A group of people coming from the mainland to Hong Kong were chased and intercepted by the paparazzi. This was big news. How could they not be excited?
Everyone knows that 97, some people look forward to it, but some people are afraid of it.
Moreover, just at the beginning of the year, didn't the mainland say that they would solve three problems in the 1980s? The final ownership of Xiangjiang was inevitably used and repeatedly hyped by television stations.
The hype has been going on for so long that they themselves are afraid.
After all, for many people, especially those in the British Hong Kong government and social groups, the Arab Communist Party is very scary.
"Are you Mr. Feng? Can you tell me about your first experience in Xiangjiang?"
"Mr. Feng, can Xiangjiang's literary works be published in mainland China?"
"Will you reach cooperation with the publishing industry in Hong Kong?"
"Do the writers who come to Hong Kong have any plans to publish their literary works in Hong Kong?"
"Excuse me, do you know martial arts novels? What do you think of martial arts novels?"
"..."
Everyone felt like they were surrounded by locusts. Fortunately, the people from Xiangjiang were experienced and quickly boarded a luxury bus.
"These reporters are so scary!" Tang Yuewen's face turned pale, and she was still in shock.
"Yes, our reporters over there are not so crazy." Wang Meng was also frightened.
Feng Xianzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a forced smile: "This may be a characteristic of Xiangjiang media. You can just get used to it..."
"They all call crazy reporters paparazzi in Xiangjiang." Jiang Yulou shrugged.
He felt that these reporters were so unqualified and were no different from the paparazzi he knew.
"This gentleman knows our media very well." A dark-skinned man said in a Hong Kong dialect: "Let me introduce myself, my name is William Chen, his name is Yuan Bin, and we both represent the Hong Kong Press Association. This The two are Ms. Jenny Zhou and Ms. Kelly Liu, and they represent several publishing houses in Hong Kong. Next, we will be responsible for everyone’s schedule for the week. If you have any questions, you can contact us.”
The four Xiangjiang people looked at everyone, and everyone looked at them.
They all had their own thoughts in mind, but the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
"This place is called Kowloon Bay. It was originally small. After reclamation and expansion, the airport was built. Well, over there is Kowloon Bay. It is a real sea..."
"That's Victoria Harbor over there, and the mainland is across the way. You guys come here every year..."
"Ahem..."
"Ha, I said something wrong, don't mind."
"Our newspapers in Hong Kong have a large circulation, almost millions of copies every day, with an average of one copy for three people. The largest ones include Sing Pao, Ming Pao, Xin Pao, Sing Tao Daily, and Wen Wei Po " and "Ta Kung Pao"."
"There are also Sanlian Bookstore, Zhonghua Book Company and the Commercial Press, which are the three largest publishing houses in Hong Kong, followed by some small publishing houses."
"Let's go to the city now and rest in the hotel first."
William Chen introduced all the way, and everyone listened attentively, and their attention was firmly attracted by this city.
Driving in from Kai Tak National Airport, there are four lanes in both directions, with green belts and street lights in the middle, and there are clusters of high-rise residential buildings nearby. A huge circular overpass stretches across the center, the surrounding parking lots are full, and the shore is lined with cranes and hoisting machinery.
Walking further inside, reaching the core area, the grandeur of a metropolis hits your face.
There are rows of high-rise buildings, English signs can be seen everywhere, and there are double-decker buses waiting at red lights.
The most conspicuous thing is the shop sign. All the horizontal and vertical ones are highlighted. They are horizontal and vertical above the street. They are chaotic and layered, giving people a very strange sense of prosperity.
“It’s so prosperous!”
Many people have lived in the countryside for most of their lives. They originally thought that Yanjing was already the most prosperous. But now that they have arrived in Xiangjiang, they are shocked to realize that Yanjing is just a large rural area.
Xiangjiang, this is a real international metropolis!
Jiang Yulou's perspective is different from theirs. What he sees is stocks, real estate, electronic manufacturing, and the shipping industry. The most important thing is the extremely high royalties.
When writers write manuscripts, they pay attention to manuscript fees. The higher the manuscript fee, the richer the income. A rich writer has a house full of gold and silver; a writer who lacks money is poor and miserable, who would want to do it? Even famous writers don't receive high royalties when they first start out.
When it comes to famous writers in Xiangjiang, we can’t escape Ni Kuang and Jin Yong.
It's just that there are differences between the two.
In addition to writing serials in "New Evening News" and "Business Daily" in the 1950s and 1960s, Jin Yong only wrote for Ming Dynasty publications throughout his life, and his royalties were calculated based on the sales of single volumes.
Jin Yong's martial arts novels are published at a 10% discount (the highest in Hong Kong). Each copy costs tens of thousands of copies. After deducting printing and paper, all the money falls into Mr. Cha's pocket. It's an astronomical figure!
Since Ni Kuang’s debut, his royalties have skyrocketed at the speed of a rocket. This month, it’s ten yuan per thousand words, then twenty yuan next month, then thirty yuan next month, until one hundred, five hundred, and finally, one yuan per word. , one thousand words and one thousand Hong Kong dollars.
After the 1980s, the price for one thousand words was as high as two to three thousand yuan. I have also tried to write short articles for one thousand words and five thousand yuan, but long manuscripts are not among them. Ni Kuang wrote the Wesleyan serial for "Ming Pao", which cost about six to seven thousand a month; and later he wrote the Oriental Yuan Zhenxia serial, and Boss Ma spent a generous amount of ten thousand a month.
Ni Kuang writes more than ten columns every month and earns more than 100,000 yuan, which is amazing. Later, he became the screenwriter for great director Chang Cheh. The starting price for a script was RMB 10,000 to RMB 20,000 to RMB 30,000. He could write four scripts in a month and his income was over RMB 100,000.
If Jiang Yulou's novels could be published in Xiangjiang, he would earn more than in mainland China.
He is not a person who is not short of money, so how could he not be tempted.
"Snow Dragon Egg Milk Tea Restaurant, Kowloon Ice Room, Longfengxiang Jewelry, Ma Shilong Store..."
Wang Meng leaned against the window, looking at the signs outside, and asked curiously: "Why are there so many signs with dragons in Xiangjiang? Is it a preference?"
"Not only do they like dragons, many people also believe in dragons." Zhou Jenny said with a smile.
"Well……"
Wang Meng narrowed his eyes and leaned into Jiang Yulou's ear in the front row, "Hey, Xiao Jiang, how come a capitalist society also believes in dragons?"
"What a great dragon. Look, it's just a dragon over there."
"Where?"
Wang Meng looked in the direction of his finger and saw several large colorful signs hanging on the wall: Lijing Hotel, Shengji Food Stall, Thai Massage, Six Nations Beauty...
The old comrade was very confused. One-stop service?
The bus drove into the city and stopped in front of the Miramar Hotel. Its luxury once again amazed my friends. People in Xiangjiang are rich. One person has a room with a terrace.
William Chen and the others also stayed with them and briefly discussed the arrangements. There is nothing to do today, free to move around, but if you want to go shopping, it is best to ask them to go together, so as not to cause trouble if you are not familiar with the place.
Jiang Yulou took a bath first and changed his clothes. It's too hot in Xiangjiang. If you wear something like the one you wore in Yanjing here, you'll definitely get sick.
He made a cup of tea and carried it to the terrace, where he had a sweeping view of Hong Kong in 1980!
If he stays in Hong Kong from today on, it will be Hong Kong Entertainment 1980.
Based on the memory of his previous life, there is no need to write novels. He will directly start copying scripts and making movies. In a few years, it will be the same as playing the role of one of the Four Heavenly Kings. Those beautiful actresses in Xiangjiang want one thing and another...
"Oh, my Shuzhen and Jiaxin!" Teacher Jiang quickly became discouraged.
Just think about it, wouldn't it be stupid to take it seriously?
If you miss it, you will miss it after all.
