Rebirth of Hong Kong Island: I am a world tycoon

In order to facilitate the code word, Chen Zhixue in the company's office and villa have purchased a typewriter and printing equipment, at night, Chen Zhixue, who stopped continuing to code words, had a dinner, received a call from Yu Congmeng, director of the company's distribution department.

"Boss, I called you to give you a brief report on today's company. Yu Congmeng's voice on the phone was very good, she was the only female minister among the nine ministers, plus the head of finance and the head of human resources, the company's middle management was actually three women.

"Well, you say!" Yu

Congmeng continued: "That's right, we delivered 100,000 newspapers to the newsstand stalls very early, and the summary information received by the company is that by about 11 o'clock at noon, all 100,000 newspapers have been given away, and the gifts are basically customers who buy literary newspapers or literary magazines. From the follow-up survey, we learned that many readers are particularly fond of your novel, 80% of them have turned back to ask the newsstand owner if there is still our newspaper the next day, and many readers have left messages with the newsstand owner hoping that today's issue of the newspaper can be printed and sold, and most of the customers' messages said that even if they charge a fee, they just want to use it for collection, and it can be seen that they have read the newspaper through others. "

It is impossible to increase the printing and distribution, although the printing cost is not high, but as the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, so that our newspaper will be hyped up, and the newspaper of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow cannot be increased, as for the newspaper of the fourth day, conservative printing of 300,000 copies, not in a hurry, the rest will wait for me to come to the company tomorrow." Chen Zhixue hung up the phone after speaking, although he had been a writer in his previous life, and his hand speed was no problem, but the workload of coding words in the past three days was too great, he was too tired, and he needed to rest.

In this era, it is the first time that a regular literary newspaper has been issued for free, the quality of the novel is good, and it is updated with 30,000 words at a time.

In Hong Kong Island society, the influence brought about by the "Creation Literature Newspaper" is constantly fermenting, and there is a copy of the "Creation Literature Newspaper" in front of the desks of martial arts masters such as Jin Yong, Liang Xisheng, and Gu Hui!

There is no doubt that "Xun Qin Ji" has become popular, and at the same time, the "Creation Literature Newspaper" has also come to people's field of vision, and there are more and more people discussing "Xun Qin Ji" in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island's teahouses and restaurants, and Huang Xiaoyi, a new author who has recently appeared since "Jing Chu Zheng Xiongji" After appearing in public, he once again led a more popular novel back.

It was late at night, and Chen Zhixue also fell into a deep sleep as the moon rose.

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Early the next morning, Chen Zhixue still got up early, except for a little sore arm, but he was not sleepy, after washing, he went out to the seaside road outside the door, jogging along the sidewalk on the side of the road.

And all over Hong Kong Island, newsstands have long been crowded with many readers, those who are quick to grab a copy, those who are slow, can only cover their faces and sigh, and some people even fight because of a newspaper.

"Can you sell me your newspaper for a dollar for a dollar?" a reader who didn't grab the newspaper thought of a way to talk to those who got the newspaper, hoping to buy the other party's newspaper with the money.

"I think too much, I don't sell it for ten yuan, I'm a big fan of "Xun Qin", and it makes sense to keep it as a collection!" said passer-by A, who got the newspaper, with a disdainful face.

At this time, the money is still very valuable, and it is only a penny or two to take a boat or a bus, and the current money is worth ten times the value of the future according to the price.

At this time, a middle-aged uncle who grabbed the newspaper next to him said triumphantly: "Pretty boy, when I finish reading and sell it to you, five yuan, do you want it, don't pull it down, I heard that it is only limited to 100,000 copies, you must know that Hong Kong Island has a population of millions, and people who don't buy too much want to buy it!"

At this time, it was not yet time for Genesis Media.

After the exercise, it was already past eight o'clock, Chen Zhixue had a slow breakfast in the villa, and then took Daniel Zhang and four other bodyguards to drive to the company, because the Rolls-Royce bought only four seats, and Chen Zhixue spent tens of thousands of dollars to carry an ordinary car, and every time he traveled, the other four bodyguards could also follow.

10 a.m., 26th Floor, Ai Qin Road Commercial Building.

Chen Zhixue took the bodyguard into the company, at this time the company was a busy scene, many employees were on the phone, the management area, the ministers were discussing work problems, and when they saw the boss coming in, they shouted in unison: "Good morning, boss!"

Chen Zhixue nodded and ordered them to come into the chairman's office, which is Chen Zhixue's private office.

It's time to find a general manager, I can't always manage the company, this is not the job that a boss should have, I am not a person who is good at management, I have a specialization in the industry, or I need to find a professional leader to take care of the company.

Chen Zhixue thought to himself.

"Yu Congmeng, you report to me about the current situation of the company. Chen Zhixue asked towards Yu Congmeng.

"Yes boss, the company is running normally now, according to the latest news, this morning, less than half an hour, our 100,000 newspapers were swept away, our company's newspaper is on fire, now many corporate brands call, want to advertise in our newspaper, the price is very high, we sent the boss, do you see that we are going to advertise in the newspaper tomorrow?" Yu Congmeng said excitedly.

"No, if you don't accept advertisements during the free period, you won't accept advertisements, our popularity should be wider, and we need a good reputation from readers, in addition, I plan to establish branches in Baodao and Singapore-Malaysia, and the future readers will not only be millions of people on Hong Kong Island, but also more audiences!" Chen Zhixue's appetite is very big, and a small Hong Kong Island can't satisfy him.

In the office of the headquarters of the "Ming Pao" newspaper, at this time, the editor-in-chief Xu Hui was holding a copy of the "Creation Literature Newspaper" and reading "Xun Qin Ji".

As the editor-in-chief of the top newspapers and magazines on Hong Kong Island, his vision is very vicious, but he is still amazed by "The Story of Qin", relatively speaking, it cannot be said that the work of "The Story of Qin" surpasses Jin Yong's novel, but each has its own advantages, the only thing that worries him is that judging from the figures published in "The Story of Qin" in the past two days, it will be too terrifying if it continues.

Generally, it would be good for a newspaper to serialize a novel, and it would be good to occupy half of the page, but "Xun Qin Ji" directly occupies almost all the pages of the "Creation Literature Newspaper", leaving only a little space for illustrations and funny stories.

At this time, the phone on the desk rang, and Xu Hui picked up the microphone and picked it up: "Hey, who are you?"

"It's me Pei Zhuo, Lao Xu, what do you think of the "Creation Literature Newspaper"?" The caller was Pei Zhuo, the editor-in-chief of the "Hong Kong Island Literature Newspaper".

"All I can say is that the wolf is coming!" Xu Hui sighed.

"Do you have any coping methods?" Pei Zhuo asked curiously.

Xu Hui smiled and said: "We have Jin Yong behind us, and there are many famous artists, but we are not afraid of anything, what means can we have, not to mention that only relying on one book and one author, it will be popular for a while, and it may not be popular for a lifetime, wait and see what happens! After

hanging up the phone, Xu Hui leaned back in his chair and smoked, wondering if he could pull the new author Huang Xiaoyi into the lineup of "Ming Pao".