Li Jianqing saw Huo Dongjun and Heizai's old Douge advancing into his martial arts hall, and his face only twitched reluctantly, which could be regarded as giving Ge Qian and Huo Dongjun a smile.

"Master Li, I have already asked you to close the martial arts hall, and Ah Jun will honor you, and I don't know how good it will be for you to live the rest of your life comfortably. Ge Qian smiled at Li Jianqing and explained the reason why he came: "Ah Jun has something to tell me, so he came to you to avoid his ears." ”

Huo Dongjun saw that his master was still wearing the same old clothes, and frowned and asked, "Master, have they sent any money to Chen Hao Yaohui during this time?"

"Yes, they will give me more than 1,000 yuan a week, but I have hands and feet, and it is not yet time to use them to honor me for the elderly. Li Jianqing limped over and closed the sliding door of the martial arts hall, turned his head and said to Huo Dongjun: "You two talk slowly, anyway, this martial arts hall is not in business, it doesn't matter if it opens or not, I'll make some tea." ”

Huo Dongjun took out his wallet from his pocket, took out more than 3,000 yuan in cash, caught up with Li Jianqing's footsteps, stuffed the money into Li Jianqing's pocket, and saw that Li Jianqing was about to reach out and take it out, Huo Dongjun pressed his pocket with his hand and said:

"You are my master, with my filial piety is justified, you don't like others to send it, I will come and send it to you every week in the future. ”

Li Jianqing saw Huo Dongjun grabbing his clothes pockets with both hands, and finally just patted the back of his hand with his hand, nodded and said: "You are my apprentice, I will accept it, the fortune teller Deng Bo said that I was desolate in my old age, and I ...... the second half of my life."

"Ten years ago, even if he could live to be ninety years old, he died of illness last year, and his life is not for believing, but for fighting, this is what you said, master. Huo Dongjun slowly let go and said, standing beside Li Jianqing and saying.

He knew that Li Jianqing said that the fortune teller Deng Bo came out not because he was afraid that he would be desolate, Li Jianqing never believed in fate, he believed in fate this time, because he was afraid that Deng Bo's lip gloss would really work on Huo Dongjun's body, and he wanted Huo Dongjun to stay away from him, so as not to spoil his current luck.

The corners of Li Jianqing's mouth showed a slight smile, the little apprentice who helped him run errands all day long is now a new fierce man in the rivers and lakes, even more powerful than he Li Jianqing was back then, even if the three words of sweat and scarf are fierce and vicious, they are just a double-flower red stick beater, but his own apprentice knows how to eat brains, and he is already a big man in the hall at a young age.

"I'm going to make tea. Li Jianqing continued to walk forward, and after walking for a while, he continued: "Although you are already a big man now, if you have time, you still have to box, even if you are no longer fighting for your life, you can exercise your muscles and bones, which is beneficial and harmless." ”

Huo Dongjun scratched his hair, only in front of Sister Lan and Li Jianqing, Huo Dongjun would unconsciously scratch his head, because he didn't know how to answer the questions of the two, he was speechless to Sister Lan, and he was ashamed of Li Jianqing.

Waiting for Li Jianqing to go outside to fetch water, Huo Dongjun pulled two chairs and sat on the edge of the training ground with Ge Qian, Ge Qian was not in a hurry to ask, and after Huo Dongjun sat in front of him, he spoke calmly:

"Ah Jun, is there something for Uncle I to do? Zhong is a black boy who broke the rules outside, do you want to explain it to me clearly, and move his family law?"

Looking at the serious face of his ex-uncle, Huo Dongjun patted his forehead: "I'm sorry, blame me, blame my ex-uncle, it's my tone that is a little heavy, so let you think too much, it's not about Heizai, Heizai has been working hard recently, and now the people in the number gang are giving him some face, you don't have to worry about him, I'm looking for you this time, it's a matter of the magazine." ”

Ge Qian heard that it was not his son, and spit out a heavy breath, when he heard Huo Dongjun outside that he was going to talk to him for a few words, his heart had to stop, thinking that the black boy had violated the family law, Huo Dongjun came to himself before the family law to make it clear, and when he heard that it was not a club but a magazine, Ge Qian scolded himself, and then he showed a smile:

"Say it earlier, your ex-uncle and I are dozens of years old, and I can't hold up the scene for too long, I smiled at Master Li just now, and my legs are trembling because I am worried that the black boy will break the family law!"

Huo Dongjun hurriedly apologized, and Ge Qian waved his hand to say that it didn't matter: "The magazine needs my help?"

Huo Dongjun told Ge Qian about the events of the last few days, although Ge Qian himself sells newspapers, but he never reads the news, because he is illiterate, so even if the "Tiantian Daily" on his stall is hung with the news of "Men's Weekly" flowing into the campus, he doesn't care at all, and he doesn't care, for him, newspapers and magazines are just a means for him to make money, selling a newspaper to earn one or two cents, a magazine for five cents or seven cents, as for the newspaper and what is written in the magazine, it has nothing to do with him.

After Huo Dongjun finished speaking, Ge Qian opened his mouth, but in the end he could only scold: "Pick that star!"

For him, the fight between cultural people is even more poisonous than that of Jianghu people, at least if the other party admits defeat after the Jianghu people win, this incident can really be like it happened, and the next time they meet, they can even be friends, but now when they hear Huo Dongjun's words, it is clear that the "Daily Daily" is going to force the "Men's Weekly" to close down completely, and they are not allowed to stop in this industry in the future.

"Do you want us to boycott "Tian Tian Daily", I dare not talk about others, in the Kwun Tong generation, at least dozens of stalls I can handle, and "Tian Tian Daily" will not appear again in the future!" Ge Qian patted his chest and said to Huo Dongjun.

Huo Dongjun smiled at Ge Qian: "Uncle ex, if you boycott, I won't look for you, I want you to help contact other newspaper guys to hold a demonstration, wait for me to call, the phone calls, and immediately bring someone to appear at the headquarters of the magazine association in Juji Bay, and I will ask good reporters and people from the TV station to help you record when the time comes." ”

Ge Qian's eyes slowly widened, and he looked at Huo Dongjun blankly, Huo Dongjun's sword eyebrows twitched: "Uncle ex?"

Ge Qian came back to his senses as if he had suddenly woken up, and said, "Parade?"

"Is Men's Weekly selling well?How much money can you make from an issue of Men's Weekly?" Huo Dongjun asked in a lower voice when he saw that Ge Qian couldn't understand the concept of the parade.

Hearing Huo Dongjun talk about whether "Men's Magazine" is good or not, Ge Qian immediately said: "It's easy to sell, of course it's easy to sell, selling one book will make you five cents, I got more than 40 copies a week, relying on "Men's Magazine" alone, I made 200 yuan in those days, which is more popular than other magazines combined." ”

"Then such a good-selling magazine, and it does not violate the laws of Hong Kong, and it is forced to stop publishing for no reason, does it cut off your financial route?"

Ge Qian finally caught some of Huo Dongjun's thoughts and nodded: "Of course, if "Men's Magazine" is suspended, we will make a lot less money. ”

"If you have no money and can't get any money, can you go to the Hong Kong Magazine Association to reflect this problem and ask why the magazine association wants to stop "Men's Weekly"?" Huo Dongjun continued to ask unhurriedly.

Ge Qian took a breath, and his eyes brightened: "I understand, do you need me to find someone to march?

"The more the merrier, I will privately pay the newspaper guys who go to the parade, such as your ex-uncle, I will give you 10,000 yuan, you find a dozen old dead people who also sell newspapers (referring to dead friends, cronies), let them continue to contact other people, I will pay 5,000 yuan per person for your old death, you can't spit on these people, you must bite to death because you received "Men's Weekly" I will not pay for the other newspaper guys, and if you pay, there will be a lot of people, and it will inevitably leak the news, so you can only rely on the mouths of a few of you to move them to stand up, can you make a mess?" Huo Dongjun stared into Ge Qian's eyes and asked: "This time, at least a thousand newspaper guys will be needed to block the traffic in front of the Hong Kong Magazine Association in Kei Wan." ”

1,000 people, that is, 1,000 stalls, Ge Qian grabbed the trousers on his thighs with both hands, and gritted his teeth for a long time to speak: "You are my nephew, of course I want to support you! Not to mention, 1,000 people, I will definitely find a way to help you get together! When the time comes, if you call, I will go to Yingjiwan to demonstrate!"

Huo Dongjun exhaled lightly and patted Ge Qian's shoulder: "Thank you, uncle, this matter is done, I will ask the magazine to open an extra hundred copies per issue for you, so that your booth will ensure that the number of copies in Hong Kong is the highest, and I will give you 100,000 yuan first, if it is not enough, tell me or Heizai, if there is a surplus, I will honor your old man." ”

Ge Qian's hands slowly clenched from clutching his trousers to clenching his fists, and the expression on his face was unusually serious: "This is to cut off the financial resources of our newspaper guys! I will definitely fight with them to the end! I see that the class of cultural people who sit in the air-conditioned room and only know how to calculate people! Zhong is even worse for this group of newspaper guys who cover their heads with tiles!"

……

"Have you asked someone to contact?" Han Sen asked, sitting at the dining table and looking at his wife Li Siyan opposite.

Li Siyan, director of the Yau Tsim Mong District of the Hong Kong Parent-Teacher Association, first glanced at her son, who had already eaten and was sitting in the living room reading comics, and said, "Sam, go to your room to study." ”

The seven-year-old son got up obediently and entered the room with the comics, and when the son entered the room, Li Siyan shook his head at Han Sen: "Only more than a hundred people are willing to come out to march." ”

"More than a hundred? Do you do things like this? Zhao Sir told me this time, if you can successfully handle this student's parent parade, I will sit in the position of the president of his new magazine in the future, and now there are only a hundred or dozens of people, let me talk to Sir with Zhao?" Han Sen frowned slightly, put down his chopsticks and said to Li Siyan.

After the parents' demonstration, the legislators immediately voiced their support, and the Hong Kong Magazine Association forced the "Men's Weekly" to stop publication, and then drafted new laws or regulations for the industry, and would not give "Men's Weekly" a chance to resume publication.

Li Siyan bit her lip: "I have learned in more than a dozen schools in Yau Tsim Wang, although there is an occasional inflow of "Men's Weekly", but there are only a dozen copies at most, which is not large-scale, and they are all the kind of rotten students who will be brought to campus, and other students have no such thing at all, so parents are reluctant to stand up and speak out." ”

"The Miss Lin in Kwun Tong District you know, call her now and ask her if she can pull a few hundred more people, a hundred or dozens of people in Kwun Tong District, that is not a demonstration, it is funny, at least 500 people are enough momentum. Han Sen said in a resolute tone: "Whether I can come out this time depends on whether you are enough people." ”