Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian found a female receptionist at the front desk of the newspaper and said that there was explosive news to provide to the newspaper. The female receptionist took him to the News Department.

At this time, the head of the news department of "Sing Tao Daily" was "Zou Huaiwen", serving as editor-in-chief. He was 23 years old at the time and could be said to be young and promising.

However, with Zou Huaiwen's academic qualifications from the journalism department of St. John's University, coupled with his outstanding performance as an intern at Shanghai's "Shen Shen" and his proficiency in English, serving as editor-in-chief of "Sing Tao Daily" can at best be regarded as a good job.

Twenty-three years old is not a young age these days. Those who are determined can already make a career. However, considering that Zou Huaiwen has just arrived in Hong Kong Island for more than a year, becoming the editor-in-chief of "Sing Tao Daily" is already a sign of his prominent family background.

Huaifu Minchu was the former president of the Guangdong Provincial Bank of China, and he had many wealthy businessmen in Chaoshan. His ancestors were big businessmen for generations, and they had run private salt, gold, mining, banking and other businesses...

He Dingxian did not expect that just by looking for an editor-in-chief at a newspaper office, he would meet the future head of the Golden Harvest Group, Boss Zou, a tycoon in the film industry.

Now it seems that Zou Daheng is still involved in the news and media industry, and he has not even joined the English newspaper office. Looking at his immature face, it seems that he has just stepped out of society.

But the young man Zou Huaiwen was not easy to fool. He picked up a teacup in his hand, blew the hot air slowly, and said loudly: "Mr. He, this murder case doesn't seem to be that simple. I want to think of the murderer based on pure imagination." Putting the blame on one person can easily affect the fairness of the news and the reputation of Sing Tao Daily."

He Dingxian curled his lips with an expression of indifference. Sing Tao Daily is a commercial newspaper that loves eyeballs and chases political hot spots. It relies on hyping up current events to sell newspapers. Talking about reputation is really not as good as talking about money.

"I have five thousand yuan here. Please help me write the news." He Dingxian took out an envelope and handed it over: "You don't need to write it accurately, you just need to report the news. People who are interested will naturally go there. Find out the truth.”

As for what will happen next, it actually has nothing to do with the press. Jianghu people want to be shameless, but they will not trouble the newspapers.

What's more, the owner of "Sing Tao Daily" is even more difficult to deal with.

It's a pity that there are too many talented people on the island today. There are wealthy businessmen, fierce men, and elites. They all survived the war years. If only they could be as easy to deceive as the fools after the millennium, money would be saved. A lot of it, and you can still get rid of your waist.

Zou Huaiwen didn't even look at the envelope. He pushed his glasses with his hands with a smile and said loudly: "There are many people who come to the newspaper with money to buy advertisements. You are the first to come to the newspaper with money to buy news."

"Although I think you want to use the news to attack your competitors, since we are from Chaoshan, I will help you report the news."

"I don't charge you for the money, but if you have a place, you can help me sell newspapers." Zou Huaiwen had already found out that He Dingxian was in the movie store business, and he guessed some inside information, but he didn't have enough information and couldn't see clearly enough.

He doesn't care about thousands of dollars in bribes, he just wants to improve the department's performance and make friends with a fellow villager who looks promising.

In fact, murder news on Hong Kong Island is still very reporting. Every time it is reported, it will cause a sensation. The main reason is that there are too many homicides. The citizens feel the same and sympathize with each other, which will put a lot of pressure on the Hong Kong government.

Unfortunately, there are too few homicide cases that can be reported, because in most cases, the police have replaced them with heads. How can they be reported when the cases are closed? Isn’t it a slap in the face of the police force to report this!

He Dingxian also saw what Zou Huaiwen meant. He was worthy of being a talented person from a wealthy businessman family. When doing business, he would rely on favors first. He would not accept bribes of several thousand yuan at all, but would charge larger amounts!

At the current price of one dime a piece, if each movie store subscribes to a 100-cent newspaper, it will only cost dozens of yuan per issue, which is an extra expense of more than 200 yuan a month.

I guessed that Zou Huaiwen wouldn't be able to work at "Sing Tao Newspaper" for long. He couldn't book it for a year and a half, and it would cost less than 3,000 yuan to wait for the favor to pass.

This is much more than the five thousand oceans sent directly. Zou Huaiwen must understand the reason, that is, he really wants to make friends with him.

"No problem. From tomorrow onwards, we will pick up 700 newspapers in each issue. When guests come, we will send them to them. I will order them directly from you." He Dingxian smiled.

Zou Huaiwen stood up and walked around the desk, shaking hands with him with a warm smile: "Mr. He, I will see you out. Let's have tea together when we have time."

"Okay." He Dingxian said with a slight smile on his face: "When you come to Kowloon, you can come to the Yau Ma Tei Police Station to find me. I am a police officer."

"I really can't tell."

Zou Huaiwen was greatly surprised, but he behaved politely and raised his hand to lead him out of the office building.

The next day, afternoon.

Ho Ting-yin was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, sitting at the entrance of the Shek Kip Mei Dollar Store, with his back leaning on a bamboo recliner, his legs crossed and a copy of Sing Tao Daily spread out.

Today is the day when the embassy is on duty. Whenever he has nothing to do, he comes to the movie store to sit and relax. At noon, he just rests. In the evening, he can help sell tickets. In the seven movie stores under his control, he is mainly used to it. The movie shop in Shek Kip Mei is mainly because brothers such as Lard Boy and Wu Shihao often stay in Shek Kip Mei, and it is more enjoyable for the brothers to chat together.

From time to time, I also visit movie stores in Sham Shui Po and Shanghai Street. Firstly, I am flirting with Mr. Choi from Sham Shui Po, and secondly, I inspect the business of the stores. I only go to two stores in Temple Street and Kwong Wah Street. At the very least, it is a movie store given to others after all, and it cannot be as thoughtful as your own store.

Moreover, the consumption power of the neighbors of the two prosperous shops in prosperous streets is strong enough, and they can earn money every month as long as they stay there. The profit of a single store is higher than that of Sham Shui Po and Shek Kip Mei.

Wearing a sweatshirt and showing his fat arms, Lardboy came to the officer with a plate of watermelon. While eating, he asked: "Boss, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the news in the newspaper." He Dingxian saw a report of more than 600 words in the social news section, occupying two-thirds of the page. The title was still "The Murder of the Shaw Brothers Theater Manager", and the smile on his lips became brighter.

Picked up the watermelon and gnawed it with relish.

Lardboy glanced at the newspaper. After failing to see the clue, he turned his gaze outside and said with a puzzled expression: "Brother Xian, do you need to buy a hundred copies of the newspaper?"

He Dingxian looked up at him and said with a smile: "From now on, newspapers will be delivered every day. Let Ahao and Ajie read them when they have time. If the audience likes them, they will be given to them for free. If not, just use them as toilet paper."

Central, Shaw Brothers and Sons. Mr. Shao was sitting on a leather office sofa. He was wearing a crisp suit and a famous watch on his wrist. He was reading the newspaper folded by his secretary and had a pair of mustaches that looked very literary. Beating faintly.

"Poof!" He slapped the newspaper on the table with his palm, causing the water glass on the table to jingle: "Village people, please contact Lin Datou from Fuyixing for me. I'm going to start a fight with a few young people tonight. banquet."

The second brother, Shao Cunren, immediately stood up on the sofa, nodded knowingly and said, "I understand, brother."

Although "Shao and Son" are currently the chairman of the board of directors and his son is the general manager, the boss Shao Zuiweng is the most famous in the business world. He is also a brother and a father among the brothers. After withdrawing from the second line, he just no longer takes charge of the company's operations. The Shao family Shao Zuiweng had to be the first to handle any matter, so everyone put Shao Zuiweng first when it came to Shaw Brothers. It wasn't until ten years later that Shao Yifu took his place.

Now that the Shao family has lost face outside, the boss must find it in person. Otherwise, how will the entire company and fellow villagers think of the Shao family?