Chapter 39 Chapter 39: Recruitment

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Since he had the idea of ​​opening a magazine, Lin Huaile spent thousands of dollars to publish recruitment information in Zima's Oriental Newspaper.

What is the soul of a magazine?

It's the editor-in-chief!

It’s the content!

But the final draft is decided by the editor-in-chief.

Like Playboy and Hefner, art films and Bergman.

The editor-in-chief is the soul of a magazine. He needs to have an aesthetic that is beyond ordinary people in order to lead the readers' aesthetic.

This kind of high-level talent is not found in the title.

However, there are many universities in Hong Kong, and there will always be talented people who are not recognized.

"Call all those who were not seriously injured in Tanglou and ask them to take care of the sanitation in the building."

"You ask the advertising company to hurry up and put up the signboard this afternoon."

"Go back to the phone company and buy a wire. If you don't have a phone to use, it will be troublesome to do anything!"

Lin Huaile admired the scenery outside the window for a while, then turned his head and told Changmao to do something.

Changmao didn't know what Lin Huaile wanted to do, but since he was a child, he had always directed him and did things by himself, so he immediately walked downstairs and went to the phone booth on the street to make a call.

A car horn honked outside the building. Lin Huaile looked down and found that the second-hand office furniture he had ordered had arrived.

Lin Huaile also walked downstairs and directed the workers to stack the furniture in the warehouse behind.

After all this fuss, it was evening.

It is beneficial to have many mazi brothers under you.

Lin Huaile came out of the warehouse to pay the freight and saw Situ Haonan and his gang of bad guys cleaning the building.

"Boss!"

"Brother Le!"

"Brother Le!"

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Lin Huaile nodded, took out most of the boxes of Marlboros from his pocket, and distributed them to everyone.

Among these bad guys, Marlboro is the best cigarette, priced at twenty yuan a box.

The housing estate boys who come out to hang out have poor family conditions. If you want to smoke, you need to collect money to buy powder. How can you smoke imported Hongwan every day?

But Lin Huaile is different. Thanks to his father, he was born as the Prince of Heaven.

Not to mention the red million, he can still afford the more expensive black million.

"Thank you, boss!"

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Situ Haonan and others took the cigarette and said gratefully.

"Construction will start in two days, and you will have money to make money by then."

"Save up the money I gave you before and buy a unit so that you can bring your family and enjoy the happiness!"

Lin Huaile gave a few instructions, telling these people not to spend randomly and save up, so as not to take advantage of the pink boys and girls.

"Brother Le, someone just came over with a newspaper and said he was looking for you."

"Ah Shan is waiting with him on the third floor!"

Situ Haonan remembered Changmao's instructions and quickly said it.

It's only been two days since I posted the application, and there are already people applying for the job, which is really a good sign.

"Grab it and do it, we'll go eat grouper later!" After Lin Huaile finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

When Situ Haonan and the others heard that there would be a big dinner in the evening, they became very motivated and started cleaning enthusiastically.

Lin Huaile walked up to the third floor and found Ah Shan chatting with a tall man.

"Brother Le, this is Mr. Lin, your family member."

Lin Guoguang, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses and was tall and thin, turned to look at the stairs and found a young man of eighteen or nineteen looking at him.

This young man was wearing a plaid shirt and a pair of half-worn jeans. His face was calm, but his eyes were smiling.

"Hello, Lin Sheng, I am Lin Huaile."

As the host, Lin Huaile rubbed his dusty hands on his jeans. After cleaning them, he stretched out his hands to shake hands with Lin Guoguang.

Lin Guoguang did not expect that the person who was brave enough to create the first salty and wet magazine in Hong Kong was actually a young man.

"Hello, Lin Sheng, I'm Lin Guosheng."

"Reporter from "Tian Tian Daily", I saw Lin Sheng's recruitment in "Oriental Newspaper", so I came here because of his fame."

“I just didn’t expect it”

When Lin Guosheng said this, he stopped talking.

Lin Huaile never cared about other people's opinions and knew that he was indeed young. He said disapprovingly: "I just didn't expect how young I am."

"Gan Luo was only twelve when he paid homage to the prime minister."

"I am already nineteen this year, and I should be able to achieve a great career."

"I just rented this building for three years. I hope that after one year, the magazine's profit will allow me to buy this building!"

Lin Huaile stretched out his hand and invited Lin Guosheng to chat by the window sill.

It takes three years to earn a building.

If other people heard it, they would laugh out loud.

But in Lin Guosheng's eyes, it is not a difficult matter.

You know, North America's "Playboy" has long proven that this path is feasible.

Today's Xiangjiang seems to be not much different from Europe and the United States, but in essence, it is completely opposite. It has only learned three or four points of freedom. In the final analysis, it is still Confucian conservatism.

Perhaps only when a new generation of young people enter the society will things change.

Since the signboard outside has been hung up, it means that the Information Agency's license has been obtained.

Without saying a word, and before everyone in the press could react, he ate the most delicious cake, which really made people applaud.

"Lin Sheng, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making a salty magazine?"

Lin Guosheng did not regard Lin Huaile as a junior, nor as a boss, but chatted with him like a friend.

"Food and sex are also good!"

"There are horse stables all over the streets. As long as you have money, you can ride on them, whether you are a girl from Northern China or a foreign girl."

"But even so, there is still no positive publicity and guidance in the cultural sector."

"Of course, this is just empty talk on the scene. In fact, I am interested in this money."

"I have a book at home, which is about how the founder of Playboy made his first fortune."

"He can do it, why can't I?"

Lin Huaile's words are half true and half false. He does know the history of "Playboy", but he also knows that "Playboy" was not managed well in its later period.

Even when Hefner founded Playboy Clothing, it did not reverse the group's decline and was eventually sold to Chelsea Group.

Simply buying salty magazines is not a long-term solution.

Even in his previous life, the first salty magazine "Dragon Tiger Leopard" in Xiangjiang was defeated among many imitators.

etc!

Lin Guosheng!

From the beginning, Lin Huaile felt that the name sounded familiar. When he thought of "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard", he immediately remembered that this guy was the first man to establish a salty and wet magazine in Hong Kong!

Xiangjiang is so small!

But it is not without trace.

Lin Huaile clearly mentioned "Playboy" in his recruitment advertisement. Smart people must have thought about what kind of business he was in.

Some people are born for a certain profession.

Just like Lin Guosheng, he was born to become the king of salt and wetness!

Thinking of this, Lin Huaile showed a smile on his face and sighed at the magic of the world.

Dear readers, Happy May Day!
Chapter completed!