After sending Qiu Liben away, Qiu Siyu followed Chen Chongzhe and returned to the office.

"Mr. Chen, when will I be transferred back?" Qiu Siyu said: "I don't like working in a magazine.

"It's a while." Chen Chong picked up the folder containing Qiu Liben's resume and said, "When he put the Chinese magazine shelf on it, you will come back. To be honest, I'm a little uncomfortable with you if you are not here. Gu Liwei is suitable for being an administrative secretary, not as a private secretary. She is quick to do things, but not very caring.

"Mr. Chen, are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Praise you." Chen Chong said seriously: "With you here, I haven't thought of many things, so you can handle them before I even thought of them.

Qiu Siyu accepted his praise with a smile, and said, "This Mr. Qiu looks very young, as if he is not yet thirty years old. Can he do a good job in magazines?"

"I am also very young, ten years younger than him. Besides, aren't you still in your twenties?" Chen Chong spread out the folder and recited: "Qiu Liben, originally from Kaiping, Guangdong, was born in Hong Kong in 1950. He studied at the top universities in Hong Kong in junior high school and high school. In 2019, as a "Hong Kong Overseas Chinese Student, I went to Taipei and studied at the Department of Economics of the National University of Political Science. Tsk, Xiaoyu, do you know the background of this school? It used to be the Central Party Affairs School of the Kuomintang, and it specializes in training senior civil servants. Those who can enter are all political elites."

After admiring for a few words, Chen Chong said again: "In 1971, he participated in the founding of Impact Magazine. After graduating in 2019, he served as executive editor of University magazine. Later, he transferred to China Times as an international news compiler. In 1973, he went to the United States as a reporter and editor at the Sing Tao Daily in New York and studied for a master's degree in economics at the New York College. During his time in the United States, he served as a reporter, editor, deputy editor-in-chief and chief editor of the Sing Tao Daily in New York, North America Daily, and San Francisco's Far East Times. In addition, he also worked as an Asian-American history researcher at the University of California, Berkeley."

"Anyway, this is a winner in life." Chen Chong pulled a buzzword from later generations, then flicked his resume with his hand, and said: "The resume is brilliant and his experience is rich. You should be able to get the magazine out soon."

"I hope." Qiu Siyu frowned slightly and said, "But his Taiwan background is too strong, it is difficult to guarantee that the last "Asia Weekly" incident will not happen in the future."

"So, in addition to making three rules with him, I also want you to stare at him." Chen Chong hesitated and asked, "Xiaoyu, I'm very surprised. If girls are naturally sensitive and easy to understand, can they be political?"

"My father used to be a reporter from Ta Kung Pao." Qiu Siyu smiled and said, "Since he was a child, he taught me to write comments."

"No wonder." Chen Chong suddenly realized and said, "Then what is your dad doing now?"

"He has been dead for several years."

Chen Chong was stunned. Before he could speak, Qiu Siyu said again: "Mr. Chen, I don't understand politics. It depends on the basics my father taught before. You should get me back soon, otherwise something might happen one day."

"What can happen?" Chen Chong also knew that it was very difficult to let a girl in her twenties manage the content of a magazine. The reporter's pen was even more cunning than the bureaucrats' mouths. He thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. After the Spring Festival, I will stuff a few people into the magazine. Then you can come back."

"This is the best." Qiu Siyu turned around and said: "Mr. Chen, Du Ziqian told me that O'Neal has returned to Hong Kong. He is persuading George to withdraw from "Asia Weekly". Then the two of them will work together to make another magazine again, but the news has not been confirmed yet."

"Who is Du Ziqian?"

"It's the main writer you promoted temporarily last time." Qiu Siyu said: "I was very isolated in the editorial department, and so was Du Ziqian. He was heard from him. I don't know whether it is true or not."

"It doesn't matter, let him go." Chen Chong waved his hand and said, "I bought this magazine because I like its brand and channels, which are used to lay the foundation for Chinese magazines. Let's leave when people leave. We just recruit people again. With the best salary and the best office environment in Hong Kong, there is no need to worry about no one coming."

"Brother-in-law, why are you stopping again?" Tianbao shouted in dissatisfaction and said, "This is the fifth time. When will you be able to get to the piano store?"

"What's the hurry? The piano shop won't fly." Chen Chong pulled down the handbrake, picked up the folder placed on the center console, turned to one of the pages and looked at it, and then said, "Go, get out of the car and go to that convenience store to take a look."

"What's the best thing about convenience stores?" Tianbao complained: "Don't the things sold are all those daily use?"

"If you don't want to go, just stay in the car, I'll be back in a while." Chen Chong ignored her complaint and said, "It's just a few minutes."

Tianbao pouted, reluctantly followed him out of the car and walked into a convenience store.

After evaluating the store, after estimating the space, Chen Chong shook his head, picked up a bottle of soda, paid for payment and checked out and left.

"Brother-in-law, what the hell are you doing?"

"You don't understand business matters." Chen Chong was on the street, observed the surrounding environment, and then said, "Let's go, get in the car, let's go directly to the piano store this time."

"There are people selling tapes there, let's go and take a look." Tianbao didn't move, pointing to a very small shop across the street, and said, "I'm tired of all the tapes at home."

Chen Chong's heart moved slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, today you are a princess, go wherever you say."

This shop is very small, only more than ten square meters. The envelopes of various albums are fixed to the walls in different music types by clips. Although they are colorful, they are very neat and the envelopes are very new, giving people a feeling of being mixed but not messy, as if they have been specially designed and quite beautiful.

The boss has long hair, black leather jacket, jeans, and the classic rock youth dress, but he cleans up very well and does not feel decadent and sloppy at all. He sat behind the narrow cashier at the door, smoking a cigarette without saying a word, without any enthusiasm in business, and looks like you will be able to buy it or not.

After looking through the envelope wall for a while, Shen Chong went up to chat with him and said, "Boss, the new store that just opened?"

The rock youth nodded, but said nothing.

"You only have envelopes here, where is the tape?"

"In the warehouse upstairs." The rock young man finally spoke and said, "What do you want to buy? Report the name to me, and I'll go upstairs to get it for you."

When Chen Chong heard this, his eyes lit up and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

According to the survey report provided by Fei Xiaodie, there are thousands of convenience stores in Hong Kong, but the business area is mostly small, so it is not suitable to open a video tape rental chain. The rents for more than 0 places that are suitable for opening are too expensive.

Shen Chong is not that he cannot afford to rent it, but the construction of channels like videotape rental chain stores is expensive and troublesome, and it does not belong to his core business. There is no need to eat alone. Therefore, he wants to find a few partners like American chain stores to work together, and then operate and go public after the profits are stable. In this way, it will save money and effort to build it. After the Internet rises in the future, it will be convenient to get rid of it.

Therefore, he must reduce costs as much as possible and demonstrate the profitability of the video tape business as quickly as possible, so that he can fool others into investing.

Now, this rock young man gave him a new idea - he doesn't need to rent a large-scale store, he just needs to rent a shop like this small store, display the video tape cover and content introduction, and then plan in a coordinated manner. Near a certain number of chain stores, find a cheap house and build a video tape storage warehouse. If the customer wants to rent a video tape, he only needs to provide the name, make a phone call, and ask the salesperson to send it there.

No, no, there is no need to rent many small shops. I just need to cooperate with the current convenience store to provide video tape envelopes and catalogs, and they are responsible for soliciting tenants. I just need to hire some delivery staff...

"Brother-in-law, come here quickly and see what I found?"

Tianbao's screams interrupted Chen Chong's thoughts. He shook his head and walked over.

"Look." Tianbao handed it to him with an album cover and offered treasures.

This is an album by Aijia Zhang released by Gelin Records. She is wearing a cover, with her eyebrows lowered and smiling, her hair combed back, and roses are piled up around her. Her face is bright and very classical and subtle.

"Farewell?"

Chen Chong turned to the back, looked at the song, and found that he had never heard of a song. After reading it, he looked at the release date, and it turned out to be from 1976.

"Brother-in-law, does she still sing?"

"Sing, you can also play guitar." Chen Chong took the envelope, patted his palms, and said, "I bought this one."

"What's so great about being able to play guitar, I can do it." Tianbao murmured in discontent, then counted the selected envelopes on his hand and asked, "Brother-in-law, how many tapes can I buy?"

"Originally you could only buy three boxes, but today I am in a good mood and double the number of places." Chen Chong smiled and touched her hair, saying, "It's better to buy six boxes, and it's the same as eating. It's not good to buy too many of them at once, so it's easy to hold on."

"Tsk, stingy, who are you lying? I haven't heard that my ears will be supported." Tianbao rolled his eyes, patted his hands off, and then ran to see the envelope on the other wall.

Chen Chong took Zhang Aijia's album cover and walked to the cashier, asking, "Boss, are there any other records of her?"

The young man took the cover on his hand, glanced at it, and said, "No, just this one, she acted and rarely recorded. She didn't sing well and had no special features. If you like this type of Taiwanese song, you might as well buy Feng Feifei."

Chen Chong touched his nose and said nothing.

Zhang Aijia's voice and singing skills are indeed not very good, but Yu Jing is naturally not artificial and has a unique charm. It's just that she grasps her musical style after "Childhood". Now this guy says she doesn't sing well, which is understandable.
Chapter completed!