Liang Jiarong hung up the phone and looked at Huo Dongjun, he was born in magazines, and he would not look down on people because of Huo Dongjun's age, because Li Zhiyi had founded the children's magazine "Red Bus" at the age of 16 and became the youngest magazine president in Hong Kong.

"How's it going, boss, are you lazy to come and see me so early?"

"I didn't come here yesterday, so come over today to see if it's the first time you've seen me. Huo Dongjun threw a red 10,000 that he bought from the store to Liang Jiarong and said.

Many of the people in the magazine are old smokers, and they are busy with pages and manuscripts all day long, and they have no time to rest, so they all rely on cigarettes and coffee.

"Wow, will we supply Hongwan in the future? Liang Jiarong took the cigarette, picked up a document on the table and handed it to Huo Dongjun:

"You asked me to cope with the next interview, and I met a few people, all of whom were outsiders who came to mix salaries, and I sent them away, and there was only one person on this list that I deliberately handled, Dawn, the original distribution specialist of "Food Fortnight". ”

Huo Dongjun took the piece of paper, and Liang Jiarong wrote more than a dozen names on it, but some of them were crossed out with an ink pen, it should not have been negotiated, only Li En's name was circled by him, indicating that this person had been done.

"Food Fortnightly" is a relatively rare food magazine in Hong Kong, bi-weekly, every two weeks, selling for five yuan, but Huo Dongjun has never seen this magazine, because no one in Kwun Tong has spent money to buy a recipe to study what to eat today, and the circulation of this magazine will not be too high.

"Don't think that "Food Fortnight" only sells more than 10,000 copies of an issue to underestimate Li En, this guy has a set, a food magazine can spread more than 9,000 newspaper stalls in Hong Kong, it is amazing, he is very familiar with the distribution association, develop distribution channels, send and receive publications, and have a number of stalls, all done by one person, one person supports the venting of "Food Fortnightly", which is stronger than the entire circulation department of Ming Pao!"

"How did you deal with such a stakeful person, do you mind telling me about it?" Huo Dongjun sat across from him and asked.

"He is my old friend who went to Japan for my birthday celebration......" Leung Ka-wing had a faint smile on his face, mentioning that the incident that was scolded by the whole Hong Kong people has calmed down a lot: "He feels that he owes me, without him taking me to Japan, I am still the editorial director of "Ming Pao", if he didn't help me in the past six months, I would have starved to death, and "Men's Weekly" will definitely make money, so I called him, not only for the publication of the magazine, but also for him to make more money. ”

Huo Dongjun didn't mind that Liang Jiarong brought a group of people he was familiar with to fill the magazine office, there is no privacy in this industry, as long as the first magazine is listed, other people can study the selling point when they see making money, and they can study the selling point by buying a magazine, not to mention the salty and wet magazine, the selling point is so obvious.

The only thing the magazine can do is to keep climbing upward, just like a mixed club, keep working hard and stand in the leading position.

Liang Jiarong poured a glass of water for Huo Dongjun and asked: "Boss, the magazine is very good at recruiting, do we set a date for the first publication, after the photos are in place, I can make the process of layout design in one night, and I can send it to the magazine for printing the next day, the photo is accompanied by text, the favorite type of the magazine division department, easy." ”

Huo Dongjun rubbed his chin with his fingers, heard Liang Jiarong's words, and asked rhetorically: "Has anyone from Ming Pao come to collect protection money?"

"Except for the "Oriental Daily" of the four major families, which newspaper has not been accepted? Of course there is?" Liang Jiarong thought that Huo Dongjun was worried that the magazine would be visited by the door, and said: "Don't worry, if there is a club to pay the money, the most fierce word in the neighborhood will be handed over to the side, we will open a magazine, and make money in harmony." After Liang Jiarong helped Huo Dongjun pour water, he poured himself a glass and said.

"I know, the first issue of the magazine will be a few days away, don't worry, if you are free, just think about the magazine's columns, in addition to photo photos, there are also stories, will you write?" Although Huo Dongjun knows that the magazine will make money early if it is put on the shelves in the morning, it is easy to be stepped on if it does not stabilize the territory of Kwun Tong.

"That kind of story can be received for a small amount of money, I don't know how much, just come back and polish it, you are the boss, you can push it for a few days, as long as you pay your salary on time, I don't mind sitting here drinking tea. Liang Jiarong looked at Huo Dongjun and said with a smile: "There are few bosses like you in the magazine, everyone wants to put it on the shelves quickly, you are good, you know that the magazine is making money but is not in a hurry, I really don't understand." ”

......

Feng Zhirong held on to the street lamp on the side of the street, even though he had arrived at Kwun Tong, he still couldn't help the desire to vomit in his heart, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

Mad Jiu is good to Feng Zhirong, and dragged Feng Zhirong to Bolan Street, first found a big restaurant to invite Feng Zhirong to eat alone, the abalone in the abalone seahorse soup is two-headed abalone, and the shark fin of the golden-winged jade butterfly is also Tianjiu wing, all of which are top dishes that Feng Zhirong has never seen before, but Feng Zhirong has no appetite at all, because Mad Jiu has always asked him to help hold the glass bottle, and when he thinks of having a pair of eyeballs on his body, Feng Zhirong is not interested in Yan Baoying, even in the elixir of immortality.

After eating for Mad Jiu Si Wenwen, Feng Zhirong begged Mad Jiu to let him go home, and Mad Jiu said that he would take him to see the artwork.

Feng Zhirong was almost dragged into an apartment by the Crazy Nine, and the Crazy Nine younger brothers who saw Feng Zhirong in the distance all looked at him with gloating expressions.

When he came out of the art apartment of Mad Jiu, Feng Zhirong had vomited only water in his stomach, and he couldn't wait to vomit out of bile.

If he came directly and didn't go to eat and visit, Feng Zhirong would be very interested, but after seeing the artwork of Crazy Jiu, even if the two young ladies helped Feng Zhirong in the room to do their best, Feng Zhirong's little guys have been showing signs of raising their heads, and the two beauties stripped naked and slept with him all night, and nothing happened.

Early the next morning, Fung Chi-wing slipped out of Polan Street like a thief and took a minibus back to Kwun Tong.

Holding on to the lamppost to ease his spirit, and trying to shake his head to shake everything he had seen last night away from his brain, Feng Zhirong walked towards his big guy Hua Qi's territory:

"Fei Zijun, I'll pounce on your mother, I won't save you when I die!"

......

In the afternoon, it rained lightly again, Huo Dongjun sat in the Toyota car, looking at the pedestrians on the street who were speeding up their pace with a cigarette, but he was thinking about going to Jialian Road tomorrow night to behead the madman, four hundred and dozens of people, the madman's Hui was already a foregone conclusion, as long as he stood firm in the five streets of the fairy soup for three days, that territory would be under his name according to the rules of the rivers and lakes.

It's just to defeat the madman Hui, I don't know if He Anfeng will fully support the New Territories Niu, if he and Anfeng's bigwigs change to support the New Territories Niu, it will also be a bitter battle.

The main force on his side is the team lent to him by Black Star and Chen Dongjixiang's younger brother, these are the old boys who can really pick up knives and cut people, not the rotten boys of the housing estates who have never seen the world, as long as this group of people is not scattered and demoralized, those who come over will not be timid, otherwise Huo Dongjun is sure that as long as he and the New Territories Niu fail to fight for territory, whether it is the fat and ponytail who are loyal, or the big nose forest who is still hesitant, they will jump out and fall into the well, and the more insidious ones may even want to swallow their current few fields。

drove the car, walked from the Immortal Master Temple towards Yuehua Street, and as soon as he turned into Yuehua Street, Huo Dongjun saw Lin Zhizhi's sister Lin Jiali holding her head with a handbag, stepping on high heels and hiding in the storefront on the side of the road.

Huo Dongjun honked the horn twice, pasted it from the side, lowered the window and said to Lin Jiali:

"Miss Lin, hide from the rain, get in the car, I'll send you." ”

Lin Jiali turned around and found that Huo Dongjun, who was still wearing jeans and T-shirt for the first time, actually drove a Toyota Crown to ask herself, and was a little surprised, but looking at the ambiguous middle-aged men who were shirtless and smiling at herself in the shops on both sides of the street, Lin Jiali still reached out and opened the door of the crown and sat in the co-pilot.

She checked the school's files and found out that Lin Zhizhi and her mother had transferred to live in Wole Estate on Yuet Wah Street, and this time she came to see her mother Aunt Feng, but there are many housing estates on Yuet Wah Street, and there are seven buildings in one Wo Lok Estate, Mei Lok Building, Xingle Building, etc., and the buildings are sometimes connected to each other, if you are not a local resident, it is easy to get lost when you enter the estate.

Lin Jiali just entered the housing estate directly, and then got lost in the almost identical housing estate layout, and finally it was not a grandmother who took her out, she may have to continue to circle in the cramped corridors and stairs, not long after she came out, it began to rain, Lin Jiali wanted to go to the street shop to avoid the rain, and by the way, she asked her mother's address, but she didn't expect to meet Huo Dongjun.

She has a deep impression of Huo Dongjun, if there was no Huo Dongjun that night, she might have been kidnapped by the man called Cun Bang and taken to Balan Street, although she had never been to Balan Street, it didn't mean that she didn't know what Balan Street was.

Huo Dongjun handed over a pack of tissues and said, "Wipe the rain." ”

"Thank you. Lin Jiali took the tissue and wiped the rain on her face and neck.

Huo Dongjun drove the car without waiting for Lin Jiali to react and turned around and walked out of Yuehua Street, he didn't want Aunt Feng to see Lin Jiali, it was not that he was unkind, but that Aunt Feng's physical condition was clear to him, and he couldn't withstand the stimulation of joy and sorrow, and Aunt Feng had to lie in bed most of the time except for going to the bathroom or washing all year round, and cooking for Lin Zhizhi every day was already Aunt Feng's physical limit. Such an arrogant person has been bedridden all the year round after being abandoned by her husband, no one can guess what Aunt Feng's attitude is towards her husband and daughter, in case Lin Jiali appears, it is not impossible for Aunt Feng to get sick as soon as she is excited.

And Huo Dongjun felt that Lin Jiali was too troublesome, if it wasn't for the fact that she was caught by an inch explosion last time, he didn't have to fight with Immortal Tang, although the territory was important, but Huo Dongjun, an opponent of the level of Immortal Soup, would not rush to the stage to fight him if he could avoid it.

"Drop you off at the bus stop. Huo Dongjun glanced at Lin Jiali and said.