The rise of heroes begins with Hong Kong movies

Yang Du's raised eyebrows and exhaled that others did not know, did not understand, did not want to understand, and did not have time to understand, because Yang Du's words at this moment were like dropping a nuclear bomb in their heads.

Their brains are blank and they can't think.

Syllable!!

At this moment, a crisp slap sounded again, and the crow, who was trembling with excitement, looked at Chen Xiaodao with a confused expression.

Chen Xiaodao glared: "Doesn't it hurt, why don't you call?" "Another backhand, this time the crow barked.

"Not a dream!"

Chen Xiaodao said seriously.

The crows were about to cry and said, "Brother Dao, me." "

Master Su excitedly calculated the account and said, "One, one, ten yuan a book, five cents for a newsstand, labor, photos, taxes... Deducting the cost, a net profit of four pieces eight, 100,000 copies is 480,000, even if it is 400,000 copies a month, then that is..."

Zhan Mi was so shocked that he gasped and cut off: "Nearly 2 million!!" 2 million a month, a year's net profit of at least 24 million! I pick!! It turned out salty. Is wet magazine so easy to earn? "

Luo Tianhong scratched his head and said, "It's really different to have a brain and a brain, 2 million pure profits a month, even if I burst my head, I can't earn it, Brother Yao is really sharp enough." "

Luo Tianhong in this world, a martial idiot, but even if he is a martial idiot and comes from a housing estate, he needs to make money.

Previously, even if he hit Yunhua Street, the protection fee of 100,000 yuan a month would definitely not exceed 200,000, but now Huo Wenyao used his brain casually, and 2 million was rushed into the account, just like the wind.

Such a terrifying ability to make money has exceeded Luo Tianhong's imagination.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

Jiang Meifeng, who had previously scolded Huo Wen's dazzling masters and low hands, was completely sluggish, and when she heard Yang Du's words, she suddenly stood up, only feeling that every cell of herself was trembling, and then she sat back on her ass.

Amazed.

Beautiful eyes.

Jiang Meifeng muttered, "2 million a month, 24 million a year... Tell me to wear gold and silver, bird's nest abalone in three months, you can really do it. Huo Wenyao, are you my boy..."

"Surely that's not, you're going to give birth to a boy as beautiful as me?"

A joking laugh came from outside the door, and Huo Wenyao, who was one step late, pushed open the office door and walked in.

When everyone saw Huo Wenyao, their gazes changed again.

Respect is even worse.

Jiang Meifeng came back to his senses, heard Huo Wenyao's words, and immediately became furious, grabbed Huo Wenyao's ears, and glared with apricot eyes: "Huo Wenyao!" Talk about meat, you talk about meat! If you are brave enough, you will repeat what you just said! Dare to say that you are not my boy?! "

The younger brother was there, and Huo Wenyao did not feel embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Don't you dare." Great Ciyun Mountain, in addition to the famous Sister Feng, there is a little beautiful boy who can give birth to me? "

"This is my boy!"

Jiang Meifeng was so happy that she bubbled, let go of her hand, proudly patted Huo Wenyao on the shoulder, and then became the spicy and wordy old mother again, helped Huo Wenyao straighten her clothes, and complained: "Go to a side place to fool around again?" Do you know that today is the day of bleating and you salty. On the day when the wet masterpiece was released, I ask you to pay a little attention, don't tell me, you have forgotten such an important thing. "

Huo Wenyao smiled lightly, and did not explain, and the clouds were light.

In fact, after opening the God's perspective plug-in, he has long known that even if he prices "Wind and Moon" for ten yuan, he must not worry about selling, and if it can't be sold out on the first day, then come another day, another day can't work, and there are no five days later.

Anyway, "Wind Moon" is a weekly magazine, as long as it can be digested in a week, his first venture will be completed.

It's just that "Wind Moon" sold out on the first day, which was really unexpected by Huo Wenyao.

Like Yang Du, Huo Wenyao is also complaining in his heart, damn it, are all Hong Kong men so hungry?

When the others saw Huo Wenyao's reaction, they became more and more admiring in their hearts.

This is a net profit of 2 million yuan per month, Brother Yao actually reacted to this, worthy of the seven big words of "calm every major event".

Huo Wenyao looked at Yang Du and said, "Old Yang, what's the situation now?" Tell me more about it. "

Yang Du quickly explained the situation.

Huo Wenyao nodded: "It's not bad." "

Ha?

Everyone's glasses were shattered, and the magazine's first issue of 100,000 copies sold out on the same day, and you got a "not bad" comment here?

Brother Yao, your requirements are too high, right?

It can only be said that this person is really different from people.

Yang Du looked excited, and said confidently: "Yao Shao, I think I still underestimated Xian . How wide the wet magazine market is, 10 copies and 100,000 copies can be sold out on the same day, the population of Hong Kong is 5.4 million, and the male population is 2.5 million. "

"I am confident that the sales of a single volume of "Wind Moon" will reach 25 copies, and one out of every ten men in Hong Kong will watch our "Wind Moon"!"

Huo Wenyao was noncommittal and said, "The first issue is successful, then discuss the next development." Since everyone is there, let's have a meeting. Mom, do you participate? "

"Sam! Of course to participate! "

Jiang Meifeng's beautiful eyes widened and said, "Houshengzi, I'm afraid you forgot one thing, the registered legal person of the magazine is your mother and me." So to be more precise, this magazine is your mother's, and it has a relationship with you. "

"Since it is my company, will I be absent from such a big event as the future development of the company?"

Huo Wenyao smiled and put his arm around Jiang Meifeng's shoulders, walked towards the office, and said, "Mom, you made a mistake." "

Jiang Meifeng said, "What's the matter? "

Huo Wenyao said, "Even this boy of mine is yours, what is a magazine agency in the district?" "

Jiang Meifeng said happily: "Housheng Zai, I like to hear your words, filial piety." But I am allowed to speak three times a day, and the rest is reserved to soak those crazy flying girls, and let me hold my grandson early, which is true filial piety. "

Huo Wenyao sweated wildly, enough at one time, you actually come three times a day, it's better to kill your boy.