Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 75: The Shock of the Cabinet (Second update, please collect, read, and vote)

When Li Song returned home, Alin was probably still sleeping, so Li Song went about his own business.

There are quite a lot of things offered for reward on the second-hand platform, first of all, the character design of the comic book "Star Mercenary", then the novel "Treasure Trove", and the novel "Grave Robbers' Chronicles".

Li Song was writing in the study. He waited until there was a knock on the door before he opened it and saw Alin in her pajamas.

"Brother Song." Arlin had actually been up for a while. She looked carefully at every room and tucked away the sheets and other things. Thinking of the madness of last night, Arlin felt a little shy.

However, sitting on the sofa in the living room, overlooking the sea view, Arlene felt as if she was still dreaming. As for thinking about the things involving Li Song, Arlene didn't want to think too much about it.

Because this is the life I want, at least for now.

"Get up." Li Song put down what he was holding, walked out and hugged Alin.

"Change and go downstairs to eat, then buy some of your groceries."

"Well, I have to go to school tomorrow and can't come over until Saturday." Arlene said.

"Would you like to take two more days off?"

"Forget it, I'll take a two-day break. You're too..." Arlene couldn't bring herself to say the word "pervert" when she thought of Li Song's muscular body and his nonsense.

"Yeah!" Li Song nodded.

Then Li Song accompanied Alin downstairs to buy daily necessities, had dinner, and bought some clothes.

Then they returned to their residence together, registered Arlene's information with the property management, and gave Arlene a key to the house.

Anyway, Li Song would not keep sensitive things at home.

Then this night was not as crazy as the previous night, mainly because Arlene was not feeling well and had to go to school the next morning.

On March 11, 1980, a Tuesday, the 3th day of the first lunar month, Li Song took a taxi to send Arlene to school, and then came back to do his own things. Perhaps it was because he was in high spirits due to the good news, or perhaps it was because he was in a new home with a good environment, so Li Song wrote quickly enough.

The next day, Wednesday, Li Song hired a cleaner to clean the house for him because the house was too big for him to clean by himself.

The two people who came were said to be middle-aged women, professional cleaners, introduced by the property management. After Li Song gave them some instructions as soon as they entered, the two began to work.

All traces of the battle between Li Song and Alin were cleaned up by Li Song, and the garbage was also thrown away.

"This is a tip for you. It's almost noon, so I'll treat you to a quick meal." After paying the agreed fee, Li Song gave some more tips.

"Thank you, sir!" The two of them hurriedly expressed their gratitude after receiving the tip.

"You guys should come next Wednesday." Li Song spoke again. The two of them worked efficiently and quietly, almost never speaking.

"Thank you, sir." The two thanked him repeatedly.

After the two left, Li Song also went out to eat. There was also a meal delivery service here, but Li Song thought it would be nice to come down and take a walk.

After lunch, I strolled back to continue writing.

As for the progress of other matters, anyone who has problems will come to me anyway.

On March 12, 1980, Thursday, Liu Jiale came at noon and brought lunch for Li Song.

"Boss, we've already negotiated with Golden Harvest and Huang Baiming. We're just waiting for your novel."

"The New Evening News is even easier to deal with. The price of the novel "Treasure Hunt" is still the same as "Ghost Blows Out the Light", but the magazine will handle the subsequent copyright issues."

"Boss, what are your thoughts on the magazine's debut? A lot of people are eyeing our magazine right now, but Hong Kong Island has a limited number of writers, making it incredibly difficult to find good writers," Li Jiale said. "How about this? Publish a story outline in the newspaper and have people write it. From there, I'll personally train those with good writing and ideas." Li Song was ready to launch a major initiative: using the same approach he'd used for online novels.

"Let people write down what the gods in their minds look like."

"Also, we can find some people to comment on some famous works, such as Journey to the West. We can talk about it from another perspective, such as how many elixirs did Sun Wukong eat? Could it be that the number of elixirs in heaven did not match, so Sun Wukong was made to take the blame." Li Song knew that once some topics were brought up, they would become popular immediately.

"And peaches."

"Does Li Jing really have 100,000 soldiers and generals under his command? Are they just collecting salaries for nothing?"

"Are there really so many treasures in the Dragon Palace?"

"Also, how will Sun Wukong behave when he encounters monsters with backgrounds, and how will he behave when he encounters monsters without backgrounds? This will also reveal Sun Wukong's personality."

"I personally suggest giving Sun Wukong the nickname, The Great Sage of Settlement!"

"I know this is a bit distorted and even over-interpreted, but I believe I'm not the only one who had this thought when watching Journey to the West. Furthermore, controversy is good, and controversy generates buzz, which is also helpful to our magazine."

"There's also a famous writer who wrote about how much money Huang Rong spent on a meal. We can also calculate it based on purchasing power. Of course, these can be included or not."

"Also, is the Xiaolongnu incident something the author wanted to allude to, or something else? It's said that there were other things going on at the time."

After hearing what Li Song said, Liu Jiale was stunned. Boss... Boss should start a newspaper. With just these topics, are you still worried about sales?
Liu Jiale didn't think what Li Song said was bad at all. The circle in Hong Kong is so small, and if he runs his own magazine, he doesn't know how many people will want to laugh at him.

These days making money is the most important thing, nothing else matters.

"Novels, comics, and we're also looking for other novels, like horror novels, and some post-nuclear war-themed apocalyptic novels."

Li Song felt that he had countless ideas because he came from a hundred years later.

Liu Jiale was shocked by Li Song's idea and felt that his previous idea might be wrong. The novel might be Li Song's own idea, because this wild idea was obviously said on the spot.

"Okay, okay, I'll take note of it!" Liu Jiale said.

"Ghost Blows Out the Light, I'll find someone to draw the first volume, and you guys can draw the rest according to the style. Is that okay?" Li Song felt that being a boss was very hard-working.

"No problem, boss, don't worry."

"As for the treasure hunt and the first volume of Grave Robbers' Chronicles, I will write them first and then see if I can find someone to continue writing them." Li Song said again.

"Okay, boss!" Liu Jiale nodded.

"But isn't this title in the newspaper a little too..." Liu Jiale was referring to the topic posed by Li Song, which was to describe what a god looks like in your mind. Liu Jiale felt that there seemed to be no answer to this question.

"Novels are all about imagination, you don't understand!" Li Song shook his head.

Both writing style and creativity are indispensable for novels. For online novels, creativity is slightly more important than writing style. Writing style can be practiced, but creativity is not.

You should have wild and imaginative ideas in your mind.

"How about the boss give us another question?" Liu Jiale felt that he should give us another one.

"You have to pay the rest yourself. Don't forget that you also have shares. I'm very busy now, it's like I'm working for you." Li Song waved his hand and said.

"Okay!" What else could Liu Jiale say? Li Song was the pillar of the magazine.

Li Song sent Liu Jiale away and returned to continue writing. At Zhang Dehua's company, two small bookkeepers, Inoue and Tanashita, looked at the freshly baked price list and were stunned. Inoue asked in disbelief, "Mr. Zhang, how come the cost has increased tenfold?"

(End of this chapter)