After half an hour, the meeting ended.

The editor-in-chief leaves.

Li Rulan also left with satisfaction. Before leaving, Sheng Tianbu didn't need to speak, so she smiled and told Sheng Tianbu that she wanted to quit her job and enjoy a happy life, and that Sheng Tianbu would take care of her from now on. If she didn't take care of her, she would have to starve to death.

Sheng Tianbu left Aji, Zhanmi, Ahua and others behind.

Aji was a little confused: "Brother Tian, ​​what's going on?"

"Aji, how many brothers do we have in Shengtian now?"

"There are only about three hundred official members, and we have recruited a lot during this period."

Sheng Tianbu shook his head and patted Aji on the shoulder: "There are still too few people. If anyone wants to join, just keep collecting, but one thing, don't touch poison!

In addition, their combat power is too weak and they are not good enough to fight. You choose a group of them with good physical fitness and teach them to box.

I don't care what they did before, but starting from tomorrow, they must box for at least two hours every day. You people form the Blood Killing Hall, and you are the leader of the Blood Killing Hall!

I want to do a legitimate business, but the conditions don't allow it. Whether it's our territory or the magazine business, if I want to avoid being bullied, relying solely on the police is a fool's errand. I can only rely on myself.

Your Blood Killing Hall is crucial to Shengtian!

When the time comes, we will also get a pure black card as a blood-killing black sticker. I want to grab business from the King of Hell as soon as the black sticker comes out!

I hope that in the future Hong Kong Island, everyone will be frightened if we see our victory over Tianheitie!"

Aji's eyes flashed with excitement, and he patted his chest and said, "Okay! Brother Tian, ​​don't worry, I promise to help you train a group of masters!"

"In addition to Xueshatang, Shengtian will also establish a Ministry of Commerce, and the minister will be Zhan Mi. Zhan Mi, are you confident?"

Sheng Tianbu said and looked at Zhan Mi.

Zhan Mi smiled and said: "If it were just me, I would definitely not have the confidence. I know how much I weigh, but with Brother Tian at the helm, I have the confidence!"

"good."

Shengtian Trail: "Shengtian only has these two departments for the time being. With the development, other departments will be added in the future. To be a company, it must be formal. Ahua, Wuying, Li Wen, you just follow Zhanmi and I will wrong you.

First."

Ah Hua said: "I'm sorry, Brother Tian, ​​if it weren't for you, we would still be just hanging around waiting to die. How could we be as prosperous as we are now?"

Li asked: "Brother Hua is right."

Zhan Mi lightly slapped Li Wen on the head and said, "Just shut up. Now that you have money and time, why not go to a magazine to get more sketches!"

Li Wen said seriously: "Brother Zhan Mi, I can draw, but those girls are so spot-on and useless."

Jimi's eyes widened, he rolled his eyes and said, "Dia! Are you using this paper for drawing or erasing?"

Everyone laughed.

Then Zhan Mi returned to his serious face and said: "Brother Tian, ​​before I tell you, I signed up for a business class and plan to learn how to do business systematically."

oh?

Sheng Tianbu was slightly startled and couldn't help but look at Zhan Mi again.

Originally, he only thought that this guy had a smart mind and was naturally good at doing business. He didn't expect that he would go further. Others were still fooling around. He had already started to improve himself, but he was not too surprised.

Because in "Dragon City Years", Zhan Mi means killing people with his left hand, holding books in his right hand, being diligent and frugal, and cutting them to feed the dogs.

Li Wen said from the side: "Brother Tian, ​​it's much more than that. Brother Zhanmi is studying English and only sleeps five hours a day. I don't know what he is fighting for."

"Shut up, idiot! Didn't I tell you not to talk about it everywhere?"

Sheng Tianbu took a deep look at Zhan Mi, and his previous emotion couldn't help but float in his heart. With such a team, why worry about big things happening?

Shengtian Trail: "Zhan Mizi, you did the right thing. If you want to do a good job and do a good business, you have to keep learning. But you only sleep five hours a day. Can you handle it?"

Jimi smiled and said: "It's no problem, Brother Tian, ​​we are here from the housing estate. We don't know how hard life is. What we are least afraid of is risking our lives. It doesn't matter if we sacrifice a little sleep."

Sheng Tianbu patted Zhan Mi on the shoulder and said nothing more.

After all important matters were decided, the meeting was dismissed and everyone went about their work.

The second day.

Jimi started to take action, leading more than 20 people including Ah Hua, Li Wen, and Wu Ying to spread out in several prosperous areas such as Yau Ma Tei, Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, Wan Chai, and Central. Each person, ranging from 1,000 to 3,000, began to return. Purchase the first issue of "Feng Yue".

Yau Ma Tei, a newsstand on the corner of Nathan Road.

"Boss, do you have "Feng Yue" for sale?"

"Pretty boy, you're late. I closed the stall last night and sold out the last copy. Come back next Friday."

"What the heck! It sold out so quickly. Do you want it to be so popular?"

The newsstand man was very excited and said: "This is the only salty magazine in Hong Kong. Do you know what the only one is?"

I’ve only bought eight copies, so it’s natural that it’s so popular. It’s such a shame! If I had known it would sell so well, I would have bought twenty or thirty copies, and I would have suffered a huge loss.”

"Eh!?" The customer suddenly pointed to the magazine in the newsstand man's hand and said, "Isn't it the one you have?"

The newsstand guy said with a sleazy look: "Of course this is "Feng Yue", but it's not for sale. I keep this copy for myself, and the plastic cover has been removed. I've been so busy at this time that I haven't even had time to read it myself. ."

Zhan Mi said eagerly: "Sell it to me, boss, I'll pay double the price!"

The newsstand man was stunned and cursed in his mind, "Damn it, how hungry are you salty and wet guys? You have already opened the package and bought it at double price?"

"I won't sell it, I won't sell it." The newsstand man shook his head, "I told you, I keep this for myself, I haven't had time to look at it yet."

Zhan Mi gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll pay three times the price, no, four times the price, what do you think?"

hiss!

The newsstand man took a deep breath and looked at Jimi in surprise.

"Five times! Just five times the price, no problem!"

Zhan Mi shook his head, as if he was about to leave, and said unhappily: "You are crazy about the line. If you don't sell it, the worst I can do is run a little longer, and I can earn fifty or forty yuan a book."

Why are there people selling it!”

The newsstand man grabbed Zhan Mi's arm and said firmly: "Sell it! I'll sell it! Bring it for fifty yuan, and this book is yours!"

Jimi happily gave fifty dollars to the newsstand man, holding the magazine like a piece of gold and carefully wiping off the dust. The corner of the newsstand man's mouth twitched and he almost doubted his life.

Damn, do you want to be so crazy?

The newsstand man put away the money and complained: "Young man, it's just a salty and wet magazine. Do you need this?"

"cut!"

Zhan Mi rolled his eyes at the newsstand man, took off his backpack, showed two well-preserved copies of "Feng Yue", and put this one in again, which made the newsstand man dumbfounded.

Then he explained: "You know, the first issue of Hong Kong's salty and wet masterpiece is well-produced. If you keep it for a few months, people will pay ten times the price! I will keep it for a few more years, and I won't worry about two thousand a copy.

Sell, you know your stuff!"

After that, he ignored the stunned newsstand man, turned around and ran away, continuing to recycle magazines at a high price.

Similar situations also occurred in several other places, and the value of the first issue of "Feng Yue" gradually became popular.

No one is stupid, some people believe in this stuff, and some don't, and some smart people even guessed that there is a pair of black hands behind the scenes, but it doesn't matter, this is what Sheng Tianbu wants.

It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's more important to focus on "Feng Yue" magazine. It's even more important to remember that "Feng Yue" will be released on Friday.

To put it in the terms of later generations, this is nothing but flow.

In the evening, Zhan Mi, A Hua and others returned. Today's mission has been completed and they will fight again tomorrow.
Chapter completed!