We are all reborn, who wants to be the richest man?

The Honor Arcade Company has successfully opened its doors. Despite the increase in inventory and poor sales, everything is going according to plan. What Honor is waiting for now is an opportunity to soar into the sky.

On October 1st, Luo Nianzhong’s newspaper, Southeast Daily, also completed its rectification.

A large number of expatriate reporters and local staff were recruited, printing plants were acquired, and moved to new working locations. This 14-storey building in Mong Kok was originally rented by ATV. Who knew that the owner hadn't moved in yet? Southeast Daily took the lead and occupied the first floor.

It is certain that its media will integrate resources, and ATV cannot use such a large venue, so it would be better to let both parties get closer first.

One morning, before dawn, Zhang Youmin drove a small truck assigned by the company to various stops in Central. This is his job, which is to deliver newspapers to the newsstands in his area every day. He starts work very early every day, but he can basically get off work at noon, which he thinks is pretty good.

Stopping at a newsstand sales point, Zhang Youmin jumped out of the car and greeted the boss warmly.

"Good morning, Uncle Quan, I'm here to deliver today's newspaper to you."

"Hey, it's Minzi. You are so prosperous that you can even drive a car. I also said, who comes to buy newspapers so early in the morning? Isn't this nonsense?" Seeing Zhang Youmin, the boss, Uncle Quan, was quite pleased. Surprised, he stopped what he was doing and looked at the other person and the pickup truck parked on the roadside.

"Uncle Quan, just make fun of me. How can I have the money to buy a car? This is allocated by the company for us to deliver goods. You don't know the weather in Hong Kong Island. It's really terrible when it rains. With a The car will be more comfortable after that."

Zhang Youmin was filled with happiness and was very satisfied with his current treatment.

"Did Ming Pao pick up the money? Or is Mr. Cha just showing off his brain? Can he spend money to match you with a car?"

Faced with Uncle Quan's doubts, Zhang Youmin laughed and said. "Uncle Quan, you are right. Mingpao will not provide a car for those of us who deliver newspapers. You must know that Mr. Cha is famous for his frugality in Hong Kong Island."

"Then what are you doing?" Uncle Quan was a little confused.

"I've changed newspapers to Southeast Daily. Uncle Quan, you should know that, right?"

"You know, you know, it's the type of South China Morning Post? But its sales are average? How much money does it make to run a newspaper?"

In Uncle Quan's impression, although Southeast Daily's sales are okay, it's not to the point where it can be equipped with a car for the newspaper deliveryman, right? If Southeast Daily can do this, how much money can those big newspapers make?

"I don't know whether we make money or not, but we are certainly not short of money."

With that said, Zhang Youmin opened the carriage at the back, took out a dozen newspapers and placed them on Uncle Quan's stall.

"We have a new boss. Not only have we recruited a large number of people, but our remuneration is also the best in the industry on Hong Kong Island. I will quit now."

In fact, Zhang Youmin was a little hesitant when he first saw the recruitment information. As a newspaper delivery boy, he delivers newspapers every day, and he knows exactly which newspapers sell well and which ones don't.

Is it really worth the risk for the extra 500 Hong Kong dollars per month? But when Zhang Youmin saw various rewards and benefits, Zhang Youmin decided to give it a try.

The two children in the family have reached school age. Based on the salary and various incentives given by Southeast Daily, the monthly salary is at least 50% more than now.

This extra money can not only cover the education expenses of the two children, but also leave a lot left over. After trying hard, if it really doesn’t work, find a newspaper agency to continue delivering newspapers. If it’s even worse, where else can I check?

Determined, Zhang Youmin came to Southeast Daily, and the interview went smoothly. Since his site is in Central, the wealthiest area on Hong Kong Island, he was delivering Ming Pao, which has the largest circulation today. Such a staff member with a good foundation in Central would not be able to work at that newspaper. dislike.

With excitement and anxiety, Zhang Youmin submitted his resignation that day.

The next day, when he arrived at the new office building of Southeast Daily, Zhang Youmin realized what it meant to be wealthy.

Not only were there free lunches, but there was also meat in every meal, and the supervisor also hired instructors to teach them how to drive.

In the words of the supervisor, from now on they will say goodbye to the weathered bicycles and all will be delivered by car. Of course, the scope of delivery will also be expanded accordingly.

But they didn't complain and were very happy. Because one of the company's reward systems is sales commission. The more you give away, the more you sell. The more you sell, the more commission you will get.

Therefore, Zhang Youmin also works and studies very hard. If he wants to make the newspaper better and better, he must not lose money and go bankrupt.

The key is that such a good job is hard to find.

Uncle Quan didn't know what Zhang Youmin was thinking and didn't want to know. Looking at the newspaper he held down, Uncle Quan frowned.

"Minzi, I know you've changed your job and want to show off. But you can't trick me, your uncle Quan."

Pointing to the newspapers in Zhang Youmin's arms, Uncle Quan continued, "Isn't there 300 copies of these newspapers? My Mingbao here can only sell this amount in a day."

"Uncle Quan, you see what you said, I can't trick anyone but you. Not only is this newspaper not much, but you are still begging me for more."

Seeing Uncle Quan's confused expression with a "You're fucking kidding me" expression, Zhang Youmin said quickly.

"Starting today, our newspaper office will give you free newspapers to sell for seven days."

"Are you making fun of me?" Uncle Quan's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

"Really, do I need to lie to you? Our newspaper's newspaper is officially revised today. In order to let more citizens know about our Southeast Daily, we will give it away for free for seven days."

"Really? It's really free for us, and for seven consecutive days?" Uncle Quan still didn't believe it.

"real". Zhang Youmin affirmed again.

After saying that, he locked the door of the car and got into the driver's seat.

"Okay, Uncle Quan, I still have many newspapers to deliver, so I won't chat with you any more."

After watching Zhang Youmin's car start to leave, Uncle Quan realized what he was doing and shouted loudly.

"Minzi, please save some for me. Your Southeast Daily is the best seller here, so please save some for me.

Leave another 1000 copies, or 500 copies."

Looking at the distant newspaper delivery truck, Quan Shuhui's intestines turned green.

"No, the first thing is to sell these newspapers quickly, and then quickly get the next batch. It would be a pity not to make a fortune from such a good thing."

Free is not free for citizens, but free for parking reports.

If it is given to the public for free, it will definitely not be able to sell a single newspaper, because the newsstand owner will have no profit. But giving free newspapers to newspaper stand owners is different. Selling one Southeast Daily is equivalent to selling several other newspapers. What do you think these newsstand owners will choose?

Therefore, Uncle Quan would recommend Southeast Daily to all customers who came to buy newspapers. Each newsstand has its own sphere of influence, and most of them are regular customers. Most of them are willing to take their opinions and buy a copy.

On October 1st, it can be said that the entire Hong Kong Island is in this situation.

Kowloon.

After Chicken Bone Boy had breakfast, he went to the newsstand as usual.

"Wang Po, please give me a copy of the South China Morning Post."

Mrs. Wang, who was eating, stood up and said, "Jiguzai, I recommend you to read today's Southeast Daily. It's very interesting."

"Southeast Daily? I remember it was the newspaper that followed the South China Morning Post route, right? It has too little valuable news. You'd better get me the South China Morning Post."

Jiguzai shook his head to express his refusal.

"That was before. Now they have revised the version. Not only is it no worse than the one in the South China Morning Post, but it also has something you would be very interested in."

"Really?" Under Mrs. Wang's hard selling, Jiguzai picked up a copy of Southeast Daily and read it out of curiosity.

Indeed, there is a lot more news outside Hong Kong Island, and it is not just those who make up the numbers. This is very helpful for Jiguzai who specializes in Southeast Asian stocks.

Turning to the back, Ji Guzai's eyes bulged. There was a lot of analysis on Marseille, Mark Six Lottery, stocks, property market and other information.

Hong Kong people like to gamble, and Luo Nianzhong took advantage of this and gave them the tricks of various experts in later generations. In today's era, there are basically no large number of analytical newspapers of this kind, and some are only for special situations.

After reading a few pieces of news, Jiguzai took out the money and threw it to Mrs. Wang with great satisfaction, and went back anxiously to ponder the information in the newspaper. After taking it away, he didn't forget to ask Mrs. Wang to remember to leave a copy for him tomorrow.