Chapter Seventy-Two: The Magazine Takes Shape

In Hang Mei Village, Ping Shan Township, Yuen Long, not far from the Yuen Long Police Station, in a mahjong parlor.

"Xi Jiu, why didn't I see you at the Henglong Street Stadium yesterday afternoon?" Lu Le's number one henchman Lard sat on the card table, slapped a nine-cylinder and went out, and asked Zeng Xijiu who was sitting on the left-hand side.

Everyone in the Chaozhou Police Force knows that Lu Le has two hobbies, one is gambling on peripheral dogs, and the other is playing football.

In order to play football, Lu Le rented room 517 at the White House Hotel in Wan Chai for a long time to meet with football players and formed an amateur football team. Room 517 of the White House Hotel has thus become another permanent residence for him, and people who know the door generally do not go to the police station to look for him when they encounter trouble, but rush directly to 517.

At this time, Zeng Xijiu, who was sitting on the left hand side of the lard boy, was a teammate in the football team established by Lu Le.

Zeng Xijiu served as a traffic police officer in Guangzhou as early as the thirties, and was a colleague in Guangzhou with Tan Jiangbo, who was known as one of the four kings of football at that time, and practiced good football skills under the influence of Tan Jiangbo. In the early 40s, Tsang Si-kau joined the Hong Kong Police Force, he was originally born in Wh County, Meizhou people, after arriving in Hong Kong, because of the weakness of Meizhou people, Tsang Si-kyu was ostracized everywhere in the police force, but fortunately he played a good kick, so he was appreciated by Lu Le, and he was accepted into the Chiu Chow Police Force, which gradually settled down in the police force.

"Brother Tsai, Qiang had a fever yesterday, you know that my wife at home is unreliable, of course I took a boy to the hospital!" Zeng Xijiu saw that the upper family played a four-strip when he was talking, and hurriedly spoke again, "Slow down, four-strip touch!" ”

Lard Boy smiled and grabbed a card, played 10,000 out, "Good luck Brother Le won the ball yesterday, otherwise he must be rotten (angry)." ”

"As I said a long time ago, the ragtag army in the New Territories is a scattered team, and even if I don't play, they won't be enough to play." Zeng Xijiu lit a cigarette and raised his chin at the lard boy, "Brother Zai, then again, I've been sick in Yuen Long for the past two days, you have to help me ask Brother Le, when will I be transferred back to Sham Shui Po?" ”

Although Zeng Xijiu is now with Lu Le and has been promoted to be a plainclothes policeman, in fact, he can get Lu Le's appreciation, all of which are good at playing football, and belong to the subordinates who are waved by Lu Le and go when they drink.

In comparison, Lard Boy, as Lu Le's henchman, naturally has more opportunities to follow Lu Le's side, and he is more talkative.

Hearing Zeng Xijiu ask, the lard boy smiled, and the fat on his face trembled: "Now that Brother Le and the boss of the China Hong Kong Daily are the closest, let you go to Yuen Long to help the China Hong Kong Daily support the field, it is clear that he is reusing you, are you still not satisfied?" ”

"Yes, Brother Jiu. We don't have a chance to help Uncle Le do things! One of the two uniforms who had been brought to the table looked up and smiled, envy in his voice.

"I'm already satisfied with being a plainclothes now, at least I don't have to go out to patrol the streets, kick and kick the waves every day, cook abalone, accompany my wife and boy to walk around, and don't change to a detective." Zeng Xijiu stretched his waist and yawned, "The next time I see Brother Le on the court, I will tell him these words as usual, in short, I will be able to play the waves, and I will save the opportunity to do things, and leave the opportunity to other siblings who want to get ahead." ”

The other three people at the card table laughed after hearing his words, they all knew that Zeng Xijiu was lazy, and these words seemed to come from the bottom of their hearts.

"I'm hungry, I'll call for something to eat after this round." The lard boy smiled, rubbed the general's belly with fat accumulation, and saw that Zeng Xijiu was still looking at him, waved his hand and said, "Come on, don't wait for next time, I'll go to Brother Le after playing cards and ask him to change someone to Yuen Long for you." ”

Zeng Xijiu smiled and nodded: "That's the best, if you didn't come over to play cards with me in the past two days, I would have suffocated here." Now a few small characters in Yuen Long know that the China Hong Kong Daily is covered by Brother Le, and there is no need for anyone to support the scene, and Brother Le's stay here is simply a superfluous move. ”

"Are you teaching Brother Le to do things?" The fat on the lard boy's face trembled, and he said with a smile, "Even if no one dares to make trouble in the China Hong Kong Daily now, people have just helped Brother Le to make a big show in the newspaper, and the manpower that should be arranged is still there, so that the newspaper can see the sincerity!" ”

"Hecky ghosts! I don't believe that a side dares to come to Brother Le's territory to make trouble! Zeng Xijiu complained, glanced at the card he had just grabbed in his hand, and immediately showed a smile on his face when he was stunned, "Wow! The Nine Lotus Treasure Lanterns have all been caught by me, give money quickly! ”

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In order to ensure the smooth mailing and distribution of the magazine, Playboy magazine imported all the paper and ink from the UK, and even changed the names of the Chinese editors on the magazine to English.

Su Jingxian, who came out of the office building in Central, was smiling, after this period of polishing, under the supervision of the two ghost editors, the first issue of Playboy magazine was basically formed, and now it is only waiting to be printed and distributed abroad.

In addition to polishing magazines in Hong Kong, Su Jingxian did not forget to call Thompson, a former war correspondent in the United States, in the past two days, asking him to help contact wholesalers in the United States, and use magazine samples to promote Playboy's pre-orders among wholesalers.

Thompson, who lost his job because of a leg injury, is now an agent for Playboy in the United States, with full responsibility for distributing and promoting these two important projects, and going to the bank on a monthly basis to receive a high salary from Hong Kong.

"Brother Qiang, has the post office negotiated?" Out of the office building, Su Jingxian opened his mouth and asked Zhong Qiang beside him.

Playboy only registered a shell company in the United States, and the magazine distribution was printed and mailed out in Hong Kong, which required a relationship with the post office in advance.

"It's all about it, the post office, customs and airlines have already visited the dock." Zhong Qiang nodded, but there was a bit of concern in his voice, "But does an issue of the magazine really have to print 100,000 copies?" I heard Uncle Zhong complain that in the past two days, he has spent another amount of money on printing, and now there is not much money left on the newspaper's books. ”

Su Jingxian glanced at Zhong Qiang, and asked with a smile, "Is it more than 100,000 copies?" Do you know how much the ghost editor suggested I should print in one issue? ”

Zhong Qiang shook his head, he only knew that in Hong Kong, now all the magazine publishing companies combined, can sell 100,000 copies of magazines a month, and now Playboy is ready to print 100,000 copies in one issue, so he can't help but worry.

Seeing Zhong Qiang shaking his head, Su Jingxian grinned: "The magazine industry in the United States is different from that in Hong Kong, the Yankees now have money in their hands, and magazines account for a large proportion of entertainment publications. ”

Seeing that Zhong Qiang's eyes widened after hearing the number of 300,000 copies, Su Jingxian smiled slightly and did not open his mouth to explain more.

Compared with Hong Kong, which has a population of only a few million, the United States now has a population of more than 150 million, and more than 100,000 or 200,000 magazines cannot even make a splash if they are thrown into it. Su Jingxian is very confident that when Playboy's bold, exciting, and even somewhat obscene magazine is distributed in 100,000 copies, it will soon sell out.