"I, a high-ranking police official, will cut the ribbon for you, the boss of the Black Society!"
"Ho!"
"What do you think!"
Wang Xuan's face darkened, "No, didn't we already tell you this! I'm a serious businessman, no matter how sly and sly you are, I'm going to fall out with you!"
"The key is, this is how you look in front of the public! Is this something I can change with just one word?"
"That's why I want to change my image! The company is formalized and I invite you to cut the ribbon!"
Huang Zhicheng became angry, pointed at Wang Xuan and said: "Joseph, you want the police to take the blame for you!"
"Rectify my name, rectify my name! I have corrected my evil ways. This is called a prodigal son who can never change his ways! Do you know what the art of language is? A former gangster, under the influence of police boss Huang Zhicheng, put down his butcher knife and became a businessman immediately. How perfect.
Story! This is also a result of police work!”
Why did he put down his butcher knife and become a businessman immediately? Huang Zhicheng rolled his eyes angrily.
"Who believes it!?" Huang Zhicheng rarely looked at him seriously and said solemnly.
Wang Xuan frowned. This was also something that made him irritated. Whitening does not mean that he will no longer be involved in the underworld. If he cannot change his image among the public, then all efforts will be in vain!
If the public still thinks you are a gangster, then even if you are bleached, it will still be easy for the government to touch you because your reputation is too bad.
If the public thinks that you are an influential and legitimate businessman, and the government wants to move you, it should carefully consider the impact of public opinion.
After pondering for a while, it seems that I need to control some public opinion channels!
At this time, Wang Xuan secretly cursed himself for being stupid. A visitor from later generations had forgotten the importance of the weapon of public opinion. He shouldn't have!
However, now that I have thought about it, it is no longer a problem!
He raised his head and looked at Huang Zhicheng, "What if there are channels to help us publicize? Full positive publicity and public opinion guidance? Are you going to cut the ribbon for me!"
"Oh, why do you have to find me!"
"We have a good relationship and cooperate. Besides, it won't hurt you to gradually expand my influence. At the very least, when the security company reaches my first-phase goal, it can ensure that the security in the area under my control is
One of the best places in the world.”
"Okay! You need to settle the public opinion first. Don't worry. After I cut the ribbon for you, the whole world will be bombarded by the collusion of police and criminals, the government and criminal family, and other chaotic public opinions. Then I will get killed by you.
,Understand!"
"I understand your concerns! This shouldn't be difficult. I'll contact you after it's settled. The opening will be postponed!"
Wang Xuan stood up directly, "Okay, I'm leaving!"
"Let's go quickly, bother!"
Huang Zhicheng drove him out as if sending off the plague god.
After coming out of the police station, Wang Xuan got in the car and left. A group of people on the first floor of the police station started talking again.
On the way, Wang Xuan was thinking about the control of public opinion. He thought of a person, Uncle Shao. Although he didn't have much assets in Hong Kong, his influence was extremely large. Sir Alex's name was not just called casually, even if the British Hong Kong government had
He also needs to be polite.
TVB has no chance, at least not yet. ATV does have a chance, but now it has no money and cannot afford it.
Television has no chance, the Internet has not yet developed, and the only traditional media left is newspapers. So, it is a good idea to control several newspapers.
As soon as he returned to the office, Wang Xuan called over a few of his capable men, Ah Wei, Zhou Kun, Zhu Libo, and a group of people waiting for Wang Xuan's instructions.
"Use all your strength to find out which newspapers in Hong Kong are losing money or are preparing to be sold. I want to buy a few newspapers."
Everyone didn't know why Wang Xuan had new ideas, but they were all used to it. The boss always does this.
After sending everyone away, Wang Xuan called the headhunting company again. Firstly, they were better informed, and secondly, they were planning to find professionals so that they could run the newspaper better after it was bought.
Although he doesn't care how much money the newspaper makes, it doesn't matter even if he loses less, but he must make an impact.
There is strength in numbers, this must be acknowledged.
Various news came back one after another, and Wang Xuan even specially found an old man who retired from the newspaper office to get some relevant information.
In less than three days, information from almost all newspapers in Hong Kong was on his desk.
There were four people sitting in the office, a retired editor-in-chief, two working tabloid reporters, and a working editor of a medium-selling newspaper.
This was a temporary think tank invited by Wang Xuan, plus a financial officer and lawyer Zhu Libo beside him, and the seven people began to analyze this pile of information.
There are five that are doing well and have a daily sales volume of more than 50,000 copies. Put these aside, put aside those with medium circulation and sell 50,000 to 10,000 copies a day, and put aside the remaining tabloids.
Preliminarily screen out those with good business operations, then screen out those who are mainly engaged in pornography/pornography and gambling, and the remaining ones are selected with relatively high credibility.
Finally, after comprehensive evaluation, Wang Xuan selected three daily newspapers with a circulation of about 10,000 as the main targets.
These three companies all deal with local news, international news, mainland news, current affairs politics, economy, film and television, stock market, gold market, real estate, and horse racing.
These are the things that Hong Kong citizens are most concerned about every day. If we buy all three newspapers and integrate the resources, it will not be a problem to create a medium-sized newspaper with a daily sales volume of more than 20,000 copies.
After the target was selected, direct action began. The first person to visit for interviews was lawyer Zhu Libo, mainly to give vent to several newspaper shareholders. Although the three newspapers were in a state of loss, they had not heard of any intention to sell them.
Sure enough, the test result made Wang Xuan very angry.
When the two families heard that it was a black society, they rejected it without even thinking about it. The other family made an offer, but it was obvious that they were targeting Wang Xuan.
The only thing I mean is that a bunch of lowlifes from the Black Society want to taint a cultural position like the newspaper office. It is simply insulting to the gentlemen!
We need to use some means to deal with these guys who seek their own death!
Theoretically speaking, the newspaper itself is worthless, and its employees are of little value. What is valuable is the name of the newspaper.
Because it represents the exposure of more than 10,000 people every day, and the credibility represented by the name itself!
According to the data given by the asset appraisal company Wang Xuan found, there is not much difference in the value of the three newspapers, all around three million. If some debts are included, the price may be even lower.
In terms of price, Wang Xuan would not only pay less, but would also buy it at a premium. He did not want to make such a claim.
Since Zhu Libo's first visit, he has not shown up, nor has he made a single phone call. However, 24 hours a day, there are a large number of gangsters hanging around the door of the newspaper office. From reporters to editors to bosses, there are people who are close to him 24 hours a day.
He won't hit you or scold you, he will just follow you and watch you.
He stood by the side and watched you while you were eating, watching you pour water and watching you pick up the vegetables.
When you go to the toilet, he squats at the door to see if you have brought any paper.
This is a kind of mental torture, and calling the police is useless.
Within three days, some employees couldn't stand it and wanted to resign.
What's interesting is that the boss agreed to resign, but the bodyguard's younger brother disagreed. He had to go to work. If he didn't go to work, the whole family would be under the bodyguard.