Chapter Eighty-Three: The Years on Hong Kong Island 5

Although today's writing task was completed, looking at Liu Qi's reaction, Liu Hiiragi decided to satisfy his brother.

After eating the curry brisket rice made by Liu Qi himself, Liu Hiiragi wrote another 3,000 words.

explained the follow-up of the annexation of the island country to Datang.

Liu Qi was extremely satisfied.

There is no one nowadays who does not hate the island nation.

Liu Qi has always regretted that he was born twenty years later and could not fight the island people with his own hands.

The next day, Liu Qi asked Liu Hiiragi to write at home, and he personally went to send the manuscript to the newspaper.

The two chose a newly established newspaper.

The owner of this newspaper is a rich boy who is the third oldest in the family.

The ancestral business of the family was not his turn, so he took the money and wanted to start a business on his own.

The son-in-law, surnamed Feng, bought several small newspapers and merged them into a large newspaper, hoping to become the media king of Hong Kong Island.

In order to increase the sales and fame of the newspaper, Feng Gongzi was eager for talent, and not only recruited their bamboo weavers from another big newspaper with a high salary, but also gave the contributors extremely high remuneration.

Another newspaper paid 80 yuan per 1,000 words for novel writers, and only 30 yuan per 1,000 words for new writers.

The best remuneration given to authors by Feng Gongzi's newspaper is 100 yuan per 1,000 words, and 40 yuan per 1,000 words for newcomer authors.

Thousands of dollars buy horse bones.

As a result, there are a lot of people who contribute to the new newspaper, but the quality is worrying.

Those well-known authors did not contribute to the new newspaper, one is the relationship between the boss of the old newspaper and them, but the old newspaper has raised the treatment given to them. So they chose the old newspaper.

The new newspaper has not received amazing good works, and the sales of the newspaper are far from the old newspapers, which makes Feng Gongzi very depressed.

On this day, Feng Gongzi personally came to inspect the newspaper office and was discussing with the editor-in-chief how to win over those famous writers, when suddenly an editor knocked on the door excitedly and said to the two: "Boss, editor-in-chief, I found a good article." ”

Feng Gongzi became interested and asked, "What is a good article?" Take it for me to see. ”

The editor immediately handed the manuscript in his hand to Feng Gongzi.

Feng Gongzi took it and looked at it.

Then, he was hooked.

When the editor-in-chief saw Feng Gongzi's reaction, he was curious, and took away the part of the manuscript that Feng Gongzi had read.

One more has been added to the fascination.

Seeing the reaction of the two, the editor smiled.

He was the same before.

No way, this novel is so wonderful.

The author is too imaginative, let Ming Chengzu dress as Tang Xuanzong, how did he come up with it?

After more than an hour, Feng Gongzi and the editor-in-chief finished reading the manuscript, and they were all unsatisfied.

The editor-in-chief raised his head and immediately instructed the editor: "Zhang Sunyi, you immediately contact the author of this novel, and you must sign the person." You will be paid fifty dollars per thousand words. ”

Feng Gongzi said: "No, give him 100 yuan per thousand words." ”

The editor-in-chief was surprised: "It's just a rookie author." ”

Feng Gongzi: "When this novel is published, he will not be a rookie author, but a sought-after novelist." It's better to befriend him now, so that he can stay in our newspaper office forever. ”

The editor-in-chief understood Feng Gongzi's thoughts, stood up and said, "Then I'll go see this person in person." ”

Feng Gongzi also stood up: "I'll go too." ”

He was curious about the people who could write such wonderful stories.

Liu Qi wrote down the detailed address under the envelope, and Feng Gongzi and the three of them drove to the outside of the store, got out of the car and walked into the store.

Liu Qi and Liu Hiiragi were both in the shop at this time, and when they saw three people coming in, they thought they were here to buy furniture, so Liu Qi stepped forward and greeted: "Do you want to order furniture?" ”

Zhang Sunyi spoke: "Little brother, let's find someone, is Mr. Kongliu here?" ”

Liu Qi heard Zhang Sun Yi ask about "Mr. Kongliu", and his eyes lit up.

Mr. Kuryu is the pen name of his younger brother.

These three people knew that Mr. Kuryu must be from the newspaper, and they must have found it for that novel.

Liu Qi immediately shouted, "Hiiragi, the people from the newspaper are looking for you." ”

Liu Hiiragi walked over and said to the three of them: "Hello, I am Mr. Kuryu Yanagi." ”

The eyes of the three men widened, completely unbelieving what they were seeing.

Is the boy in front of him fifteen years old?

With the novel's sophisticated writing and wonderful content, they guessed that the author of the novel was probably a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, or a scholar of history.

turned out to be just a teenager who didn't have any hair?

How can it be?!

The editor-in-chief spoke: "Little brother, don't be joking, let's invite Mr. Kuliu out." ”

Liu Hiiragi knew that his age would make people suspicious, so he took out the manuscript and handed it to the three of them: "I really am Mr. Kuryanagi, this is my manuscript." ”

After speaking, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a line of words on the white paper, and handed it to the three people to verify the handwriting.

The three of them looked at the content of the manuscript, and then looked at the line of words written by Liu Hiiragi, and determined that the young man in front of them was really Mr. Kuroyanagi.

"That's really...... Heroes are boys! The editor-in-chief sighed.

Feng Gongzi immediately stepped forward and shook Liu Hiiragi's hand: "Mr. Kongliu, the novel you wrote is so good, I am already a fan of your books." Excuse me, did you write it out in the follow-up? ”

Liu Hiiragi smiled and winked at his brother.

Liu Qi went up to the attic, took down the manuscript at the back of the novel, and handed it to Feng Gongzi.

Feng Gongzi resisted the urge to look through it immediately, put the manuscript away, and talked to Liu Ji about signing the contract.

Liu Ji inquired about the market before and knew that the manuscript fee of the newcomer author was only 30 yuan to 40 yuan per 1,000 words, but Feng Gongzi gave himself 100 yuan per 1,000 words, which was higher than the manuscript fee of the most popular authors, which showed their sincerity.

There was nothing to say, Liu Ji directly signed a contract with Feng Gongzi's newspaper.

This "Emperor Crossing" was serialized in Feng Gongzi's "Xiangjiang Daily", and then Liu Ji wrote other novels, and "Xiangjiang Daily" had the priority to publish.

Feng Gongzi's name is not only a newspaper, but also a publishing house.

When "Emperor Crossing" was serialized in "Xiangjiang Daily", Liu Ji handed over the entire manuscript to the publishing house under the name of Feng Gongzi for publication.

Feng Gongzi was very happy to achieve his goal, and invited Liu Ji and Liu Qi to go to the restaurant to eat and celebrate.

Liu Hiiragi responded with a smile and pulled Liu Qi to eat delicious food together.

Since the business of the store has become dull, the standard of living of the two has dropped a lot.

The beef curry rice they had three days ago was the second time they had eaten meat this month.

Now that someone has a treat, it is natural to take my brother to have a good meal.

Although the two of them were very hungry for meat, the etiquette at the dinner table was very good, so that Feng Gongzi and the three of them couldn't see that they were hungry for meat.

Feng Gongzi and the three found that the table etiquette of the Liu brothers was very standard, more standard than that of many nouveau riche families, and they couldn't help but guess that the two brothers were not ordinary, and they were probably the descendants of down-and-out nobles.

After all, because of the war, many powerful people in the country said in despair.