Xiangjiang giants

Chapter 2 "Creation"

At this time, due to the Cold War, Hong Kong is still adopting the barrier policy. As long as An Yifei successfully arrives in the center of Hong Kong, he can successfully obtain an ID card here and live here.As for conditions such as having a skill and being able to participate in labor, it is not a problem for him.You know, An Yifei was actually an excellent tour guide when he was young in his time, but unfortunately, because of getting older, he became decadent after successive blows in his career and family.Not only Cantonese, An Yifei can also speak fluent English and Japanese, versatile.

An Yifei came from near Fanling in the northeast corner of Hong Kong. There is no big difference between this place and the countryside in many places in the mainland. Hong Kong is also in a transitional period in this era. The great development is actually a matter of the 80s, and it is still very backward.

"Hey, pretty boy, can you take a ride?" It was a vehicle transporting butchered chickens and ducks to the urban area, and An Yifei was moved by the driver's shout.

"Thank you, brother." After putting the big bag on his back into the cockpit, An Yifei sat in the passenger seat.

The driver is a man in his 30s, with a standard Cantonese appearance, and he seems very talkative, "Little boy, when did you swim here?"

"The day before yesterday, big brother, are there any policemen on this road?" An Yifei replied following the driver's words, not wanting to reveal that he had a lot of money.

"Haha, you look like a young boy, I came here six years ago. Don't be afraid, I know all the policemen here. Hong Kong is a bit chaotic, but there are many opportunities, come on."

It has to be said that An Yifei's luck has improved. This car was transporting fresh food to downtown Hong Kong, and it took him directly to Cheung Sha Wan near Kowloon before releasing him.The driver also told him where to apply for his ID card as if he was a little brother, and then bid farewell.

"Going out to meet noble people, it seems that my luck has improved. The bad luck in my previous life should be gone forever, right?"

An Yifei, who was still carrying a mountaineering bag alone, successfully found a bank and exchanged all the remaining 2000 old soft sister coins into Hong Kong dollars.Then, relying on fluent Cantonese with a Hong Kong flavor, I successfully rented a house near Dapu Road.In this era, Hong Kong's per capita income is not much higher than that of the mainland. Most citizens who work in factories only earn more than 1000 Hong Kong dollars a month, but their consumption is many times that of the mainland.The cost of renting a house is about 20.00% of the salary, so he rented an apartment with a small bathroom very smoothly. Although there is only one room, it can be regarded as a place to stay, so he doesn't have to wander anymore.

The application for the ID card was also smoother than he had imagined. After answering a few questions and being fluent in Cantonese and English, the application was completed. Since then, An Yifei has become a Hong Kong resident.

"Oh, I really don't want to be bloody. Do we still have to plagiarize the novel first?" After simply cooking a meal in the apartment, An Yifei sat there in a daze, thinking about his future plans. I missed so many opportunities in my previous life, and was finally pushed down by other people at the bottom of society.

"Now is 1975, first set yourself a three-year goal. This year, Jiayi TV Station started broadcasting, but three years later, it declared bankruptcy. It was inappropriate to make movies in the 70s. Xiangjiang's demographic dividend broke out in the 80s. That era was the golden age of movies, before that, I had to make a lot of money and lay a good foundation.”

Standing up and looking at himself in the mirror, An Yifei felt strange. Ever since he began to subconsciously follow the "Dao Cang Jing" to practice the internal exercises above, he began to change.In his previous life, he was a handsome guy when he was young, but unfortunately he was only 169 cm tall.But after staying in Shenzhen and coming to Hong Kong these days, he felt that he was growing taller rapidly, and he actually grew to 175 centimeters in more than half a year.Now even if he returns to the original time and space, acquaintances will no longer know him.

The increase in height is only one aspect, another aspect is that An Yifei feels that his body flexibility and physique are also increasing.Because the mother who died of dystocia had a quarter of Caucasian blood, in the long war years, his great-grandmother was a White Russian.So this kind of inheritance makes An Yifei's facial contours have a little Caucasian lines, with sharp edges and corners, as if carved by a knife. When he was short, he was not very conspicuous, but now after getting rid of the "third-class disabled", he looks exceptionally handsome.

Although he has returned to the age of more than ten years old, the years of psychological suffering have made him appear very calm, and he is not in a hurry for future plans, "In today's Hong Kong film industry, Bruce Lee has just died for more than a year, which is the period when there is no film. And there is a corrupt family and master-apprentice system. If you want to do something, you have to start from an apprentice step by step. There is no such thing as a majestic thing in the Internet. Writing a script? Heh, probably in In such an environment, there will be no dregs left, let alone money.”

The rented small apartment has no balcony. An Yifei stood by the window and looked at Hong Kong, which is still relatively dilapidated. Funding is the right way. Now is the era of gradually moving towards the dollar standard, and it is also the initial period of rapid development of the global economy, which cannot be missed”

After making plans for the next few years, An Yifei began his "plagiarism" career.Not to mention memory, in the previous life, he made enough preparations to make himself disappear in the mountains and dense forests. There are tens of thousands of various novels in the tablet phone of the Android system. For movies, he also bought an external hard drive for a mobile phone on a certain treasure. Although there are only 2 T, it is full of movies.Now, these will be the capital for his future fortune.

Of course there is electricity in the apartment, and when the mobile phone is fully charged, An Yifei begins to "create" his first novel.Unlike the protagonists of other time-travel novels he has read, he doesn't like Huang Yi's "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", especially Shi Feixuan.According to what he said: "You are a monk, so it's okay to pretend to be coercive, so what do you do with so many nosy things? And it's like a novel said: do things that destroy humanity by holding the banner of heaven", that kind of The feeling of vomiting that I really think of myself as a god makes An Yifei complain every time he sees the back. The author also writes inexplicably why Kou Zhong finally retired. In order not to revise the history, Master Huang wrote the protagonist in the second half as A piece of crap with zero IQ and EQ.This is what An Yifei doesn't like very much. The logic that is almost out of touch with the first half of the novel is hard to swallow.

Therefore, An Yifei's first "created" novel was "Overturning the Rain and Overturning the Clouds", which is also the only Huang Yi novel he likes, why not "Looking for the Qin Dynasty"? "Please, why can't I have children after time travel? A life of failure, why not just write that Xiang Shaolong lost a body part after time travel. It's inexplicable."

This is a novel of more than 190 million words. After copying [-] words, An Yifei sent the manuscript to "Oriental Daily". He knew that the remuneration given by Mr. Cha's "Ming Pao" was very low, maybe for a little fame It can be considered, but what he is thinking about now is money, the more the better.

With rent and daily expenses, An Yifei's wallet has already bottomed out, so he continues to pay attention to the news of his manuscript, and the waiting time is half a month.

"Ah Wu, what's the matter?" Guo Xingrong, the editor of "Oriental Daily", looked at the little fat man opposite, wondering what kind of medicine he had taken, with an excited expression on his face.

"Brother Rong, someone mailed a novel of excellent quality. I read it, and it is no worse than Jin Yong's. Now there are no good writers in Hong Kong Island. This is our chance." The manuscript sent by Fei was handed over to the editor-in-chief's desk.

Guo Xingrong knew his little brother, so he wouldn't be so excited about ordinary things, so he couldn't help but get curious, picked up the manuscript and started to read it, and after reading it, he was immersed in it.Huang Yangwu didn't bother him either, because it was the same when he saw this book by chance from a pile of submissions.

"This author is very talented, Ah Wu, I'll leave it to you. I'll post it for a few days to see the response. Well... the manuscript fee will be calculated as one hundred thousand words first." Seeing that Huang Yangwu was about to leave, Guo Xingrong stopped him, " Sigh, wait a minute. When you go to talk to him, don’t talk dead, if the reader buys it, you have to hold on to him, if not, you can pay the highest remuneration, in short, hold him firmly in your hands”

After Huang Yangwu left, Guo Xingrong thought about it and went to his boss, Ma Xiru.

"Ah Rong, you did a good job in this matter. What we lack now is not money, but a lack of background. Other newspapers have writers and professional writers who pretend to be window-dressing, and we are still working with brothers and sisters Ni Kuang and Yi Shu. Negotiation, so, if it is a talent, then firmly grasp it, willing to spend some money, but also to build our own culture. Always being called a lace tabloid, you and I are uncomfortable"

The Ma Xiru brothers who founded this newspaper can be regarded as people in the world, so they don't care much about money.This is also the reason why An Yifei was the first to think of them as a posterity, each takes what he needs.

An Yifei knew that if he chose "Ming Pao", as a newcomer, he would be paid at most fifty thousand words, and at most it would not exceed Ni Kuang's three hundred thousand words."Oriental Daily" is different. As a newspaper that has only been published for a few years, they are in urgent need of an important writer to decorate their appearance. They are not as stingy with money as other newspapers. On the contrary, they should be generous.

Sure enough, as he expected, Huang Yangwu who came to visit brought him a very flexible contract, which stated the terms of increasing the remuneration according to the sales volume, which made him very satisfied.Moreover, the check of [-] Hong Kong dollars brought by the fat man also solved his trouble of having an empty wallet.

"Mr. Huang, call me Ah Fei if you can afford it, and I will rely on you to take care of me in the future." It seems that An Yifei, who is on the left and right, is actually a soul close to 50 years old. A chrysanthemum rose.

"Okay, Ah Fei, the speed is quite fast, and this is a manuscript of [-] words. Don't say anything about Mr. Huang, and call me Brother Wu in the future. Don't worry, Brother Wu will help you in the future. Thousand words and a hundred yuan are less , if the sales volume goes up, thousands of words and thousands of yuan are also possible.”

"Okay, Brother Wu, I will rely on you to take care of me in the future"

Huang Yangwu left happily, sent it to the door and came back.An Yifei clapped the check in his hand and smiled slightly, "This is just the first step."

(End of this chapter)