I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 24 Detonating Hong Kong Island
"You bastard, do you know what time it is? 07:30! You're two hours late, stop talking nonsense, and tell me about the sales of the magazine..." The editor-in-chief answered the phone, took a deep breath, Glancing at Sister Lan, she yelled and cursed.

"Guru!!"

Cursing and cursing, the editor-in-chief stared suddenly, full of disbelief, and then his expression froze, as if a movie was playing when someone suddenly pressed the pause button.

It lasted for a full minute.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that the editor-in-chief woke up like a dream, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and murmured: "Damn his mother, are all men in Hong Kong so hungry? It's just a magazine. Do you want to be so crazy? Really?" I am the second master Guan who is loyal, righteous and courageous, waiting to worship elder brother?"

Snapped! !

The editor-in-chief was in a daze, and Sister Lan slapped him on the back: "You are rushing to the street to kill us? Tell me quickly, what is the situation?"

"It's done!" The editor-in-chief slapped his desk and stood up suddenly, his back straighter than before, and he said vigorously: "Young Master Tian is really wise and powerful, and he counted all of them! Let me tell you, as of [-]:[-], the first issue of our "Feng Yue" [-] magazines have all been sold out!!"

The editor-in-chief's elation and other people don't know, don't understand, don't want to understand, and don't have time to understand, because at this moment, the words of the talented editor-in-chief are like throwing the next bomb in their minds.

With Weng's shock, they have stopped thinking.

Snapped! !

At this moment, a crisp applause sounded again, and Wu Fei, who was trembling with excitement, looked at A Hua with a bewildered expression.

"Doesn't it hurt? Why don't you scream?" After saying that, Ahua slapped her backhand again.

"Ah! Do you know how painful it is!" Wu Fei grinned.

Looking at the pained crowfly, Ahua nodded thoughtfully: "It's not a dream!"

Hearing this, Wu Fei was about to cry: "Brother Dao, don't mess with me."

Li Wen on the side picked up the manuscript paper very smartly: "A book is ten yuan, the newsstand guy is fifty cents, labor, photos, taxes... After deducting the cost, the net profit is four eight yuan, one hundred thousand copies is 48, a month Even if there are 40 volumes, that's...nearly 200 million!! 200 million a month, and a net profit of at least 2400 million a year! I'll pick it!! So the salty wet magazine is so profitable? Brother Tian really told me to learn What kind of banknotes are you painting, I think painting girls is the real money maker!"

"Having a brain is really different from not having a brain. A net profit of 200 million yuan a month, even if I blow my head off, I can't make it. Brother Tian is really sharp." Aki who was on the side heard the specific number, opened his mouth slightly and murmured .

Aji is considered a martial idiot, but even if he is a martial idiot, he needs to make money if he eats, drinks, and messes up, and he still needs money for bruises. Even if he took down Yuehua Street before, he only paid a protection fee of one hundred thousand a month. It will not exceed 20, but now Sheng Tianbu uses his brain casually, and 200 million is rushed into the account, like a strong wind blowing, bending over to pick up money piece by piece is not so fast, such a terrifying earning ability has already exceeded Aki's imagination.

boom!
A muffled sound.

Li Rulan, who had previously scolded Sheng Tian for his lack of eyesight, was completely sluggish. When she heard the editor-in-chief's words, she stood up suddenly, feeling every cell in her body tremble, and now she sat back down again.

stunned.

Beautiful eyes.

"Two million a month, 200 million a year... You promised me to wear gold and silver, bird's nest and abalone within three months, and you really did it. Sheng Tianbu, are you my son... "

"That must not be true, how could you give birth to a boy as handsome as me?" A joking laugh came from outside the door, and Sheng Tianbu, who was a step late, pushed open the door of the office and walked in.

When everyone saw Sheng Tianbu, their eyes changed again, and they respected him even more.

Li Rulan came back to her senses, and when she heard Sheng Tianbu's words, she was furious, grabbed Sheng Tianbu's ear, stared at her almond-shaped eyes and said, "Sheng Tianbu! What are you talking about! If you are brave enough, you will Repeat what you said just now! Dare to say that you are not my boy?!"

"Don't dare not dare, besides the famous Shuangdao Lan, there is also someone who can give birth to a handsome boy like me?"

"This is my boy!"

Li Rulan was bubbling with joy, let go, patted Sheng Tianbu's shoulder arrogantly, and then turned into that pungent, long-winded old mother again, helping Sheng Tianbu straighten his clothes, complaining: "Go to the other side again!" Is the place fooling around? Do you know what day it is today, the day your salty wet masterpiece is released, I beg you to pay more attention to it, don’t tell me, you forget such an important thing.”

Sheng Tianbu smiled lightly and didn't explain, he was calm and breezy.

In fact, he who opened the plug-in from God's perspective has long known that even if he sets the price of "Fengyue" for ten yuan, he will not worry about selling it. Five days.

Anyway, "Fengyue" is a weekly magazine. As long as he can digest it all within a week, it is his first venture.

It's just that "Feng Yue" sold out on the first day, which really exceeded Sheng Tianbu's expectations. Like the editor-in-chief, Sheng Tianbu was also complaining in his heart. Damn, are all men in Hong Kong so horny?
Seeing Sheng Tianbu's reaction, the others felt even more admiration.This is a net profit of 200 million per month. Brother Tian actually reacted like this, which can be regarded as "Mount Tai collapsed and his heart was not moved."

Sheng Tianbu looked at the editor-in-chief: "What's the situation now? Tell me in detail."

The editor-in-chief quickly explained the situation.

"not bad!"

ha?
Everyone's glasses were shattered, and the magazine's first [-] copies sold out on the same day. You got a "not bad" comment from the boss?

Brother Tian, ​​your request is too high, right?Or do you come from an ordinary family, have never tasted money since childhood, and are not interested in money at all?
All I can say is that this person is really different.

The editor-in-chief of Niu Ren was excited, and said to himself: "Shao Tian, ​​I think I still underestimated the market of salty and wet magazines. A single copy of 540 yuan or 250 copies can sell well on the same day. The population of Hong Kong is [-] million, and [-] million men are counted. Ten thousand."

"I am confident that the sales volume of "Feng Yue" will reach 25 copies. One out of every ten men in Hong Kong will watch our "Feng Yue"!"

Sheng Tianbu was noncommittal, and said: "The first issue of Chuangjie, let's discuss the next development. Since everyone is here, let's hold a meeting. Mom, will you participate?"

"Participate! Of course!"

Li Rulan stared at her beautiful eyes and said, "Young man, I'm afraid you forgot one thing. The registered legal person of the magazine is your mother. So to be more precise, this magazine belongs to your mother and has nothing to do with you." money relationship."

"Since it's my company, why would I be absent from such a big event in the company's future development?"

Sheng Tianbu smiled and put his arms around Li Rulan's shoulders, walked towards the office, and said, "Mom, you made a mistake."

"What's the matter?"

"Even I belong to you, what is a mere magazine?"

Li Rulan immediately smiled like a flower: "Young boy, I like what you say, filial piety. But you must say it three times a day, save the rest to pick up the little Jew, let me hold my grandson early, this is true filial piety. "

Sheng Tianbu was sweating madly, one time is enough, but you come here three times a day, why don't you kill your son.

(End of this chapter)