Chapter 218: Hong Kong Entertainment 1980

The mainland party coming to Hong Kong was chased and intercepted by the paparazzi, this is big news, can they not be excited.

Everyone knows 97, some people look forward to it, but some people are afraid.

Moreover, at the beginning of the year, didn't the mainland still talk about solving three problems in the 80s, and the final ownership of Xiangjiang was inevitably repeatedly hyped up by TV stations.

The hype has been going on for a long time, and they themselves are afraid.

After all, for many people, especially the people of the British government in Hong Kong and the community members, the Arab Communist Party is very scary.

"Are you Mr. Feng? Can you talk about your feelings when you first came to Hong Kong? ”

"Mr. Feng, can Xiangjiang's literary works be published in the mainland?"

"Will you reach a cooperation with the publishing industry in Hong Kong?"

"Do the writers who come to Hong Kong have any plans to publish their literary works in Hong Kong?"

"Do you know martial arts novels, and what do you think of martial arts novels?"

“……”

Everyone had the feeling of being surrounded by locusts, but fortunately, the people on the Xiangjiang side were experienced and quickly boarded a luxury bus.

"These journalists are so scary!" Tang Yuewen's face turned white, and she was still in shock at this moment.

"yes, our reporters aren't that crazy." Wang Meng also had palpitations

Feng Xianzhi wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and said with a forced smile: "This may be a characteristic of Xiangjiang Media, everyone should get used to it......"

"They all call crazy reporters paparazzi." Jiang Yulou shrugged and said.

He felt that these reporters were too unqualified, no different from the paparazzi he knew.

"This gentleman knows our media very well." A dark-skinned man said in a mouthful of Hong Kong Pu: "Introduce yourself, my name is William Chen, his name is Yuan Bin, and the two of us represent the Xiangjiang Press Association." These two are Miss Jenny Chow and Miss Kelly Lau, they represent several publishing houses in Hong Kong, and we will be responsible for everyone's itinerary for the week, and you can come to us if you have anything. ”

The four Xiangjiang people looked at everyone, and everyone was also looking at them.

I have my own thoughts in my heart, but the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

"This place is called Kowloon Bay, which was originally small in size, but after reclamation and expansion, the airport was built. Oh, it's Kowloon Bay over there, it's the real sea......"

"There's Victoria Harbour over there, and there's the mainland on the other side, and there's your ...... every year."

"Ahem......"

"Ha, I said the wrong thing, don't mind."

"Our newspaper in Hong Kong has a large circulation, almost a million copies a day, with an average of one for three people. The largest ones are "Cheng Pao", "Ming Pao", "Xin Pao", "Sing Tao Daily", "Wen Wei Po", and "Ta Kung Pao". ”

"There are also Sanlian Bookstore, Zhonghua Book Company, and the Commercial Press, which are the three publishing houses with the largest proportion in Xiangjiang, followed by some small publishing houses."

"Let's go to the city now, let's go to the hotel and rest first."

William Chen introduced all the way, and everyone listened to it one by one, and they were already firmly attracted by the city.

From Kai Tak National Airport, it is a two-way four-lane road, with street lights in the middle of the green belt, and a cluster of high-rise residential buildings nearby. A huge circular overpass runs in the center, surrounded by a full parking lot and lined with lifting and hoisting machinery on the shore.

Further in, to the core area, the grandeur of the metropolis is even more impressive.

High-rise buildings are lined up, English signs can be seen everywhere, and double-decker buses are waiting for red lights.

The most significant thing is the shop signboard, which is all highlighted horizontally and vertically, horizontally above the street, chaotic and layered, giving people a very wonderful sense of prosperity.

"It's so prosperous!"

Many people have lived in the countryside for most of their lives, and they originally thought that Yanjing was already the most prosperous, but now when they arrived in Xiangjiang, they were surprised that Yanjing was just a big rural village.

Xiangjiang, this is the real international metropolis!

Jiang Yulou's perspective is different from theirs, what he sees is stocks, real estate, electronics manufacturing, shipping industry, and the most important thing is the ultra-high manuscript fee.

Writers pay attention to manuscript fees, and the higher the remuneration, the more abundant the income. Rich writers, full of gold and silver; Writers who are short of money and poor and miserable, who wants to do it? Even if you are a famous writer, when you first debut, the manuscript fee is not high.

When it comes to famous writers in Xiangjiang, they can't escape Ni Kuang and Jin Yong after all.

It's just that there is a difference between the two.

In addition to writing serials in the "New Evening News" and "Business Daily" in the fifties and sixties, Jin Yong only wrote for Ming publications all his life, and the manuscript fee was calculated by the sales volume of a single book.

Jin Yong's martial arts novels are issued at a nine-fold discount (the highest in Hong Kong), with tens of thousands of copies each, deducting printing and paper, all of which fell into Mr. Cha's pocket, which is an astronomical amount!

Since Ni Kuang's debut, the manuscript fee has jumped up at the speed of the rocket's liftoff, fluttering, ten yuan for 1,000 words this month, 20 yuan next month, and 30 next month, until 100 or 500, and finally, one yuan per word, 1,000 Hong Kong dollars per thousand words.

After the 80s, the number of 1,000 words was as high as 2,000 or 3,000 yuan, and I also tried to write short essays with 1,000 words and 5,000 yuan, except for long drafts. Ni Kuang wrote Wesley serials for Ming Pao, about six or seven thousand a month; Later, he wrote Dongfang Yuan Zhenxia serialized, and Boss Ma made a generous shot, 10,000 a month.

Ni Kuang writes more than 10 columns every month, earning more than 100,000 yuan, which is very amazing. Later, he became the queen screenwriter of the great director Zhang Che, and a script started from 10,000 to 20,000 or 30,000, and he could write four a month, and his income was more than 100,000.

If Jiang Yulou's novel can be released in Xiangjiang, it will not earn more than the mainland.

He is not a person who is not short of money, how can he not be tempted.

"Snow Dragon Egg Milk Tea Restaurant, Kowloon Ice House, Dragon Phoenix Xiang Jewelry, Ma Shilong Specialty Store......"

Wang Meng leaned against the window, looked at the signboard outside, and said curiously: "Why are there so many signboards in Xiangjiang with dragons, is it a preference?" ”

"Not only do I like dragons, but many people also believe in dragons." Jenny Zhou said with a smile.

"Uh......"

Wang Meng squinted his eyes and leaned into Jiang Yulou's ear in the front row, "Hey, little Jiang, how can capitalist society also believe in dragons?" ”

"How nice a dragon is, don't you see it's a dragon over there."

"Where?"

Wang Meng looked in the direction of his finger and saw several colorful signboards hanging on the wall: Lijing Hotel, Sheng Ji Food Stall, Thai Massage, Six Nations Beauty......

The old comrade is very confused, a dragon?

The bus drove to the city and stopped in front of the Miramar Hotel, and its luxury once again made the little friends sigh. Xiangjiang people are rich, one room per person, and there is a terrace.

William Chen and the others also stayed with them and briefly explained the arrangements. There is nothing to do today, free to move, but if you want to go shopping, it is best to call them together, so as not to cause trouble if you are not familiar with life.

Jiang Yulou took a shower first and changed his clothes. This place in Xiangjiang is too hot, if you wear it here like the one you wore in Yanjing, you have to cover up your illness.

He made a cup of tea and walked to the terrace, where he could see Hong Kong in 1980!

If he stays in Hong Kong from today, it will be Hong Kong Entertainment 1980.

With the memory of his previous life, where do you still need to write a novel, just start copying the script and making a movie, or in a few years, holding the Four Heavenly Kings is the same as playing, those jade actresses in Xiangjiang want that and that......

"Alas, my Shuzhen and Jiaxin!" Teacher Jiang was quickly deflated.

Just think about it, isn't it stupid to take it seriously?

Missed, missed after all.