Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

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"So, are we gods to ants?"

"So, as a human being, would you care about what an ant thinks?" Li Song chuckled and asked.

"Huh?" The girl took a sip of coffee and was somewhat surprised to hear Li Song's question.

"Then let me ask you the most important question: why do you write novels?" Li Song asked another question.

Liu Jiale had heard Li Song ask this question several times before, and he knew why Li Song asked it.

Because authors need to adapt to the market, rather than blindly pursuing their dreams, because magazines are in it to make money.

"I...I want to make money!" the girl replied softly, her head lowered.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jiale glanced at Li Song.

"What's your name? It seems you're still in school. Although you passed our interview, you still can't come to work!" Li Song asked.

"What should we do?"

"Is there any other way!" the girl asked anxiously, almost in tears.

I had a huge argument with my mother this morning because I wanted to come here, and I almost couldn't get in when I was downstairs in the building.

I really don't want to miss this opportunity. Beipai Sanshu can earn hundreds of millions from one book, while I can only earn 100,000.

I have the opportunity to learn from Beipai Sanshu, what a wonderful opportunity! I've passed the interview, but I might have to give up halfway because of my age.

"Brother Le, could you let her be a contributing writer and have her guardian sign a contract with us?"

"Don't you need to come work here?" Li Song asked.

Liu Jiale nodded: "Okay!"

Li Song is the boss, so of course he can answer that question!

Liu Jiale was a little confused; was Li Song planning to take on an apprentice?

"The base salary for a guest author is one thousand. Since you are still a student, you need to complete four articles each month according to the conditions we provide."

"Of course, you can also write your own articles."

"If an article is published, you will receive a payment of HK$500 per article. How many articles you can publish depends on your own efforts!"

“The contract for featured authors is for three years. If the author meets the magazine’s requirements within those three years, then we will sign a new contract,” Li Song said.

"No problem," the girl replied quickly upon hearing this.

"In other words, these three years are your study period."

“I will be responsible for guiding you for the next three years. Once you have my approval, you can learn from our boss,” Li Song said again.

"Mmm!" The girl nodded quickly, determined to study hard and strive to learn writing from Uncle Beipai.

Liu Jiale didn't say anything. Anyway, the magazine was owned by the boss, and it only cost HK$1,000 a month, so it would only cost HK$36,000 in three years.

After all, geniuses like bosses have different ideas and perspectives than their own.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Le, to make a trip and draft a contract after the legal department starts work tomorrow," Li Song said.

"Okay, what's your name and where do you live?" Liu Jiale prepared to register the other person's name.

“My name is Zhou Huimin, and I live in Kowloon City…” the girl quickly said.

Upon hearing this, Li Song realized that he had glanced at the elevator entrance earlier and noticed a resemblance.

"So this time, I'll give you what you need to write this week: the abode of immortals. What do you think it looks like? Write it however you want, as many words as you want!"

"From now on, I will train you every Sunday morning and also design what you need to write for the following week." "Also, everything here is free; you can eat and drink as much as you want, but you are not allowed to take anything away."

“Of course you can take it with you once you open it!” Li Song said.

"Here's another magazine for you!" Li Song said, taking out a first issue of the magazine.

"Mmm." The girl nodded.

From now on, I'll call you Amin!

“My name is Li Song, you can call me Brother Song!” Li Song said again.

“Brother Song!!” Amin nodded quickly.

“From now on, if you take a taxi here, I can reimburse your taxi fare,” Li Song added.

Li Song guessed that Amin probably still had some disagreements with her mother.

“No need to bother, I can take the bus.” Amin quickly shook her head.

Then the three of them left the magazine office. Li Song didn't give Amin any special care because children from single-parent families are sometimes particularly sensitive.

Liu Jiale drove Amin home and also took the opportunity to meet Amin's parents so that the legal department could go and sign the contract tomorrow.

Li Song then went home.

When Li Song got home, Alin was still not up.

"I wonder if Amin is suited for writing!"

"Never mind, I'll lend a hand if I see someone like that!" Li Song started working as soon as he got home.

At noon, A-Lin got up and took the initiative to clean. The room was big and she was tired, but she was very happy because it was her home.

Li Song also cooked, and then A Lin washed the dishes, looking every bit like a domestic wife.

After lunch, the two of them didn't go out in the afternoon. Li Song worked in the study, while A Lin sat on the balcony of the living room, drinking afternoon tea and listening to music. She felt very comfortable.

Of course, resting in the afternoon is for better overtime work in the evening.

On May 5, 1980, the 5st day of the third month in the lunar calendar, the Beginning of Summer, a Monday, Li Song took A-Lin to school and saw A-Lin's father. A-Lin's father was also a handsome old man. He looked at Li Song's Cherokee and gritted his teeth. In A-Lin's father's eyes, Li Song was just a rich bastard.

Arlene's father's name is Arlene, but Arlene asked her father to find that woman outside, and then she went to school.

"Goodbye, Uncle!" Li Song waved to Alin's father.

"Bastard!" Arlene's father gritted his teeth.

Li Song drove home and found that Tian Jiahui had already arrived. He then went upstairs to get his things and returned to the mainland.

It has been three weeks since Li Song last left the mainland.

"Boss!" Ma Zhiwei drove to the port to pick up Li Song.

"Thank you for your hard work," Li Song said.

"Boss, some of the equipment in the factory has already started trial production. The people on the mainland are working incredibly hard, working overtime all night to research it. I think we can start full-scale trial production next month." Ma Zhiwei told the driver to start the car while reporting.

"That's great, but you have to follow the factory's rules. If you can't, you'll have to take mandatory leave. People are the most important thing. Equipment and such don't matter. People are the most important thing. Also, you need to observe carefully and see who is worth training in the long term. You need to look not only at their skills but also at their character. Don't laugh at me, but my goal is to be among the world's top 500 companies," Li Song said.

"Boss, I will definitely pay attention." Ma Zhiwei nodded.

“We won’t interfere with technical matters. Leave the professional stuff to the professionals. We strictly forbid people who don’t understand from interfering with technical things. If there are any technical disputes, report them to me immediately,” Li Song continued.

(End of this chapter)