Conquering the world from the Kaiser's driver

Lin Shangzhou nodded. Through the conversation with Jesus, he felt a lot more pressure. He was the editor of this story and it turned out to be the newspaper's hope to make money. Thinking about it this way, he could better understand why Goebbels, a top student, couldn't write anything. He couldn't write anything even if he continued to create for such a long time.

"Then I won't disturb you from creating. I look forward to your creating high-quality works."

"Do not worry."

After saying that, Jesus took the newspaper and left, while Lin Shangzhou picked up the pen and continued to write the manuscript.

An afternoon passed quickly. Lin Shangzhou spent all his time writing except for the time he spent going to the toilet and during the half-time break. He moved his sore right hand and looked up at the clock beside him. It was almost six o'clock and the time to get off work was six o'clock.

His desk was filled with manuscripts. Now he didn't want to see German anymore, and he didn't know German. In order to make himself feel better, Lin Shangzhou picked up a pen and wrote down the twelve zodiac signs on a blank piece of paper. After seeing the Chinese characters, he felt better.

On the one hand, his hands were tired, and on the other hand, his brain was tired. He didn't want to think about anything now, he just wanted to go home and rest.

After putting all the manuscripts into the drawer, Lin Shangzhou stood up and walked towards the door. After saying goodbye to his colleagues, he left the office area. After walking out of the newspaper office gate, he rode his bicycle home.

After riding his bike for half an hour, he returned to the apartment. After locking his bike, he was about to walk to the door to open it. At this time, the window on the first floor opened, and Wolfgang showed a bald head from inside and said: Fritz, park your bike inside the apartment and don't listen to outsiders. Even if you lock it, a thief can still take it away in the middle of the night. My bike has been lost before.

"Oh, thanks for the reminder."

After Wolfgang's reminder, he also realized that bicycles should not be parked outside. This is not China in OTL. The public security here can only be said that serious incidents do not happen often, but petty thefts definitely exist. Moreover, there are no cameras in this era, so it is difficult to find things again if they are lost.

He walked to the bicycle, unlocked it and pushed it to the corridor on the first floor of the apartment. The corridor was not small and the bicycle did not take up much space there.

Then I went upstairs, opened the door, entered the house, changed my shoes, and closed the door.

He walked into the living room in a depressed state, collapsed on the sofa, closed his eyes, and became motionless. Only the rise and fall of his body proved that he was still alive.

After resting for ten minutes, Lin Shangzhou sat up from the sofa. He still had to buy groceries and cook later. In short, he had things to do and he had to cheer up.

Before he was ready to stand up, Letitia opened the door and walked in. Although she also looked tired, she was in better spirits than Lin Shangzhou.

Seeing Letitia, Lin Shangzhou felt like he had seen a savior. He said to Letitia, "Letitia, could you please go buy groceries for dinner? I'm so tired."

“Is the work at the newspaper tiring?”

Letitia, who was about to change her shoes, looked at him in confusion. After seeing Lin Shangzhou's listless look, she was sure that the work at the newspaper was indeed tiring.

"Okay then, I'll go buy some groceries. I bought the same as last night."

"Yeah, no problem."

So Leticia stopped changing her shoes, walked out the door again, and then went downstairs to buy groceries.

At night, whether cooking or eating, Lin Shangzhou looked tired. Letitia said with concern: "Fritts, after dinner, go wash up and go to bed. I won't take a shower first today."

"Um...thank you."

Lin Shangzhou nodded. He had made up his mind that he would never work as intensively as he did today again. He would slack off when necessary and would never tire himself out.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Lin Shangzhou finished washing up and returned to his bedroom. He set the alarm clock for six fifty, then fell headfirst onto the bed and closed his eyes. Not long after, he fell asleep.

It seems that such high-intensity work has its benefits. He can fall asleep immediately when he gets home.

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Chapter 33 A well-received story

After draining his brain on the first day of work, Lin Shangzhou just slacked off when he went to work again. He didn't work as intensively as on the first day. A week later, on Monday, February 24th, it was the day for the newspaper to pay weekly salaries.

Lin Shangzhou rode his bike to the newspaper office at 7:30 in the morning. The newspaper office started working from 8 to 8:30 in the morning. As long as you arrived within this half hour, you would not be considered late. Only after 8:30 would you be considered late. This was a rule set by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to take care of employees who lived far away. Lin Shangzhou set out from home at 7:30 and could ride to the newspaper office in 30 to 40 minutes.

Arriving at the door of the office on the second floor, Lin Shangzhou opened the door and walked in. He knew that the weekly salary would be paid today, and he felt happy before receiving his salary.

After greeting his colleagues one by one, Lin Shangzhou came to his seat and sat down, picked up a pen and prepared to start today's work. However, before starting work, he also took out a novel from his drawer and placed it on the table for the rest of his work.

During this week's work, Lin Shangzhou discovered that the newspaper's supervision over slacking off was very lax. The deputy editor-in-chief would occasionally wander around the office area and turn a blind eye when he saw people slacking off. After all, the newspaper itself did not have good profits, and this fact could not be changed by the employees' efforts.

The name of the novel is "Our Struggle" and the author is Ernst Rohm, who is a high-ranking figure in the early German Nazi movement and the organizer of the SA in OTL. He became a best-selling author in this world.

Lin Shangzhou felt very curious when he saw this book in the bookstore. He had not read "My Struggle" by Little Mustache, so he was quite interested in "Our Struggle" written by Rohm. He simply bought it to use while slacking off at work.

Lin Shangzhou has read less than a quarter of the novel. From what he has read, it is Rohm's account of his participation in World War I and the story of him and his comrades in the war. It also mentions the mustache in this world. Oh, by the way, the Hitler in this world died in World War I and seemed to have been posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor. In any case, Hitler is a positive character in this world.

Now Lin Shangzhou has to slack off for half an hour to write one manuscript, and then start writing the second one. After finishing, he slacks off for another half an hour. His writing speed has also slowed down a lot, one manuscript in half an hour. If he starts working at 8:30 and gets off work at 11:00, he will write three manuscripts in two and a half hours.

At ten fifty-five, Lin Shangzhou looked at the watch he had bought a few days ago. After learning the current time, he put down the pen in his right hand and prepared to get off work.

At this time, the deputy editor-in-chief came out of the office with a happy face. He walked to the aisle of the office area and clapped his hands to signal everyone to stop working. Everyone's eyes were focused on him. Some people knew why the deputy editor-in-chief was so happy, while others were puzzled, because the deputy editor-in-chief would not have such a happy expression on her face for a long time.

"Today, I want to announce good news to everyone, great news!"

"Our newspaper sales last week increased significantly compared to the week before last. The growth rate was more than double that of the week before last!"

The deputy editor-in-chief happily told everyone about this matter. After hearing about the increase in newspaper sales, the employees all smiled happily and applauded. Some even cheered. For the people in the newspaper, this was something that couldn't be better.

Lin Shangzhou naturally smiled and clapped in agreement. It was a good thing that someone bought the newspaper.

The deputy editor held out his hand to signal the happy employees to quiet down.

"Okay, okay, everyone, be quiet for a moment."

"I believe that everyone knows what the normal sales figures of our Worker are, and some of you may have guessed the reason for the increase in sales last week."

The deputy editor-in-chief looked at Lin Shangzhou, grinned and said to him: "It's because the stories written by our new story editor Fritz are so good and very popular with the public."

Everyone's attention shifted to Lin Shangzhou, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the story he wrote would be so popular.

The deputy editor-in-chief walked quickly towards Lin Shangzhou, and Lin Shangzhou also stood up quickly. The deputy editor-in-chief walked up to him, shook his hand, and said sincerely: "Frits, on behalf of the newspaper, I sincerely thank you for your efforts. I know that writing stories is not an easy task. I also heard from Monchi, Jesus and others about how hard you work. I really appreciate everything you have done for the newspaper."

"No, no, Deputy Editor, you are too kind. This is what I should do. It is my honor if my story can increase the sales of the newspaper."

Lin Shangzhou said modestly. He glanced at Monchi and Jesus. One of them smiled at him and the other winked at him.

What should he say? He had been slacking off every day since the first day, but Jesus, Monchi and others told the deputy editor-in-chief that they had been working hard... and he would treat them to a meal when he had the chance in the future.

The deputy editor-in-chief thanked Lin Shangzhou profusely, and his somewhat exaggerated behavior also made Lin Shangzhou realize how bad the newspaper sales were before.

The main sales groups of "Workers' Newspaper" are ordinary people and workers. Ordinary people have many newspapers to choose from, and they don't necessarily have to choose "Workers' Newspaper". Workers may not have time to read newspapers, and some of them may not even be able to read. Under these dual factors, the workers' willingness to buy newspapers is naturally much weaker. For them, reading newspapers may be worse than lying in bed and playing poker with their fellow workers. The former spends money, while the latter may even make money.

After the deputy editor-in-chief thanked Lin Shangzhou, he personally paid the employees' salaries. Although the newspaper's sales doubled last week, it was not enough to support the salary payments to the entire newspaper company, so the salary money still went to the editor-in-chief.

Because of Lin Shangzhou's outstanding performance, his weekly salary this time increased from 15 marks to 25 marks, almost doubling. This made other employees very envious, but they were only envious and not jealous, as they knew very well that they did not have the ability to double the newspaper sales.

After receiving their salaries, everyone left one after another to have lunch. After walking out of the newspaper office, Lin Shangzhou saw Jesus, Monchi and three others walking together, so he walked over and called them.

"Monchi, Jesus, Jonathan, Eric."

Hearing Lin Shangzhou calling their names, the four people turned to look at him, and Monk asked, "Fritts, what's the matter?"

"You four were the ones who told the deputy editor-in-chief that I was working hard, right?"

Lin Shangzhou asked, and Jesus nodded and joked: "Although you were slacking off afterwards, it's true that you worked very hard on your first day."

The other three also nodded. Jonathan was a member of the publishing department and had a good relationship with Jesus, while Eric was the one who talked with Monchi about Lin Shangzhou's hard work that day, and they had a good relationship.

"You all praised me in front of the deputy editor-in-chief, so I have to show my appreciation. Come on, I'll treat you to lunch today. You can choose whatever you want to eat."

Lin Shangzhou waved his hand and said generously, and then he immediately added: "But we can't afford too high-end ones."

"Hey, look at what you said, are we that kind of people? Let's go, brothers, see what we want to eat."

Jesus put his arm around Lin Shangzhou's shoulders and pulled him in between the four people. Then the four of them discussed what to eat for lunch as they walked. Finally, at Eric's suggestion, they went to the Chinese restaurant, which was hell for Lin Shangzhou.

The restaurant they went to today was real hell for him. Unlike the previous one in Berlin, the food here was really weird. However, the three of them wanted to try Chinese food, so Lin Shangzhou had no choice but to come.

After lunch, the five of them walked slowly on the way to the newspaper office. As they walked, Jesus asked Lin Shangzhou curiously, "Fritts, how did you, a Chinese, come to Germany? When did you come? And why did you come to Strasbourg? I'm curious."

The other three also looked at him curiously, waiting for Lin Shangzhou's answer.

He thought for a moment and said:

"I came to Germany to live with my uncle ten years ago. He was a driver in Berlin. I was also a driver in Berlin before coming to Strasbourg, but later I got into some trouble. A friend of mine suggested that I come to Strasbourg to live. It just so happened that she also knew someone here, so I just came here. Her friend had an apartment building and a bar, and at her request, he let me live in his apartment and even helped me find a job at a newspaper."

After listening to Lin Shangzhou's story, Monk said to him:

"Then you are really lucky. Your friend must have a very, very close relationship with you, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked her friend to take special care of you."

Jesus's focus was a little strange. He patted Lin Shangzhou's shoulder, smiled strangely and said, "Fritts, your friend is a girl, right? Do you think she likes you? Otherwise, she wouldn't do this."

"Tsk, come on, she and I are just friends."

Lin Shangzhou rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily that he was not stupid enough to think that Cecilia would like him.

"So you're living in her friend's apartment now?"

Eric asked.

"Yeah, I share the apartment with a girl."

He regretted it the moment he said this. Jesus screamed in surprise, and the other three also looked at him in surprise.

Jesus put his hands on his shoulders and asked excitedly:

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Fritz, you're actually living with a girl. Tell me, is she pretty? How's her figure?"

"Why are you so excited? It's like you've never seen a woman before."

As Monchi spoke, he took Jesus' hand off Lin Shangzhou's shoulder, but he was also curious about what kind of girl Lin Shangzhou shared the apartment with.

Lin Shangzhou looked at Jesus with disdain. After a week of getting along with them, he got to know Jesus and Monchi accordingly. Monchi was a steady type, Jesus was an active type, and the remaining Eric's personality was not much different from Monchi's. Jonathan was a little introverted, and he went to the publishing department because of his personality. He was in charge of the typesetting of the newspaper in the publishing department.

"It's okay to tell you. She is a petite type with brilliant blonde hair and a very cute face."

Lin Shangzhou said to the four people that Letitia was very cute. She was taller than Alexandrine and had a better figure than her. In Lin Shangzhou's opinion, Letitia was the cutest when she sat on the sofa in a daze after getting up every morning. Her confused little face made Lin Shangzhou want to go up and pinch her.

But he couldn't really pinch it, because if he did, it would be a big trouble.

Jesus looked at Lin Shangzhou with envy and said:

"Wow, I really envy you... Why don't I have a cute female roommate?"

Monchi hit Jesus on the head, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Huh, look at how useless you are."

"How can you, a man with a wife, know the pain of not having one?"

Jesus said, rubbing his head.

Lin Shangzhou looked at Monchi and Jesus playing and Eric and Jonathan watching the fun. He felt very happy in his heart. This kind of life is actually not bad.

"By the way, Monkie, I have an idea I want to talk to the deputy editor-in-chief about. I'll tell you about it first, and you can give me some suggestions."

Lin Shangzhou told the four people that this was an idea that came to his mind when he thought about how well his story had been received.

"Go ahead and talk. We're listening."

Monchi and Jesus fell silent, and the four of them waited for Lin Shangzhou to speak.

Lin Shangzhou organized his words and told them his thoughts:

"My stories are not very popular, right? I suggested to the deputy editor-in-chief that my stories be published as novels. Since they are so popular in newspapers, they will surely be popular as novels as well. Then, it will be able to provide a new source of income for the newspaper."

After hearing his thoughts, Monkey and the other three fell into thought. After a dozen seconds, Monkey nodded at him.

"It's a very good idea. The deputy editor-in-chief will probably agree. Although a book costs more than a newspaper, its profit is also higher than that of a newspaper, and much higher."

After he finished speaking, Jesus continued, "We can print a few copies and sell them at our newspaper's kiosk. If they sell well, we can start large-scale production. This way we have the opportunity to make mistakes and avoid failure."

Eric and Jonathan nodded.

"Then I will raise this matter with the deputy editor-in-chief this afternoon. You two can come with me and tell the deputy editor-in-chief your suggestions."

Lin Shangzhou also agreed with their suggestions.

Then the four of them returned to the newspaper office. After work in the afternoon, Lin Shangzhou took Monchi and Jesus to propose this suggestion to the deputy editor-in-chief. After some consideration, the deputy editor-in-chief agreed to this matter.

Next, it depended on Lin Shangzhou’s own efforts. The deputy editor-in-chief gave him a portable typewriter and asked him to take it home to write the manuscript and told him to come back when he finished the manuscript.

This sounded a bit awkward, giving people the feeling that if they couldn't complete the task, they shouldn't come, so Lin Shangzhou felt weird when he agreed.

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Chapter 34 Xiao Huang

After staying at home for six days and writing for more than ten hours a day, Lin Shangzhou finally completed a novel of about 200,000 words on March 3. He did not name the novel "Dark Soul", but "The Story of the Nameless". During the writing process, he did not completely copy the plot of Dark Soul, but created on its basis, which can be said to be a secondary creation.

Looking at the pile of manuscript papers in front of him, Lin Shangzhou wiped the sweat from his forehead and put them in the drawer. The next step was to take them to the newspaper to have the deputy editor-in-chief review and publish them.

Six consecutive days of work exhausted him physically and mentally, but he was also very happy that he had completed the work. In a good mood, Lin Shangzhou decided to go out for a meal to reward himself.