing. The next day, Youth Daily rented a house and put on a sign. The newspaper staff, reporters and editors were also in place. They were all from the journalism department, law department, politics department, and philosophy department at several universities. They were responsible for the slogans and big-character posters at the beginning. In addition, there were also people responsible for design, comics and illustrations, and photography. They looked like they were young students in their 20s. They worked very enthusiastically and full of youthful vitality.

In the evening, the first draft of the first issue was completed. Everyone gathered to discuss, while considering the layout of the layout, while discussing the interesting things in the society in the school, and the editorial department was very lively. In the late night, the first round of manuscripts had been reviewed by the editorial department, and they were ready to be revised and adjusted the next day. Then everyone dispersed in groups, and many of them were still in pairs. It was common to talk about love and pick up girls in college. As long as the work was not delayed, Contini didn't care about it. This was also a revolutionary need.

In the early morning, most of the students fell asleep, and it was finally time for Mr. Boji to show his mightyness.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

"Raise your hands!"

With a few calls, more than 20 policemen with live ammunition rushed into a printing factory. The typesetting workers and printing workers inside were busy and were shocked by the sudden police.

"Sir, what happened?"

"I suspect you have printed illegal publications! All of them are detained and taken back to the bureau for review!"

"No, don't...we are regular newspapers, registered."

"Is there no illegal acts that have been registered?" Boji picked up a picture casually, talked about the page, and asked sternly, "What is this written?' It was completely unwise for the king to ask Mussolini to form a cabinet. This is equivalent to condoning and tolerating the thugs...', The Forward Newspaper is very brave and dares to oppose the major policies set by His Majesty. What is it like to not stop this behavior? Take them away!"

The police immediately took away all the more than 20 workers working inside, and the police officer leading the team said in a pleasing manner: "Mr. Boji, do you think I'm okay?"

"I think it's OK. I'll tell my father. You're doing a good job!" Boji said, looking at the rumbling machine and the newspapers that were still full of neatly printed on it before they could be printed, "Seal all the machines and take them away!"

“What about those that have been printed?”

"Leave dozens of copies as evidence of guilt, and sell the rest as waste paper, and the money will belong to you!"

"Yes! Yes!"

The same thing happened in total five cases that night. The printing points of a total of five newspapers, including the Qianjin Newspaper, were sealed, and nearly 100,000 blank paper fell into Boji's hands. As well as more than 100 printing and typesetting workers, they were detained. The charges were the same - "printing illegal newspapers, opposing the king, and insulting the leader". There was a tabloid who really didn't publish political news, and he was also charged with "printing pornographic newspapers and magazines, which were defamed by the customs." However, Boji was very sensible and only built factories for printing leftists and tabloids, and no newspaper controlled by the right-wing political parties moved.

Early the next morning, many calls entered Glendini's office, and the news inside made him crazy - a bunch of people asked him why he sealed his newspapers and printing factory. He thought for a long time and felt that he had never given such an order at all, and it was hard to defend himself, so he had to agree to go and check it. If he didn't check it, he was shocked. It was his son Boji who went down to cause trouble in the name of his father. He was so angry that he roared like thunder and almost bit his teeth. Then he thought it was a bit strange. Although his son was a little dandy, he didn't look like a person who could do such things. There must be something strange here.

When the poor police chief Grandini was looking for this rebellious son all over the street, Poji was proudly seeking credit with Contini. When he heard the old man got angry, he felt a little guilty, and subconsciously wanted to hide. Contini told him calmly: "Don't be afraid, your father won't do anything to you in this matter? Not only are you right, but you have made contributions. Are you helping your father, why are you hiding from him?"

"Why don't you go with me?" Bo Ji, who was still fearless last night, was now a little scared and couldn't help but beg.

Contini shook his head: "It's not that I refuse to go. If I go, the nature will change. Your father will definitely doubt... You have to withstand, a manly man, what's so great about it? You are now the vice chairman and the second leader of the youth league composed of tens of thousands of students in Rome. There are more people in charge than your father. What are you afraid of? Everything has a leader! Did the leader shake hands with him when he met you that day and took a photo? Now he is afraid of anything, how can he do big things in the future?"

Then he taught Poji a lot of words that could be used to defend himself, and finally said, "Don't be afraid, just go, I will come forward to add a fire to you at critical moments."
Chapter completed!