The article about the economic turmoil in "Next Magazine" was written by Wang Zijun, of course, and finally polished by professionals, otherwise it is likely to be full of loopholes.

The reason why this article was published was not because he wanted to be in the limelight, but because the author signed it and he signed it directly. But if you really don't prepare in advance, then by 1974, a large number of factories will close, the stock market will plummet, and the entertainment industry will definitely be greatly affected.

Wang Zijun didn't have the heart to gloat and watch the excitement.

As the article spread as the magazine became popular, some people were surprised and inexplicable, but most laughed it off, saying that the stock markets in Taiwan and Hong Kong are soaring this year, and there is no economic turmoil.

On the contrary, it was the authorities who came to the door and said that the published article was a lie, and President Jiang poured cold water on him as soon as he took office, and ordered him to rectify it immediately. If it weren't for Wang Zijun's mediation, I'm afraid that "Next Magazine" would have been directly blocked.

Seeing that no one took it seriously, Wang Zijun was helpless. I only let my sister buy a large number of instant noodle raw materials such as flour and vegetable oil, and wait until next year to double the price of these things.

By mid-September, the filming of "Shanghai Tang" in Hong Kong and Macau was completed, and "Good Morning Taipei" directed by Hou Hsiao-hsien was about to be released.

The rest of the crew returned to Taipei one after another, and Wang Zijun was accompanying several beauties to bask in the sun on Macau's black sand beach at the moment.

Lin Qingxia, Lin Fengjiao, and Zhao Yazhi are all visiting Macao for the first time, and Wang Zijun will inevitably accompany them for two days. Yesterday, I accompanied them for a day of shopping, and I was half tired to death, but today is a feast for my eyes.

Although the swimsuit at this time was still very conservative, after the three girls put it on, they were convex and backward, and the white thighs under the sun made Wang Zijun dizzy.

"Dig deeper, dig deeper!" Zhao Yazhi, who was wearing an emerald green one-piece swimsuit, was digging a hole in the beach with a shovel while directing.

The black sand on the black sand beach was fine and soft, and the three girls quickly dug a large hole in the shape of a human.

Lin Qingxia and Lin Fengjiao grabbed Wang Zijun's hands respectively, and Zhao Yazhi pushed behind her, wanting to push Wang Zijun into the pit.

"Help, murder my husband." Wang Zijun shouted exaggeratedly, stepped on the air, and the whole person fell into the pit.

Lin Qingxia and Lin Fengjiao fell down together with him, and the three of them rolled together, and the warm fragrance made Wang Zijun hold it and refuse to let go.

Lin Qingxia kept struggling to climb up, but Lin Fengjiao didn't resist much, but she could only leave as a pretense.

Zhao Yazhi outside the pit shouted: "Hurry up, I'm going to fill the pit." ”

The two women hurriedly struggled to get up, pressed Wang Zijun, who still wanted to resist, into the pit and lay down, and then the three of them shoveled sand grains on him together.

"Hey, are you trying to bury me alive?" Wang Zijun soon only had one head left outside, and the three women used their hands and feet to step on the sand tightly.

Lin Qingxia said with a "gee" smile: "People say that this black sand has minerals, and burying it for a while is good for the body." ”

Zhao Yazhi rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't we move a few stones to hold him down, and come back tomorrow to take a look." ”

"Yes, yes!" Lin Qingxia clapped her hands. After speaking, the two girls pulled Lin Fengjiao everywhere to find stones.

The sea breeze is constantly moving with the fine sand, Wang Zijun basks in the warm sun, and closes his eyes comfortably, but it is rare to be so comfortable.

Within a few minutes, Lin Fengjiao came back alone.

Wang Zijun asked, "Didn't you go to move stones?" ”

"They told me to come back and watch you, don't let you run." Lin Fengjiao said and brushed her drooping hair, and sat down on the sand on Wang Zijun's body.

Wang Zijun asked her: "I saw you depressed some time ago, are you happy now?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Fengjiao nodded, holding her chin with her palm, "I've been thinking about making money to support my family all these years, and I've never had such a happy time." Thank you! ”

Wang Zijun looked at her and asked, "I didn't let you be the heroine in the two plays, are you complaining about me in your heart?" ”

"How so?" Lin Fengjiao smiled, "If it weren't for the boss, I would still be a dancer now." ”

Wang Zijun said: "How many times have you said it, don't call me boss, just call me by my name." ”

"Okay." Lin Fengjiao turned her head to look at the sea level in the distance and sighed, "The scenery here is so beautiful, it makes people's hearts open up all of a sudden." ”

"Gillian, come over and help!" In the distance, Zhao Yazhi's voice came from Zhao Yazhi.

When Lin Fengjiao saw it, she was immediately overjoyed. It turned out that Zhao Yazhi and Lin Qingxia were carrying a large stone, and they were so crushed that they couldn't walk halfway.

Lin Fengjiao hurriedly ran over, and the three women carried a stone to "suppress" Wang Zijun. Who knew that just after arriving at the place, Wang Zijun suddenly lifted the sand, got up from the pit and rushed into the sea.

"Catch him." Zhao Yazhi took the lead in catching up.

Wang Zijun lifted the sea water and poured her face, and Zhao Yazhi suddenly returned the color.

For a while, the four of them were engaged in a water fight, and the beach was filled with the laughter and screams of girls.

…… In the evening, Wang Zijun asked the three daughters to wander around casually, but he went to visit Cen Weixiu alone.

This is the main reason why he stayed in Macau.

Some time ago, that ghost guy gave him a few contacts and phone numbers to grab TV licenses, and Cen Weixiu, the boss of "Overseas Chinese Daily", was one of them.

Wang Zijun didn't look for others, but only found him, and the reason was because of this person's huge energy, and the Queen of England awarded him a medal more than ten years ago. Today, he is the chairman of the Hong Kong Press Association, as well as the chairman and president of a series of well-known associations and chambers of commerce.

The most important thing is that this person is pro-Kuomintang and much easier to talk about.

Cen Weixiu, who usually lives in Hong Kong, came to Macao this time to discuss some newspaper matters with Zhao Banli of Macao's "Overseas Chinese Daily."

After Wang Zijun explained his identity, he soon met Cen Weixiu.

Cen Weixiu, who is 65 years old this year, wears a pair of myopic glasses with yellow lenses like toad glasses, and his face is old, but his actions are very sharp. His suit is a little old, and the style is many years ago, which does not match his net worth.

"Old Cen came late at night, and I took the liberty of disturbing me." Wang Zijun said when he shook hands.

Cen Weixiu smiled: "Haha, my old bone has been idle in Macao for the past two days, no one is chatting, you came at the right time." Drink tea! ”

Wang Zijun took a sip, but he couldn't taste anything.

"Some time ago, the newspapers in Hong Kong were very noisy because of their friends." Cen Weixiu said.

Wang Zijun smiled bitterly and said: "Don't mention it when you are old, if it weren't for the help of "Overseas Chinese Daily", I would have almost become a street rat in Hong Kong." ”

Cen Weixiu said: "The Qing is self-purifying, such an exaggerated article, and he has never dared to sign the name of Sang and scolding Huai, and the discerning person can see at a glance that the cat is tired." Today's newspapers are not as good as they used to be. In Hong Kong, there are many times when you can hire a pen to speak at your own expense, and I, the president of the association, can't do anything about it. ”

"Shum Lao is too worried, I think the newspapers in Hong Kong have done a good job under the management of the association. Freedom, openness, and fairness are also expected by many people in the industry in Taiwan. Wang Zijun said.

When Cen Weixiu heard this, he glanced at Wang Zijun more: "Xiaoyou thinks that Taiwan's press is too lenient? ”

Wang Zijun shrugged and said, "This is self-explanatory. ”

"Haha," Taiwan's newspaper ban has tormented many newspaper people, Cen Weixiu smiled tacitly, and said, "It's up to the current President Jiang, the chairman of the committee is scared by the newspaper, and he has already made a bow and a snake." ”

Wang Zijun said: "The ban will definitely be lifted, it's just a matter of time." ”

Cen Weixiu just laughed and didn't talk about it anymore. Lao Jiang was frightened by the student movement, intellectuals, and the underground party of that year, and once he said that the old man did not die, the ban would never be lifted.

At this time, neither Taiwan nor the mainland had any room for them to live freely. Control is everywhere, not only in newspapers, but also in schools.

This made Wang Zijun see a widely circulated rumor before: in 1947, because of the political axe to cut education funds, [***] 3,000 students wanted to go to Nanjing, the capital at that time, to petition. After entering the North Station, the authorities ordered all trains to stop selling tickets, and the students found a locomotive and 27 stuffy tank cars in the factory, which were assembled by the mechanical engineering department and driven out of the station. Shocked by the political axe, a section of the railway was demolished, and the students of the Department of Civil Engineering used roadside tools and materials to re-pave and continue to open. The political axe dismantled another section of the railway and collected the materials, and the students dismantled the back section of the train to make up for the front section...... If you put it aside now, you will be arrested directly.

After chatting some more gossip, Wang Zijun mentioned the topic: "Old Cen , I heard that you are interested in next year's TV license?" ”

Cen Weixiu nodded and said, "A little interested." How? Xiaoyou also wants to grab this license? ”

"How dare I rob it?" Wang Zijun took out the contact list and said, "This is given to me by Mr. Vandersen, and it is all about the license plate, Cen Lao, take a look." ”

Cen Weixiu took it and looked at it, and his face suddenly changed, there were Jardine Matheson and commercial radio on it. With these two meddling, the others are still arguing.

"Hey, it seems that the British political axe wants to control the media in the hands of the foreigners themselves." Cen Weixiu sighed.

Wang Zijun said: "Don't be discouraged, Cen Lao thinks so, but they don't dare to do it." This time, two licenses were issued, one of which has been given to the British, and if the remaining one is still obtained by the British, I'm afraid its face is not good-looking, right? ”

Cen Weixiu said: "I also know this. But as long as Jardine Matheson participates in the competition, then even if we win it, it will be a few joint ventures at most. And with the constraints of foreigners, many things are not easy to do. ”

"Why don't we Chinese join forces? Now that there are two foreign forces, Jardine Matheson and Commercial Radio, we have made three or four Chinese shareholders to have a numerical advantage. Wang Zijun said.

Wang Zijun said for a long time, this sentence is the point. is nothing more than wanting to use Cen Weixiu's fame to take a ride and become a shareholder of the TV station.

(To be continued)