"Not low." Song Jinglun nodded without any dissatisfaction.
He was very clear about his identity. A large part of the reason why Liu Jun could come to him was because he had experience in running a newspaper and did not need to work too much.
200 yuan was equivalent to a month's profit from Qiushi Bookstore's sales. Moreover, with Liu Jun's name, no one would dare to charge fees.
In comparison, he only changed his job and did not lose anything.
Seeing that Song Jinglun had no objections to the salary, Liu Jun nodded.""Alright, I've already bought a factory in the countryside of Guan Tong. Do you have any good suggestions for the plate making and printing equipment?”
Song Jinglun gulped. He felt that the new boss was even more unpredictable. He had not even destroyed the printing factory, yet he dared to say that he was going to make a broadsheet. Did he really think that there was a gold mine in the newspaper industry waiting for him to move?
After calming himself down, Song Jinglun thought for a moment and said,""If it's a Chinese newspaper, you can use the universal card for the typing machine. As for plate making and printing, the most commonly used printing equipment was Japanese and Chinese, and there was not much difference. It would be much cheaper to travel by water. The cost of the entire set should not exceed 20,000 Hong Kong Dollars.”
"Yes, you don't have to worry about this. I'll get someone to do it. Other than buying the equipment, I'll give you another 50,000 yuan. It should be enough for the initial operating expenses, right?”
Song Jinglun nodded and explained," The newspaper industry doesn't burn money. As long as we build the factory and equipment, the other expenses are mainly the labor of the editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, writers, editors, and reporters. 50,000 yuan should be enough for a year's normal operation.”
Normal operations meant that the newspaper would make ends meet. If a newspaper did not make a profit in a year, it should close its doors.
"Alright, that's all for today.”Since the matter had been settled, Liu Jun did not intend to stay in the teahouse. He stood up and said,""I'll take some time to build the factory and printing equipment. Don't be idle during this period of time.”
Seeing Liu Jun stand up, Song Jinglun hurriedly stood up to send him off. When they reached the door, he hesitated for a moment before saying,""Liu Sheng, do you really have some trump cards up your sleeve? Can you tell me a little so that I can have some confidence?”
Liu Jun smiled. He knew that Song Jinglun had developed a habit of being cautious after going through the ups and downs of his life. Even at this moment, he still had his concerns.
He lowered his head and took out a cigarette from the box."Old Song, I always plan before I act. Without a certain degree of confidence, I won't rashly enter a new industry. I still understand the principle of not taking profits from other industries.”
Song Jinglun took out a match from his pocket and lit it when he saw Liu Jun take out a cigarette. Then, he handed it to Liu Jun.
Liu Jun lit a cigarette with the help of the fire, took a deep puff, and patted the back of Song Jinglun's hand. He smiled and said,""Since you helped me light my cigarette, I'll send the first month's salary and the proposal I made to Qiushi Bookstore in two days. You'll understand after reading it.”
After Liu Jun walked out of the private room and asked Dong Dao, he found out that the Pingtan singer had already come, but he stopped her and did not let her in.
He was still wondering why Ge Ling hadn't come over even after he called her.
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The next two or three days were peaceful. When he was patrolling, the street vendors would take the initiative to send Liu Jun some food they sold, such as sugar cane, oranges, rice rolls, and so on.
After this period of observation, the stall owners had already understood that this fiend was only targeting those " big shots " and only talked about police regulations to people at the bottom.
As long as you didn't break the laws of Xiang Xiang, he wouldn't even look at you, let alone find trouble with you and take money from you.
This made them feel a little disappointed, but also very gratified.
After a day's work, Liu Jun went to Yang Guifei's bath. The bath was located in Jiulong Tong, the largest public bath in the area. It could accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.
The entire bath was divided into three levels. The lower level was the public bath, which was for general consumption and general hospitality. Most of the people who came here were the toiling masses of the lower level. They took a bath for a cheap price, just to refresh themselves.
The middle level was a high-end place with a red light district. The people who played here were usually the middle and high-level members of the club or some rich young masters.
They could open a private room for a Thai massage, a three-in-one, or a massage. As long as their brothers were strong enough, they could do whatever they wanted.
The third floor was usually not open to the public. These were all luxury private rooms reserved by some big shots. As for what was going on inside, very few people knew.
However, there was one thing that almost everyone knew. There were two highlights of Yang Guifei's bath soup. The back-scrubbing master's craftsmanship was beautiful enough, and the body of the bathing sister was even more beautiful.
At this moment, the second floor was bustling with activity. The three people in the lead were Fang Long, Lin Zhan Dou, and Wu Yong.
The people following them were all Sacred Mountain's friends. All of them were powerful and showed a valiant aura that was not afraid of death.
These people were all coolies that Liu Jun asked Fang Longsan to find from the dock.
The hard labor at the dock was the first choice of many poor children from the bottom of the society after they failed to pass the police examination. Although the toy, flower sculpture, garment, and other industries had set up factories in places such as Guan Tong and North Point, there were not many young people working in factories.
The factory paid him a monthly salary, but the dock paid him daily, so he could get the money faster.
Most importantly, if the children from poor families did not want to be bullied, they could work hard at the docks. It would be easier for them to find someone to join. Once they had a leader, they would pay a little membership fee every month or be willing to help when the leader called for people to fight and rob the dock.
That way, when he was bullied, the person at the front could also support him.
For some unknown reason, these guys who came were not loved by their parents and were not appreciated by the big shots of the club. Other than having strength, they did not have any brains.
They were all rich and poor. When they heard that there was a free bath today, they all came.
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