Guan Xiumei sighed, saw Huo Dongjun's eyes staring at her chest, and hurriedly retracted her hand to cover her chest and stood up, Huo Dongjun didn't have a thief's expression at all, but blinked at Guan Xiumei, with an expression of "I don't know how much I know".

Although Guan Xiumei may be an actress with a sexy label in the future, it doesn't mean that she can let go at this time, she was reminded by Huo Dongjun just now, and blinked and flirted, helpless, the expression on her face was like she was wronged and didn't know where to tell, and her white and tender face could almost ooze blood, showing a delicate pink, which became more and more seductive.

Looking at her cautious appearance, Huo Dongjun was not in the mood to continue to flirt, Guan Xiumei at this time looked no different from Sister Baoling, a typical traditional woman in the estate, no opinions, no thoughts, no status, and she didn't know what to do when she left her family.

After that, Guan Xiumei kept blushing to avoid Huo Dongjun's gaze, and even finally took the initiative to go outside to help clean the yard and stay away from Huo Dongjun.

Lin Zhizhi waited for Guan Xiumei to leave before sitting down again, and smiled very meaningfully: "Brother Jun, you have been a monk for so long, this beautiful girl is good, although her mind is not very bright, but she is very well-behaved and sensible, and she looks good when she takes it out, so it is worth starting?"

Huo Dongjun nodded, played with the Zippo lighter and said, "Yes, I think so too, but I think a guy like you who has never even touched a woman seems to be qualified to say these words, do you want me to let Chen Hao bring a few from the horse pen to help you teach you human physiology?"

"Thank you, Brother Jun, but it's not necessary, I make money with those pornographic photos all day long, and it's hard to think of A in physiology class!" Lin Zhizhi laughed, revealing his white teeth, and in the sunlight shining in from the window, he looked even more youthful and chic.

Seeing that several girls had left the office and went outside to fetch water, Huo Dongjun raised his head and looked at Lin Zhizhi, and slowly took it back with a smile:

"Yaohui stood up the night before, you interrupted, you want to do it, don't you really want to go to the boys' college to go to college?"

Lin Zhizhi lightly scratched his fingers on the wooden tabletop, and then looked to see if there were any stains on his hands, and when he heard Huo Dongjun ask himself, he turned his head to look at him and said:

"I think of Brother Bang, brain cancer, you have to die after all, it's not bad to enjoy Hong Kong medical treatment before you die?"

Huo Dongjun regarded this matter as a very secret matter between several people from the beginning, so he never thought of Chen Guobang, and at this moment Lin Zhizhi brought it up, Huo Dongjun was stunned for a moment:

"You told Brother Bang about this?"

Lin Zhizhi pushed his black-framed glasses: "I said, I said Brother Jun, you are going to take the position recently, the premise is to do the fairy soup, after the fairy soup is hung up, the five streets are all Brother Jun's brother, Brother Bang's brain is not stupid, so he naturally understands, I told him that after turning himself in, he told the poor guy that he had a headache, and the poor guy would take him to the hospital for an examination, and he didn't need to pay for it himself, even if it was brain cancer, it was useless." ”

"Pick, how can Brother Bang believe this kind of thing?" Huo Dongjun didn't believe that Chen Guobang was moved by Lin Zhizhi so easily.

Lin Zhizhi looked out the window at the few girls who were cleaning in the courtyard and didn't forget to secretly look at him, and said softly: "When a person reaches a desperate place, there is suddenly a road in front of him, even if the road in front of him may be a cliff, he will go down, if he doesn't go, staying in place is death, go, he may have one more chance, you help him carry the loan shark account, he naturally doesn't want to die, and now he has the opportunity to go to the hospital for treatment, and it is not a problem to go to prison!" In Hong Kong, a ghost place, prisoners are treated better than the poor, no wonder so many poor people are willing to take the blame for others, in the housing estate, it is more difficult to seek medical treatment from the welfare department than to see Youde, but when the prisoner is sick, he can see a doctor immediately, and the government will help you pay for it, isn't it very unfair for you to say it?"

Huo Dongjun was not surprised at all that seventeen-year-old Lin Zhizhi said this, this brother who always looks like a sunny boy may be the most mature one among the young people in the estate.

"Are there any conditions?"

Lin Zhizhi snorted from his nose and said: "There can be conditions, but it's just money, even if you stay in the hospital all day, Brother Bang will be a few months' life, you have five streets, and if you have some money in the future, he wants to give a share to Sister Baoling and his daughter." ”

"Divide it?" Huo Dongjun raised his eyebrows: "It's best not to use this kind of word casually." ”

"If he is too greedy, I won't tell you, 1,500 yuan a month for the family, reasonable!" Lin Zhizhi looked at Huo Dongjun and said: "Now it turns out that it was easy for us to find a substitute for the dead ghosts, and the streets were full of poor people, and now there are factories running, and everyone is willing to make some money in a down-to-earth manner, and few people can't open the pot, otherwise Brother Bang, if he doesn't have brain cancer, how can he agree, maybe he will go to the police station to report us and earn some informant fees." ”

Huo Dongjun saw a person walking in outside the magazine, holding a common black briefcase, and said to Lin Zhizhi: "Shut up, someone is coming, I guess it's an interview!"

The person who came was only in his thirties, but his eyes were a little dark, his hair was messy, his face seemed to have accumulated a layer of dust, and the gray suit he was wearing still had a stain on the neckline.

This person couldn't stop looking at a few girls in the courtyard, and when he saw Guan Xiumei, his eyes widened, but he knew each other very well, so he didn't come up to talk to him, but hesitantly knocked on the office door.

"Come in. Huo Dongjun adjusted the chair, from sitting on the side just now to sitting upright, putting his hands crossed on the table, looking at the person who opened the door and came in.

"May I ask if this is the magazine "Men's Weekly"?" The man came in and saw Huo Dongjun's appearance and was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously surprised that Huo Dongjun, who was sitting at the desk, was a little young, but he immediately returned to normal, and asked Huo Dongjun with some humility.

"Here it is, but I've just registered with the Drop Magazine, so the preparation is still a little insufficient, and even the cards haven't been hung yet. Huo Dongjun didn't get up, just sat on the seat and looked directly at the person who came: "Are you here for an interview?"

"Yes, yes......" The man seemed to want to avoid Huo Dongjun's sight, shrank his head slightly, and nodded busily: "I'm here to apply for the position of editor-in-chief of your magazine." ”

Even though Huo Dongjun didn't have the habit of judging people by their appearance, he still almost couldn't hold back his breath, looking at Lin Zhizhi behind him, Lin Zhizhi couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Sir, I don't know if you have read the recruitment information clearly, I am looking for an editor-in-chief of a magazine with work experience, who is familiar with the industry and can manage this magazine independently. Huo Dongjun looked at this middle-aged man who was clearly a combination of Vietnamese refugees and addicts, and said word for word.

"I know, I know, I have work experience, I was the editor of the Ming Pao supplement, my name is Leung Ka Wing, I'm not talking nonsense, here is my information. Although the man's appearance was very poor, Huo Dongjun was a little surprised by what he said. However, Hong Kong's first newspaper, and the position of the edition director can also be said to be an important position, because in the 80s, whether it is a magazine or a newspaper, the edition is still manual, there is no computer to use, so it can only be the magazine to manually design the publication surface, and then hand it over to the printing house, the printing house out of samples, and then according to the layout of the sample, find out the shortcomings, and modify them, a real newspaper or magazine, the edition department is the most manpower and the most demanding work ability, especially the layout adaptability, because there may be news or advertisements at any time in the first few hours before the release, at this time it all depends on the coordination ability of the edition director。

And now, this man who claims to be the director of the "Ming Pao" sub-edition, is this virtue?

Seeing the man named Liang Jiarong hurriedly took out a large stack of documents from his briefcase and put them on the table, Huo Dongjun picked them up and flipped through them, most of them were "Ming Pao", and there was indeed Liang Jiarong's name in the upper corner, and the title was also the director of the edition, just look at the date of "Ming Pao", it was still July 83.

At the top is Leung Ka-wing's ID card and some photos, including a group photo with Zha Liangyong, Hu Juren and other high-level officials of Ming Pao, but Leung Ka-wing in the photo looks much more energetic than the real person.

"With all due respect, Brother Rong, if this information in my hand is true, I think you can find a position that is much better than that of the editor-in-chief of this newly registered magazine. Huo Dongjun put the information back on the table, looked at Liang Jiarong and said.

Liang Jiarong looked at Huo Dongjun and said with some frustration: " If I don't make a mistake, I am still the director of the edition, and I am not afraid of being known, anyway, I am now notorious in the newspaper industry and the magazine industry, on July 14, 83, a fire broke out in the wooden house area of Chung Tau Village, Ap Lei Chau, Aberdeen, which took 27 hours to extinguish the fire, and on the 15th, Ming Pao of course wanted to use this incident as the headline, but on the 14th, my old friend celebrated my birthday, and took me to Japan early in the morning to meet the Japanese girl, I didn't know that the fire broke out, and the articles in the supplement of the day were all arranged by me the day before, and my deputy should have adjusted the layout on the spot, but he fell into the ground, so on the 15thThe headline on the front page of "Ming Pao" is the fire in Yongtou Village, and after opening it, it is the front page of the supplement, Huang Zhan's column Fengyuewen "Beauty and Eight Women: Merry and Dirty", not only the newspaper boss is angry, but even the Hong Kong people scold me for being inhumane, and I am still in the mood to talk to the people about women on the day of the disaster, especially "Ming Pao" Pushed me out to confess, broke the news that I went to Japan to prostitute on the day of the fire, and made me a street rat, from July to the present, I have seen countless newspapers and magazines, and no one dares to use me again, if it weren't for the fact that your magazine is new, I would not have a face, for fear of being laughed at. ”

After listening to Liang Jiahui's narration, Huo Dongjun felt that this guy's luck was really bad enough, the right time, place and people were gathered together to let his deputy bring him down and step down, and he couldn't do without any of them.

"Do you know what kind of magazine "Men's Weekly" is?" Huo Dongjun took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed one to Liang Jiarong: "Come, sit down, let's talk slowly." ”