Clear Water Bay, Ni Eye's villa.

A group of literati are celebrating with great gusto.

"Brother Ni, this time it's really thanks to you that you led us to beat Han Jin to the ground, which really made us breathe a big sigh of evil." Shen Xicheng said with a laugh.

"Brother Ni is really extraordinary, he beat Han Jin down in one fell swoop, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, it really deserves to be Jiang is old and spicy." Wen Jun also gave a thumbs up and complimented.

"It's ......" "It's ......"

Everyone in the room also nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha......" The beautiful words were full of ears, and the singing voice shook the sky, which made Ni Eye also proud, and couldn't help laughing proudly.

In the past few days, he not only stepped Han Jin into the mud and avenged the success of himself and his son, but also successfully elected the chairman of the Hong Kong Writers Association, and established a very high reputation by fighting Han Jin.

Therefore, in just a few days, the members of the Hong Kong Writers Association have expanded from more than a dozen to more than 100 at once, including many well-known writers, literati and artists.

As the chairman of the Writers' Association, Ni Ji's power is naturally expanding rapidly. Now it is not only the major newspapers that respect him, but even the members of the Legislative Council rely on him quite a lot.

Because now Ni Orbit has become the leader of the "Qingliu", which is commonly known as the "well-known leader", who responds to every call, and the followers gather, and a fart can be said to be fragrant. This naturally made him happy and triumphant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Ni can have today, and he can't do without everyone's support. I also keep your achievements firmly in my heart, and I will not slow you down. Ni Wei smiled slightly.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at him in surprise, knowing that the time had come to divide the pork.

In the five days since the establishment of the Writers' Association, only the post of chairman of the Writers' Association has been elected. There are many other positions that have not been filled, and there are naturally many people who are worried about them.

Although the Hong Kong Writers' Association is only a community organization on the surface, it does not make any profit in itself. It stands to reason that there is no oil and water to be made in these positions, but in fact, they are not.

Since ancient times, literati have been divided into three, six, nine and so on. Those who teach private schools, those who teach instructors, and those who are teachers of emperors naturally have different statuses. There are those who are down-and-out who help people write letters on the street, who sell calligraphy and paintings for a living, and those who are lucky enough to have three yuan, the title of the gold list, and those who are on the rise......

The same is true now. Even if it's everyone like Ni Orbit. If you write an article in a newspaper, you can get a high price of 18 words per 1,000 words; Even if a small family like Shen Xicheng writes articles in newspapers, the remuneration is about 80 to 100 per thousand words; There are also many writers who are not in the stream, and there is no way to submit, and the fifteen or twenty words of a thousand words are happy......

If it is said that those writers who are not in the stream are really inferior to Ni Orbit and Shen Xicheng in terms of learning, it is by no means true. It's just that they don't have fame and lack opportunities.

And if the title of "vice chairman of the Hong Kong Writers' Association" is on the top of his head, no one in those newspapers will take a high look. To be among so many famous people. As the vice chairman of the writers' association, there are two brushes. The price of fifteen or twenty thousand words before, I am afraid that it will immediately soar to more than 100 thousand words.

Therefore, these titles may seem worthless. In fact, the gold content is very high.

The so-called calligraphy and painting are priceless, and people have a price. Naturally, these writers know this truth.

Seeing that everyone had seen it, Ni couldn't help coughing lightly, and then announced the recommended candidates. Of course, this is just a formality, and with the prestige he has established now, of course, he is a man of his word, and there are many supporters.

"We have elected two vice presidents, eight directors, and a secretary general this time." Ni then announced, "Two candidates for vice presidents. I recommend Jin Yong and Cai Bin. Eight directors, Shen Xicheng, Wen Jun, Shu Qi ......"

All of you here are the original members of the Writers' Association. On the same day, Ni Jing was elected as the chairman, which can be regarded as a meritorious service. Therefore, this time, Ni Eye divided the heroes, and these people also received their own rewards.

Of course, there are many monks and few porridges, and there are always those who have not been distributed, that is, those few people who refuted Ni Orbit that day did not even get a position.

I saw that others either got the position of director or the position of secretary general, but they didn't get anything. These people couldn't help but darken their faces, and looked at Ni Eye with burning eyes.

"Brother Ni, how can you say that we were all meritorious heroes who were elected that day, why didn't we have our share in this election?" One couldn't help but ask.

He saw that among the people recommended by Ni Huan this time, except for Jin Yong and Cai Bin, everyone else was his pawn, which was too cronyistic.

"Everyone, don't worry, our position is elected once a year, and if you are not elected this time, you can be re-elected next year, I hope you will continue to work hard and work together to do a good job of our cooperation." Ni Wei waved his hand and said lightly.

"Hmph, if you choose again next year, who knows if it will still be the result? Forget it, this association is so dark, I will quit from today! One of them stood up and said.

"Okay, our writers' association is not a black X club, and we are free to come and go." Ni Ji didn't show any surprise when he saw him withdraw from the meeting, let alone open his mouth to stay, but smiled slightly and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the presidents of several newspapers such as "Oriental Daily", "Sing Tao Daily", and "Ming Pao" have told me that the Huihui newspaper only publishes articles by our members of the Hong Kong Writers Association......"

Ni Xuan's words stirred up a thousand waves, making everyone present stunned.

Hong Kong literati want to make a living, and writing articles is, of course, the first priority. In fact, the Hong Kong book market is not very large, and if a book does not sell 100,000 copies in the mainland, it cannot be called a bestseller at all. But in Hong Kong, the concept of a bestseller is 10,000 copies. For a new book, the first edition usually only dares to print 1,000 copies, and only after it is sold out does it dare to continue to print.

Therefore, if a writer wants to make money, it is not enough to just publish a book, and publishing articles in newspapers is the way for many writers to make a living.

Publishing articles, stories, and novels in newspapers earns remuneration on the one hand, accumulates popularity on the other hand, and then organizes them into volumes and then publishes them, so that sales are more guaranteed. Novelists such as Ni Wei, Jin Yong, and Liang Yusheng are all like this.

Now Ni Wei has gone so far as to say that in the future, a few major newspapers will only publish articles by members of the Hong Kong Writers' Association, that is, as long as they withdraw from the Hong Kong Writers' Association, they will not want to publish articles in newspapers in the future, which is equivalent to cutting off the financial resources of those people.

"......" The writer who had just said that he was going to withdraw from the club was stunned, and he didn't dare to move the place for a long time, and finally he said with a sneer, "Haha, Brother Ni, don't get me wrong, I was just joking, I didn't expect everyone to take it seriously, it's me who is not good, it is me who is not good!" ”

"Haha, I know you're joking." Ni Jing also laughed and said, "Sit down." ”

"Alas, thank you, Brother Ni!" The man hurriedly thanked Dade and sat down, and although the rest of the people had complaints in their hearts, they didn't dare to talk nonsense at this moment.

Seeing this, Ni couldn't help laughing, this time he really covered the sky with one hand. (To be continued)

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