Chapter 47 As soon as the tomb of the gods came out, the world was shocked (middle)

In front of a newsstand in Causeway Bay, Hong Kong.

"Boss, do you have any recommendations today?" A beautiful woman in her twenties walked up to the newsstand and asked with a smile.

"It's Miss Li, you really asked the right question today." The newsstand owner took out a newspaper and handed it to the other party, and said with a smile: "The newspaper established by the famous novelist Guan Moyu not only has reports on his films winning awards in foreign countries, but also news of his new novels. ”

"New novel?" Miss Li's eyes lit up, and she only glanced at the report of "The Tuner" a few times, then quickly turned to the page of the novel, looking at the introduction of "Tomb of the Gods", her brows first furrowed, and then relaxed.

"Although this genre is not what I like, for the sake of the face of "Zhu Xian", I will definitely buy a copy tomorrow."

Thinking of this, Miss Li took out her money to buy a newspaper and turned to leave

Broadcast track on the bus.

"Holy! It's too bullish B, she actually won a big prize in a foreign country, and this girl is too powerful. A young man looked at the Tianxia Daily in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's wrong? That cowman won another award? The companion next to him asked curiously.

"It's the kid who was rumored before, I remember it was Guan Moyu." The young man said with a smile.

"Guan Moyu?" The companion asked in surprise, "Is that the best-selling novelist?" What award did he win? ”

"Didn't you say the other day that he was making movies? At that time, many people were not optimistic about him, and as a result, the film that was not favored won an award in Italy. ”

Speaking of this, the young man stuffed the newspaper in his hand into his companion's hand and said with a smile: "I can't explain it clearly, you can read it yourself." ”

took the newspaper, and after reading the report, his companion showed a look of shock on his face, and said with a big mouth: "Niu B, this guy is simply a genius, and he can win an award for the first time he makes a movie." ”

"Not only that, this guy not only won awards for the movie, but also opened a newspaper, and there is a novel that looks very atmospheric to be serialized tomorrow." The young man had some ostentatious ways.

"This guy is amazing, I'm a little interested in his novels, and I'll continue to buy this newspaper tomorrow."

"Damn! It's so easy to say, keep buying you and pay for it. ”

"Look at your stinginess, isn't it just a newspaper? I'll dig it, I'll dig it. ”

"Fuck off, you said that that time, and I didn't pay for it then."

"So you mean not to buy it?"

"Buy, why don't you buy it, but I bought it and watched it myself, I just won't show it to you, bastard."

"Damn! You're so uninteresting, kid. ”

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Li Jiaming's face turned pale, and the hand holding the newspaper kept trembling, at this moment, how he wished that time could be turned back.

Looking at the newspaper, Li Jiaming's heart was dripping blood, if he hadn't pretended to be B so much at the beginning, he would be famous now, and once he became famous, how could he worry about not being able to contact funds for a play.

Bitter!

The bitterness in his mouth can make people numb, Li Jiaming held the newspaper in his hand, he wanted to cry without tears, and now he wanted to slap himself a few times.

"I hate, I regret it." Li Jiaming looked up to the sky and screamed

In a villa in Clear Water Bay.

"Bastard, bastard, give me death."

"Bump"

Zhou Dianren tore the newspaper in his hand to shreds with a hideous face, and grabbed the cup on the table and threw it on the ground with hatred.

"Huhuhuhu"

Constantly panting, Zhou Dianren sat on the sofa with a decadent and remorseful face, buried his head between his legs, and sobbed silently.

When he came back last night, his father, who had heard from whom he had done, told him that his brother, who was two years younger than him, would be in charge of the daily newspaper in the future, and that his fate would be laissez-faire.

If time could go back, he would rather offend Fu Changqing than Guan Moyu

"Hmph."

casually threw the newspaper aside, but Fu Changhong's face showed a solemnity, the more he investigated, the more wary he became of Guan Moyu.

used to look down on each other, but now, after thoroughly understanding all the achievements of the other party, he realized that he was underestimating the other party, and if he didn't pay attention, even he would capsize in the gutter.

"I, Fu Changhong, will definitely not lose, my empire has just begun, even if he Guan Moyu is a genius, he is just a stepping stone for me." Fu Changhong looked confident: "I will never lose." ”

Tianxia Newspaper, President's Office.

"Mr. Guan, the latest statistics are out, and so far, the newspaper has sold 54,000 copies." Pushing open the door, Gong Qian, dressed in office clothes, reported respectfully.

"I see." In response, Guan Moyu waved his hand away from the other party, and his eyes did not open from beginning to end.

There are hundreds of newspapers in Hong Kong, and if the newspapers are divided into non-rated, third-rate, second-rate, and first-class newspapers according to their sales volume, then the daily newspapers in the world can be regarded as just entering the second rate at best.

In Hong Kong, newspapers sell less than 10,000 tabloids, which account for 20 percent of Hong Kong newspapers. 10,000 to 50,000 are third-rate newspapers, a grade that accounts for 50 percent of Hong Kong newspapers; 50,000 to 100,000 are second-rate, accounting for 20 percent of Hong Kong's newspapers; The last first-class newspaper has a sales volume of more than 100,000, accounting for only 10 percent, and the number of first-class newspapers in Hong Kong is only 10 at most.

At the beginning, the sales volume of the newspaper entered the second rate, surpassing 70 percent of the newspapers in Hong Kong, this result cannot be said to be bad, but Guan Moyu is still a little dissatisfied, you must know that just let those newsstands promote it, he has sprinkled no less than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, and the current sales volume is indeed a little lower.

"Whew"

With a long sigh of relief, Guan Moyu sorted out his emotions, and secretly comforted himself: "Don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, now is just the beginning, and when the reputation accumulates, you will soon be able to enter the first-class level." ”

Guan Moyu, who was secretly dissatisfied, didn't know that the staff outside the office had celebrated each other happily after knowing the sales volume, and he didn't know that after the sales volume of the newspaper was known by industry insiders not long after, his jaw dropped in shock.

It can be said that Guan Moyu is completely lonely and unheard, and he doesn't know much about the newspaper industry.

Not to mention anything else, just to say that Ming Pao, which is now among the top three, at the beginning, there was a commission, a grandmaster-level novelist, and the sales volume on the first day still did not reach 10,000, and as for 50,000, it was half a month later, and it took half a year to reach the first-class level.

If you let people outside know Guan Moyu's thoughts, they will definitely roll their eyes, they sold more than 50,000 copies on the first day of opening, are you still not satisfied? Do the others want to live?

Moreover, the current 54,000 copies is not the end, and after today, although the newspaper will not be able to reach 100,000 sales, it will still be possible to increase it by another 10,000 or 20,000.

"Bumper"

With the sound of knocking on the door, Gong Qian pushed open the door and walked in to report: "Mr. Guan, the painter you ordered to look for has come, do you want to meet now?" ”

Raising his head, Guan Moyu, who had regained his composure, spoke, "Let him come in." ”

After a while, Gong Qian led a girl who was dressed simply, with a slender figure, and an unusually simple dress walking in.

Frowning, looking at the girl in front of him, Guan Moyu frowned and asked: "What I'm looking for is a painter, although I don't need to be very skilled in painting, but, you found me a high school girl, are you sure she can do the job?" ”

"This" Gong Qian hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said: "Mr. Guan, the time is a little too tight, so far, this Miss Zhang has the best painting skills." ”

"Whew"

Sighing, Guan Moyu waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go down first, I'll take a look." ”

"Yes."

Turning his head, looking at the girl who was a little nervous because of Gong Qian's departure, Guan Moyu said with a headache: "Don't be nervous, I need you to teach me to draw, the beginning is sketching, I believe you should be competent, the daily salary is one hundred, this job will continue until you can't teach me." ”

Speaking of this, Guan Moyu looked at the girl who was looking at him curiously, frowned and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

"No, no." The girl replied nervously.

"Whew"

With a long sigh of relief, Guan Moyu tried his best to make himself appear softer, and said, "My name is Guan Moyu, please give me more advice in the future." ”

"My name is Zhang Hui, please advise." The girl whispered.

frowned, the other party's name should be three words, but the last word Guan Moyu didn't know if the other party meant it, anyway, even if the two were not far away, he didn't hear it clearly.

His brows loosened, Guan Moyu didn't continue to ask, and said flatly: "Let's start." ”

"Whew"

Seeing that Guan Moyu didn't ask in detail, the girl quietly breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again: "Mr. Guan Guan, because I am still in school, so, from Monday to Friday, I can only come back to teach you after school, I don't know if this is okay?" ”

Looking at the girl whose voice was getting quieter and quieter at the end, Guan Moyu's brows furrowed into a pimple, and she resisted the urge to drive people away, and said in a calm tone: "Yes." ”

"Whew"

After agreeing, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, facing each other, Guan Moyu felt more tired than fighting with others.

However, today's interest is gone, and the other party didn't bring tools today, plus the newspaper had a lot of work on the first day of opening, and after a few words, Guan Moyu drove the girl away.

Time passes in a hurry, and the time of the day passes quietly in an instant.

(Tomorrow on the first day of August, the three more ask for recommendations to click on the collection to reward.) ）

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