Zhao Hong saw that everyone was very excited and said more vigorously: "Actually, this is also a free and long-term promotion for your respective books. If you have good works and can benefit from it, this is a sure way to make money."

A losing business."

Zhao Hong stopped talking after that. In fact, they usually agreed after he told the matter. This matter was of great benefit to them, so there was no reason to disagree.

"Young Master Hong, is there any other way besides this?" Wen Ruian asked at this time. He found that fan fiction is very good for well-known writers, but it is of no use to writers who are not very famous.

If no one is watching, who will take care of it?

"Haha, I don't know about other things, but I know there must be some in your novel." Zhao Hong said with a smile when he saw Wen Ruian's anxious look.

The "Four Famous Catchers" series created by this guy is a movie universe. In recent years, Suzaku TV has frequently turned his novels into movies.

The ratings are very good.

Zhao Hong looked at his expectant eyes and continued: "Your novel feels like a movie universe. There are so many places to write about. If you were to write it slowly by yourself, you wouldn't even know it.

It will take years of the monkey and months to perfect the rough idea. In fact, you can let many new authors participate in the creation. It is best if you set up a studio. In the end, the copyright belongs to you, and you only need to control one general level."

Zhao Hong felt that this matter was super feasible. In the original time and space, Wen Ruian would not have had such an opportunity to revitalize his novel universe. This was mainly because he did not have such super thinking.

As a result, after the turn of the millennium, martial arts began to show its weakness and Internet literature emerged. At that time, even trying to create a novel universe became even more difficult.

Wen Ruian's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing Zhao Hong's words. He found that this idea was very suitable for him. In fact, he had many ideas and novel plots, but unfortunately he only had one pair of hands and was too busy to do it.

It would be much better if you had a studio. As long as you give away part of the profits, you can get a cornucopia. This is really a genius idea.

The other writers looked at Wen Ruian with envy after hearing Zhao Hong's words. If this guy keeps doing this, he might become a boss among bosses in the future.

Mr. Jin was very excited after hearing this, but it was a pity that his novel's cosmology was already very complete, and the holes that needed to be filled had basically been filled.

"Good boy, you have a golden idea!" Gu Long couldn't help but pat Zhao Hong and said after hearing this idea.

This idea is really fantastic. In fact, it is very practical. He has hired ghostwriters before, but he didn't want to have to write newspapers like this. By doing this, Wen Rui'an is gathering the wisdom of everyone to make money for him.

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In short, everyone felt that they gained a lot from this gathering. Mr. Jin plans to publish his own fan fiction in his newspaper, while Wen Ruian directly plans to cooperate with DreamWorks, mainly to prepare a studio next, and a series of his novels will be published in the future.

Published by DreamWorks Press.

As for Mr. Gu Long’s novels, which are also fan fiction, they are also promoted in Ming Pao. In fact, it is not just the two of them. Anyone who writes fan fiction is in Ming Pao.

Mr. Jin did not expect to receive such a great gift at the party. The group is about to go public. With this wave of good news, the company's stock price will definitely rise to a higher level.

It can be said that everyone who came to participate this time benefited, and the author had a way to make money. However, DreamWorks benefited the most, as DreamWorks was responsible for all the publishing of the novels.

This is a big cake. Zhang Yong didn't even know that he was hit by another pie from the sky. This performance is expected to skyrocket again in the next few years.

"Mr. Jin, when will the company go public?" In the end, everyone left, leaving only Zhao Hong and Mr. Jin behind. The two of them asked for a private room and tea.

Ming Pao started planning to go public at the beginning of this year. Recently, I have heard from my sister explaining some things about the newspaper. Currently, Ming Pao is promoted by DreamWorks channels, and its influence in Southeast Asia is growing. Its valuation is rising again and again.

Lift.

Zhao Hong also estimates that after the listing, it will have at least 4 billion Hong Kong dollars, which is comparable to the Sing Tao Group. Ming Pao has received a lot of benefits from DreamWorks in the past few years, and its development speed is much better than that of the original time and space.

In the original time and space, they were listed in 1991, with a market value of just over one billion Hong Kong dollars. This market value has increased several times, and Mr. Jin's net worth has also increased several times.

After listening to Zhao Hong's words, Mr. Jin smiled and said: "It is planned to be launched in January next year. By then, fan fiction should be a big hit."

He was very confident that his newspaper would be listed on the market, and sometimes he would be very excited unconsciously. He had worked hard all his life and most of his net worth was on this newspaper. Seeing the newspaper slowly growing, and now it was time to test the results, he felt like

It feels like my own child has grown up.

"Mr. Jin, let me first congratulate you on doubling your wealth." Zhao Hong quickly complimented him when he saw that he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei.

Mr. Jin glanced at him sideways and said depressedly: "Forget it, I feel discouraged when I think of your net worth. I'm so shocked."

I think he worked hard all his life to earn a wealth that would be difficult for others to earn in several lifetimes, but compared to the freak in front of him, he really pales in comparison.

This made him feel a little depressed and his heart was completely extinguished.

Zhao Hong was speechless, what did I do?

It seems like nothing has been done!

"I'll drink tea first, this is West Lake Longjing." Zhao Hong saw the waiter making the tea and quickly handed it to the old man.

He has a private collection of good tea at the Peninsula Hotel. The tea he is brewing today is the oldest Longjing tea in the West Lake, and it is a fine tea picked before the Qingming Festival. It can be said that each piece is equivalent to a piece of gold, and it is really expensive.

Incredible.

Mr. Jin shook his head with a smile after hearing Zhao Hong's words. This man will become utilitarian whenever money is involved. He is now a sixty-five-year-old man.

He gently took the tea handed over by Zhao Hong, brought it to his mouth and blew the foam gently, and then took a sip, feeling a sweetness blossoming on the taste buds in his mouth, with a little bit of...

It had a seemingly non-existent bitter taste, and the feeling really left him with endless aftertaste.

"Good tea, really good tea!" Mr. Jin repeatedly praised. He is also a person who loves to collect tea leaves. There are many good teas at home, but there are very few that can compare with this tea.

"Haha, this is the oldest Longjing tea in West Lake that the company brought from Hangzhou." Zhao Hong said with a proud face.

It can be said that he can drink whatever tea he wants now. He has been setting up hotels in the mainland for the past two years, so he has collected tea leaves from various places. In this case, the best thing is of course to respect him, the boss.

"Really? Is it too much?" Mr. Jin asked casually.

Zhao Hong was stunned when he heard this, which aroused covetation.

"Oh, the output is rare. When I got it, it was only half a catty. Then the old man took away part of it and drank some. Now I only have about two taels left." Zhao Hong replied after a pause.

He wouldn't tell this bad old man that he still had half a pound in his hand!

"You kid, you don't show any respect to me even though you have such good tea leaves." Mr. Jin said with a stern look, as if Zhao Hong had done something heinous.

Zhao Hong saw his pretending to be angry and said with a smile: "Look what you always said, I wasn't afraid that you were too young so I didn't give you a little more. You always said out of conscience that I didn't give you any good tea.

A little more for the elderly."

"Humph, who knows? Give me two more taels, I'm not too little." Mr. Jin was about to swallow all the two taels that Zhao Hong said in one breath.

Zhao Hong just wanted to roll her eyes at this. Do you want to be embarrassed?

After the final bargaining, Mr. Jin gave Zhao Hong a tael of tea leaves, which made him feel very distressed.
Chapter completed!