"Establish newspaper offices?"
The middle-aged man from the Gu Tribe swallowed, then hurried to speak before Lin Ke could change his mind. "I, Wu Chafu, have traveled Great Wei for years and happen to know the conditions in various places. I can lead the Gu Tribe's finest in establishing a newspaper office!"
The other representatives hastily said much the same, afraid they would miss their chance.
Newspaper offices!
These were newspaper offices they were talking about!
Anyone with a little insight could see the benefits of founding a newspaper office.
Even newcomers like them could see the enormous benefits behind it. How could Lin Ke, its pioneer, possibly be unaware?
Many watched, many waited eagerly, and many were itching to act.
Yet, for all that, not a single person would take the initiative to establish a newspaper office.
After all, it was acceptable to seek fame under the banner of making friends through literature, as the Six Clans did. That crossed no lines.
If someone lacked confidence in their literary prowess and feared a contest, no one would be interested in such a coward anyway. Defeating them would bring no fame.
That was why the Six Clans had come in this fashion.
Ultimately, literary gatherings and literary contests like these crossed no lines and were not matters of life and death.
But once certain core interests were touched, the conflict might not end until one side was dead.
Those who could see what was at stake with newspaper offices naturally understood that this was not something to meddle with lightly.
Just because Lin Ke could do it did not mean they could, or that they would be allowed to.
And now, Lin Ke had actually opened a door!
"Brother Lin, are you certain you want to do this?"
Gui Yunzhi