Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 186 Printing Factory, Vietnamese, Loyalty

A very harmonious meal of tea.

Had a great time talking...

Sun Liwen's worries were all put to rest, and he no longer had any contempt for the young man in front of him.

The other party spoke calmly and listened carefully to his introduction without any anxiety. His occasional suggestions made his eyes shine.

In particular, he deeply agreed with the other party's proposal on typesetting.

The layout is a face, the title is a pair of eyes.

This sentence perfectly explains the layout of the newspaper.

How are newspaper sales? How to improve citizens’ interest in reading? How to make the newspaper look clear at a glance?

Typesetting is top priority.

Sun Liwen raised his eyes and looked at Li An with a sincere tone:

"Mr. Li, I have benefited a lot from chatting with you today. It is not like what you said, that you know very little about newspapers."

Li An's answer was still slow and calm: "No, Editor Sun is overly praised. I run a newspaper stall, and my focus is on the sales of major newspapers in the stall. By comparing the sales of major newspapers, I occasionally have some insights, which is indeed valuable for the newspaper industry. Visiting layman.”

Sun Liwen had a noncommittal look on his face.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Li, I have already introduced the situation related to the newspaper. I will take you to see the printing factory and the newspaper."

"Okay."

Li An nodded happily.

"Let's go then."

"Ah."

Li An drank all the tea in his cup and stood up.

After leaving the teahouse, the two of them took a rickshaw all the way to Yau Ma Tei's Sailing Street.

"Yuanfang Daily was first published in May 1999. At that time, we did not have our own printing house, so it was printed by the Commercial Daily Printing House. We had people print for us, but they had to wait for the Commercial Daily to be printed before they would print for us. They often had to wait until the early morning. Two or three. So by the time I was five or six years old, I invested the money I made from the newspaper into the factory."

Sun Liwen led Li An through an alley and pointed at the bungalows in front of him.

"House prices here are cheap, so I bought four of them. One is used as an office for the newspaper office, and three were renovated and transformed into typesetting workshops, equipped with typecasting machines and plate presses."

While introducing, Sun Liwen led Li An into the factory where the plaque of 'Yuanfang Daily' was hung.

The factory building is simple and simple, with three bungalows connected, about three to four hundred square meters of space, and it looks a bit embarrassing.

The machines roar inside!

As soon as I walked in, the strong and pungent smell of oil residue hit my face.

Several old-fashioned fans rotated, and the wide-open windows maintained ventilation.

There are two operating tables at the entrance, and three or four literate female workers are setting the type according to the article.

"Editor Sun."

From time to time a worker shouted. Sun Liwen nodded in greeting.

"I'll take you to see the printing workshop."

After speaking, Sun Liwen led Li An to the printing workshop inside with an attentive attitude.

During this period, printing houses used movable type printing.

The type machine casts the type, and the skilled typesetters typeset the type according to the press release written in advance, and then prints the plate.

"Due to financial problems, the previous printing equipment was bought from second-hand machines that were eliminated by other printing plants. As the sales of newspapers increased, the typecasting machines could make do, but the output of the old printing presses has gradually failed to keep up. This is the last The newly purchased printing press can print two thousand newspapers per hour, which can fully meet the distribution of newspapers."

Sun Liwen introduced,

The machine roared, and newspapers were printed neatly.

Li An held a newspaper with still wet ink in his hand.

"Editor Sun, how are the sales of Yuanfang Daily now?"

Sun Liwen's face glowed: "On average, there are 30,000 newspapers every day."

"not bad."

Li An nodded.

In the 1960s, Hong Kong had a population of about three million. Due to the influence of the baby boom of the previous generation, half of the population was under the age of 25.

Excluding the audience, there are approximately 400,000 to 500,000 people reading the newspaper.

In the 1960s, there were nearly 50 newspapers (Chinese, English, daily, noon and evening) in Hong Kong. In terms of sales, there were about 500,000 newspapers in Hong Kong every day.

After that, it increased year by year. By 1980, the number had soared to 1.8 million copies. Based on the population of Hong Kong at that time, every three people owned one newspaper on average, which shows the huge influence of newspapers on society.

The current sales volume of 30,000 copies per day is indeed not bad.

In fact, Ang Lee does not expect to make a fortune from newspapers. What he values ​​​​is the influence of newspapers on society.

Control a mouthpiece to guide public opinion.

"I contribute money and effort, and the future development of the newspaper will depend on Editor-in-Chief Sun. I believe that the sales of Yuanfang Daily will continue to rise in the future."

"Of course."

Sun Liwen had a confident smile on his face:

"Mr. Li, let me take you to the newspaper office and introduce you to the newspaper's employees."

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On the other side, the two brothers Ma Shaolin were not idle when they arrived at the walled city.

As soon as Long Chenghu left, the two came to Xinjie.

Ding Ye Guild Hall.

"Master Ding."

"Master Ding."

"sit."

Luotuoding stretched out his hand to signal, sat on the chair, and said in a calm tone:

"I heard about what happened in Yau Ma Tei. Wang Laoji has retired from the world, and the business of Zihua stall has been handed over to your brothers. He no longer interferes with the affairs of the world. Jin Yaju even had him killed. He did too much. That's too much. But you were also wrong first. You let Chen Ah Shi cross the sea to Shek Tong Tsui to kill the golden-toothed colt, which is a violation of the rules in the world."

Ma Shihao's expression was somewhat calm, and Ma Shaolin winked at him.

He looked up at the Camel Cauldron, nodded slightly, and had a teachable expression on his face.

"What Master Ding said was that it was our fault first that allowed Golden Tooth Horse to find an excuse."

Luotuoding thought in his heart and said:

"The territory in Yau Ma Tei is gone. You just stay in the walled city. Even if people from Jinyaju come over, you have to give me some thin noodles in the walled city. Don't dare to go too far."

"Thank you Lord Ding."

Ma Shaolin looked grateful.

Everyone was working in Kowloon, and although Luotuoding had been staying in the walled city, he and Wang Laoji were considered acquaintances.

But it was obvious that Luotuoding didn't want to get involved, and the first sentence blocked the rest.

"Lee An said that as long as we are in the walled city, the people from the Golden Tooth Horse will not come to trouble us."

Luotuoding's hand holding the tea cup paused, and his face looked a bit unsightly:

"He does have this confidence. In Kowloon Walled City, even we have to look at his face to eat. Without his nod, no one from Jinyaju may be able to enter the Walled City."

Ma Shaolin observed the words and expressions and said again:

"The Golden Tooth Horse is pressing hard. There is no place for our two brothers in Hong Kong and Kowloon. Ang Lee happened to want my shares in the newspaper, so I made this deal with him."

"That's it..."

Luotuoding looked much better.

What needs to be said about the scene has been said, and Ma Shaolin no longer beats around the bush:

"The Walled City is Lord Ding's territory after all. This time we two juniors are here. In addition to visiting, we also have something to ask for."

"what's up?"

"Just a little thing."

Ma Shaolin looked a little sad: "We were raised by our godfather, and we have to avenge him, but we two brothers are alone. I heard that there are many desperadoes in the walled city, and I hope Master Ding can help us introduce some Very skilled."

Luotuoding pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement:

"can."

Peers are enemies.

The market in Hong Kong and Kowloon is so big, so if you want to make money, you have to grab territory, and there have always been many disputes between the fishermen in Kowloon and Hong Kong Island.

He didn't have much of a relationship with Golden Tooth Colt, so he didn't mind helping with a little favor.

"When it comes to ruthlessness, of course it has to be the Vietnamese. These Vietnamese are poor and scared, and they are not afraid of death when they escape to Hong Kong. As long as they give money and do not recognize their relatives, the other party will be their father, and they can do it. "

Ma Shaolin's eyes lit up and he said without hesitation: "As long as you are ruthless enough and have good skills, everything else is not a problem."

"That's no problem."

Luotuo Ding took a sip of tea and then said: "I will ask someone to introduce you to Ah Hui. He is a broker. You can tell him how many people he wants." "Thank you, Master Ding."

Ma Shaolin thanked him repeatedly with a very low attitude.

……

……

The sun is setting in the west, in Sai Ying Pun, in a wooden house near the sea.

"You two are really brave enough to dare to come to my territory."

Da Biao sounded disdainful.

He sat at the table, picked up a piece of barbecued pork with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. His mouth was filled with oil.

The two brothers Ma Shaolin stood in front of him, followed by a man in his thirties with an indifferent expression.

"Uncle Biao, we are here this time to make a deal with you."

Ma Shaolin looked calm and stared at Dabiao.

Da Biao sneered:

"It's fine if I don't help the Golden Tooth Colt to kill you, but you still make a deal with me. Are you out of your mind?"

"Uncle Biao, don't refuse in a hurry. This is a meeting gift from our brothers to you."

Ma Shaolin raised his hand, and the man behind him came forward with a briefcase and placed it on the table.

Dabiao opened it and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up. There were rolls of brand new Hong Kong dollars inside.

At a rough glance, it was no less than 100,000.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want you to help me date Golden Tooth Horse out." Ma Shaolin said word by word.

When Da Biao heard this, he left his briefcase on the ground and said in a bad tone:

"You just gave me such a small amount of money and you want me to deal with the Golden Tooth Colt?

Are you stupid? You have to be loyal when you come out to hang out. Jin Yaju and I have been brothers for twenty years. Even if I kill you, I still can't deal with Jin Yaju. "

"You mean loyalty?"

Ma Shihao stared at Da Biao's face and laughed out loud: "Uncle Biao, if Jin Yaju really talks about loyalty to you, the lives of our two brothers will be handed over to you now."

"Fuck! How much is your brother's life worth?"

Da Biao sneered.

With a bang, he took out the dagger and stuck it on the table:

"People in the Jianghu are all pawns crossing the river. Everyone has to fight with his life. The most worthless thing is human life. Are you trying to scare me with this?"

"Hey, Uncle Biao, please don't say that."

Ma Shaolin waved his hand quickly:

"What Ah Hao means is that Uncle Biao is loyal, but Jin Yaju may not be as loyal as Uncle Biao.

If I inquired correctly, the price of the goods from Uncle Biao's fan stall, Jinyaju, was fully 20% higher than the price when I gave them to you.

You have been brothers for twenty years, and Jin Yaju wants to cheat you on goods. Anyone with a discerning eye will know at a glance that Jin Yaju has no intention of treating you as a brother. "

After a pause, Ma Shaolin continued:

"Also, your territory is not much smaller than that of the Golden Tooth Colt, but outsiders think that you are Uncle Biao and you are the Golden Tooth Colt's younger brother. If Uncle Biao is willing to be ridden by the Golden Tooth Colt, then take my words seriously. Didn’t say anything.”

Da Biao slapped the table:

"Fuck you, I and Jin Ya have always been equal."

"That's why it's a bad thing..."

Ma Shaolin licked his lips, and the unfinished meaning in his words was evident.

Da Biao fell silent.

Ma Shihao strikes while the iron is hot:

"My brother is right. Maybe Jin Yaju can't sleep every night now. He has long been thinking about dealing with Uncle Biao so that he can swallow up Uncle Biao's territory. If Uncle Biao doesn't like to hear this, just treat it as such. Our brothers are here to announce your funeral."

The words of the two brothers were like sharp swords, piercing Dabiao's heart.

What the two of them said was not an exaggeration. Da Biao knew who Jin Ya Ju was.

In his opinion, everyone who comes out to hang out has been brothers for many years, and the most basic loyalty is required.

But Jin Yaju secretly took advantage of the goods without saying anything, and would take him out to kill people whenever something happened.

Recalling that during the day, Jin Yaju asked Inspector Liu to take out the powder bag in his hand and acted like a boss, which made Da Biao even more furious.

Da Biao looked ugly here, but the two brothers Ma Shaolin looked at each other tacitly.

Became...

Ma Shaolin pursed his lips and spoke firmly:

"We will not take revenge on our godfather. If it fails, Uncle Biao can express his ignorance and blame everything on our two brothers."

Da Biao thought over Ma Shaolin's words over and over again.

There was a long silence:

"What do you want me to do?"

Ma Shaolin's eyes were firm:

"Uncle Biao just needs to set up a line to help us get Jin Yabiao to come out. He has always been arrogant, and he is in Xihuan, so he will not have much defense.

In addition to this 100,000 yuan meeting gift, after the deal is completed, we will not earn a penny from your future goods, but will be given to you at the cost price. "

……

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That night.

Shek Tong Tsui, in a restaurant.

"puff!"

Jinyaju spat out a mouthful of tea on the table and said casually:

"Pick that star! Two little bastards dare to come to my territory. I thought you would hide on Ang Lee's dock for the rest of your life?"

"Uncle Ju."

"Shut up! You are not qualified to talk to me!"

Jin Yaju interrupted Ma Shaolin rudely.

He looked at Dabiao:

"You invited me to dinner, but you didn't say that these two little bastards were also there."

Dabiao said haha:

"Brother Ju, why are you so angry? Everyone thinks peace is the most important thing. They came here specifically to apologize to you. Everyone, just forget it and treat it as a favor to me."

Jin Yaju didn't give Da Biao any face, and said in a bad tone:

"You are an idiot. If you don't get rid of these two little bastards for a day, don't talk about anything."

"That's why I asked you to come out to talk. They have already agreed that the flower shop, the financial company, and the supply of goods can be handed over to you. They just want you to let them live."

The golden-toothed horse glared: "None of your business! Damn it, I think you've had enough to eat and have nothing to do. You always like to meddle in other people's business."

Da Biao's face was a little confused:

"Jinyaju, we have been brothers for more than 20 years, and you don't give me any face?"

Jin Yaju’s fingers almost touched Da Biao’s face:

"So what if I don't give you face? Let me tell you, if this happens again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Okay, then I don't care, you can solve it yourself."

Da Biao walked out of the private room angrily with a straight face.

"Hold!"

Jin Yaju cursed and turned his head, pointing at the two brothers Ma Shaolin.

Just as he was about to speak, Ma Shaolin, who was sitting across from him, stood up suddenly, grabbed his arm, pulled hard, and pressed Jin Yaju's whole body on the table with his big body and round waist.

"what are you doing?"

The golden-toothed colt was shocked.

Ma Shihao grinned, picked up the chopsticks from the table, and without hesitation thrust them into the Golden Tooth Colt's neck.

"Let go of Brother Ju."

The bone boy standing aside was filled with jealousy, and he rushed over with five or six dozen boys behind him.

A figure stopped in front of him, it was a man with a stern expression.

"court death."

Gu Zai shouted angrily and reached out to touch the guy around his waist.

Suddenly, the bright sword light refracted into Guzai's pupils.

The man raised his right hand, and the dagger in his hand passed across Guzai's neck like a flowing motion.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, Ma Shihao looked like he was crazy. He stabbed the golden tooth colt's neck with the chopsticks in his hand, and blood spurted out!

(End of this chapter)