In order to complete foreign trade orders and rush to produce super-must-have spiritual New Year goods, Tianyang Printing Factory was not the only one mobilized.
Just think about how much money can be made from 100,000 copies of high-end full-color comics. Zhou Qingfeng, who is very good at talking, does not hesitate to pull out the backbone of the company to work, euphemistically saying that this year everyone will work hard and travel to HK to celebrate the New Year.
Everyone couldn't sit still when they heard that they were going to HK. Currently, people still recognize HK very much, and feel that being able to go there is a sign of being capable, respectable, and knowledgeable.
Ouyang Jun gathered the remaining staff from the Academy of Fine Arts again to ensure that the drawings to be printed were proofread correctly. After all, some of them had to be changed into Japanese, Cantonese vernacular, Taiwanese accent, and even English and Korean.
The vast overseas market also needs cultural nourishment, and the pursuit of a better life by the people of East Asia cannot be ignored. It is indispensable to recruit a few teachers from the foreign language department of the Normal University, and they must be "faithful and elegant" in translation.
The text descriptions in comics cannot be dry, they should make people feel itchy and full of imagination. Every time you read one volume, you will consume a pack of tissues, and after reading twelve volumes, you will become a "Popeye".
Gong Wei helped run the printing factory. Some specific inks and papers were exhausted and had to be replaced in other cities. This required meals and gifts, and vehicles had to be arranged to be transported back to Tianyang City.
Lin Wan is responsible for helping with chores, arranging financial payments, booking air tickets, and helping others obtain documents. Although Professor Zheng is not involved in this matter, he is still a hard worker and has made great contributions. The benefits of going to HK cannot be missed.
Ouyang and Gong Wei knew the inside story. But when the first batch of 20,000 copies of "The Widow" was printed and sent to "Holy Light Machinery" after working overtime, Lin Wan and Professor Zheng were dumbfounded when they saw the album.
In the company office, Secretary Lin only glanced at the cover and turned his head. His face turned red as if he had a fever, and he glared at Zhou Qingfeng fiercely.
Professor Zheng belongs to the old school in terms of thinking. He looked at the printed first volume of "The Widow" and felt, "Shame, such a rotten thing is actually a product of our company?"
Doubt your life!
Ouyang and Gong Wei did not dare to speak, they lowered their heads and waited for Zhou Qingfeng to speak.
With a straight face, President Zhou carefully flipped through the first, second and third volumes of ‘The Widow’ in his hand, which included multiple language versions. There was also the trial version of the first volume of the new book ‘Tutor’.
"The printing is good, the paper and pigments are the best. The pigments are imported from Japan. It is said that the state-owned chemical factory in Shanghai has begun trial production to break the foreign monopoly and fill the domestic gap."
The office was quiet, with only President Zhou muttering to himself, turning the pages of a book. Lin Wan lowered her head, fidgeting. She gritted her teeth in hatred and annoyance, wanting to get up and leave, but she didn't know whether she should be angry or not.
Professor Zheng was stunned for a while. After calming down, he took out a book and flipped through it. After flipping through a few pages, he felt that it was too unsightly to read. He simply put it down and asked: "Xiao Zhou, can this thing be sold? No.
It’s too appropriate.”
"Currently, we don't have any competitors. We can directly earn foreign exchange with one hundred Hong Kong dollars. The market response is excellent and the prospects are bright." Zhou Qingfeng once again brought out his "break out of Asia and go global" rhetoric.
Ouyang and Gong Wei were like Zhou Qingfeng's "Second Generals", nodding their heads from the side, as if they were righteous men who endured humiliation, saying that they were by no means morally corrupt, but had endured great psychological pressure, and they were entirely thinking about the development of the country.
Lin Wan only knew that Zhou Qingfeng had shipped 15,000 copies to Hong Kong before, and this time he had shipped another 100,000 copies. She only saw the exact picture album today. When she heard "One Hundred Hong Kong Dollars a Book", she
He was also stunned.
"Isn't this illegal?" Lin Wan asked.
Uh..., Zhou Qingfeng also hesitated. He really didn't know if this exaggerated painting style was considered prohibited in Hong Kong. Anyway, he didn't sell through normal channels, so he didn't care at all.
When Professor Zheng heard "One hundred Hong Kong dollars a book", he picked up the picture album that he originally put down and looked at it carefully with a critical eye. The old comrade still couldn't stand it, and he was tangled in his heart, and finally said in a deep voice...
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"Alas... Marx taught us that capitalists are afraid of no profit or too little profit, just like nature is afraid of a vacuum. Once there is an appropriate profit, capital becomes bold."
"Yes, yes." Ouyang was immediately excited and continued, "If there is 10% profit, capital will be used everywhere; if there is 20% profit, capital will be active."
Gong Wei was also familiar with this paragraph and agreed with a smile, "That's right! With 50% profit, capital will take desperate risks; for 100% profit, capital will dare to trample all human laws. We have fully implemented Marx's teachings.
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Lin Wan rolled her eyes and said the last sentence quietly to herself, "With a profit of more than 300%, capital will dare to commit any crime, and even risk hanging."
Zhou Qingfeng concluded, "The payment I made to the printing house was based on 20 yuan per copy. But they said that if it was calculated in Hong Kong dollars in cash, it would be 15 yuan per copy."
Currently, the exchange rate between the Hong Kong dollar and the soft currency is ‘0.75’. However, the official exchange rate and the actual exchange rate are two different things, and the price difference in the black market is very large. Even foreign exchange certificates can be bought and sold.
Zhou Qingfeng was very conscientious to settle the bill at 15 Hong Kong dollars per book. But Lin Wan knew very well that his boss did settle the bill with Tianyang Printing Factory at 20 Hong Kong dollars per book.
The printing shop is so happy!
This is already five times the profit, and one hundred thousand copies is worth ten million Hong Kong dollars. Because of this, the leaders of the printing factory looked at President Zhou as if they were seeing the God of Wealth. The city even enshrined him like an old Buddha.
And what about Zhou Qingfeng himself? There is no middleman to make the difference. He is the only large wholesaler. He can make so much money, so he can speak with confidence.
Lin Wan's will wavered and she stopped talking. She glared at Zhou Qingfeng again angrily, stood up and said, "The ticket date is the day after tomorrow, how will this batch of goods be transported?"
"That's my business. Your work is over. Irene has already gone there in advance, and everything about the hotel has been arranged. You just need to board the plane to Hong Kong tomorrow. But things are very expensive there. If you want to buy anything, it's best to follow me in advance.
explain."
Zhou Qingfeng ended the internal briefing, which made the entourage feel confident. Lin Wan was not so resistant. After Professor Zheng confirmed that he could earn foreign exchange, he was so excited that he criticized it for a few more pages.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. This thing can actually earn foreign exchange?"
It doesn’t matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat!
Professor Zheng lamented from time to time, feeling that he could not keep up with the times. He suddenly asked: "Who came up with the idea?"
Ouyang Jun immediately raised his head and looked at Zhou Qingfeng.
President Zhou raised his hand and pointed at Ouyang Jun first, and said with a serious face: "Ouyang participated in the entire process of comic creation. Thanks to the efforts of him and his colleagues at the Academy of Fine Arts, we have the possibility to earn foreign exchange."
Lin Wan lowered her head and cursed in a low voice: "He is indeed a stinking hooligan."
I didn't, don't talk nonsense, you are talking nonsense!
Ouyang Jun was stunned and wanted to argue that he actually only participated in the creation. The manuscript was provided by the president. He was just following orders and all the crimes had nothing to do with him. But after hearing this, Gong Wei secretly distanced himself from him, as if to avoid being accidentally hurt.
Professor Zheng was calm, "Ouyang, I didn't expect you to have such talent. But it's understandable."
What a fool to understand!
Ouyang Jun's face flushed, "Wait a minute, this is not what you think."
Professor Zheng continued: "Ouyang, I have heard about what happened to you before. It is inevitable for young people to make mistakes. Now that you can find your way back, I am very happy.
This person's talent needs to be used in the right place. I can't comment on your creative level. But some creativity will definitely be criticized when used in China, but it is excellent for earning foreign exchange."
"That's right." Zhou Qingfeng made a stab at the side, "Keep working hard, don't be proud!"
Ouyang Jun also wanted to explain. Gong Wei, who was sitting next to him, held him down with one hand under the table and expressed with his eyes - Brother, admit it. This blame fell from the sky and it was not you. No one else can carry it.
Ouyang Jun can even cry - it's obviously not me, I don't want to take the blame.