Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 51: Am I a Billionaire? (First update, please collect, read, and vote)

"Wow, the coach is so awesome, he actually got an appointment." One of the three young men in the back seat spoke up.

"Yeah, I went to make an appointment at noon that day, but they said they were sold out."

"Yes, I also made an appointment. We just have to wait for the reprint." The other two people also spoke up.

Coach He was gone for over an hour before he finally came back, sweating profusely. He took a big gulp of water as soon as he got in the car and said, "Fuck! I almost didn't get it."

"Sir He, didn't you read it in the newspaper?" Li Song asked curiously.

"Brother, you are young and naive. Let me tell you, there is a lot to learn here. You will understand it when you are my age."

"Mr. He is right. This Northern School Uncle San is definitely a Feng Shui master. I asked people in the industry, and they all said it was true."

"Yes, yes, Mr. He is amazing. He actually bought it. We didn't even make an appointment."

"Hehe, just now there was a loser who wanted to pay more money to buy the book in my hand. Okay, now start listening to me." Coach He said.

Then Coach He drove the car to a deserted place and started explaining the accelerator, brake, clutch, gear, lights, etc.

Then I let a few people come up one by one to experience it, and then I put the car in first gear and drove slowly.

The young men behind kept stalling their cars, so the coach started swearing. Li Song bought cigarettes for the coach, so the coach let Li Song drive more.

After all, cigarettes are worthless, but Li Song's time is valuable.

At noon, Li Song treated his coach to a chicken leg meal, and in the afternoon the coach said he could arrange an exam for Li Song next Monday.

Li Song sensibly stuffed three hundred Hong Kong dollars into his pocket so that he could get a chance to take a route that was easy to pass.

Several other students secretly cursed Li Song in their hearts because Li Song bought cigarettes and chicken leg rice for the coach, so most of the time Li Song sat in the driver's seat while the others watched from behind.

It's just right that Li Song didn't come because he was taking the exam, so as not to be an eyesore.

In the evening, Li Song saw the news about the sales of the physical book of Ghost Blows Out the Light on ATV, and there were people queuing up to buy the book.

"Ghost Blows Out the Light sold 50 copies in just half a day!"

"The printer's reprint will be on sale again in five days. They say they've printed 50 copies this time!"

"It's ten o'clock in the morning, time to go to work, but there are still so many people." The reporter in the news was standing in front of a bookstore.

"Pu Street, don't take pictures of me, I just asked for leave."

"Yeah!" The people in the queue started cursing, but the photographer caught it and edited it into the video.

"Tsk tsk!" Li Song certainly knew how popular Ghost Blows Out the Light was. When he went to buy groceries, he could hear other people talking about it, and some people were arguing about some of the content in it.

However, TVB did not report on Ghost Blows Out the Light, probably because they did not want to increase the popularity of Ghost Blows Out the Light. After all, the copyright of the TV series Ghost Blows Out the Light was taken away by ATV.

After reading the news, Li Song continued to write. The publishing of these matters was naturally handled by the New Evening News, and the subsequent matters were handed over to his own magazine.

On the morning of Saturday, February 2, 1980, Li Song had just gotten into the coach's car and gave the coach a pack of cigarettes. The coach then asked Li Song to get in and drive slowly.

Because Li Song could drive slowly, the coach could read a novel in the passenger seat, and sometimes he would argue with several young people behind him about the content of the novel.

"Hey, Uncle Sanshu of Beipai has become rich. He sold 500,000 copies in half a day and bought a house in a day!" Several young men at the back said while reading the newspaper.

"Yeah, at least five hundred thousand!"

"We need to print more, that's one million!"

"This is only the first book. It is said that Ghost Blows Out the Light will have 3 million words. Assuming 200,000 words per book, 15 books will be published." "15 books, one million per book, that's 15 million. Wow!"

Coach He said angrily, "Three million words is too little. Even if it's five million, I'll still buy it. This is the real deal. It's only HK$11 a copy. I think the content inside is worth HK$300 a copy. Just learn the Feng Shui knowledge inside!"

"What do you mean 15 million? There's also the TV drama copyright. 30,000 per episode, one episode is enough for me to earn in a year."

"This is the copyright of Hong Kong Island, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia!"

"Douhai, Beipai Sanshu is going to make 100 million Hong Kong dollars from this book!"

"Brother, one hundred million is not enough. Look at how many times some people's martial arts novels have been filmed, maybe once every five years. But then again, no one would be jealous of the money Beipai Sanshu makes. As for the things Beipai Sanshu writes, if anyone is jealous of him, believe it or not, he will perform some rituals to make other people's families extremely unlucky."

"I heard that many big bosses want to consult Beipai Sanshu for feng shui."

"Yeah, I heard that too."

Li Song listened and muttered to himself, is he really that capable?

Li Song spent the most time driving today because the coach wanted to read a novel. The other three young men often stalled the car after getting in, which delayed the coach's reading.

The three young men were speechless. Fortunately, Li Song would not come tomorrow because he had an exam on Monday.

After practicing in the afternoon, Li Song went home. In the afternoon, Alin came to teach Li Song Cantonese and English.

"Brother Song, you learn so fast. Are you going back during the Spring Festival?" Alin felt that Li Song was making rapid progress in his studies and spoke.

"I don't know how to face my family." Li Song didn't know how to explain, so he answered.

Arlin thought that Li Song hadn't found a job and hadn't made any money, so she consoled him by saying, "Brother Song, you can't make money in a hurry. Your family will be worried about you, right?"

"It's a bit too far. It's nearly two thousand kilometers from here to go back." Li Song shook his head.

"Ah, so far!" Arlene was also surprised when she heard this.

"Well, the mainland is too big." Li Song knew that Hong Kong Island has been trying to weaken the mainland's influence on Hong Kong Island in recent years. This can be seen from the promotion of Cantonese and English. Of course, this is still effective. Many yellow-skinned and white-hearted people have been making trouble for many years.

"Are you looking for a job recently?"

"I'm learning to drive and will take the test next Monday."

"That's good. If you pass the exam, you'll have one more skill, which will make it easier to find a job."

"Uh-huh!"

Alin felt speechless when facing Li Song. Many times when she chatted with Li Song, he would just say "hmm" twice, making it difficult for her to speak.

However, Alin felt that it was easy to get along with Li Song. Unlike with other boys, she would say all sorts of random things and have other bad thoughts. Even some of her so-called best friends had bad intentions and helped others to trick her out.

"Brother Song, you have a driver's license now. How about taking me for a ride in the future?" Arlene looked at Li Song writing English seriously and inexplicably felt that Li Song was still very handsome.

Li Song doesn't look like a pretty boy. He has a decent face and a strong body because he practices martial arts regularly. In addition, he rarely goes out, so his skin is also relatively fair.

The aesthetic tastes of girls in this era are still quite normal, and of course boys as well.

Later on, girls like boys with pointed chins, and boys also like boys with pointed chins.

"No problem." Li Song answered simply and clearly.

"Brother Song, who do you think this Beipai Sanshu is? The newspaper said that he can make hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars from one book. How should we spend so much money?" Arlene saw the newspaper that Li Song bought again. It contained the news that the novel "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was a hot seller yesterday, and that they were going to reprint it.

(End of this chapter)