Liang Jiarong sweated slightly on his head, and responded to the voice on the other end of the phone:

"Mr. Chen, I have said many times, we will never print this inaugural issue, 100,000 copies to test the waters, I have already taken the risk, in case I lose money, my boss will fire me directly!"

On the other end of the phone was Chen Nansheng, the director of the distribution association, and when he heard Liang Jiarong's words, Chen Nansheng said in an almost threatening tone:

"Liang Sir, the whole Hong Kong and Kowloon do not have this kind of rule, of course the sales are good, of course, there is no money, don't you make money, tens of thousands of newspaper guys are waiting to sell your magazine to make a little money, and print 50,000 copies, everyone is happy, there is no need to have a stiff relationship with me, beware of the publishers below who can't suppress the newspaper guys, and collectively boycott your magazine!"

"Chen Sir, the number of magazines to be distributed is our decision, I will give you 200,000 copies, in case you can't sell it, you can't do anything, but the magazine and the newsstand signed a back-to-end agreement, I can't sell it is going to lose money, you want to make a cup, okay, in the future, our magazine will not go to the distribution association, the magazine will be directly granted to the newspaper guy, the price will be lowered by three cents, do you guess it will be a sample? I entered this industry at the age of seventeen, and I worked out step by step, and I am more familiar with this set than you, and I bypassed your distribution association, and the distribution association in minutes dismissed you, do you think that more than 920,000 newspaper guys in Hong Kong will listen to the words of the distribution association? They came for money, I adjusted down three cents, delivered it to the door, and brought it back to the end, late at night, you think slowly. Leung hung up the phone and let out a long breath.

If it weren't for the fact that I was so emotional and couldn't sleep late at night, I might not have been able to receive this phone call, but I could have thought that the distribution association would call on the first night to ask for an additional printing?

More than half of the 100,000 copies of "Men's Magazine" were sold in a single day, and the remaining number of copies of the current distribution association is likely to not last even tomorrow, so they hurriedly contacted the magazine to print it, clearly seeing an opportunity to make a profit.

The phone rang again, and Liang Jiarong picked up the phone: "Hey, find a side?"

"Ah Rong? haha, I, Ah Sen, do you remember? The editor-in-chief of "South Wind". The voice on the other end of the phone carried a warm feeling like a reunion of friends.

Liang Jiarong was stunned for a moment, where did Han Sen, the editor-in-chief of "South Wind", have a relationship with him, when he went to "South Wind" for an interview, this Han Sen deliberately mentioned his own troubles and fell into the ground, and his tone at that time was not as affectionate as it is now.

"Han Sir, do you know this number, call so late?"

Han Sen heard the coldness in Liang Jiarong's tone, and said directly to the point: "Ah Rong, this number is told by the distribution association to me, Nan Sheng's tone is a little worse, he knows his mistake, you have a lot, don't be angry with people like him, what do you say to adjust the price, deliver it to the door, that kid is serious, President Huang Yongren Huang Sir asked me to help call you, "Man Weekly" You are in charge of the number, but whether the next issue can increase the number, the publishers under the distribution association are very dissatisfied, this time Huang Sir is suppressed, but it may not be next time, and it is difficult for him to do it. ”

Huang Yongren, the big boss of publishers in 18 regions of Hong Kong, actually asked the editor-in-chief of "South Wind" to intercede late at night?

Liang Jiarong believed that Chen Nansheng called to ask for an additional seal before, which must have been Huang Yongren's meaning, but now that the other party has handed over a smiling face, Liang Jiarong naturally can't keep a straight face to the end, so he softened his tone and said:

"What's wrong, it's just that Chen Sir's tone of voice just now is too hard, and he has a tone of calling the shots for me, since Huang Sir speaks, of course I don't have an opinion, and the number of the next issue of the magazine will definitely increase. ”

"With your words, hey, you are thriving now, if you have any benefits, remember to take care of your little brother, salty and wet magazines, such a profitable idea has been thought of by you, you don't come out of the sky is intolerable! After saying some kind words on the other side of the phone, Han Sen took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Leung Ka-wing pushed open the office door and looked at the night sky, 50,000 copies of "Men's Magazine" were sold today, and tomorrow it will not be as simple as buying out of stock.

Huang Yongren, Han Sen, and Chen Nansheng would not have called a regular magazine late at night.

Even these celebrities in the circle can't sit still, and Leung Ka-wing believes that those ordinary people who have watched "Men's Weekly" will even set off a topic because of the appearance of this magazine.

……

"Brother Jun, the doctor has come out, and Chen Hao has no problem, at most in a month or two, and he will be alive again. Fat Fat used a wheelchair to push Huo Dongjun, who had already bandaged his lower abdomen, and said.

In the He Wentian Private Hospital in Lantian, Da Nose Lin and Fat Fat spent money to pay off the emergency doctors on night shift, so that the hospital did not call the police because it was a knife wound, and Chen Hao and Huo Dongjun were sent here to bandage their wounds.

Chen Hao's injuries except for the fracture of his left arm, the other three wounds are flesh wounds, even when the doctor helped him stitch it up, he sighed more than once Chen Hao's luck, as long as the knife wound on the chest is used harder, the muscles will tear, and the sternum of the entire chest cavity will burst open, and the knife under the waist is even more dangerous, piercing deep enough, but it did not hurt the internal organs.

Seeing that Huo Dongjun was pushed out of the emergency room by fat fat, Chen Dong, who was smoking against the wall, came over, waved his hand to signal the fat to retreat, pushed the wheelchair himself, and asked Huo Dongjun in his mouth:

"How do you feel like you?

Huo Dongjun tilted his head back and glanced at Chen Dong: "Hey, just push it with a helper, and I'm not a reporter, so I don't need you to interview." ”

Chen Dong took off the cigarette in his mouth**** Huo Dongjun said with a smile:

"Do you believe it or not, all the rotten boys in Kwun Tong now know that you Fei Zai Jun carried a knife for his head horse Chen Hao?

Huo Dongjun took a puff of cigarette, saw a young nurse at the nursing table looking at him, and subconsciously wanted to extinguish the cigarette, Chen Dong had already pushed the wheelchair and laughed at the nurse who was about to speak:

"Pretty girl, do you have a boyfriend? Be my horse? I'm very strong, let's go to supper together, I'll drink six glasses of snake wine, and I'll make you cool thirteen times all night." ”

Hearing Chen Dong's ruffian tone, the little nurse frowned, turned around and left quickly, forgetting to stop Huo Dongjun from smoking, Chen Dong shrugged at Huo Dongjun:

"If you don't see it, you have to be direct to women, if I open my mouth like this, she won't be in the mood to find trouble?"

Huo Dongjun took a cigarette in his mouth and nodded: "Of course, she went to keep the bill, please, this is a private hospital, and you can add health fees for eating cigarettes at will, stupid, I really think you are charming, and your scared little sister ran to the side and blushed?"

"I think the environment here is good, why don't you ask Yaohui to transfer to this hospital too?" Huo Dongjun said in a wheelchair to the big nose forest and fat little brothers who followed Chen Dong.

Before a few younger brothers could speak, Chen Dong had already said: "I ask you, Brother Jun, to figure it out, the operation here tonight is not a problem, there is a physician to help, we will flash people before the hospital starts tomorrow, the doctor on the night shift will not confess to us, the doctor on the day shift will also ask about the knife wounds of you and Chen Hao and call the police, if it weren't for the excessive blood loss of you and Chen Hao, you would have been sent to Jiliao Lao Wu a long time ago, and when Chen Hao's operation is completed, you just happened to go to Lao Wu to be a brother and a brother." ”

"No wonder it is said in the rivers and lakes that you can't enter the official gate if you are alive, and you can't enter the hospital if you die. It's hard to get into the hospital and wrap up your injuries. Although Huo Dongjun's words were full of emotion, there was only a calm expression on his face.

"How many junior brothers did we accept at the opening of the hall this time?" Huo Dongjun slowly tried to sit up straight in the wheelchair and asked.

"Hey, you're the eldest brother here this time, I don't know how many younger brothers you will accept to worship your subordinates?" Chen Dong glanced back at the fat people in the big-nosed forest, and said with a smile.

"Where am I in the mood to count my little brother, I kept thinking that if I proposed to change this knife for Chen Hao, if King Ming didn't agree to me to do it. Huo Dongjun threw away the cigarette butt casually and spoke.

"I want you to do it. Chen Dong pushed Huo Dongjun towards the exit of the hospital building and asked.

Huo Dongjun picked up and said: "Do it a little bit? In that environment, if you can't cover Chen Hao, my hall may only open the only mountain hall last night, and you only have one chance to wear a white shirt last night, because the whole rivers and lakes know that you and I can't cover the little brother, and the side will follow, but fortunately, King Ming is good enough to do things fairly, but it is difficult to say that he is the head horse Atai." ”

"From today onwards, Bian will still remember the name Atai, if he does this kind of thing, Duo is not worth it, if he dares to step on the boundary once, I will blow his head. Although Chen Dong's tone was not intense, he had absolute confidence in his words.

Huo Dongjun closed his mouth and stopped paying attention to Chen Dong, Chen Dong is the person who is the egg tart Wen, but there are outsiders who have stepped on the line, Chen Dong is a person from Kwun Tong Tangkou in the final analysis. Huo Dongjun believes that if Atai makes trouble during this time when he is injured, Chen Dong will definitely take action at any cost.

When he was about to arrive at the door, the fat fat dragged his round body and walked a few steps quickly, and opened the white door curtain, so that Chen Dong could push Huo Dongjun out of the door.

When Huo Dongjun was pushed out of the door by the wheelchair, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, in the parking lot outside the hospital, there were five or six hundred people standing, seeing Huo Dongjun come out, the first few threw away the cigarettes in their hands and walked over quickly......

Five or six hundred people followed them and walked outside the hospital gate, cigarettes in their mouths flickering in the middle of the night, like a galaxy.

"Brother Jun!" the iron snake shouted at Huo Dongjun.

Five or six hundred new people who couldn't see their faces clearly and newly worshiped at the entrance of Changle Huo Dongjun Hall spoke at the same time: "Brother Jun!"

Chen Dong pushed Huo Dongjun forward, and the people in front of him separated from each other and watched Huo Dongjun pass.

Waiting for Huo Dongjun, Chen Dong, Da Nose Lin, Po Wei, and Fat Fat to pass through in turn, they closed again, and five or six hundred junior brothers followed at the end.

Huo Dongjun was in the wheelchair at the front and exhaled softly into the night sky.

"You are now a Kwun Tong boss, there were groups of rotten boys in the housing estate, and now Kwun Tong has feet and feet all over the place, after tonight, people in Kwun Tong will not know the name of Brother Chang Lok Jun. ”

Chen Dong pushed Huo Dongjun with undisguised envy in his tone.

(Volume 1: Ending in a Group of Three or Five)