I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 11 Boss Luo's Happy Daily Life
The next day, when Logan arrived at the newspaper office, he saw two stacks of newspapers on either side of his desk.

"This is……"

Newly hired editor Stanley Houston displayed excellent employee qualities, enthusiastically explaining, "These are all newspapers that mention our The Sun. I've categorized them all. These are all the ones that criticize us, and these are all the ones that praise us."

Logan was surprised. "Someone actually praised us?"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that although it was said to be two stacks of newspapers, one stack actually contained only two copies.

As for the other stack, it was piled higher than Logan was sitting down.

Needless to say, this was definitely an insult.

Logan casually pulled out a few newspapers from the scathing section, read them, and then just scoffed.

The criticism is completely unoriginal, thumbs down!
However, it is also clear that almost all of its peers in Chicago seem to have reached a consensus: The Sun is the most shameless newspaper in history, bar none!

By the way, Logan also saw that Anne Olsen's true identity had been revealed.

A fellow bar girl who worked with her in selling alcohol revealed to reporters that the so-called "potential future film star" claimed by The Sun was actually just a bar girl from the countryside who made it onto the page three of the newspaper by daring to strip.

The newspaper that broke the news naturally ridiculed The Sun: "Amidst all the self-praise, not a single word is true; a complete fraudster who manipulates people's hearts!"

Having read this far, there's basically no need to read the rest; they're all impassioned condemnations, aiming to nail The Sun to the pillar of shame.

Logan wasn't surprised at all.

This is partly due to moral considerations, but more importantly, it's about not wanting new players to join and take away a large slice of the pie.

The sales of The Sun's first two issues were so strong that, after a few days, they have genuinely impacted the sales of many of its competitors.

Even newspapers that haven't yet been impacted instinctively reject competitors with such a strong momentum.

So it's not surprising that he was criticized, but what Logan didn't expect was to be praised.

He picked up one of the newspapers that was being praised, and well, it certainly wasn't a mainstream newspaper.

This is also a tabloid, and the editor similarly thought that The Sun was "shameless beyond compare," then said, "When shamelessness reaches this level, it becomes an admirable skill, something worth learning from among our peers..."

Logan sighed and facepalmed. Was this supposed to be a compliment?

Okay, let's call it praise for now, otherwise Stanley Houston probably wouldn't be able to find an even number of "positive" cases.

Well said, don’t say it next time.

Logan shook his head as he looked at the last newspaper. Wait, it was a proper newspaper after all.

This is still a business newspaper.

When mainstream discourse is monopolized by moral fastidiousness, the public's suppressed, natural curiosity about "taboo elements" inevitably needs an outlet.

The Sun precisely identified this unmet need and capitalized on the chaotic protest sparked by The Misfits's mindless imitation, packaging it with "art" symbols to further attract attention.

From a business perspective, this "shamelessness" is simply genius!

Logan clicked his tongue, thinking that only a newspaper with virtually no conflict of interest with The Sun could objectively state the essence of the matter.

This can also be seen from The Sun's runaway sales figures.

The more the mainstream media criticizes it, the better The Sun sells.

Many people were even curious about just how shameless it could be, so they took out their money to buy tabloids they had never read before, and then they were all dumbfounded, and then they laughed so hard they almost fell over.

Well, newspapers have been around for nearly a century. There are newspapers more shameless than The Sun, but none are as adept at exposing their own flaws.

People savored the mainstream media's raging fury, and then, comparing it to The Sun's "I'm vulgar, so I'm right; I'm shameless, so I'm artistic" attitude, they strangely developed a kind of abstract identification with the latter.

It says "desires need guidance," isn't that right? It's better than the protesters tearing clothes off all over the streets, isn't it?

In short, the result was that Richard had to urge the printing press to print more copies. However, Logan was not at all gloating.

He knows his readers best; they're a bunch of people who want both.

Don't be fooled by the current level of approval for The Sun amidst the barrage of criticism. If The Sun continues to offer only sensory stimulation, it won't be long before they themselves are the ones condemning it.

Therefore, Logan firmly pushed for the newspaper to transform from a makeshift operation into a mainstream media outlet.

Donald also stabilized the morale of the O'Connor family, enabling him to fulfill his promise to give Logan a large investment.

Logan doesn't actually need to, but... oh well, let him vote if he wants to. He'll feel more at ease if he does.

Donald invested $10, and the shares of The Sun were adjusted accordingly.

罗根继承的60%变成了55%，理查从40%变成了35%，在罗根和理查的劝说下奥康纳家族也象征性持股10%。

With ample funds, the newspaper was upgraded and finally moved out of its cramped room.

The new location occupies an entire floor of a limestone building in the city center.

At the same time, the newspaper established formal departments such as the editorial department, news department, advertising department, and distribution department, and vigorously recruited editors, reporters, distributors, and even printers.

As staff continued to grow and new departments began to take shape, Logan took another big step closer to becoming the ideal newspaper owner.

At this moment, Logan also moved into a new private office. He was nestled in a very enveloping leather high-backed chair, his feet comfortably propped up on the gleaming edge of the desk.

Behind the chair is a floor-to-ceiling window, with the bustling street scene of Chicago sprawling at your feet.

So comfortable!

This is what a happy life for a boss should be like!

He finally no longer had to do everything himself.

Richard is now in charge of overseeing the day-to-day operations, and, well, he also writes serialized novels on the side.

Logan, ostensibly, was responsible for guiding the overall direction and handling tasks that no one else could do at the moment.

For example, shooting three versions of a girl.

This is The Sun's core competitive advantage; we can't afford to let our guard down!
Anne had no objection to this, including the fact that the filming location was Logan's bedroom.

As for why the newspaper office occupies an entire floor but can't spare a single room for filming, it's probably to save money.

To save money, Logan was the only one filming Anne this time.

And now that he doesn't have to do everything himself, Logan is in excellent condition, seemingly radiating light.

"...Your eyes! My dear Miss Anne, your eyes must tell a story! Not an empty allure, but the confusion of someone constantly struggling on the edge of love and pain, understand?"

Logan stepped forward and gently lifted Anne's chin with his fingers, adjusting the angle slightly.

Anne stared intently at Logan, her eyes unblinking.

“Annie?” Logan met her gaze.

Suddenly, Annie leaped into Logan's arms, her two long, slender, white legs wrapping tightly around his waist, clinging to him like a koala.

Logan seemed unable to support her weight and collapsed onto the bed.

When the water is ready, the channel will be formed.

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(End of this chapter)