Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 138: The mockery from the victor
The next morning, the two sides seemed to maintain a subtle tacit understanding. Chen Ce continued to let Wang Defa raise the price for manuscripts. In one morning, the price of a manuscript had risen to an incredible 300 words, far exceeding the market price.

Those contributors and contributors are extremely excited and are all writing furiously!

At noon, Chen Ce was eating in the courtyard. Wang Defa looked sad and said, "Boss, do we really want to return to the original price of five cents per article?"

Wang Defa really couldn't understand and couldn't figure out why Chen Ce had been competing with the other party for a day and a half and raised the value of the manuscript to a level that didn't belong to it at all.

Now he suddenly gave up and stopped arguing, returning to his original payment of five cents per article for accepting manuscripts.

Those writers have already tasted the sweetness, and no one is stupid. The other party charges 300 cents per article, and we charge only 5 cents. Who would submit articles to us?

At that time, Wang Defa advised Chen Ce not to get too excited with the other party and not to raise the price because of a fit of anger.

It’s all over now. Who will dare to submit articles to us in the future?

But seeing that the boss didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, Wang Defa asked cautiously, "Does the boss plan to open Shuntian Newspaper again?"

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "Of course I plan to continue."

Wang Defa said: "But we won't receive any more manuscripts from now on!"

"If you suddenly reduce the price of manuscripts to five cents per article, no one will submit their manuscripts to us."

Chen Ce smiled and said, "If I shrink, the other party will also shrink."

Wang Defa said: "As long as he is a little taller than us, we are still no match for him."

Zhu Houzhao came over angrily and said, "Why don't you fight?!"

"Let's continue to raise the price!"

Chen Ce looked at Zhu Houzhao's furious expression and said calmly, "No need to add more. He will lose a lot in the next two days."

"I was just teasing this fool. Now he must be smug and thinks he has won."

What?
Zhu Houzhao and Wang Defa both widened their eyes.

Are you crazy? Are you seeking comfort because you can't compete with others in business?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that we lost, so why are you saying this as if we were fools?

"Wait a couple of days. It's hard to explain to you now, but you'll know in a couple of days."

"Did you have meal?"

Seeing Zhu Houzhao sweating profusely, Chen Ce thought that he might have come here without even having lunch.

"Let me take you out to eat. I'm full."

Zhu Houzhao had no appetite for food, but he nodded and followed Chen Ce out.

On Zhengyang Street, Chen Ce listened carefully to the conversations on the street. The most talked about topic in the streets and alleys was undoubtedly Tang Yin's confident remarks.

Although Chen Ce did not put Tang Yin's confident words about the imperial examination on the front page of the newspaper, Fu Yuan still used his connections to promote this momentum.

He was roasting Tang Yin over the fire.

Zhu Houzhao left the restaurant after having dinner. He had classes in the Eastern Palace in the afternoon, so he sneaked out at noon.

When Chen Ce returned to the courtyard of Huaihua Hutong, he found a young man in snow-white clothes standing in front of the door.

Fu Yuan still had a smile on his face. Seeing Chen Ce, he said calmly, "Let's go for a walk along the Tongji Canal?"

Chen Ce said "oh" and walked side by side with him beside the sparsely populated Tongji Canal.

Fu Yuan said helplessly: "You didn't listen to me. I asked you to put my manuscript on the front page, but you didn't do it."

Chen Ce nodded and said, "Yes, no, the newspaper is my business, I can post whatever I want."

Fu Yuan asked, "Has anyone submitted articles to you in the past two days?" Chen Ce shook his head and said, "Almost no."

He said to Fu Yuan lightly, "You have absorbed all the manuscripts. You have spent a lot of money these two days, right?"

Fu Yuan said calmly: "Not much, just a few hundred taels."

"That's really not much." Chen Ce said with a smile.

Fu Yuan was also laughing, "Since it's not much, why don't you update it? No money?"

Chen Ce said: "It's not about whether I have money or not. I can't beat you if I continue. If I know it's a losing game, why should I continue and waste money?"

"No matter how much money I pay, you can still suppress me, and in the end I still won't receive any manuscripts."

Fu Yuan suddenly burst into laughter like a madman, rubbed the tears in his eyes, and said to Chen Ce: "Since you know the ending, why are you still angry?"

After laughing, Fu Yuancai said, "You can name a price and sell Shuntian Newspaper to me."

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "Not for sale."

Fu Yuan was not in a hurry to force Chen Ce, and he continued to reason patiently, persuading him: "We are all businessmen, and I am also a businessman."

"As a businessman, anything can be negotiated. One thousand taels? Three thousand taels? Five thousand taels?"

"Every product has value. You might as well tell us about your psychological expectations."

Chen Ce glanced at him and said calmly, "I said, I won't sell it."

Fu Yuan frowned slightly, his face turned cold, and he said expressionlessly: "Why bother? Do you think it is technically demanding to build a newspaper?"

"I have so many news releases in my hands, and I'm already recruiting some bookstores in Shuntian."

"The preliminary preparations are almost done. I can completely replicate another Shuntian Newspaper Company. Even the name of my store can be the same as yours."

"In the end, your newspaper is only in name only. I'll give you another chance to quit. You can get some money and quit. Isn't that good? Why do you still insist? If you insist on doing so, you will get nothing in return."

Chen Ce stared at Fu Yuan and suddenly burst out laughing.

Fu Yuan looked at Chen Ce's cunning smile and his heart skipped a beat. There was a teasing and mocking tone in this smile, as if he was the hunter, the hunter who controlled everything!

This feeling made Fu Yuan very uncomfortable.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Yuan asked Chen Ce seriously.

His mind was working fast, and he was thinking about everything, but he really couldn't find where his flaws were.

Chen Ce said meaningfully: "Smart people always think their calculations are foolproof, and I am the same."

"Why don't we see whose plan is better?"

Fu Yuan's face was as pale as water. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling, but now he really didn't know where the flaw in his calculations was.

He is proud, confident, and intelligent, and all these qualities combined make him seem aloof and almost paranoid.

Such people will never allow themselves to fail!

But now he really didn't know where the loophole in his plan was. Shisui's mood began to fluctuate and he became extremely irritable!
"Stop being so mysterious!"

Chen Ce looked at him sympathetically. This expression made Fu Yuan look even more terrifying. He clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves: "What on earth are you planning to do!"

Chen Ce was like a cunning fox, smiling and saying, "Guess what? You're a smart man, you can guess it, right?"

"you!"

Fu Yuan's chest heaved violently!

(End of this chapter)