It's still early to see the time.

Huo Yaowen took his uncle and walked towards the factory in Bofulin behind the school.

The factory was built 20 years ago, and now it has been more than 40 years, and it is overgrown with weeds and looks very barren. However, there is something to be happy about, that is, there is a fence around the factory, and there is also a gravel road at the entrance, which is not very far from the section of the road that the government has built in Pokfulam in the past two years.

After the official opening of the publishing house, there was no problem with transportation, and even cars could be parked within the fence.

Having taken the keys to the factory earlier, Huo Yaowen and Zhang Zhide walked into the big iron gate of the factory and glanced at the vast construction site surrounded by walls.

"It's a big place. Zhang Zhide was a little stunned, he only thought it was an ordinary factory, but he didn't expect that there was a fence around the periphery.

"Well, there's not a lot of space in there. ”

The two walked around the periphery a few times, and after a brief chat about the outside layout, Huo Yaowen used the key to open the factory door.

Suddenly, a pungent stench like a sewer came to my nose.

Huo Yaowen subconsciously raised his hand to cover his nose, frowned, and glanced at the environment inside, it was not very big, only more than a thousand square meters, but there were no superfluous buildings inside, except for a few support columns, there were almost no extra walls.

It is boxy, does not require much engineering, and is very suitable for re-modification.

Compared with Huo Yaowen's frowning, Zhang Zhide didn't seem to have much reaction to the stench, and walked straight inside, looking at the windows on the walls around him, most of them were broken, and there were glass shards scattered on the ground.

In the middle of the factory, there is also a lot of garbage left behind, a lot of rags and scraps are piled up there, not to mention dust, almost even the air is mixed with a lot of dust.

After Zhang Zhide looked at it, he turned back to Huo Yaowen and said: "There is a lot of space here, and there are no superfluous buildings, it is much more convenient to renovate, but I don't know if there is a water source, printing needs water, and wastewater treatment is also a problem." ”

"There's a water source here. Huo Yaowen said: "There is a reservoir in the back, the water source is not a problem, as for the wastewater treatment, I discussed with the school before, they will hand over the wastewater treatment equipment of the previous publishing house to us, and then arrange for workers to dig a drainage canal in the ground." After that, the sewage will be discharged to the sewage treatment area at the back of HKU. ”

The University of Hong Kong and the Chinese University of Hong Kong each built their own private sewage treatment sites last year to treat the sewage discharged from university buildings.

However, even then, most of them are simply filtered, and then transported through pipelines to the vicinity of Tai Shing Paper Mill in the eastern part of Aberdeen, and then discharged directly into the sea.

Now this era is the era of rapid industrial development, and there are not many people who mention environmental pollution, and they are more concerned about how the industry will continue to flourish.

Although Huo Yaowen knows that pollution is not good, there is no way to do it, and the times do not allow him to mention environmental pollution.

Although Hong Kong's industrial base is not developed, its manufacturing industry has already had a great influence in Southeast Asia, and 80% of Hong Kong Island's wealthy businessmen are engaged in manufacturing-related businesses, such as hardware, plastic flowers, clothing zippers, toys and other manufacturing industries.

These industries will produce sewage, almost all of which are directly discharged into the sea, and when everyone is the same, Huo Yaowen will naturally not do anything special.

Zhang Zhide nodded, as long as the problem of sewage can be treated and solved, the printing factory is basically not much of a problem, he pointed to the inside of the factory, made a simple comparison, and said: "Remove the printing room on the left, and make a separate cut, typesetting, and a special place to store the font. ”

"In terms of factory reconstruction, uncle, you can just plan. Huo Yaowen let go of the hand covering his nose and continued: "We only have more than a month to rebuild, and by the time we get to February, we must be able to start construction." ”

Zhang Zhide calculated the previously scheduled construction period, "It should be in time, tomorrow I will let the people from the engineering team come here to have a look, and start work directly after it is confirmed." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two of them walked around the factory again, looked at what needed to be repaired, and found that there was nothing else that needed to be repaired, except for the glass windows, which needed to be reinstalled.

After coming out of the factory, Huo Yaowen and Zhang Zhide ran to the reservoir behind the factory to take a look, which was now full of stinky water accumulated over the years, with a layer of green moss floating on it, and they actually saw a few small fish swimming happily on the surface of the water.

"I'm afraid the price negotiated before is not enough. Zhang Zhide didn't expect the inside of the reservoir to be so dirty, and when the time came, not only did he have to arrange someone to clean it up, but he also had to re-pave it with new cement, so that the money would probably be a little insufficient.

Huo Yaowen frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I will solve it in terms of money." ”

In the second part of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", he has also written seventy or eighty thousand words in the past half a month, although it is not much, but the price of a manuscript fee of 100 words can also be 7 or 8000.

Moreover, Deng McKee called before and said that "Sweet Honey" has sold more than 200,000 copies in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and according to the original sharing ratio, 5 percent, there should be a lot of manuscript fees.

With a little frugality, you should be able to stick to the publishing house.

Zhang Zhide said: "If you need it, I still have tens of thousands of yuan." ”

"No need, uncle. Huo Yaowen smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about money, I still have a lot of manuscript fees, which is enough to support us to open for business." ”

"Good. Zhang Zhide saw that Huo Yaowen insisted, and he didn't say anything.

...

Jinling Girls' High School, Sanchong District, New Taipei City, Taiwan.

At this time, the school has ended, but in the activity room, there are a large number of young girls who exude the atmosphere of youth, they are chattering and discussing something with their friends next to them, and from time to time they let out pleasant crisp laughter.

"Be quiet, be quiet! Give me silence!!"

Zhang Liren, who organized this event, roared a few times, seeing that there were too many people in the activity room, all of them seemed to be deaf, and couldn't help but show anger on his face, regardless of the persuasion of Qingxia next to him, he jumped on a table at once, holding the rattle in the activity room in his hand, shaking desperately.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

Take a look.

As the bell rang, many of the girls in the room quieted down, and they all looked at Zhang Liren standing on the table suspiciously.

"Alright, everyone be quiet and listen to me!!"

Seeing that everyone was finally quiet, Zhang Liren coughed twice, moistened his throat, and said: "Today is the first time that the Jinling Girls' High School Fusheng Book Lovers Association has held an event, and the purpose of my gathering is mainly to want you to sign this petition." ”

"Petition?"

"What do you mean, Liren. ”

"Can you make that clear?"

The girls in the room looked puzzled, wondering what the petition meant.

"Quiet and quiet!" Zhang Liren yelled a few words again, and saw that everyone stopped talking, so he continued: "Yesterday, I had a cousin who came back from Hong Kong to visit relatives, and she was also a fan of Fusheng's books, and she also had Fusheng's autograph on her book. ”

"Wow, there's a signature!!"

"Liren, your cousin is so happy!"

"Listen to me!"

In the face of so many noisy girls, Zhang Liren really had a headache, glanced at Qingxia next to her, asked her to hand over the notebook in her hand, took the notebook and said: "I know that everyone wants Fusheng's autograph, but he is far away in Hong Kong, so I am going to write a letter to the Hong Kong's "Literary World" newspaper, hoping that they can discuss with Fusheng to see if they can come to Taiwan to hold a signing party, so that we can all have Fusheng's autograph." But considering that my ability alone is limited, I hope that all the students of the Fusheng Book Lovers Club can sign their names on this booklet, and petition the author Fusheng to come to Taiwan to hold a signing party!!"

Hearing this, there was a lot of discussion in the house again.

"It would be great if you could get an autograph from Ukiyo. ”

"The signing meeting, that means that Fusheng will be there in person? Wow, I'm looking forward to seeing Fusheng's true face, Yishu said that she loves Fusheng the most. ”

"Really, really, when did you say that?"

"Didn't you read the preface of the book? Yishu said that she was shy and unwilling to admit the author's floating handsomeness. ”

"What does that mean!!"

"Stupid, she's so straightforward, you can't even see it?"

"When you say that, it seems to be true. ”

All of a sudden, the topic of Yishu's liking for floating life spread among the girls around him again.

Before Zhang Liren could stop the chattering girls, someone below shouted: "Are you sure we wrote a petition, and Fusheng can come to us to sign it?"

"Not to sign for us. Zhang Liren replied: "I invited Fusheng to hold a signing party in our New Taipei City, and basically everyone in our Fusheng Book Club bought "Sweet Honey", and we can definitely get autographs at the signing meeting, and if you have the opportunity, you can also take a group photo together!"

"We've all bought it, so we'll be able to get autographs at the signing session?"

"I can take a group photo!"

"I really want to see with my own eyes if the floating growth is as handsome as in the photos. ”

"It's definitely true, Yishu said that Mr. Fusheng Huo is very handsome. ”

"I'm looking forward to it!"

All of a sudden, all the schoolgirls began to fantasize about being able to see the author of the photograph with their own eyes.

Zhang Liren saw that everyone was discussing, and also said: "Okay, okay, everyone don't quarrel, everyone will take the pen I provided, write your name on the booklet, remember to be neat, don't give people a messy feeling." ”

With that, she jumped off the table, placed the booklet on the table, and commanded the book clubmates to line up one by one to sign autographs.

"How about Qingxia, I said that everyone will definitely agree!" Watching the classmates line up one by one to sign autographs, Zhang Liren turned around and smiled at Qingxia.

Qingxia pursed her lips and asked, "Are you sure that the floating life will come to us for a signing party?"

Qingxia was relieved. ”

Zhang Liren smiled and said, "Send the petition, Fusheng will definitely come!"