American comics: I drew Superman during the Great Depression

Open the newspaper door.

Sitting inside was that familiar figure.

"Good morning, you two."

Picking up the cup in his hand and taking a sip of coffee, Colin nodded to the two people at the door.

"Good morning, boss."

Hearing Colin's greeting, Little John and Old John quickly smiled and replied.

"I'm going to print another Superman comic story in the weekend issue of The Courier..."

After standing up and handing the newly created comic in front of Old John, Colin said in a casual tone: "You may need to rearrange the content."

"no problem."

Reaching out to take the drawing handed over by Colin, Old John scanned the story on it, then nodded.

Today, "Superman Comics" is the most popular column in the Courier.

Although, the move to serialize comics on a large scale in newspapers has aroused doubts from many colleagues in the industry, believing that the Courier's approach cannot be called news reporting at all.

However, it is undeniable that the Courier has become one of the most popular newspapers in New York today.

The weekly circulation of the newspaper has reached more than 100,000, bringing considerable profits to the newspaper.

Old John took the new sketch given by Colin, came to the typesetting machine, and started a new day's work.

Why didn't you burn charcoal?

Lifting the kettle, Little John looked at the low-temperature stove with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Passing by the typesetting machine, he secretly glanced at the comic plot on the drawing with the corner of his eye, and his movement slowed down a bit.

The content of the new comic tells the story of a Superman entering the battle in Haiti.

The evil Luther appears again, this time with a bald head. However, this new image did not reduce his evil temperament, but made Luther look more difficult to deal with. After his plan was blocked by Superman many times, Luthor decided to change his strategy. He launched an attack from the depths of the sea, attempting to flood the entire Metropolis with a tsunami.

At a critical moment, Superman working in "The Courier Daily" appeared. He dived into the depths of the sea, found the evil Luther and destroyed his weapon that caused the tsunami, preventing the metropolis from being flooded by the tsunami. Luther himself was swallowed by a huge shark in Haiti in a panic.

"Little John."

In the Courier newspaper office, just as Little John was engrossed in reading, the shouts from behind pulled him back from the ups and downs of the comic plot.

Turning around, he saw his boss, Colin, looking at him with a half-smiling expression.

"Boss, do you want hot water?"

Raising the kettle in his hand, Little John asked tentatively.

"Are you ready for the newspaper's recruitment information?"

Colin shook his head and did not pursue the issue of Little John's desertion. Colin asked casually.

Seeing that Colin didn't blame him too much, Little John secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded: "Everything is ready, just waiting to be hung outside the newspaper office."

Putting down the hot water bottle in his hand, Little John took out the cardboard he had made from under the table.

Recruiting newspaper worker, salary ten dollars a week.

The recruitment information on the cardboard was extremely crude, only mentioning the job requirements and basic salary.

However, neither Colin nor Littlejohn has too much worry about the results of the recruitment.

This was the Great Depression, a time when hundreds of people were competing for three or four moving jobs.

In such a difficult period of economic depression, it is extremely rare for newspapers to be willing to recruit employees.

Therefore, not long after Little John hung the sign with recruitment information at the door of the Courier Newspaper Office, a long line of people already appeared there. Many of them came overnight after learning about the newspaper's recruitment information from the Courier on Wednesday.

Many people have been staying around the newspaper office for several days, just to get a good seat.

In fact, Colin saw these people on his way to the newspaper office. They were hiding in an unnoticed corner like a pack of hyenas, waiting eagerly for the recruitment to begin.

"Get out of the way, I was here first!"

"Why, I was obviously the one who arrived first..."

"I've been here for two days just for this position, it's my only hope and my family is waiting for me to find a new job."

"Sorry, not only do you have a family, but I do too. My wife and children are counting on me."

"Unless you step over my body, don't even think about getting in front of me."

As the line grew longer, quarrels ensued.

Many unemployed people have fierce quarrels and even fights over a position at the front.

"Everyone, please stay quiet!"

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control.

Little John had to stop him. He took a deep breath and stopped the two people arguing in front of the team. At the same time, he knocked on the recruitment information at the door of the newspaper office with his hand.

"If similar incidents happen again, then today's recruitment will end immediately, and you all should get out!"

Little John's words left no trace of humaneness.

However, the recruitment information seemed to have some powerful magic power, and the crowd in line instantly fell silent.

Even the two people who had a heated argument kept their mouths shut.

They also want this job.

Looking at the quiet team in front of the newspaper office, Little John nodded with satisfaction.

Pointing to a neatly dressed middle-aged man at the front of the team, he said, "You, go in first."

"Thank you, sir."

Take off the hat on his head, thank Little John in front of him, and then the man walked into the newspaper office with a nervous expression.

"Hello, sir..."

"I have three skills, three languages, and rich work experience. As long as you give me this job, I will do my best to repay you. Just hire me."

Grabbing the hat on his head, the man said to Colin in the newspaper office in an almost pleading tone.

"I have three children waiting to be raised. If I don't have a job, our whole family may really starve to death."

The man's mouth trembled slightly, and he begged Colin bitterly.

In front of the typesetting machine, hearing the man's experience, Old John's hands that were tapping the keyboard paused for a moment, and then rang again.

"I'm sorry, sir."

However, facing the man's desperate plea, Colin had to harden his heart and spoke slowly.

"Although I sympathize with your situation, your skills in financial investment are not suitable for newspaper work. Maybe you can try to go to other places. Maybe people will need professionals like you."

Shaking his head, the man walked out of the newspaper with heavy steps.

"Sir, the newspaper will provide relief every Monday morning if you and your family need it."

Looking at the man's lost back, Colin spoke.

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