I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 23 The Moment of Life and Death
Time flies, two days have passed in a blink of an eye.

For a migrant worker, today is Friday, and as long as he clocks out of work, it means that the next two days will be a rare rest. For Sheng Tianbu and Shengtian as a whole, it is an unusual day, not because They have been busy for a whole month, preparing for the holidays, but the magazine that they just produced has more than 2 newsstands in Hong Kong, and it is finally on the market today.

At the newsstand next to the main road in Mong Kok, passers-by who had just finished get off work noticed a surprising change. There were more than a dozen girls with unusual covers on the newsstand.

The first issue of "Fengyue" was the second most profitable. The most important thing was to build a reputation and let the whole of Hong Kong know that this magazine existed. Therefore, in addition to the cover, a huge poster was put up, and it is conceivable how sensational it was.

No matter men or women, you can't do it if you want to. Of course, women are embarrassed, blushing, crossing their legs, squinting their eyes.

male?I rely on!There is a large crowd, everyone is a gentleman, how can you be embarrassed?
But on the bright side, don't be embarrassing, look left and right, as long as you find that there is no opposite sex, stare wide-eyed, and wish to bury your head in the poster.

"Boss, what magazine is this?"

"Fengyue, the first salty and wet magazine in Hong Kong, is not only cool to read, but also has great collection value. Zhong You, the first issue was just a test of the water, and I didn't dare to print more. There were only [-] copies in Hong Kong. I bought it. It's earned!"

"How much is a copy?"

"Ten dollars!"

"So expensive?"

"Expensive? It's not expensive at all, this is the first in Hong Kong, I told you just now—"

Before the newsstander could explain, someone said, "Boss, give me a copy!"

"it is good!"

The newsstand guy quickly took out a copy, took the money and said to the man: "Little boy, you have seen how popular it is, you have it soon, you have it soon, you have to seize the opportunity! I will keep a copy for myself. "

"Then give me one too!!"

On this day, the first "Uncle Liu" in Hong Kong was officially published, and for 250 million men, the appearance of "Feng Yue" was tantamount to dropping a nuclear bomb on their ordinary lives.

The effect, needless to say, no matter black or white in Hong Kong, no one worships the second master, and now the second master's eldest brother has come out, I can only use two words to describe it: explosion! ! !

It wasn’t Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, Yau Ma Tei, Tsuen Wan, Central and other places where it could even be said that Yuen Long was the only poor place to pick up cow treasures.

Wong Tai Sin, magazine office.

Originally, there were only eight people in the entire magazine, but today is the first issue of "Feng Yue", Da Niu Ren, Photographer Hua and other members of the magazine are of course all present, but apart from them, Jimmy, Li Wen, Ah Hua, Wu Fei, Ah Kei and others are all here,
The not-so-spacious office was full of people, the weather itself was extremely hot, and Sheng Tianbu had too little start-up capital, so he had to save money on everything, even the air conditioner was not turned on, and everyone was sweating profusely.

Deng Deng! !
There was another rush of footsteps, and the wooden door of the office was pushed open, and Sister Lan, who had just got off work, rushed in: "What's the situation now? Is the magazine selling well?"

Today is the first issue of "Feng Yue" on the market, whether it is life or death, it depends on today, and in order to organize the magazine, Sheng Tianbu spent hundreds of thousands of dollars, and did not touch the account of Shengtian Security Company, using Aji The [-] that was handed over, as well as the money for buying leather goods, and the rest was handed over by Sister Lan to Sheng Tianbu.

Sister Lan didn't know about this, and Sheng Tianbu didn't explain it to her in detail. She thought that Sheng Tianbu used all the money she gave him. Care?
After work, she hurriedly rushed to the magazine office, and she had time to change her clothes, and she was still wearing work clothes.

When Zhan Mi, A Ji and others saw Sister Lan, they stepped aside and said hello.

Sister Lan didn't care about them, so she waved her hand as a response, and went directly to the big man, and shouted: "What's the matter, what's the matter?!"

The big man was sweating, and said awkwardly: "Sister Lan, there is no news from the distribution association yet."

"Is it going to be like this?" Sister Lan's voice suddenly rose an octave, and no matter what editor-in-chief or not, she grabbed him by the collar, pulled him up from the seat, and shouted, "Didn't you tell me?" Tell me, you can get feedback in the afternoon? It’s 07:30 now, and you’re telling me this again? Wenhuazi, are you kidding me?”

The editor-in-chief didn't know whether he was frightened or hot, and he was sweating profusely. The two saber orchids in Ciyun Mountain were really splashy, and he had seen it today.

"I don't know what's going on now. Sister Lan, don't be in a hurry. Before nine o'clock tonight, the distribution association will definitely call. No, in half an hour, if the street boy who wants to distribute doesn't call, I will call." The call came! I must have scolded that street boy! Sister Lan calmed down, sat down and drank a cup of black tea first." The editor-in-chief was full of desire to survive, and hurriedly used words to stabilize Sister Lan, lest this double-knife Lan would pick up the double-knife and kill herself Ka Ka two knives.

After hearing a specific time, Sister Lan let go and sat down on the sofa.

The photographer Hua was also sweating madly, secretly thinking that as expected of Brother Tian's mother, she was so sharp, and before the editor-in-chief could speak, he hurriedly made a cup of tea for Sister Lan, and then pointed the fan at Sister Lan to relieve her fever.

While drinking tea, Sister Lan asked Zhan Mi, A Ji and the others, "Where's Ah Tian? Why isn't he here?"

"Brother Tian said he has something to do, so he will be here later." Zhan Mi obediently stood up and replied.

Hearing this, Sister Lan immediately became upset: "That bad boy, when he comes, I must scold him!"

"With so much money, how much work do I have to do? He uses up all his eyes without blinking. He wants the best. No money-scattering boy is as sharp as him. And you, dare to set a price of ten yuan for a salty magazine , broke the record of all magazines in Hong Kong, the sharpness is sharp enough, but why can’t it be sold?”

"Huanhuazi, let me ask you, Ah Tian set the price at ten yuan, why don't you stop it?"

"When making a magazine, he is a layman, and you are an expert. Don't you think that if someone calls him 'Brother Tian', he will understand everything? Then he is not Brother Tian, ​​but God. I am the mother of God. Look at me like ?"

Zhan Mi, A Hua, and A Ji were all amused by Sister Lan, and they thought to themselves: As expected of being a big boss, they have exactly the same style.

The editor-in-chief smiled wryly and said: "Sister Lan, this is why you misunderstood me. When Brother Tian set the price at [-] yuan, I told you all about it. My expectation is [-] yuan. Zhong You, the first issue was released, and I didn't want to make it so big. The original plan was only [-] copies, but Brother Tian didn’t listen, and I couldn’t do anything about it. Zhan Mizai was there at the time, so you can ask him if I’m not lying.”

Sister Lan glanced at her, and Zhan Mi's neck instantly shrank, and she knew that the editor-in-chief was not lying without asking.

"Fuck the street boy! Prodigal!"

Sister Lan cursed secretly in her heart, then waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, explain me, I have nothing to say, you did something wrong. Although Ah Tian came up with the idea for the salty and wet magazine, you are the ones who do things."

"Wenhuazi, I know your hard work, even if it's useless, it's hard work. I can tell you that because I treat you as my own and don't take it to heart."

With these words, the big man's heart was full of joy, and he felt more and more that he had a bright future with Sheng Tianbu.

The editor-in-chief smiled and said: "Sister Lan, you don't need to say these things, I know it all. But you don't have to worry too much, Brother Tian is doing big things, the first issue, it doesn't matter if you lose, the big deal is that we will adjust it from the next issue onwards." Low price."

"Although the price adjustment is not very attractive in the industry, it is not done by anyone. There are precedents, and there will be more profits in the future."

Sister Lan nodded slightly, but she still scolded angrily: "Ah Tian, ​​that bad guy, he just runs a salty magazine, but what is he doing with all this nonsense, does he really want to become a millionaire in a month? I choose! If the human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, be careful to hold it to death."

"It's hard for you to talk about it. When he comes, I'll talk about it! He is obviously a layman, and he doesn't even listen to your ink-filled words, Wenhuazi. Think of yourself as a baa, the Ninth Five-Year Lord."

"Dingling!!" Just then, the landline on the desk rang.

A telephone line is at least [-] yuan, and "Fengyue" is only available. The start-up capital is pitifully small, so save as much as you can. The entire office only needs one landline.

The editor-in-chief yelled, "Finally the call from the distribution side!"

Swish! !

moment.

Sister Lan stopped swearing, and Zhan Mi, A Hua, A Ji and others all looked at Da Niu Ren in unison, extremely nervous, with more cold sweat on their faces, and even held their breath.

Immediately is the moment of life and death.

(End of this chapter)