Chapter 303

"Brother Xiu, you're the editor in chief of the newspaper. You'll get so violent with people in the street?" song TIANYAO, who hurried to the pharmacy, watched the doctor help kanglixiu smear medicinal wine on the blue and purple swelling of his forehead and eyes. Xu Minjun, kanglixiu's girlfriend next to him, looked at his boyfriend painfully and angrily.

Song TIANYAO was going to go back to the Doris hotel to let the busy ghost sister take a break for a while and accompany him to see the house sent by Chu Xiaoxin. As a result, Lou Fengyun called song TIANYAO in the factory and heard that kanglixiu was injured. Song TIANYAO hurried to the Dieda orthopedic pharmacy near xiyingpan with Huang Liu, After entering the door, he saw that Kangli, who was black and blue, was accompanied by Xu Minjun and allowed the doctor to help him heal.

Kanglixiu touched the wound with the doctor's hand and hissed the air conditioner in his mouth. After the doctor was busy, he said angrily: "I saw several people rushing to the street to bully and sell the Zhengbao." The newsboy who robbed the newsboy was only 11 or 12 years old. He was blocked by them on the street corner. I couldn't see it. Of course, he had to fight. The Kuomintang had the ability to counter attack the mainland, or went to the Korean war with the Communist Party, bullied the newsboy in Hong Kong, looked down on it and threw himself on the street! "

Song TIANYAO sighed, "call the police. You don't know how to fight."

"I don't know how to fight. I can't beat them, but my bones are stronger than them." Kangli Xiu's face is blue and blue, but he has a winning face.

Xu Minjun frowned: "isn't Zhengbao already out of print?"

"Indeed, because of the war in North Korea, the Communist Party has no money and energy to give subsidies to the newspaper, so the newspaper has long been closed. Now people in Hong Kong's cultural circles raise some money every month. It is only Xibei goods every week. However, even Xibei goods have sold 20000 copies in one issue at most, and all of them have been sold to Nanyang." Kang lixiu moved his arm and said.

Xu Minjun looked at Song TIANYAO. After all, he couldn't help it. He said to Kang lixiu, "your monthly salary at the newspaper office told me that drinking takes half, isn't it..."

"Yes, I also have a share of the money. As the editor of miscellaneous newspapers, I really don't enter the stream, but after all, I'm also a cultural man. The British don't care about running newspapers. Do you watch the Kuomintang dictate and make decisions in the newspaper industry?" Kang lixiu took a breath, rubbed his shoulder gently with his fingers and said.

"Why do you want to raise money to run a newspaper that has stopped publication? Especially a newspaper run by the Communist Party before?" song TIANYAO looked at Kang lixiu and handed him a cigarette.

Conley Hugh lit a cigarette: "At first, I just followed the trend. I thought that the well-known bosses and editors in the newspaper industry were just patriotic or Communist Party members. Later, after a long time of contact, I found that they were not just patriotic. They wanted to repay their kindness. The Japanese beat Hong Kong, the British ran away and surrendered, and the Kuomintang did not care about Hong Kong. Before, 20 or 30 newspapers in Hong Kong reported the atrocities of the Japanese army against China, or even several years On the eve of the fall of the enemy, the newspaper was still shouting "how dare you die when the country is in crisis". It can be thought that after the fall of Hong Kong, these main writers, chief editors and chief editors will either be detained in concentration camps or shot. "

After a pause, kanglixiu continued: "The British don't care about these Chinese literati, nor does the Kuomintang. As for the literati, there will be a new reappearance after killing a group of Zhonghui, and Hong Kong can't guard them. How can we be in the mood to care about their life and death? Finally, the Communist Party saved almost all Hong Kong literati who attacked Japanese atrocities with a pen as a knife at the expense of dozens of Communist Party members during the fall of Hong Kong for more than a month There are more than 800 people in the chemical industry, including their families. Many of these people are now the bosses and chief editors of the Hong Kong newspaper industry. When the war broke out in Korea, everyone is literate and can't help. However, for a newspaper, these people can still do it by raising money every month. The most annoying thing is the Kuomintang. When they save people, they don't see it. Newspaper colleagues feel a little grateful for the kindness of the Communist Party , the SEI Pao, a Xibei product, came out to report on the Korean war situation and the political situation on the mainland, but it jumped out to destroy it and worked hard to raise money to print some newspapers. Some people who took advantage of the KMT jumped out to beat newsboys and burn newspapers. I will continue to fight next time I hit it. "

After that, Kang lixiu looked at Song TIANYAO and added with a smile: "I just donate part of my salary every month. I haven't taken advantage of the newspaper. Don't you want to change the editor in chief?"

"No, you use your own private money. I have no right to intervene, and I don't think you have done anything wrong. However, I want to do business with Americans recently. In order to avoid trouble, I can't help you directly. So, brother Xiu, your salary of 200 yuan a month is reserved to support your family. Sister Jun Zhong will wait for you to marry her. I think it's better in the future Your monthly salary is 1200 yuan, and 1000 yuan should be enough for drinking? "Song TIANYAO winked at Kang lixiu with a cigarette." newspapers are not politics. You can pay some money and do your best to have a good relationship with famous people in the newspaper industry. Don't get involved too much, otherwise it will be difficult to give people a sense of impartiality and neutrality. "

Kanglixiu looked at Song TIANYAO, looked at his pig head like face in the mirror, and pointed to song TIANYAO's head: "you're willing to pay 1200 yuan a month for this kind of pig head failure?"

Song TIANYAO laughed: "I can let an idiot named shiyehui take 50% of the shares of a company and run my business for me. It's not uncommon for more pigs to be the editor in chief of a newspaper. Today is today. Just in time, I'll take you to meet a licensed stockbroker who pours on the street. Then he will provide you with the news about the stock market published in the newspaper."

"Hey, isn't it disrespectful to see people like this?" Kang lixiu asked song TIANYAO.

"It doesn't matter. That guy looks ugly," song TIANYAO said.

Kanglixiu grinned: "idiot, pig head and rush into the street. These three kinds of people help you start your business. It's difficult for you to rush into the street or not."

After the three got on the bus, they drove Xu Minjun back to the University of Hong Kong. Then song TIANYAO took kanglixiu to the St. George's building on Xuechang street, central. Most of the men and women in and out of the building were surprised by kanglixiu's shape. After entering the elevator, kanglixiu asked song TIANYAO:

"Ah Yao, when did Hong Kong people lose their curiosity? No one was surprised at my decline?"

"People in other parts of Hong Kong may be curious about your appearance, but most of the building are licensed bond companies engaged in stock trading. Many traders have been beaten because they lost customers' money. We see more and are no longer surprised. Maybe those who just walked out have been beaten by customers." after Huang Liu pressed the button to close the elevator door, Song TIANYAO said to Kang lixiu.

When the elevator went up to the seventh floor, song TIANYAO took kanglixiu into an office with a small nameplate of CAITONG securities and said to the man who was lying on the table reading materials:

"The compass."

One face was as thin as a wolf, with a circle of beard and green stubble on his cheek. He once took care of the gold business for Wang Yuanxi, a rich businessman in Shanghai. Finally, Luo zhuankun, who was down on the street, raised his head and saw song TIANYAO come in, revealing a smiling face: "Mr. Song."

When he saw Kang lixiu following song TIANYAO, he was stunned. Then he got up knowingly and stretched out his hand to Kang lixiu: "I'm Luo zhuankun, sir. Are you also a stockbroker?"

"He is Kang lixiu, editor in chief of the newspaper of Hong Kong Business Weekly of China." song TIANYAO introduced Luo zhuankun nearby.

Luo zhuankun looked at Kang lixiu up and down, and asked song TIANYAO uncertainly, "now the newspaper has also been scolded as a liar? What on earth did the newspaper publish so that Mr. Kang would be beaten so badly? The people of Hong Kong are really barbaric."

"Licensed brokers, even if they rush into the street, are not as shabby?" Kang lixiu was surprised at the shabby environment. In addition to office desks and chairs, there is a folding bed in the corner. It seems that this Luo broker works here, eats and lives here, which is even shabby than his own newspaper office.

Song TIANYAO opened his mouth and said, "I have six poor licensed securities companies like this."