After sending Qiu Liben away, Qiu Siyu followed Shen Chong back to the office.

"Mr. Shen, when will you transfer me back?" Qiu Siyu said: "I don't like to work in magazines

"After a while." Shen Chong picked up the Wen Jiàn folder containing Qiu Liben's resume and said, "After he puts up the shelves of Chinese magazines, you will come back." Seriously, you're not here, I'm a little unaccustomed to it, Gu Liwei is suitable for being an administrative secretary, not a private secretary, and doing things quickly is very good, but it's not very intimate.

"Mr. Shen, are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Praise you." Shen Chong Zhengse said: "With you, I haven't thought of many things, so you can handle them."

Qiu Siyu smiled at his compliment, and then said: "This Mr. Qiu looks young, as if he is not yet thirty years old, can he do a good job in magazines?" ”

"I'm also very young, ten years younger than him, and besides, aren't you only in your twenties?" Shen Chong spread out the text and read: "Qiu Liben, originally from Kaiping, Guangdong, was born in Hong Kong in 195o, studied in Hong Kong's top schools in junior high school and high school, and in 19 years as a 'Hong Kong overseas Chinese student, he went to Taipei to study in the Department of Economics of National Political Science University. It used to be the Central Party Affairs School of the Kuomintang, an institution specializing in training senior civil servants, and those who could enter it were all political elites. ”

After admiring two sentences, Shen Chong read again: "In 1971, he participated in the establishment of "Impact" magazine, and after graduating in 19, he served as an executive editor of "University" magazine, and then transferred to "China Times" as an international news editor, and went to the United States in 1973, while working as a reporter and editor in New York's "Sing Tao Daily", while studying for a master's degree in economics at New York New School, during his life in the United States, he served as a reporter, editor, deputy editor-in-chief and chief writer of New York's "Sing Tao Daily", "North American Daily", San Francisco's "Far East Times" and other media. In addition to this, he also worked as a fellow in Asian American history at the University of California, Berkeley. ”

"All in all, it's a winner in life." Shen Chong dragged a popular phrase from later generations, then flicked his resume with his hand, and said: "I have a brilliant resume and rich experience in the industry, and I should be able to get the magazine out soon." ”

"I hope so." Qiu Siyu frowned slightly and said, "But his Taiwanese background is too strong, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no incident with the last "Asian Weekly" in the future." ”

"So in addition to making an appointment with him for three chapters, I want you to keep an eye on it." Shen Chong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Xiaoyu, I'm very strange, if you talk about dressing up, girls are naturally keen and easy to understand, but can you be political?" ”

"My dad used to be a reporter for Ta Kung Pao." Qiu Siyu smiled toothily and said, "Since I was a child, I did my homework and wrote essays, and he taught me to write reviews. ”

"No wonder." Shen Chong suddenly said, "Then what is your dad doing now?" ”

"He's been dead for years."

Shen Chong was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Qiu Siyu said again: "Mr. Shen, I don't understand politics, it all depends on the foundation that my father taught before, you better get me back as soon as possible, otherwise, maybe something will happen one day." ”

"What could happen?" Shen Chong also knew that it was very difficult for a girl in her twenties to manage the content of the magazine, and the reporter's pen was more cunning than the mouth of the bureaucrat, so he thought about it and said: "That's it, after the Spring Festival, I will stuff a few people in the magazine, and when the time comes, you can come back." ”

"It's for the best." Qiu Siyu turned to say: "Mr. Shen, Du Ziqian told me that O'Neill has returned to Hong Kong, and he is persuading George to quit "Asia Weekly", and then the two will cooperate to make another magazine, but this news has not been confirmed. ”

"Who is Du Ziqian?"

"It's the main writer you promoted last time." Qiu Siyu said: "I was very isolated in the editorial department, and so was Du Ziqian, he was hearsay, whether it was true or not, I don't know for the time being." ”

"It doesn't matter, let him go." Shen Chong waved his hand and said: "I bought this magazine because I fancy its brand and channel, used to make the foundation for Chinese magazines, people will leave when they leave, we will recruit people again, there is the best salary and the best office environment in Hong Kong, do not worry about no one coming." ”

"Brother-in-law, why did you stop again" Tianbao shouted dissatisfiedly, and said: "This is the fifth time, when will you be able to get to the piano shop?" ”

"What's the hurry, the piano store won't fly." Shen Chong pulled down the handbrake, picked up the Wen Jiàn folder placed on the center console, flipped to one of the pages and looked at it, and then said, "Let's go, get out of the car and go to that convenience store." ”

"What's so nice about a convenience store." Tianbao complained: "Aren't they all those things that are sold for daily use? ”

"If you don't want to go, stay in the car and I'll be back in a while." Shen Chong ignored her complaint and said, "Just a few minutes." ”

Tianbao pouted, reluctantly followed him out of the car, and walked into a convenience store.

After walking around the store and estimating the space, Shen Chong shook his head, picked up a bottle of soda, paid and left.

"Brother-in-law, what the hell are you doing?"

"Business, you don't understand." Shen Chong was on the street, observed the surrounding environment, and then said, "Let's go, get in the car, let's go directly to the piano shop this time." ”

"There's a cassette tape seller there, let's go check it out." Tianbao didn't move, pointed to a very small shop across the street, and said, "I'm tired of hearing those tapes at home." ”

Shen Chong's heart moved slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, today you are a princess, you can go wherever you say." ”

This shop is very small, only more than ten square meters, the envelopes of various albums, according to different music types, are fixed on the wall with clips in different categories, although the eyes are full of flowers, but they are very neat, the envelopes are very new, giving people a sense of messy but not messy, as if specially designed, quite aesthetic.

The boss has long hair, black leather clothes, jeans, and the dress of a classic rock youth, but he is very clean, without the slightest sense of decadence and sloppiness, he sits behind the narrow cash register at the door, smoking without saying a word, without the enthusiasm that business should have, and looks like you can buy it or not.

After Shen Chong browsed the envelope wall for a while, he leaned in and accosted, "Boss, the new store that just opened?" ”

The rock youth nodded, still no.

"You only have the envelope here, where's the tape?"

"In the warehouse upstairs." The rock youth finally opened his mouth and said, "What do you want to buy, report it to me, and I'll go upstairs and get it for you." ”

When Shen Chong heard this, his eyes lit up, and his thoughts suddenly opened up.

According to the survey report provided by Fei Xiaodie, there are thousands of convenience stores in Hong Kong, but most of them have small business areas, which are not suitable for opening video rental chains, and the rent is too expensive for many suitable places.

Shen Chong is not unaffordable, but the construction of channels like video rental chain stores is expensive and troublesome, and it does not belong to his core business, so there is no need to eat alone, so he wants to work with a few partners like chain stores in the United States, and then operate and go public after the profit is stable, so that the construction can save money and effort, and after the rise of the Internet in the future, it can be easily taken off.

Therefore, he wants to reduce the cost as much as possible and show the profitability of the video tape business as quickly as possible, so that he can fool others to invest.

And now, the words of this rock and roll young man gave him a new idea - he didn't need to rent a large area of the shop, he only needed to rent a shop like this small shop, display the cover of the video tape and the content introduction in it, and then make an overall plan, find a cheap house near a certain number of chain stores, build a video tape storage warehouse, and if the customer wants to rent the videotape, he only needs to provide his name, make a phone call, and ask the salesperson to send it over

No, no, I don't even need to rent a lot of small shops, I just need to work with the current convenience store to provide video cassette covers and catalogs, and they will take care of recruiting tenants, I just need to hire some delivery people......

"Brother-in-law, come over here and see what I've seen?"

Tianbao's cry interrupted Shen Chong's train of thought, he shook his head and walked over.

"Look." Tianbao took an album cover and handed it to him as if he were offering a treasure.

This is an album of Zhang Aijia of Golin Records, on the cover, she has low eyebrows and a smile, her head is combed back, and there are roses piled up around her, her face is bright, very classical and subtle.

"Farewell?"

Shen Chong flipped to the back, looked at the track, and now he hasn't heard a song, and then looks at the line time, it is actually 1976.

"Brother-in-law, is she still singing?"

"Singing, and playing the guitar." Shen Chong took the envelope, patted his palms, and said, "I bought this one." ”

"What's so great about being able to play the guitar, so will I." Tianbao muttered unconvinced, then counted the few selected envelopes in his hand, and asked, "Brother-in-law, how many cassettes can I buy?" ”

"Originally, you could only buy three boxes, but today I'm in a good mood and the quota has doubled." Shen Chong touched her head with a smile and said, "It's good to buy six boxes, the tapes are the same as eating, it's not good to buy too much at once, it's easy to hold on." ”

"Cut, stingy, who are you fooling, I haven't heard that my ears will hold up." Tempo rolled his eyes, slapped his hand away, and ran to look at the envelope on the other wall.

Shen Chong took Zhang Aijia's album sleeve, walked to the cash register, and asked, "Boss, do you have any other records of her?" ”

The young man took the envelope in his hand, glanced at it, and said, "No, just this one, she is acting, and there are very few records." She doesn't sing very well, she doesn't have any characteristics, if you like this type of Taiwanese song, you might as well buy Feng Feifei. ”

Shen Chong touched his nose and didn't say anything.

Zhang Aijia's voice and singing skills are indeed not very good, but Yu Jing is clear, naturally not pretentious, and has a touching charm, but she only grasped her own music style after "Childhood", and now this guy says that she sings badly, which is understandable.

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