Chapter 659: Scandal

At five o'clock, the newspaper heads in New Jincheng had gathered at the place specifically used to distribute newspapers.

Newspapers in this era had three main sales channels—

1. Fixed address subscription: Whether it was a family or a company, they paid the newspaper publishing house according to the cycle, and then the newspaper would be delivered to the designated mailbox or newspaper box every day, or places like the company's front desk.

2. Sales work carried out by newsstands: Newsstands would adjust according to yesterday's sales situation. Generally, the number of orders was 125% of the previous day.

That is to say, if ten newspapers were sold on the first day, the newsstand would very likely order twelve or thirteen newspapers the next day. This involved other knowledge.

3. Distribution by newspaper heads: Newspaper heads referred to a group of people who made a living by mobile retail of newspapers in various regions (see the relevant description of "Black Stone Code").

They would get cheap newspapers from the publisher's hands, and then distribute them to the low-priced child laborers they hired to carry out shouting and sales.

The main sales scenes were places with a lot of traffic, such as stations, markets, etc.

Although the individual sales volume wasn't large, when combined, it was also a powerful sales force.

Many people were used to holding a newspaper in their hands while waiting for the bus or sitting on the bus to pass the time on the road, and by the way, they could also learn about news and the like.

Generally, newspaper heads would dynamically adjust the number of newspapers purchased according to the news of the day.

If there was no special news, the number of newspapers they bought would be less.

But if there was some explosive news, they would buy more.

Today, the newspaper heads were yawning while chatting about yesterday's income.

When the fresh newspapers were thrown from the truck to the ground with heat, everyone gathered around.

They needed to "verify the goods" first, and then they could decide how many copies to take.

For them, the more the quantity, the better.

The lighting at this time was also dim, the sun hadn't come out yet, and a newspaper head rubbed his eyes.

The eye boogers with obvious granular feeling in the corners of his eyes were rubbed off, although it was very pleasant, he couldn't care about this comfortable feeling anymore.

He took out his lighter, lit it, and let the faint light illuminate the front-page headline of the newspaper.

Along with their reading of the content of the newspaper, everyone couldn't help but gasp!

But immediately after, they revealed a wild joy!

Such explosive news meant the upcoming market and huge profits!

"I want a thousand copies!"

"I want twelve hundred copies!"

"I want..."

They were afraid that they would take fewer newspapers than others and buy them slower, and one by one they waved banknotes like those rich people, wanting to take away all the newspapers in front of them.

The person responsible for selling the newspapers saw them so crazy, revealing an expression of "I knew it would be like this," while collecting money, while constantly splitting the newspapers, and then handing them to them.

At seven o'clock, the sky had begun to brighten, and the people on the street had become more. A child wearing a red-brown-gray three-color plaid woolen peaked cap and a woolen coat was running on the street while waving the newspaper in his hand, shouting loudly—

"Shocking scandal, a big shot in the Bay Area suspected of prostitution scandal, come and get a copy of 'Today's New Jincheng' to see something fresh!"

The gentleman who was smoking his morning cigarette by the window couldn't help but widen his eyes. Small people were most keen on the scandals of such big shots. Even if he didn't have the habit of reading newspapers, he couldn't help but take out change and shout at the newspaper boy downstairs, "Give me a copy!"

The newspaper boy caught the coin thrown from upstairs, then rolled the newspaper together and tied it with a paper strip, and threw it hard at the upstairs. The newspaper landed on the windowsill.

The pedestrians around heard these hawking sounds and couldn't help but pay to buy a copy. In fact, some people used to specifically look at newspapers that others had read.

But today's front-page headline was too explosive, and they couldn't wait to see the content inside.

Every newspaper boy was surrounded by many pedestrians. This scene happened in every corner of the city, and it was the same in front of newsstands.

People got the newspaper and browsed the explosive scandals with full attention, and even missed the bus they were waiting for!

Even those who were illiterate would buy a copy and let those who were literate read it to them, or follow behind those who were literate, scratching their ears and cheeks to ask what happened.

The scandal and evidence of three big shots who were named and surnamed participating in the call were published by "Today's New Jincheng."

Actually, "Today's New Jincheng" didn't really want to publish this newspaper. After all, it also represented a part of the vested interest group in New Jincheng.

But now it wasn't the past, and some concepts, camps, and positions could be confused.

A huge war had broken out!

After the investors behind the newspaper office made careful consideration, they decided to stand on Mayor Williams's side.

On one hand, Mayor Williams held the "authority of the Mayor," which had an inherent advantage.

Secondly, they were also afraid of Lans. After all, Lans unified the underground world of the entire New Jincheng. If Lans was unhappy, he set a fire and burned the newspaper office. Who would compensate for the huge loss?

On the contrary, standing on the opposite side of those rich people in the Bay Area didn't have any big problems. At most, they would try to make things difficult for the newspaper office.

With the current circulation of the newspaper office, they really weren't afraid of ordinary difficulties.

So the content that originally couldn't appear in the newspaper appeared in the newspaper. Early in the morning, Mr. Hoff rubbed his eyes and sat up. He couldn't sleep.

In these two or three days, there would be results in five days. He was almost suffering from insomnia now.

He went to bed at three o'clock last night. He glanced at the table clock on the bedside. It was only seven o'clock, and he didn't have any sleepiness at all.

Although he could feel that his body was still very tired, he just didn't have any sleepiness at all.

He had just put on his clothes and came out of the bedroom when he saw the butler rushing around in the lobby on the first floor.

"What's wrong?"

"Did a mouse bite your ass?"

He grinned and made a not-so-humorous joke.

When the butler looked up and saw him, he immediately picked up the newspaper on the table and rushed up the stairs, which wasn't simple for a middle-aged or elderly person.

"Sir, you better take a look at today's newspaper!"

Mr. Hoff didn't pay much attention at first. He smiled and took the newspaper. "Is there anything good on it..."

!

When his gaze fell on the front-page headline, his face suddenly turned iron-blue.

He immediately turned to the second page and found his photo.

He suddenly closed the newspaper, turned around, and walked towards the study with big strides. While walking, he said, "Get a pot of coffee, and something to eat."

He returned to the study, reopened the newspaper, and began to read carefully. It was illustrated, detailing the whole process of Mr. Hoff's prostitution at Red High Heels.

It even introduced that he had once called a girl, and the girl was covered in bruises when she came back, and there was even a blurry photo of the person's face!

Others didn't know who that girl was, but Mr. Hoff knew!

"Fuck!", he couldn't help but hammer the table heavily, not knowing who he was scolding.

He continued to bite the bullet and read down, wanting to see if there was any place to defend himself, but the more he read, the more it made him feel terrified and uneasy.

Below, there were detailed records: on a certain year, month, and day, he called for what service, how the company sent someone over, and when the girl was picked back, what state she was in when she came back.

It seemed that on the pages of the notebook, there were records of the recorder's guesses about some of Mr. Hoff's sexual habits, not lacking words like "pervert" and "fetishist."

What was even more fatal was that there was a photo of a check on it!

The amount on that check could match the price of the call, the date could also match, and there was his autograph.

The newspaper claimed that there were his fingerprints on this check!

He couldn't even curse now!

The dead memory suddenly attacked him. In a trance, he seemed to have experienced it once again.

The night before that day, he happened to participate in a card game, and all the cash on him was used up, so the next day he needed to vent, he lost a lot!

He finished venting and realized that he had forgotten to take money, and he wasn't willing to owe a pimp prostitution fees, even if it might only be for a short time, a few hours, or a day.

Even for such a short time, it would make him a laughingstock.

At that time, Red High Heels was considered safe and reliable, and they could wipe it off at will, so he didn't have so many concerns and wrote a check directly!

Thinking about it now, he was still too simple!

The ringing of the phone on the table suddenly rang, giving him a fright.

He hesitated for a moment before answering the phone. From the receiver came the voice of an executive committee member of the Social Party in Licalai State.

"Hoff, you better give me an explanation. Why did 'Today's New Jincheng' say this morning that you have repeatedly solicited prostitutes, and... shit, are you a sadist?!"

He knew this executive committee member and also knew that this executive committee member wasn't a good person either. He also solicited prostitutes, also took bribes, and also did many bad things...

But now the one in trouble was him, Hoff, not this executive committee member, so he could only bite the bullet and explain, "This is slander, it's framing!"

The executive committee member didn't give him any face. "It's easy to convince me, but it's very difficult to convince the public. You represent the image of the Social Party in Licalai State."

"Honestly, I believe the public can't accept a sadist and pervert holding an important position!"

"You have forty-eight hours. Forty-eight hours later, if you can't handle this matter...", the executive committee member paused, and the sound of him inhaling could be heard from the receiver, "Then I'll fucking handle you!"

Immediately after a bang, the phone was slammed.

It could be felt that this executive committee member must be very angry!

It could be imagined that soon the committee members of the National Committee of the Federation Social Party would call to ask what the hell was wrong with the Social Party in Licalai State?

Why couldn't they control public opinion and let it still ferment wildly!

The Licalai State Social Party Committee was the largest management and ruling organization of the Social Party in Licalai State. An executive committee member of the committee was equivalent to a Senator.

Things that shocked the National Committee and the Congress happened in this piece of land, and the local executive committee members were all the first responsible persons!

Sleeping well, suddenly a pile of shit smashed on the head!

If it were dry shit, it would be fine. Although disgusting, picking it up and throwing it away would pass.

But it was diarrhea, and it couldn't be wiped clean!

Not cursing with dirty words was already his limit!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 660 =====