The magazine's sales exceeded everyone's expectations, and even Ye Tian, the creator of the magazine, couldn't have imagined the impact his changes would have on the people of this era.
Japan, which had always been at the forefront of the world in this area, was still secretive about its film magazines during this period. In the end, such a big killing machine actually appeared in Japan. The contents were explosive, the selection of films was exquisite, and the workmanship was superb. As soon as it was released, it shocked the eyes of all Hong Kong people.
Regarding this, Wong Kar-chun of Orlando Street had the right to speak.
Wong Kar-chun ran a newspaper stand at the corner of the street in Orlando Street. This business was jointly run by him and his father, and it was also the main source of income for his family.
In order to increase sales, most newspaper and magazine agencies cooperated with the newsstand on a commission basis. They did not need to pay for the stock themselves, and they could return it if they could not sell it all. Otherwise, their family might not be able to afford this business. But even so, the business of the newsstand was not that easy to do. In addition to paying taxes, it was also exploited by the gangsters nearby. In a month, it really did not get much money.
A few days ago, someone came to him and asked if he was willing to sell a dirty magazine called Night Moon.
At that time, he didn't think too much about it. Nowadays, there were too many people who sold the magazine in front of others. They said that it was salty and wet, but in fact, it didn't have much content. Moreover, the price of the magazine was extremely high. It cost 19.80 yuan per copy. If it weren't for the fact that the red light district was right next to Orlando Street, he definitely wouldn't have bought a copy.
However, when the magazine arrived today, he was immediately dumbfounded.
That cover…was too bold, it made people want to flip it open.
But this damn magazine was actually sealed.
It was true that the goods could be returned, but that was under the premise that they were not damaged. If the plastic seal was torn, how could they be returned?
After struggling for a long time, Wang Jiajun finally failed to resist the temptation.
With one look, he could not stop at all.
That scene, tsk tsk, he had to drink a few cups of herbal tea today.
"Don't flip it over. Let me take a few more glances.”The hand that suddenly pressed down on the page startled Wang Jiajun.
When he raised his head again, he did not know when it had happened, but there were people standing behind him. Their eyes were filled with excitement, and he was so scared that he quickly clamped his legs together.
"What are you doing!"
"Boss, how much did you pay for this magazine? I'll pay double.”One of them said anxiously.
"Hmm?" Wang Jiajun was stunned.
"Sell it to me, Boss. Sell it to me and I'll give you three times the price.”
"I want it too. Sell it to me, boss. I'm a regular customer of your house…"
" Who doesn't? Boss Wang, I'm also a regular customer of your house. At least take care of me…"
It had to be said that people living in Hong Kong had no lack of financial savvy. Wang Jiajun quickly came to his senses and announced loudly," This is the first issue of the new magazine. You've seen the content. It's definitely full of content. However, everyone knows that the first issue usually doesn't have a large circulation. I'm also familiar with the people in the magazine agency, so I got a small amount. So, the price..."
"Don't worry, Boss Wang. We won't treat you badly.”
"That's right. Just tell me how much it costs.”
When Wang Jiajun saw this, he immediately made up his mind and quoted a high price of 50 yuan per book.
Everyone was shocked by the price. 50 mosquitoes was enough to cover three days of food for the whole family if they were to save a little. A magazine could actually be sold at such a high price.
Just as he was wondering if he had bid too high and needed to lower the price a little, the first person to pay appeared.
With someone to start, the rest was much easier.
Some of them were still hesitating. Seeing that the magazines were decreasing one by one, they did not think too much about it, afraid that they would run out if they were a step slower.
Some passersby saw a group of people fighting over something and couldn't help but take a closer look out of curiosity. Then, there was nothing else.
The 50 magazines, excluding the one in his hand, were all sold out in less than ten minutes.
He bought the magazine for 19 yuan and sold it for 50 yuan at 15 yuan, making a net profit of 35 yuan per copy. The total profit of 49 copies minus the cost of the one he was holding was 1,700 yuan in ten minutes. This figure was almost equivalent to the income of the newsstand for more than a month.
Now, how could he care about the stall? He quickly found someone to call his father to keep an eye on the newsstand while he took the money and rushed to the magazine publishing company.
When he arrived at the magazine agency, he realized that he was already considered late.
There was a large group of stall owners who had the same purpose as him gathered at the entrance of the magazine agency. He knew many of them, and there were many of them who came with cash to replenish their stock.
"How are the sales over there?"
" Look at what you're saying. If it's not selling well, do you think I'll be able to come here to buy more? Oh my god, you didn't see it. That's simply picking up money…"
" Yeah, I sold them out not long after I put them on display. I could have made 4.8 yuan in one go…"
" You only earned 4.80 yuan from such a best-selling magazine. Don't you know how to raise the price? I heard that some stall owners even raised the price to 100 yuan. Those customers didn't even bat an eyelid…"
"Oh my god, how much money did I lose?”
" It's already good enough that you're making money. Some stall owners were unwilling to not take a single copy when they heard that they were selling dirty magazines. I'm afraid they're regretting it now…"
A small magazine caused a huge stir in Hong Kong today.
Ye Tian couldn't believe his eyes when he received the sales figures that day. Not only had the hundred thousand copies been sold out in one morning, but he had also urgently contacted the printing company to print another twenty thousand copies. If it weren't for the fact that the printing company had been temporarily cut off from production, the number would have increased several times over.
Now, many people were waiting at the entrance of the printing factory all night. After binding, they would immediately take them away.
Today alone, this magazine had earned Hong Meng more than a million yuan.
Moreover, there would be more income in the future.
It was not like their magazine would only be published once. The original monthly issue was changed to a weekly issue due to the good news.
In the short term, Night Moon alone would bring Hong Meng at least three to four million every month.
Although this number didn't seem like much in the era of currency depreciations, it was still a huge sum in this era. The Hetian Gang and Hong Alliance that Ye Tian had destroyed together didn't even have this much in their pockets in a month.
Even Hongxing, one of the three major clubs, had a lot of businesses that couldn't achieve such a level of income.
Ye Tian wasn't a stingy person, and he immediately gave Grand Master Su and the other two ten thousand yuan in red packets.
As a result, Grand Master Su and the other two didn't even return home. They spent the entire night designing the next issue of the magazine…
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