Arcane Age

However, the elder Murdoch has always insisted on the publication of "Paali Daily", although it has long lost any influence. However, now that Murdoch Sr. has fallen on the hospital bed, none of his children want to inherit their father's career.

"Paali Evening News, whose property is it?" Xi Wei asked nonchalantly.

"Marquis Crozier."

What a coincidence!

This two-story building is not bad, but it is obviously poorly maintained. Cracks have begun to appear on the walls and there is almost no brand-new furniture. There was no recently popular magic lamp in the room, and the glass windows were broken and blocked with thick cloth. The whole small building looked very dark.

It was Murdoch Sr.'s son, Ashyan Murdoch Jr., who came to greet Xi Wei and Kamius. Compared with his father, he looked much smoother, with a warm smile on his face.

The elder Murdoch has been ill in bed for more than a year. The younger Murdoch has long wanted to sell the "Paali Daily", a burden that loses a lot of money every year. The assets of the entire Murdoch family are in these It has shrunk significantly every year and is no longer comparable to many civilian businessmen.

But as long as Murdoch Sr. lives in this world, Murdoch Sr. will have no right to control the family.

It is not that no one has wanted to acquire the "Journal of Paali" over the years. After all, it is a very famous newspaper name, and the dispute that occurred thirty years ago at the French Noble Heraldry Bureau was personally arbitrated by His Majesty Charles VII. Among them, the newspaper name "Paali Daily" belongs to the property of the Murdoch family and is sacred and inviolable.

However, the conditions they offered were too poor. Not only would the elder Murdoch not agree, but even the younger Murdoch would not like it. At least they had to make up for the money that the family had invested in this industry over the years, right?

But the distinguished guest who came today was different. The luxurious carriage parked outside almost blinded little Murdoch in an instant. This was the carriage of the Fortune Chamber of Commerce, and the Fortune Chamber of Commerce was simply synonymous with gold coins!

Although the two guests looked a bit young, they were noble in temperament and were probably the heirs of a large family. They were definitely not someone Murdoch could offend.

Therefore, his attitude was very polite and enthusiastic, almost to the point of humility.

The two sides chatted briefly, and within a few steps, Camus and Murdoch reached a consensus. The number he mentioned was twice as much as Murdoch's psychological bottom line, and the other party's power and position were also Little Murdoch couldn't resist.

"I want to meet your father!" Xi Wei didn't have time to deal with him, so he made his request straight to the point.

Arriving on the second floor, the lighting in Old Murdoch's room was even worse. It was so dark at noon that it was almost impossible to see the layout inside the room.

Little Murdoch lit a candle himself, which showed that the Murdoch family was so poor that they couldn't even afford to hire a maid.

The old Murdoch on the hospital bed was already in his final years and seemed to be at the end of his life.

When he saw the person coming, a glimmer of light flashed through his cloudy eyes, and he just shook his head gently, and then closed his eyes.

"Father! This is the last chance!" Little Murdoch said excitedly in his father's ear: "They are willing to pay this amount!"

However, old Murdoch still just shook his head firmly and said nothing.

Little Murdoch slapped his thigh hard and shouted angrily: "Father, open your eyes and look at this family. How has the Murdoch family declined in your hands? I still remember when I was a child. , we lived in a garden villa at that time, with a housekeeper, a maid, a carriage, and meat every meal! But now? Eve has to cook all the meals herself. She is my wife and the future baroness. , but they are doing the work of cooks and maids! Your two grandsons are no different from the common people outside. They don’t even have money to go to school. In the future, let alone college entrance examination, they won’t even be able to go to middle school! "

"Paali Daily lasted thirty years, but it only flourished for less than one year! The remaining twenty-nine years have already wiped out all our family's savings. We really can't afford to run it. No!" Little Murdoch ignored the existence of Xi Wei and Camus and shouted with red eyes: "Father, please think about me, your grandson and the entire family!"

Two lines of clear tears slowly slipped from the dried and wrinkled marks at the corners of old Murdoch's eyes, and his hands tightly grasped the sheets.

After a long time, Old Murdoch finally nodded slightly, without any words, and remained motionless, as if he had been summoned by the Lord of Glory.

Little Murdoch wiped away his tears: "Dear guests, I made you laugh! My father has agreed. I will go get the family coat of arms right away. We can sign the contract and complete the deal right away!"

Xi Wei nodded slightly to Kamius, who took out a document that had been drafted long ago from his briefcase and followed little Murdoch out of the room.

Xi Wei sat on the edge of the bed, his hand gently floating above old Murdoch's head, and bright silver stars shone on his palm.

The silver light shines in the dark bedroom, brighter than a candle, like a cool moon, nourishing old Murdoch's body that is extremely weak due to long-term illness.

Old Murdoch's body trembled slightly, his body hungry for this glorious grace, as if the dry earth was so eager for the rain and dew.

The silver light lasted for a long time and never weakened or dissipated.

Finally, old Murdoch opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes became bright again. He asked blankly: "What on earth is this?"

"Thanks to Ms. Silver Moon!" Xi Wei responded with a smile: "Mr. Murdoch, it's a pleasure to meet you. Just call me Xi Wei!"

"Mr. Xiwei, old Murdoch is not worthy of your action this time!" Old Murdoch knew very well that the healing spell just now was at least as good as a high-level healing magic. The Murdoch family would definitely take this price. Not coming out.

However, he felt that his originally chaotic mind was clear again, the stubborn disease had completely dissipated, and the vitality of life emerged from his body again.

"Mr. Murdoch, I want to hire you as the editor-in-chief of Paali Daily! How about a monthly salary of thirty gold francs?" Xi Wei smiled and stated his conditions.

The old Murdoch has persisted in this career for thirty years and can be said to be a true model of the newspaper industry.

Moreover, before Xi Wei set out, he had already read the "Paali Daily" collected by Camus, especially the newspapers in recent years. In a sense, it was consistent with Xi Wei's views. The old Murdoch was worthy of He is a newspaper wizard.

It's just that the "Paali Daily" was relentlessly attacked by the "Paali Evening News", which continued to cause trouble for the Murdoch family, so that the influence of this newspaper became less and less. Finally, with the old Murdoch Doc was sick in bed and was on the verge of shutting down publication altogether.