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1969, January 1, New Year's Day.

Tsz Wan Shan Tsz Wan Uk Estate Fok Family.

"I'm full, I won't come back at noon. ”

After Huo Chengcai hurriedly finished eating the breakfast made by Huo's mother, he picked up his coat, turned around and walked towards Xinwu Estate, looking for his cousin-in-law Zhang Zhide.

"Hey, the dumplings are just cooked, eat the dumplings and then leave!" The grandmother who was cooking at the stove outside the door, looked at Huo Chengcai, who was leaving the house like the wind, and just shouted a few words, and saw that the person had already run to the corridor and was running downstairs.

"What's wrong with your old bean today? It's like being beaten with chicken blood?"

The grandmother walked into the house with a plate of dumplings and asked Huo Yaowen suspiciously, who was eating.

"Let's go find my uncle. Huo Yaowen pursed his lips and replied.

Yesterday I went home from Grandpa Kowloon.

Huo Yaowen found Lao Dou Huo Chengcai and asked him and his uncle Zhang Zhide to investigate how many publishing houses and publishing companies there are in Hong Kong in the recent period, and how many are capable of eating orders from the Education Department, and how many are not able to eat them, and all of them are classified and planned.

Seeing his son talking so seriously, Huo Chengcai was also a rare serious person, and discussed it with his uncle yesterday, and agreed to go out early this morning to investigate.

Huo Yaowen wanted to persuade him at that time, saying that he was not in a hurry about this matter, and there was no need to go on New Year's Day. But I don't know if it's because I've been running around and being busy with the registration of publishing companies in the recent past, which has aroused Huo Chengcai's heart that has long been calm enough to want to spend his old age in peace, and he ignored that it was New Year's Day, and went outside to investigate various publishing houses in Hong Kong according to his son Huo Yaowen's wishes.

Maybe it's really like the old saying: "When people reach middle age, everything is off, but the weather is cool and autumn." ”

Oh, no, it should be: "It's just not right, people are middle-aged and everything is off, how can I waste the spring and autumn." ”

"Looking for your uncle?" The mother was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "This New Year's Day will not let my uncle's family live a stable life, and I don't know what to do every day." ”

Huo Yaowen was busy defending his father: "It's that there have been some things in the publishing company recently, and I don't have much time, so I asked Lao Dou to help." ”

When the mother heard that it was her son's publishing company, she quickly changed her words and said: "That's it, it's okay, it's better to let your old bean go out for a run than to stay in the library every day." ”

“……”

Huo Yaowen was silent about his mother's unfair treatment of Lao Dou, lowered his head and began to eat the dumplings that his mother had just cooked on the table.

"What about the little sister? Haven't you gotten up yet? Didn't you say that you took Wanjun to the Tianhou Temple to watch a play today? What time is it, don't wait until the Tianhou Temple event is over. ”

As soon as the mother's voice fell, Huo Tingting in the bedroom responded: "Get up!"

"Hurry up, Wanjun is not very familiar with this piece, I will find it later, don't go to the wrong building, run the wrong way." Mother urged again.

"Know... Road... Finish... Mother!" Huo Tingting in the room pulled a long voice.

"This girl. ”

Grandma shook her head, she was already accustomed to her sister's indifference, and suddenly remembered the news she heard when she chatted with a group of mothers-in-law downstairs last afternoon, and said to Huo Yaowen, who was eating: "Awen, do you have anything to do today?"

"What?" Huo Yaowen looked up at his mother and was puzzled.

"Recently, the security in Hong Kong is not very good, your younger sister has to take Wanjun to the Tin Hau Temple to watch a play, I am afraid that her two girls' homes are not safe, if you have nothing to do today, follow them." ”

Thinking of the two buildings in the sixth and seventh buildings of the estate that I heard from the neighbor downstairs yesterday, a group of teenage children living there robbed the gold store with knives, Huo's mother was always very worried.

Fok Yiu-man remembered that many of the newspapers he had seen in the past two days had revealed the rise in the juvenile crime rate in Hong Kong in recent years. According to the report, since the British government abolished the death penalty in 1966 and established a juvenile correctional institution (similar to a juvenile correctional institution), which is supplemented by the punishment of juvenile offenders, many young people have gradually become fearless.

"Okay, I got it. Huo Yaowen nodded. Recently, Hong Kong's law and order has indeed been a little unpeaceful, and it seems that in my memory, after the 13th Taipo of Tsz Wan Shan broke into a major case in Hong Kong, in the next few years, Tsz Wan Estate gradually became a gathering place for many young troubled boys.

It looks like we're going to move out of here as soon as possible.

"Hmm. Seeing that Huo Yaowen agreed, Grandma also turned her head towards the bedroom and shouted again: "Sister, hurry up, I'll ask your brother to take you and Wanjun to Tianhou Temple together." ”

"Got it!!" Huo Tingting was changing her clothes in the house, listening to her grandmother's words outside, she said, "It's soon, it's fast." ”

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Literary World Newspaper.

Today, New Year's Day, many employees had already gone home from vacation yesterday, but there were still five or six people left in the newspaper office to guard.

"Alas......" A young clerk who had just joined the company looked at the mountains of manuscripts and letters, couldn't help but sigh, and asked the seniors next to him: "Brother Qiang, does the newspaper have to accept so many letters and manuscripts every day?"

"It's not every day. The middle-aged man who was called Brother Qiang, while writing something on the paper, turned his head and glanced at the young clerk, and said: "Recently, various schools have started to have holidays, and many students will try to write letters and submit articles, every year, you can just deal with some casually, and when you go to work tomorrow, there will be more people." ”

"Yes. When the young clerk heard it, he was a lot more relaxed, he thought that these submissions and letters would be read at one time today, and when he heard his predecessor Brother Qiang say this, he also began to pick and choose among the letters at random, trying to find some interesting letters and manuscripts to read.

After reading a few letters with beautiful fonts, I stuffed the letters back into the envelope and began to register them one by one.

At this time, the young clerk's eyes were drawn to a thick letter, which was mailed to the address of Jinling Girls' High School in Sanchong District, New Taipei City, Taiwan. (New Taipei City: Tai.North, avoid river crabs, use the city name that has been changed now).

When the letter was opened, a notepad was inside, and a folded white piece of paper was also dropped.

The young clerk simply flipped through the notepad, and the contents on it were all signed by some people, and looking at the names, it seemed that all of them were girls, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

After picking up the blank piece of paper and reading the contents of the letter, the young clerk couldn't help but say to Brother Qiang on the side in surprise: "Brother Qiang, my God, someone actually wrote a petition!!"

"What petition?" Brother Qiang said, turning his head in confusion.

"Lovers of Taiwan's "Sweet Honey" petitioned the author Fusheng to hold a signing party in New Taipei City, and a total of more than 70 people signed it, and all of them seemed to be a female middle school student. The young clerk said enviously.

"Sweet Honey", which has been published in the past month or so, has been a big hit, and the editor-in-chief, Deng McKee, is not to mention how happy he is, and he walks in the newspaper office on weekdays.

And so far, almost 250,000 copies have been sold, and it will not be long before it will exceed 300,000 copies.

The first book was published, and it sold 300,000 copies, which is undoubtedly an opportunity for a new writer to become famous.

"Show me. ”

Brother Qiang took the letter and notepad.

"Dear Editor-in-Chief of Literary World,

Hello!

We are students of Jinling Girls' High School in Sanchong District, New Taipei City, Taiwan, and my classmates and I are very fond of the book "Sweet Honey" published by your society, and we also like the author of this book, Mr. Fu Sheng. To this end, we have established the New Taipei City Fusheng Book Fans Association, and the number of members has reached 137 so far.

We know that Mr. Fusheng is far away in Hong Kong, and it is difficult for him to come to Taiwan to hold a book signing, but the fans of our Fusheng Book Club are very eager to see Mr. Fusheng in person and get his autograph, so I hope that after seeing our petition, your club can discuss with Mr. Fusheng, and there are such a group of book fans who like and love his works in Taiwan......"

The sample text of this petition is very standard, but if you look at the font, you can know that it is a girl, which is quite in line with the buyer of the romance of "Sweet Honey".

Brother Qiang touched his chin, the signing meeting is not something that ordinary authors can hold. So far, there are only a few authors who hold book signings in Hong Kong, and they only need to contact some large bookstores and then sign them in the bookstores.

In Hong Kong, there is not much of a problem, but if you go to Taiwan across the sea, the cost will be much higher, and the publishing work in Taiwan has been handed over to Aoki Publishing House, and the publicity and distribution are all handed over to Aoki Publishing House, so it seems that there is no need to hold such a signing party.

However, this is only Brother Qiang's personal opinion, and he still has to ask the editor-in-chief, he said: "I have collected the things, and when the editor-in-chief comes over tomorrow, I will personally hand them over to him." ”

"Will you arrange for Fusheng to go to Taiwan for a book signing?" asked the young clerk.

Brother Qiang shook his head: "I don't know, it still depends on the arrangement of the editor-in-chief, and Mr. Huo's meaning, but I don't think it will be done, after all, it is very troublesome to go to Taiwan, not only to negotiate with the local bookstore, but also to contact the people of Aoki Publishing House for help, anyway, if you don't hold a signing meeting, it will sell as well, so there is no need to hold any signing meeting." ”

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