Chapter 44 As soon as the immortal comes out, who will compete

The next morning, leaving Di Pola alone to continue sleeping at the Peninsula Hotel, Leung Kam Ling drove his Mercedes-Benz towards Prince Edward Road in Kowloon.

In the car, he turned on the radio, and it was Guo Bingjian's song "Seven Wives" playing: "I have a posture, I have a lot of beautiful wives, Aying and Ayuใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€‚ โ€

After returning to room 4506 Prince Edward Road, Liang Jinling picked up the key to open the door, walked into the house to change his slippers, and looked around the house without seeing Pan Yingzi and Wei Qiuhua at home, so he turned on the TV boredly to watch.

A few days ago, the cousin of the Macau gambling king, He Zuozhi, the boss of Hang Seng Bank, Lin Bingyan, the manager of the program department, Sun Yubiao, the manager of the program department, and Pan Chaoyan, the manager of the news department, made a simple speech on the TV station, and simply made a launch ceremony, and announced the opening of Jiayi TV Station, and the result was that the ghost went to see that TV station.

On the contrary, TVB held a grand election ceremony for Miss Hong Kong on the Lee Family Stage in Central, Hong Kong Island, and invited many popular stars from Hong Kong and Japan to cheer on the stage. That mixed-race Zhang Mari won the Miss Hong Kong championship.

Hong Kong people originally thought that there would be a good program to watch in the future, but who knew that Jiayi TV Station invited Hong Kong's first popular singer Xu Guanjie and Zeng Xiaojiang and Japan's popular singer Weng Xiaoqianyu and Japanese dancers that night, and the song and dance program "Jiashi Liangchen" jointly performed was worth watching.

Looking at the ratings of less than one point (1%), now He Zuozhi's face is pale, he is personally involved in the planning of Jiayi TV programs, and he has been to Japan 4 times for the sake of the program. As a result, a radio station ran to a TV station, and hit the street like this, and those advertisers demanded a refund.

Moreover, since the opening of the station, the TV building, which is not a good art, has only poached from Shaw Brothers, Golden Harvest Film Company, wireless and Li TV stations, prepared actors, props, costumes, etc., He Zuozhi and Lin Bingyan have invested one or two hundred million yuan. As a result, the ratings are so speechless, without advertisers, Jiayi is losing money every day, and if it continues to lose money, it will be a loss.

Liang Jinling looked at the black and white pictures of Jiayi TV and scolded: "He, mother, yes, it's the 70s now, that TV station doesn't use color pictures anymore, you, sister, and you still shoot those black and white pictures, hell, change the channel." "Pick up the remote control and change to the horse racing show hosted by Dong Xiaobiao of Li's TV station.

"Huh." The door was opened, and Liang Jinling looked back to see that it was the pure and beautiful girl Wei Qiuhua who had returned. I saw her wearing a blue short-sleeved sailor school uniform, revealing a pair of elastic calves under the short skirt.

Wei Qiuhua saw his sweetheart sitting on the sofa, his eyes looking at him. Wei Qiuhua showed a sweet smile, shook the pair of high-heeled shoes, stepped on the stockings, and jumped into Liang Jinling's arms.

Wei Qiuhua hugged his hands, hugged Liang Jinling's neck and asked coquettishly, "Brother Ling, where did you go last night." "Wellใ€ใ€ใ€ me." Liang Jinling touched Wei Qiuhua's soft long hair, and before he could think of how to answer, Wei Qiuhua turned his face away, snorted, pouted and said angrily: "If you don't say it, I know, you must have run downstairs Shen Zhihua, where is Sister Hua, hum." โ€

Unexpectedly, she wanted to be crooked, Liang Jinling didn't explain, he stretched out his hands to hug her little waist: "Good pig, don't you be angry?" Come, while Sister Zi is away, let's enjoy the two-person world between us. After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Wei Qiuhua's lips.

After a long time, lying on the sofa, Liang Jinling hugged Wei Qiuhua while exploring, and asked curiously: "Qiuhua, early in the morning, you and Sister Zi are not at home, you went there." โ€

"What do you mean, I didn't see anyone for a day yesterday, and Sister Zi said that it was boring to stay at home every day, so I went out to look for a job this morning." Wei Qiuhua replied while drawing circles on Liang Jinling's chest.

Liang Jinling was speechless, and the young grandmother didn't do it, and went to work. You must know that after he has money, he hired nannies for both Pan Yingzi and Shen Zhihua, so that they can lie down with their hands open and don't have to work as young grandmothers.

"That's right, Brother Ling, I went to Jiayi TV yesterday and found that the artist training class over there was recruiting, and I was bored when I was idle, so I tried to see if I could be admitted, and I was really admitted to Jiayi's artist training class, and they informed me to go over tomorrow to sign up for classes." Wei Qiuhua looked triumphant, she found a job earlier than Pan Yingzi.

"Ah, Qiu Hua, you don't go to school." Liang Jinling hugged Wei Qiuhua and asked in surprise.

"Reading? What's so fun about studying, it's like going to jail, and I did so badly in the fourth middle school exam, I definitely have no hope of being admitted to university, so it's better to go out to work early to help light the burden on my family. Wei Qiuhua felt scared when he mentioned the word reading.

"Since that's the case, then forget it, if you don't read, you won't study, then I'll accompany you to Jiayi TV tomorrow."

"Great, thank you, Brother Ling." Wei Qiuhua was moved to kiss Liang Jinling automatically, and then lowered his head shyly.

"Let's go to the room." Liang Jinling picked her up with one hand.

The next day, Liang Jinling drove a Mercedes-Benz to Wei Qiuhua's headquarters in Ming Pao, hugged Wei Qiuhua, and Liang Jinling took her directly to find Mr. Jin Yong.

"Brother Ling, didn't we go to Jiayi TV to report? How did you come to Ming Pao. Wei Qiuhua asked curiously.

"It's still early, Jiayi, we're going, but let's go to Ming Pao to collect money first, and by the way, I'll hand over my newly written novel to Ming Pao."

Wei Qiuhua, who came from a poor background, was stunned by the glittering decoration of the office of Ming Pao's headquarters, and it would be good if he could work in this luxurious office in the future.

Although she knew that Brother Ling made money by writing novels and had a good relationship with Jin Yong, the boss of Ming Pao, she didn't expect that Liang Jinling would take her to Ming Pao to see Jin Yong for the first time, that was the first time that Liang Jinling publicly took her to Ming Pao to see Jin Yong, that is one of the four great talents in Hong Kong, is it that Brother Ling is the most important in psychology, thinking of this, Wei Qiuhua sweetly threw his head into Liang Jinling's arms.

Led by Jin Yong's secretary, Liang Jinling walked into Jin Yong's luxurious office with Wei Qiuhua in his arms.

"Haha, Lingzai, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you've been very popular recently, how about your new novel is not written, we are still waiting for serialization in Mingbao, you can rest assured that we will share the reward this time according to the last time." Jin Yong saw Liang Jinling, the big gold owner, and hurriedly got up from the sofa to greet him.

Ming Pao relied on serialization to find Qin Ji, and the sales of the newspaper rose from 500,000 to more than 1 million copies, and Yan zhรฒng threatened the leading position of Oriental Daily, Ming Pao earned more than 10 million yuan from selling advertisements, and the sales increased significantly, so that Ming Pao's stock also rose by 2 points, and Jin Yong had an additional net worth of 10 or 20 million.

"Cha Sheng, it's over, aren't I here now? You see, this is my new novel. Liang Jinling handed Jin Yong, the newly plagiarized novel Xianxia Novel, to Jin Yong.

"Zhu Xian?" Kim Yong was fascinated by the title of the book.

Zhu Xian, known as the "post-Jinyong martial arts bible" and the legend of the little soldier and the ethereal journey, are the three founding fathers of the three major online novels. Zhu Xian outlines in a fantasy world about a young man who was tragically rescued by a stranger and learned the ability to enter heaven and earth with a stranger. The young man experienced hardships and dangers, conquered ancient mythical beasts and exotic birds, traveled to various strange places, and performed a touching and poignant love story with a strange woman who does not eat fireworks in the world. And the poignant and touching emotional disputes between Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi and Baguio in the book made countless female book fans move to tears.

As the ancestor of Xianxia novels, as soon as Zhu Xian comes out, who competes with him.

Originally, Liang Jinling still wanted to squeeze out the residual value of martial arts novels, but he was not interested in Huang Xiaoyi's multi-line pig's feet such as the Legend of the Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty and the Clouds and Rain, and Wu Xiaoji's "Legend of Martial Arts", "Legend of Jianghu", "Legend of Shenzhou", "Legend of Wonder Heroes", "Legend of Black Eagle", "Legend of Black Panther", "Legend of Hidden Heroes", "Legend of the Goddess", "Legend of the Cuckoo" and "Legend of the Swordsman" and other series are good.

Back then, Zheng Da, who talked about the ancient guy, relied on the novels of Wu Halberd, but he kicked the martial arts novels of Jin Yong and Gu Xiaolong out of the mainland. If it weren't for RTHK TV and film companies to move Jin Yong and Gu Xiaolong's novels to the screen. It is estimated that no one in later generations will know who Kim Yong is.

But it's a pity that Wu Xiaoji's novel is more chivalrous, but there are not many beauties, and it is not Liang Jinling's dish. As for those things in the Ming Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, I'll go, those are read by cultural talents, and the common people who read this boring novel.

Tianxingjian, Kunlun and Jin Yong's martial arts novels, Liang Jinling has not read them, and I don't know if there are any beauties. Men live meaninglessly for the three things of sex rights, why do men read martial arts novels, in addition to the wonderful content of this martial arts novel, beauty plays a big role.

You see why the novels written by Gu Xiaolong and Wu Xiaoji are not worse than Jin Yong's, why they are not as famous as Jin Yong, that is, there are not as many beauties in their novels as Jin Yong's, and the beauties described are not as vivid and spiritual as Jin Yong's beauties (what Xiaolongnu, Wang Yuyan, Huang Rong, etc.) are unforgettable.

Jin Yong looks at the movie beauties such as Xia Xiaomeng and Lin Xiaodai to describe the beauties of martial arts, which is not comparable to the beauties imagined by writers such as Gu Xiaolong.

After Jin Yong read the first twenty chapters of Zhu Xian's novel, he exhaled deeply, Xianxia novels, the content of which is full of everything, the pen is coercive, the fantasy is superb, and the light is bizarre, which is much more attractive than his martial arts novels.

He stared at Liang Jinling tightly, wanting to dig out his head, what was in his head, so talented, writing novels could once cross from martial arts to the realm of Xianxia.

"Lingzai, your novel Zhuxian is very well written, I guess it's not as good as the Shushan Swordsman biography of Li Shanji, the owner of the Pearl House in the Republic of China, I have to admit that you are really a genius. Buwen has accepted a good disciple. Kim Yong said with a sigh.

On the way to broadcast Daojiayi TV Station, Wei Qiuhua held the check of more than one million yuan in his hand with trembling hands, which was the remuneration of Liang Jinling for serializing the search for Qin Ji in Ming Pao, not counting the publication fee.

Oh my God, she hasn't really seen a million when she's grown so big, and now she has more than a million in her hands, it's incredible." Brother Ling, you plug me in and see if I'm dreaming" Wei Qiuhua held the check, unable to believe it.

Liang Jinling looked at Wei Qiuhua, who was frightened, and was speechless, it was only more than one million, and it was so exaggerated.

(Thank you for the tips from the old officials, thank you Chen 19, the light-colored late night, and the rewards of Huangyu Xingchen, ah, I have screenwriters who have asked me to sign a contract, which is very unexpected.) The collection is over 950. ๏ผ‰