Chapter 8

"Entertainment, what is entertainment? Entertainment is something that everyone likes, something that can make people feel happy and pleased at first sight. What do young people nowadays like the most? It's celebrities, movie stars, TV stars, and even movies and TV shows themselves."

Wu Cheng raised his index finger and spoke confidently, "Since your newspaper is an entertainment newspaper, it can't do without these things. But look at your newspaper, what do you write about? An old lady falling while crossing the road... An old man arguing with someone over mahjong... Oh my, who planned this? I really want to give him a slap, is this what you call an entertainment newspaper?"

Wu Shulan felt a bit embarrassed. There was really no material, so they had to use this! And it wasn't even on the front page, what was there to be so surprised about!

"The layout must be changed. Divide it into several sections, such as celebrity news, film and TV news, film and TV reviews, poetry and prose excerpts, and so on. It can't continue to be a mess."

Wu Cheng said a lot, and finally, Wu Shulan took out paper and pen to take notes. She never thought that her young uncle, who had just come from the mainland, would have such insight. It was certain that the newspapers in the mainland were not as good as those in Hong Kong.

In other words, he must have summarized these insights during his time in Hong Kong. To be able to summarize all this in such a short time, she could only describe him as a 'genius' and didn't know what else to say.

"Little Uncle, is there anything else?"

"That's all for now! Oh, right, after the redesign, print 50,000 copies for the first three issues and send them out for free at designated locations. Remember, it's free. Although it might be a bit of a loss, it will definitely attract attention. Nowadays, it's all about the economy of attention. As long as you can grab the consumers' attention, success is not far away!"

"Economy of attention? That's quite novel." Wu Shulan blinked and then smiled, "Little Uncle, why don't you be the planner for the newspaper? With your sharp insight, the newspaper won't have any trouble taking off!"

"Cough, planner? Forget it!" Wu Cheng waved his hand and quickly refused.

Not only was his age a problem, making it hard to be convincing, but he had already poured out most of his knowledge. What else did he have left? He didn't want to embarrass himself.

Besides, he didn't want to get too close to the Wu family at this time. If Zhao Yazhi found out he had found his relatives, could he still stay at her place?

"Alright, you're busy! I'll leave first!"

"Little Uncle, let me treat you to a meal! It's past mealtime."

They had been talking for over an hour, but that was a lie.

"No!" Wu Cheng waved his hand, "By the way, don't tell Sister Zhi about our relationship. I'm still staying at her place! Also, at home, just tell Uncle, don't let my appearance affect your family."

"Don't tell the others at home, I understand. Grandpa's health isn't good, and the family is indeed a bit chaotic. But why are you still staying with Sister Zhi?"

"That's none of your business!"

"Little Uncle, you're not... thinking of making her your aunt, are you! Oh, she's nine years older than you!" Wu Shulan laughed and teased, "And do you think she will wait for you to grow up? She's so beautiful, there must be many people chasing her!"

"You're overthinking it!"

"Look at you, your face is red, and you're still trying to deny it!"

"Hey! Don't be disrespectful! I'm still your uncle!"

"Alright! I'll give you some face, Little Uncle! Hehe..."

Wu Shulan giggled, but she sighed inwardly because she didn't think Wu Cheng and Zhao Yazhi would work out. The age difference was too big.

Although Wu Cheng was more mature in mind and character than most of his peers, his appearance couldn't be changed. A child was still a child.

"Disrespectful!"

Wu Cheng huffed and left the office.

After leaving the newspaper office, Wu Cheng's lips curled up slightly.

He had come today not only to confirm if this 'Wu Shulan' was the granddaughter mentioned in Uncle's letter but also to give some advice to the newspaper.

In fact, even if Wu Shulan wasn't his niece, he would still be willing to give her some guidance, just not as enthusiastically.

Because only when the newspaper's sales increased would he earn more money.

After leaving the newspaper office, Wu Cheng planned to find something to eat. But before he had walked far, he saw a little girl knocked to the ground by an obese woman.

The obese woman pointed at the little girl on the ground and scolded, "You little brat, can't you watch where you're going! Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated, running around like that... Get up and apologize!"

"It's not my fault!" The little girl got up, dusted off her bottom, and stubbornly said, "You were the one who bumped into me, and you want me to apologize? You're the one who should apologize for cursing at me!"

"Little brat, what did you say? Say it again if you dare, and I'll hit you!"

The obese woman raised her hand, ready to strike.

The little girl stubbornly said, "You cursed at me, so I'll curse at you too, fat pig...!"

"Little brat, you have no manners, I'll teach you a lesson for your parents!"

The obese woman said and slapped her hand down.

But her hand stopped halfway and quickly retracted, holding her elbow, wincing. She found that her entire right arm was numb.

At that moment, a little boy appeared in front of her, pointing at her nose and saying, "It's not your fault to be ugly, because that's what your parents gave you, and you can't choose. But being ugly, having a wicked heart, and a foul mouth, that's your fault. Spewing filth, aren't you afraid of polluting the environment? Even if you don't pollute the environment, what about the children? Even if you don't care about the children's feelings, polluting the flowers and grass is still wrong. If I were you, I'd just find a block of tofu and smash my head against it, how dare you come out and make a fool of yourself? Why didn't your father shoot you into the wall and be done with it?"

"Little brat, you're asking for it!"

The obese woman's face turned red, then black, and she raised her left hand to hit the boy.

Wu Cheng was quick on his feet, tapping her knee with his toe, and quickly retreated, pulling the little girl's hand and running away.

As soon as he turned, he heard a 'thud' behind him. The fat woman had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, her entire leg was numb and couldn't move.

"Hehehe..."

After running for a few minutes and seeing no sign of the fat woman, they stopped in a small alley. The little girl laughed sweetly and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good at cursing!"

"Heh! I haven't even used one-tenth of my strength!"

"Blowing the bull!"

"I don't blow the bull, I only blow the train!"

"Blow the train?"

"Sure! A train is much heavier than a bull!"

"Hehehe... You're really funny!" The little girl laughed again and said, "Hi! I'm Lan Jieying, what's your name?"

"I'm Wu Cheng. By the way, Lan... what's your name?"

Wu Cheng blinked a few times, trying to find a familiar point in the little girl's face. But as he looked, the cute little face suddenly turned into an old face, scaring Wu Cheng so much that he shook his head. The image was too beautiful to bear.

"Lan Jieying, the blue of the sky and clouds..."

After confirming the name was correct and finding a familiar trace in her small face, Wu Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Who would have thought that this sweet little girl would have such a terrible fate in the future!

In the 1980s and 1990s, she was in her prime, but just a few years later, she became an old woman living on government welfare. Who could have imagined?

One can't help but sigh: Time is truly a butcher's knife!

"Alright, from now on, I'm your big brother. If anyone bullies you, tell me, and I'll beat them up for you! How about that?" Wu Cheng held her small shoulders and said sincerely.

Wu Cheng also hoped that his presence could change her self-centered personality. After all, she was still young, and her personality wasn't fully formed. With his intervention, he believed he could slightly change her extreme self-centeredness.

But he wasn't very confident about it!

"You won't lie?"

"I won't lie!"

"You'll really protect me?"

"Definitely, for sure, and absolutely!"

"Then, pinky promise!"

"..."

Wu Cheng looked awkward.

But at that moment, a few thugs surrounded them from all sides.

The leader, with yellow hair, laughed, "Kid, you're so young, and you're already trying to pick up girls? Protecting her? First, protect yourself! Brothers, go!"

Seeing the six thugs surround him and the little girl, Wu Cheng pulled the little girl behind him, backed up to the wall, and narrowed his eyes, "Robbery?"

"Not for your pocket money!" Chen Yaotai shook his head and laughed, "Kid, be good, don't make us rough, someone has invited you to Kowloon Walled City, hehe..."

As he said this, he reached out to grab Wu Cheng's arm, but as soon as he extended his hand, his wrist was lightly flicked, and his entire arm was flung out, causing Wu Cheng to collide with Chen Yaotai.

Chen Yaotai felt like he had been hit by a truck, flying backward and hitting the alley wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with shock.

This kid was actually a martial artist, and his skills weren't weak. But how could he be so young? The damn employer, he's really been killed by him!

Bang bang bang bang...

Just as Chen Yaotai landed, a series of sounds rang out, and the four thugs following him either fell to the ground holding their noses or knelt holding their crotches.

One of them grabbed the little girl, choking her neck and shouted, "Stop... stop, or I'll strangle her!"

Wu Cheng shook his hand, turned his head, straightened his back, and slowly walked toward him.

"Stay still, or I'll... I won't be nice!"

"Big brother, save me!" The little girl looked at Wu Cheng with tearful eyes, filled with fear.

Wu Cheng nodded, sighed, and walked to Chen Yaotai, stepping on his neck and said, "Tell your men to let go of that little girl, or I'll step on your neck until you die. Six lives for one life, it's a fair trade, don't you think?"

"Kid, do you dare?" Chen Yaotai sneered at Wu Cheng.

Bang—

Wu Cheng's foot moved up, forcefully stepping on his head.

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