When the publishers left the newspaper office with satisfied smiles, Lin Cheng stopped Paul Li, who was full of disgruntle, and said, "Uncle Li, I'm sorry just now, my speech was too direct, and I may have offended you." ”

Paul Li lowered his head and didn't speak, and said in a low voice for a long time: "There is no need to apologize, after all, you are the owner of the newspaper, if you have any ideas in the future, just give an order directly, and I will definitely implement it without discount." ”

Lin Cheng said with a smile: "Uncle Li, I know you are still angry, but there were outsiders just now, and I can't say some things, now that they are not here, I will tell you directly, I will give you another 10 million, no matter what means you use, you will give me all the newsstands, convenience stores, and supermarkets owned by the publisher, and then publish a recruitment notice to help me recruit enough 500 newspaper distributors." ”

Although the publisher's threat to raise the price this time ended with Lin Cheng's compromise and concession, what kind of person is Lin Cheng, he is simply an unscrupulous capitalist with a sweet belly, since those publishers don't let him have a good time, Lin Cheng simply robs them of their jobs to see who is ruthless.

Li Paul was shocked when he heard this, and said excitedly: "Lin Sheng, what do you mean...... Is it our newspaper's own distribution channel?"

Lin Cheng sneered: "Hmph, those stupid worms who are not greedy enough, think that they can blackmail me if they master the distribution channels, and I, Lin Cheng, am not short of money, how can I be blackmailed by these ants?!"

Paul Li laughed and said: "Okay, well! As long as our newspaper has a complete distribution channel, then we will be able to grasp the full initiative like other major newspapers in Hong Kong." Lin Sheng, I'm sorry, I blamed you just now, in fact, I ......"

Lin Cheng waved his hand and interrupted him: "Uncle Li, you are the cousin of Wennu, that is, my cousin, there is no need to be so polite between us." By the way, since the distribution channel must be built by itself, and the upstream printing house cannot be left behind, Uncle Li, if you have time, go to Shekou to buy a printing house and come back, I will never give others the opportunity to blackmail me again. ”

Paul Li smiled excitedly: "Okay, Mr. Lin is very thoughtful." ”

……

On August 18, 1997, the people of Xiangjiang were very fond of the number "8", which was undoubtedly a very good day, and the first day of publication of the revised edition of the "Daily Express" was today.

From seven o'clock in the morning, the hustle and bustle of the international metropolis of Xiangjiang wakes up, and the main road is full of traffic, and men and women rushing to work and school are in a hurry.

Many office workers or student parties hurriedly walked to work or school with pineapple buns in one hand and milk in the other.

As an international metropolis and the financial center of Asia, the pace of people's life is very fast, especially today is a Monday, and the office workers and student parties are pouring out, which makes the whole city extremely lively.

If you look down on the city of Xiangjiang from the sky, especially the Xiangjiang Island and Kowloon districts, where every inch of land is at a premium, you will find that the dense traffic crowd is moving quickly like ants moving, heading towards countless forked roads.

At 7:45 a.m., Zhang Huiwen, a third-year secondary school student, didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she rushed to school in a hurry.

Yesterday was the weekend, and it happened that Li Ming, one of the four kings of Xiangjiang, held a concert in the Red Pavilion, Zhang Hui, who was born in a middle-class family, was extremely infatuated with Li Tianwang, so she watched the concert with a group of financially capable classmates in the evening, the concert was very exciting, they kept seeing twelve o'clock in the evening, causing her to get up late today, and even the alarm clock could wake her up, until her mother called her up for breakfast, she found that the time was half past seven.

Zhang Huiwen is a good girl, she has never been absent from work since she was a child, she doesn't want to break this glorious record today, so she runs all the way to school today.

But when she passed by a newsstand on the street, a huge color photo of Li Tianwang in a newspaper hit her in the eye, making her walk slow down unconsciously.

Around the newsstands, there was also an endless stream of people who came to buy newspapers, and they bought the same newspaper with a huge color photo of King Li.

Soon, the newspaper that was originally stacked high was about to bottom, Zhang Huiwen could no longer hold back the love for Li Tianwang in his heart, rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed the last newspaper in his hand, and suddenly there was a sighing voice around him, obviously others felt very sorry for not fighting for the newspaper.

Zhang Huiwen couldn't wait to open the newspaper and flip to the B stack that published entertainment news to quickly browse, the entertainment page did not disappoint her, and the front page headlines were the news of her idol Li Tianwang.

The news content is the grand occasion of the last concert of Li Tianwang Red Hall last night, such as the popular song that Li Tianwang sang, what stylish clothes he wore, how enthusiastic the fans were off-stage, and so on.

Originally, these contents were very favored by Zhang Huiwen, but Zhang Huiwen's eyes were stung by a pretty figure in the corner below the huge photo of Li Tianwang at this time.

I saw the news headline next to the photo read: "Sitting in a real relationship? Li Ming's scandal heroine Shu Qi appeared in the Red Pavilion, and the audience frequently interacted with the king of heaven!"

"Oops! I'm so angry! Shu Qi, a little from a third-level background, has the qualifications to be with Li Ming!" Zhang Huiwen jumped to his feet and scolded as he looked at the scandal of his idol.

Zhang Huiwen seemed to be dizzy, and walked towards the school with a big grin without paying the newspaper money, and the newsstand owner hurriedly stopped Zhang Huiwen and said, "Little guy, you don't have to pay for the newspaper?"

Zhang Huiwen immediately stopped when she heard this, with an embarrassed look on her face, especially when she found that the newspaper called "Daily Express" was very sufficient, and the front page was full of color photos, which made her even more worried.

Usually those thin black and white newspapers cost four or five stewed chickens, and this thick color newspaper should be simmered at least eight or ten, this is her lunch money today, which makes her a little painful.

With apprehension, Zhang Huiwen asked softly: "Boss, how much is this newspaper?"

She had already decided that if this newspaper was more than eight stewed chickens, she would ask for money and not buy this newspaper.

"It's not expensive, two stewed chickens. The boss replied.

"What! It's only two stewed chickens?" Zhang Huiwen was shocked, only two stewed chickens were sold in such a thick newspaper, Nima I can definitely afford it!

"It's just two stewed chickens, and I don't know if the owner of this newspaper is crazy, such a good newspaper only sells two stewed chickens, and we don't make any money. The boss said depressedly.

"Well, I'll give you two stewed chickens. Zhang Huiwen didn't care whether the newspaper boss was stupid or not, she felt that she could buy such a large newspaper with two stewed chickens.

However, she didn't be happy for long, and when she raised her hand and saw the electronic watch on her wrist, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh", "It's over, I'm going to be late!"

With that, he hurriedly stuffed the newspaper onto his school bag, and then ran desperately like a motorcycle, with his slender two little short legs.

The scene that happened just now was staged in a cycle in countless newsstands, convenience stores, and bookstores, and "Daily Express" did not surprise Lin Cheng, and it became completely popular.

Forty-eight layouts, stacked ideas by category, appalling titles, and an explosive two-chicken stew price...... All of this deeply attracted the citizens of Xiangjiang, resulting in the "Daily Express" being snatched up as soon as it was put on the shelves.

Publishers kept calling to urge the newspaper to give them a little more share, and the newspaper kept making phone calls, asking the printing house to print and reprint, and this morning's newspaper office building was all occupied by the ringing of telephones.

At noon, Zhang Huiwen, who was originally late for school, opened the entertainment version of "Daily Express" after lunch, only to feel that the depression of the whole day today was gone, and she only felt that with the newspaper in hand, all the news gossip of celebrities could not escape her eyes, and it was all under control.

"Li Ming is really handsome, but don't be fooled by Shu Qi's vixen! I want to contact the presidents of the major fan clubs and jointly oppose Li Ming and Shu Qi's drag!" Zhang Huiwen said firmly.

In the same school, Zhang Xiaoming, a second-year secondary school student, opened the serialized version of the novel of the B2 stack of "Daily Express", and couldn't wait to watch "Breaking the Sky", when he saw Xiao Yan say the extremely enthusiastic sentence "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor boy" to his fiancée who came to withdraw from the marriage, Zhang Xiaoming stood up with a "poof", and only felt that his soul was burning because of this sentence.

"Okay, good, Xiao Yan, I'll top you! You said it so well, 'Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor youth', you will definitely rise strongly, let that little regret it for the rest of your life!" Zhang Xiaoming, whose soul had been completely burned, slapped the table and shouted.

In an antique shop in Kowloon, the owner of the antique shop, Dou Desan, couldn't wait to open the novel version, and was immediately attracted by the incomparably mysterious and mysterious atmosphere of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

"Hehe, Cao Cao is really a white-faced traitor, and even the 'Touching Gold Captain' has been rectified, it turns out that the ancestor of those tomb robbers is Cao Cao!" Dou Desan said with a smile.

"There were three oil lamps on the man's body, one on his head and the other two on his shoulder. It is said that it is the yang fire on the human body, and when you walk at night, if someone calls your name, do not look to both sides, if it is blown out, it will summon the ghost to the ghost. ”

"Damn, this text is too infiltrating, how do I feel a gloomy feeling, I still don't go out on the street at night, and watch TVB's gossip mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas with my wife and children. Dou De said tremblingly.

In a skyscraper in Central, Mike Chen, the general manager of the company, habitually read the financial reports of the Southeast Asian financial crisis, and thought that being idle is also idle, so it is better to read the serialization of novels to relieve boredom.

"Huh! "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"? This novel has a very strange name, it seems to be a historical reading, well, this is my favorite, take a look!"

"Hahaha! Laughing to death, Zhu Yuanzhang's name turned out to be Zhu Chongba, if the Yuan Dynasty does not perish, maybe my name will be named Chen Jiuqi by my parents!"

After reading the serials while laughing, Mike Chen sighed for a long time: "Alas! Although the language of this book is straightforward and humorous, Zhu Yuanzhang's great achievements are really real! It is worthy of Ming Taizu, Zhu Yuanzhang, I will top you!"