"How did the reporter know when I meet Zhang Xiaohui?"

In the office, Chen Qi was looking at the newspaper and was very curious about this matter.

Gu Weili curled her lips and said, "There are paparazzi waiting outside the set every day! There are so many celebrities, and there are many gossips in big and small. As the saying goes, fly does not bite seamless eggs!"

"What did you say?" Chen Qi glared.

"Yes! I said paparazzi really hate it, they are all over the world. Do you want me to contact the media?"

"Forget it, I have been in Hong Kong for so many years, and the lovers arranged by the media can be arranged to go to Old London. I don't wonder if one day I say that I have an affair with my sister-in-law Elizabeth." Chen Qi said helplessly.

Gu Weili had a happy time.

In fact, she couldn't understand at first. According to the thinking of Hong Kong people, you are young and powerful, and you are still in the entertainment industry. Today, Guan Zhilin, Zhao Yazhi, will be the groom every night, and they will be in line with their cognition.

Later she realized how heavy the burden on Director Chen’s shoulders was, and his waist was weak.

Chen Qi didn't know that Gu Weili was thinking about it and asked, "Is there any need to print the first issue number?"

"There is still a certain market space, and I suggest printing 20,000 copies."

"Yes! Just follow the steps next. You must be steady, be cautious, be ruthless, and interact with readers more. I still have a lot of things to do, and I can't focus on a magazine every day. The important thing is to let the magazine go out and go overseas!"

Chen Qi repeatedly reminded this concept.

The Hong Kong market is too small, and the highest sales volume of a single-line book, "Chinese Heroes", is only 200,000 copies. The highest sales volume of the magazine is "Yu Lang Comics" founded by Huang Yulang, which is only 100,000 copies.

"C0-C0!" was released for the first time with 60,000 copies and 20,000 copies. It caught up all of a sudden. There was not much room for further upwards, so it was OK to stabilize it.

As for the two serials, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is relatively easy to adapt. The characters such as Fantasy Sea, Feiying, Huangquan, and Zangma, as well as the various settings in it can be used with a slight change, and readers have no obstacles to understanding.

"Pokemon" is not good. Just by name, many elves' names are derived from Japanese transliterations, such as Pikachu, Nidoran, and Nidoran. I don't know what this is based on the name.

Pikachu's Japanese name is: Pikachu

It is simply translated, it means electric rat or lightning rat. But it is no special to call it this. The Japanese are very talented in this regard and have a "pikachu" with a smooth pronunciation and memory points, which is easy to spread.

Chen Qi is a elves in Hong Kong, and there is no reason to get a bunch of Japanese-style names, but in the future, he can repackage and make some modifications that are conducive to international communication.

He doesn't consider games now, he only considers anime. It will take several years to wait for the game to be made. Just like Abao's attributes, Wood + Kung Fu, the combination similar to wood spells + Kung Fu Panda, which is very powerful.

Different from the original Pokémon?

Please! He is the original version now. If he hadn't wanted to keep Naruto, he even wanted Abao to use a move "Wood Release·Tree World Birth"!

"C0-CO!" is a bimonthly magazine, and the second issue was soon unveiled, and sales have steadily increased.

Now the industry giants in Hong Kong can't sit still.

Huang Yulang spoke first and accepted an interview with the newspaper. The general idea was: "Don't read comics are very popular, but they are actually niche products, which are even smaller in the Hong Kong market. Brothers are not easy to make a living. You are the left-wing movies and make movies. Why even rob the food of this food?"

Shangguan Xiaobao also spoke: "I saw "CO-CO!" and Akira Toriyama's works were introduced. Japanese comics were developed and the local school struggled to support them. I hope Mr. Chen will be the overall situation and do what he said and don't praise Japanese comics."

The two giants complain that Chen Qi is so fucking and doing comics?

The situation of harm is turbulent and you will be given a cup of food.

Huang Yulang now owns a listed company and is at its peak, but he will soon be over due to a stock market crash. Someone wants to acquire his company, but he makes fake accounts and conceals his financial reports and is caught in prison.

As for Shangguan Xiaobao, Chen Qi is not familiar with him and is more familiar with his son. His son is Kuang Shijie, and he is also a manga. His representative work is "The King of Fighters", Yajimian, and the King of Fighters Kusakine!

Chen Qi and the two have no grudges, and they play cross-border by themselves, and it is normal for them to complain a few times.

He smiled and publicly responded: "Comics are not small industries, but have great potential. I am weak and my two brothers are old sages. Why not join the Oriental Company and work together to make major events?"

People ignore him.

Huang Yulang and Shangguan Xiaobao are calling each other in the comics world. It is not enough to be seen in the mainstream circle. The leftists are tough characters who can even get rid of the Freedom Club and throw moor bottles at the door. They can't afford to offend them.

Chen Qi had no time to argue with them. Now it was mid-October and finally waited for news from Taiwan.

October 15th.

The island passed the "Measures for People from Taiwan to Visit Relatives in the Mainland": "In addition to active-duty soldiers and public officials, those who have blood relatives, in-laws, and relatives within third-class relatives in the mainland can apply to visit relatives in the mainland, and they can visit relatives once a year, each time for 3 months!"

Immediately afterwards on the 16th, the mainland responded and issued a method on receiving Taiwanese compatriots to visit relatives.

The two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three places are in full bloom. After nearly 40 years of isolation, the ice has finally broken!

Taipei, 3 a.m.

Before dawn, Zhang Deshan got up and put on his clothes lightly.

But his wife was still awakened and said, "The processing starts at 9 o'clock. Why are you doing so early?"

"I can't sleep, and I'll wait while I'll wait. I'll go and have a look. I won't do business today. When I finish the application procedures, our family will celebrate it well." Zhang Deshan couldn't hide his excitement in his tone.

But his wife wanted to speak but stopped and said slowly, "Will you come back after you go back?"

He also paused when he heard this, and was silent for a while, and forced a smile: "Back, of course I will go back! You are here, your son is going to take the college entrance exam and there is also a steamed bun shop. Where can I go if I don't come back?"

The wife was silent too.

"Then I'll make some food for you, and you'll go after you eat."

"Um!"

Zhang Deshan never thought that Taiwan is home, Heze is home, but now he is confused again. Heze seems to be a distant dream, all things in memory. My mother is still young in memory, the big trees at the entrance of the village are lush and swaying, and a pot of steaming mutton soup.

But he didn't know whether these existed or not.

In comparison, the wife and children, white porridge and steamed buns in front of us are radiating the real fireworks.

Zhang Deshan is a rough man, and he can't describe his feelings at this moment, but he just feels a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly had breakfast and rode his bicycle in the dark of the night to the Red Cross on Xinsheng South Road.

This time, Taiwan emphasized that it was a civil act, a humanitarian act, and did not involve politics.

So I handed over this job to the Red Cross, and today is the first day of registration.

"My mother!"

After Zhang Deshan arrived, he was shocked and looked at his watch before four o'clock, and more than 20 people were waiting. He hurried over and queued up, stood for only a moment, and someone came to pick him up.

"Brother, where is your hometown?"

At this time, the person standing in front turned around and asked, Zhang Deshan smiled and said, "Shandong, are you?"

"I'm from Zhejiang!"

This person is very familiar with him, and he also asked, "Brother, where is your hometown?"

"I'm from Sichuan, go home to see my mother!"

"Oh, I'm from Hunan!"

"I'm Hu Jian!"

"I'm from Hubei!"

More than 20 people stayed there and they all reported themselves to their homes. The elder brother, who was the first to do so, shouted loudly: "I'm from Jiangxi, go home to see my son! I'll come at three o'clock!"

"Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!