Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 67 Chapter 67: The first issue of men's clothing
"That's right. Although it doesn't miss a point, it must also be attractive, so that old perverts can pay for it."

"If it's a pile of dead meat, who would like to see it? Those who don't know it will think it's a blackmail photo!"

Lin Huaile was in the office, happily looking at the magazine in his hand.

Deborah is wearing a translucent bikini on the top, and the hair underneath is faintly visible, very attractive.

"It all depends on Le Shao's guidance, otherwise I wouldn't have taken such beautiful photos."

Lin Guosheng is also a veteran of the arena, so he naturally has a lot of flattery, and he took the initiative to send the scenery to Lin Huaile.

"Hehe, Editor-in-Chief Lin doesn't have to be like this."

"I, Lin Huaile, have a few catties in my stomach, and I still know it in my heart."

"By the way, how many copies have been printed this time? Has the media greeted you well?"

Hearing Lin Guosheng's flattery, Lin Huaile didn't take it seriously, but asked about the printing of the magazine.

"A total of 20 copies were printed, and the issue price of [-] yuan is indeed not low."

"Add a dozen yuan, and it's enough to go to the horse stables to find a lady to defeat the fire."

"However, to prevent the stock from being sold out, I ordered another [-] copies and put them in the distribution warehouse to ensure sufficient magazines."

"Printing and distribution are all in charge of special personnel. It is an old business, and there is absolutely no problem."

"The media has already said hello."

"As long as the magazine comes out, there will be newspapers publishing feature articles criticizing this moral depravity and giving us free advertising."

Lin Guosheng reported his arrangement, then looked at Lin Huaile, waiting for the young boss's instructions.

"What did I ask you to write under the cover?"

Salty and wet magazines are a side door that lacks supervision. Once they sell well, there will be many people following suit. The Information Department will definitely issue new regulations as soon as possible.

Rather than letting others take care of it, it is better to be self-conscious.

Therefore, Lin Huaile asked Lin Guosheng to fill in a warning at the bottom of the cover, underage, sales are prohibited.

This is empty talk, the newspaper guy doesn't care whether the customers who buy "Men's Clothes" are of age or not, as long as they have money, they will sell it.

Filling in this sentence is just to look better.

"This is the first draft, and the final draft has already been filled in. I can guarantee that there will be prompts on each page." Lin Guosheng assured, patted his chest.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Huaile said yes three times in a row, then threw the magazine on the desk, opened the red square on the desk, gave Lin Guosheng one, and asked about the situation of the magazine.

"Young Master Le, those who have associations, come here to collect protection fees."

Lin Guosheng was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, and looked at Lin Huaile's face after speaking.

Hearing that someone was charging fees, Lin Huaile's expression was a little strange.

There is actually a colleague coming to the door. I really didn't know who the boss behind him is?
"How much? Does the entire newspaper business pay?"

Strange as it may be, Lin Huaile decided to ask first before making a decision.

"Pay them all, but there are exceptions. No one from Guilao and Dongfang Press came to ask for protection money."

"The money is not much, only two to three thousand yuan." Lin Guosheng said truthfully.

Dongfang Press was founded by Baima Zhima to facilitate their underground lottery business.

It's just that I didn't expect it to become big, so I took the opportunity to clean up the bottom line, and the whole family went to Taipei for retirement.

Even if they were cleansed, no dwarf mule would dare to go to their house to collect protection money.

After all, the knife in the hands of the Ma family is still very sharp, and it is easy to break hands and feet if touched.

"Since we are neither ghosts nor rich, we can only obediently pay the money!"

Lin Huaile lit the cigarette, threw the lighter to Lin Guosheng, and asked him to light the cigarette.

At eight o'clock in the morning of the next day, a hardcover edition of "Men's Clothes" was placed in the most conspicuous position of the newspaper stands throughout Xiangjiang.

Customers who drop by to buy newspapers in the morning are immediately attracted as soon as their eyes drift to it.

"Fuck! Isn't this Deborah?"

"Yes! Yes! What a hot figure!"

"I'm going, I see Mao."

"Boss, what magazine is this!"

The newsstand owner unwrapped a stack of "Men's Clothing" and put it in a conspicuous place, shouting loudly: "The latest magazine, the name is on it, I can't read it!"

"It's full of salty and wet photos. After reading it, the second brother raised the flag!"

The newsstand owner's salty words made the girls' faces flush, and they whispered curses at him for being old and immoral.

"Good stuff!"

"How much is it, here is a copy..."

"I want a copy too..."

"Give me a copy."

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"Period 21, no one is fooled!"

Newsstand owners handed out FHM magazines and collected money.

In just half an hour, the two hundred magazines were sold out.

The same scene was staged in the New Territories, Kowloon, Main Island, Central and other bustling areas. The distribution association's phone calls were ringing off the hook by the newsstanders, who wanted to stock the "Men's Wear" magazine.

The distribution association's goods were also sold out quickly, so they had no choice but to immediately call the "Men's Clothes" magazine to request additional printing.

"I know, I know, I will notify the printing house immediately."

Zhang Zhen, who was in charge of distribution and distribution, put down the phone, let out a long breath, turned his head to his colleagues who were anxiously waiting for the results, and shouted loudly: "Our magazine is sold!".

Cheers immediately erupted in the office.

Lin Guosheng leaned against the door, pushed his glasses, and smiled gratifiedly.

The success of "Men's Wear" proved that his original idea was correct, which made him happier than making money.

Xiangjiang is full of fire, and there are many perverts. Although there are many Finnish baths and stables, the indulgence in just a few seconds is not as exciting as the resonance in the mind.

The [-] magazines were all gone by noon.

The printing factory was desperately reprinting, Lin Guosheng carefully estimated the sales volume, and only added [-] copies.

Hunger marketing is popular all the time.

All the streets and alleys are discussing this salty magazine. If you haven't read it, you can't talk about it.

After going around like this, people who couldn't get it became curious and went to the newspaper stand to buy "Men's Clothes".

The owner of the photo, Deborah, also became a man of the hour, and became busy.

She had known the release time of "Men's Dress" for a long time, and Lin Guosheng called her specially to let her be mentally prepared.

As an actor, Deborah has long been used to being interviewed by reporters and paparazzi, reassuring her old friends that she can handle it.

But as soon as she left the set, she realized that she was wrong.

It seems that entertainment reporters from all over Xiangjiang flocked to the new studio in Repulse Bay to interview her.

When I won Miss Hong Kong championship, I didn't have a big fight.

"Di Gu, is it really you that is the model in "FHM" magazine? Why did you take such a hot photo?"

"Mr. Lin Guosheng, the editor-in-chief of Men's Clothes, is your old friend. This is also his first time as the editor-in-chief. Would you like to help?"

"Di Gu."

"Di Gu."

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The reporters from the entertainment tabloid asked questions in a hurry. Because there were too many people, they directly blocked the staff passage, and the camera flashes flickered like stars.

　Good night everyone, I finally have BBQ!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)