Chapter 24 Listing
Chapter 24 Listing
In addition, the workers at the Kwun Tong printing factory brought back a crucial piece of news.
Lajiang printed 100,000 copies of the magazine at one time, seemingly intending to take over the entire pornographic magazine market in one go and become the pornographic king of the magazine industry!
"If you choose, a magazine with poor workmanship will cost one dollar and eighty to two dollars. One hundred thousand copies will cost two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars!"
"La Jiang is just a lousy fellow from the Dong'an Society. How can he take out 200,000 Hong Kong dollars at once?"
A gangster who even plagiarizes free magazines is destined not to be a gangster boss.
A well-known gangster who makes at least hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars a month, has his own gangs and brothers to manage. Who would notice the new methods of a young man?
Jixiang would never find a real big boss to do something like this that would cost him his life.
Not only will your reputation be completely ruined, but you may also be thrown off the bus halfway, and in the end you won't even be able to drink a sip of soup. It really is not worth it.
Yin Zhaotang sneered in his heart: "One hundred thousand copies in the first issue, even bolder than the founder of Dragon Tiger Leopard, really sharp!"
"After all, more than half of the 100,000 copies of the first issue of Dragon Tiger Leopard were reprinted. If Dong'an Society's magazine company has half of the first issue unsold, La Jiang will probably go bankrupt!"
Yin Zhaotang suddenly realized that compared to directly killing the spicy ginger, it seemed more cost-effective to use commercial competition to squeeze out the opponent.
Being legal and compliant and not afraid of being caught by the police is one thing, but being able to regain dominance in the pornographic magazine market is more important.
How can 91 Magazine, a natural big brother, get a share of the suddenly emerging Big Wave?
The point is, in business, La Jiang is not worthy of being Yin Zhaotang's opponent. It is too easy to bring down a blind all-in, aggressive gangster.
That’s why they say that a dwarf mule will never learn to use his brain and will remain a dwarf mule all his life.
Canton Road.
Hecheng Building.
With a cigarette in his mouth and a sample book in his hand, Ma Wei swaggered to the third floor and pushed open the glass door of a room with a loan advertisement posted on it.
The room was full of melon seed shells that had not been cleaned up, and the air was filled with smoke. Several tables of guys were smoking and playing cards. There were advertisements of loan companies posted all over the walls, saying that there was no interest on the first installment, no mortgage, and low interest rates.
The first installment is a down payment, and we don’t even give you the money, so of course there’s no interest.
A boy who was playing cards stood up and called out, "Brother Ponytail."
"Ponytail brother."
There were sporadic greetings, but most people did not stand up.
It can be seen that ponytail still has a certain status in the community.
It's just a little bit of status.
This "Big Wave Magazine Company", which was transformed from a loan shark company, is actually exactly the same as the original loan shark company except for the change of the sign at the door.
But Ma Wei believes that once the issue 8 of the magazine hits the shelves, the whole world will know his name!
At this time, Mawei opened the door of the finance office. The boss Lajiang was wearing a suit, leather shoes, a gold Rolex watch on his wrist, and standing in front of the mirror adjusting his tie.
La Jiang has dyed yellow hair on his head, with each strand of hair standing upright from his forehead to the back of his head like spikes, like a large rooster's comb, with a very explosive shape.
Wearing an old-fashioned grey suit, he looked like a country bumpkin, but the focus of their attention right now was the golden Rolex.
"Ponytail, does it look real?"
"Boss, why did you buy a gold watch?" The two said in unison, and then laughed. Ma Wei casually threw a sample book of "Big Wave" on the table, just finished a cigarette, and then took out a cigarette box, and said jokingly: "Boss, where did you buy the fake one? It's so real, I'll buy it next time!"
"I borrowed the real thing from Xiu Biaojie. It's an A-grade product. Ha! Tonight, I'm going to have dinner with Director Sun of the Newspaper Distribution Association. I need his help with magazine distribution. Be careful not to be looked down upon if you wear an A-grade product."
La Jiang tied the burgundy tie around his neck and casually tied a knot, not caring whether it fit well or not.
Ma Wei nodded, but said with disdain: "Tsk, the Newspaper Distribution Association, just a bunch of old newspaper guys."
"The sign is really loud. I might have thought it was the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce! Boss, I've also made an agreement with the newspaper guys on Shanghai Street. They'll have our newspapers on the shelves on the 8th, and they'll be in the most prominent position."
La Jiang looked in the mirror and seemed to be very satisfied with his appearance. He nodded and said, "That's OK. In the future, we will all be intellectuals. The newspapers will talk about the four great talents of Hong Kong Island."
"The first one is called Jin Yong, and the second one is called what?"
"Ni Kuang, James Huang and Cai Lan!" Ponytail replied.
"Oh!"
"From now on, we have to change it to Jin Yong, La Jiang and the guy who wrote The Deer and the Cauldron! I love reading The Deer and the Cauldron the most. If Jin Yong wasn't the boss of Ming Pao, even he wouldn't be qualified!" La Jiang snorted twice and told Ma Wei, "We are not quirky people now, we are intellectuals who run magazines. Don't call us newspaper men. Without the help of the Newspaper Distribution Association, there are more than 30,000 newsstands in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong. How long will it take for us to contact them one by one?"
Ma Wei agreed, "Got it, Boss. On the 8th, we guarantee that our magazines will be all over the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island. By the way, my people in Kwun Tong have heard the news, and Jing Zhongyi's Ah Tong has also contacted the factory to print the magazines."
La Jiang was not surprised: "Atang is a very smart person, but being smart is not enough to get by in the underworld! Don't you have a sample book?"
"No, the printing factory is quite secretive. I can ask my brothers to steal one copy. However, my friend in Kwun Tong said that judging from the materials shipped into the factory, they can only print 10,000 to 20,000 copies of the magazine at most." Ma Wei finished speaking.
La Jiang waved his hands indifferently: "Forget it, stealing magazines, damn, what good photos do they have? Do we have time to reprint them?"
"You pay for it?"
"With just 10,000 copies, it's not enough to do anything. Once our 100,000 copies are on the shelves, they will be easily overwhelmed!"
Ma Wei suddenly smiled obscenely: "Boss, can you let me play with Liang Jenny who took the cover for two days?"
"Get lost! I'm an actress from Xinji and I get 5,000 yuan per performance!"
"We'll talk about it after the magazine sells."
Yin Zhaotang frowned when he heard Ah Le's worry, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "You think selling magazines is like showing off or fighting. Whoever has more people has the advantage, and whoever prints more magazines will sell better?"
"You're such a fool to think like that. People will only buy it if it's really good-looking! Even if 10,000 copies of the magazine sell well, we can still beat him to death."
"It has to be really good-looking for people to buy it! Boss Xian promised me that it will be shipped on the 8th at the same time as "The Big Wave". If the sales are good enough, more prints can be made immediately!"
December 1980, 9.
Chen Zhiming was dressed in a suit and tie, with a neatly slicked-back hair and a briefcase tucked into his waist. As usual, he came to the bottom of a building in Tsim Sha Tsui East and went into a convenience store to buy breakfast.
When I passed by a newsstand, I picked up a copy of the South China Morning Post as I did every time, intending to read some world news.
When I took out the change to pay the bill, my eyes suddenly caught sight of a new magazine called "91 Men" hanging in a prominent position. The photo of a lush garden on the cover was simply eye-catching.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"Aren't you afraid of getting complained about?"
(End of this chapter)