British writer

London after Christmas is like a half-drunk, half-awake drunk,

All people and things are shrouded in the smell of alcohol.

In the morning mist, a carriage was moving forward at a low speed. The driver carefully manipulated the reins to prevent the horses from trampling the necks of the drunks lying on the ground.

In the carriage, two English gentlemen sat facing each other.

Churchill took out a cloth bag and said to Wodehouse, "Sir, do you need gingerbread?"

Gingerbread is a small shortbread eaten at Christmas, usually made of flour, ginger, honey, brown sugar, almonds, candied peels and spices.

Wodehouse raised an eyebrow,

"You don't want me to trade you a cigar, do you?"

"Haha, how come~"

Churchill had a grin on his face.

Wodehouse was skeptical,

"really?"

Churchill couldn't help sighing, and said, "I'm not so boring."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of gingerbread and handed it to the other party.

Wodehouse took over,

Unexpectedly, Churchill did not withdraw his hand immediately, but spread it out, making a movement similar to asking for a red envelope.

Churchill said with a smile: "The great and honorable Earl Kimberley won't eat people's mouth?"

I know it's like this...

Wodehouse reluctantly gave the other party a cigar.

Churchill skillfully cut off the end of the cigar, lit it with a match, took a deep breath, and said, "Sir, I have told you the truth about the polls, what do you think?"

Wodehouse could not help thinking,

a long time,

"Polls... are they really that powerful?"

As he asked, he also lit a cigar for himself, and at the same time opened the window to let out the smell of smoke.

To be honest, he felt that Churchill took the polls too seriously.

Could it be better than "Yes! "Prime Minister" is amazing! ?

It's impossible to think about it~

Wodehouse said: "Professor Lu is a literati, and his novels, poems, and plays are powerful. This is normal, but if you want to say that he can make waves like those editors of those big newspapers, I think it is a bit overthinking."

Churchill shook his head,

"You have to think about what he wrote. Let's not mention "Yes! Prime Minister", "A Generation", "Answer", which one is not provocative? Then there is the "Manchester Guardian" Those articles, let alone."

Wodehouse was a little moved, and lowered his head in thought.

He forgot to smoke the cigar, which burned a long section of the cigarette, and the columnar ash fell on the floor of the carriage, unable to bear it.

Churchill stretched out his right foot, crushed the ashes with the sole of his shoe, and gathered them into the corner.

The two were so silent,

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the wedge-shaped stone brick floor, making a soft noise,

Quiet meets loud.

After a while, Wodehouse said: "You are right, I should have asked more or less."

Churchill smiled.

"That's right~"

Wodehouse was a little curious,

"Winston, I noticed that you have changed a lot these days, and I am eager to give me advice."

Churchill didn't answer.

With his hedging game, he shouldn't have fallen to the Liberal Party so quickly,

But Cecil's cabinet is now showing signs of faltering. According to this momentum, Bannerman may come to power within six months. If Churchill hadn't entered the Liberal Party at that time, he probably wouldn't be able to be reused.

So, it's time to give it a go!

Churchill said: "In short..."

Before the words were finished, the light sound of the wheels "click-click--" stopped abruptly.

The two looked out the window,

Briar Road has arrived.

Wodehouse told the coachman, "Wait a minute."

Then he turned to Churchill,

"I think before going to the door, we should sort out our advantages. First, the first point, financial resources..."

Churchill shook his head,

"It's useless. Mr. Lu has already accumulated quite a lot of royalties, and the money is not a problem with him. Moreover, it's not just the royalties, the reissue of "None Survived" is a hardcover book issued by the Royal Publishing Bureau, and the royalties must be frighteningly high." .”

Wodehouse sighed, thinking that Lu Shi is really a freak,

I'm afraid even Gu Hongming can't do it for the Chinese to pick up money like this in London.

Moreover, Gu Hongming cannot be considered an absolute Chinese.

Churchill added: "In terms of manpower, we may have difficulty restricting Mr. Lu. With his influence among college students, it is too easy to get a few people to work, even if he is forced to drop out of school. "

Wodehouse agrees with this,

"That leaves the last point - printing and distribution," he said.

That's right on point.

Questionnaires first appeared in universities,

Because various social science disciplines require fieldwork, the students brainstormed and came up with this method.

However, the power of universities is limited, and neither printing nor dissemination can touch every corner of society, resulting in a small number of samples.

Therefore, the development of questionnaires has been severely limited.

This situation continued until the paper media joined,

Major newspapers can sell tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of copies in London every day. These readers are natural subjects. As long as one page is added to the newspaper, the data can be quickly obtained, thus pushing the questionnaire survey to a new level. Universalization.

Churchill said: "A public opinion survey is not authentic without the participation of a large number of citizens."

Wodehouse understands,

"Professor Lu is familiar with the "Manchester Guardian" and "The Scotsman". When sending out the questionnaire, he will definitely contact these two newspapers, and we can project our influence on... Wait, Professor Lu will not Looking for another newspaper or magazine with publishing capabilities?"

Churchill laughed,

"The Times? Or the Daily Telegraph? Or the Royal Publishing Office?"

After hearing this, Wodehouse couldn't help laughing,

I really think too much.

He beckoned to the coachman.

The coachman ran over and opened the door of the carriage.

Churchill didn't get out of the car, but just said "wait for your good news" to Wodehouse, and then the old god closed his eyes and rested on the ground.

Wodehouse stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Briar Road.

Soon, the door was opened,

Lu Shi stood at the door, giving room to enter the house, and said at the same time, "Sir, why did you come here suddenly... Well, I see, you want to discuss the matter of polls, right? Please come in, and be careful where you step."

The bricked-up windows of Brea Row have been torn down and replaced with brand new glass,

The light of the morning sun entered the house, and there were almost no blind spots in the line of sight.

Wodehouse looked around. Although he didn't understand what to be careful about, he still followed the instructions and stepped into the door cautiously.

at this time,

"Meow~"

A meow came.

Wodehouse felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if something jumped from his feet to under the table in the house.

Lu Shi apologized: "I'm really sorry. This little guy doesn't know what's going on recently. He's so lively and likes to jump on the furniture. He even stained my manuscript yesterday."

Wodehouse was surprised: "Manuscript? Professor Lu has a new work?"

Lu Shi nodded,

"Yes, it's a drama. But the manuscript I'm talking about is the series of articles that were serialized in the "Manchester Guardian". Publish them."

"Royal... Royal Press? Deep...deep..."

Wodehouse said he was out of conversation.

Lu Shi smiled and explained: "In-depth cooperation. That is to say, I plan to cooperate with the Royal Publishing Bureau for a long time, such as poll questionnaires, and I plan to entrust them to print and distribute."

Wodehouse: ! ! !

He looked at Lu Shi in shock.

Lu Shi almost burst out laughing in his heart, but there was a calm expression on his face,

"Sir Wodehouse, it is admirable that you are willing to be an unsung hero by investing in a polling project in your own name, not as a Liberal or as an honorary chancellor of the University of London. By the way, you are going to write a cheque ?"

not in personal name...

It's not in the name of a person, hey!

Wodehouse's heart was bleeding, but he could only smile and pull out his checkbook,

While writing the amount, he said in a gentlemanly manner: "The most important thing we Liberals pay attention to is the freedom of expression. If there is such a project, I will certainly help the field."

As he spoke, he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.