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Chapter 461

~11 min read 2,090 words

In order to let Wei Ming know the news of their winning the award as soon as possible, Zhou Zhou Huimin also sent him a telegram this time.

The degree of A-Min's popularity in the Hong Kong music scene exceeded Wei Ming's expectations. He knew A-Min's records had sold out, and he was also convinced that those new songs of hers belonged to the outstanding ones in '82, but he didn't expect the title of Most Popular Female Singer could fall on a hobbyist singer like her.

This honor and achievement, coupled with the death of Karen Carpenter, seemed to have inspired A-Min's idea of wanting to seriously engage in music.

She knew that limited by innate conditions, her voice couldn't compare to those iron-lung female singers; even if she did her best in technique and emotion, it was still slightly lacking in shock.

So she felt that taking the route of a singer-songwriter was more suitable for her. In this telegram, she seriously asked Wei Ming for advice on what to do if she wanted to write her own songs.

Wei Ming seriously thought about it and replied to her.

It was just like writing web novels; the most suitable type for a novice is fan fiction. Performing secondary creation within someone else's ready-made framework can save a lot of trouble. After figuring out the laws of creation, then engage in original work.

So Wei Ming's suggestion was: "You might as well read more of those ancient poems; their 'lyrics' are ready-made and very high-class. These ancient poems, including the *Book of Songs* and the Han *Yuefu*, were also passed down to the world through chanting in ancient times. It's just that there were no phonographs in ancient times, and their melodies weren't passed down along with them. This is an opportunity for musicians. You once mentioned in a letter that Teresa Teng's *Lightly Sentimental* gave you a great shock; why not imitate it."

After the letter was sent, Wei Ming also seized the time to complete the Chinese version of *Night at the Museum* and handed it to Aunt Lu Xiaoyan for review.

Aunt Lu Xiaoyan took the manuscript and went to the unit at the time, but because she was called over by the publishing house for a meeting, and coupled with Zheng Zheng Yuanjie staring at it, she let him read it first.

Zheng Zheng Yuanjie hated it while reading: Damn it, how can it be written so well!

Because *King of Fairy Tales* had Wei Ming's works, Zheng Zheng Yuanjie was always embarrassed to say that the sales were good because of his own novels, and he was also embarrassed to bring up the matter of raising the manuscript fee, and even less had the idea of setting up his own portal.

However, Lu Lu Xiaoyan had already raised Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's manuscript fee to the top level of ten yuan per thousand words, the same as Wei Ming's; raising it any further would not be compliant. At most, it was subsidizing through salary, year-end bonuses, and employee benefits.

Because he wrote fast enough and a lot, sometimes he could also submit to other publications, so Zheng Zheng Yuanjie's monthly income had long exceeded 300 yuan, which was considered very high for a young person like him.

Having completed the Chinese version of *Museum*, Wei Ming used the computer at home to strike while the iron was hot, finished another English story, and mailed it to Melinda.

He had been in seclusion for these two days. After coming out of seclusion, he was originally going to help his parents prepare to purchase New Year goods, but he didn't expect Seeing Biaozi to return from Tianjin.

Old Wei waved his hand: "You go find them to play; your mother, sister, and I are three people."

Seeing Biaozi returned even later than Huang Huang Jiaoyan, and after the New Year, the couple still had to enter the crew to complete the subsequent parts.

This time filming really made him feel great; not only was he the male lead, but he also served as the martial arts director. Because the crew couldn't do without him, and after filming his own fight scenes, he still had to direct others, so even though he was in Tianjin, he insisted on returning home only when it was almost New Year.

After returning, he had a small gathering with Wei Ming and Mei Mei Wenhua for the first time, and the first thing he said was: "I missed you guys to death!"

Seeing Biaozi had heard of the great name of "Wei Million" in Tianjin. At that time, he proudly pointed to Wei Ming's name in the newspaper and told the crew staff: "This is my big brother!"

After returning, mentioning this matter still made him feel excited. He didn't feel that shocked by how much those Hong Kong wealthy businessmen donated, but Wei Ming was someone by his side, and one million was simply an astronomical figure for a mainland person.

There were even newspapers saying that besides the 1 million to Peking University, the money Wei Ming donated to his hometown for education and transportation was also not a small number; he had donated himself empty.

But Seeing Biaozi knew Brother Ming wasn't that stupid; what he donated was at most half of his personal wealth.

Have to say, Seeing Biaozi still thought of his Brother Ming too greatly.

Counting Wei Ming's overseas assets, he had donated less than one percent.

The three were all bosses of the money-printing shop "Oriental New World." From the matter of donating the scholarship, Wei Ming took the opportunity to tell them about an entrepreneur's sense of social responsibility.

"Wait until you have money in the future, you can also do some charity; forget it for now, mainly focus on being low-key." Wei Ming wasn't low-key because his huge wealth was writing income, not business income.

Although last year's constitution recognized the individual economy, it would still be a few years before businessmen could blatantly show off and flaunt their wealth. The rites hadn't collapsed yet, and the music hadn't been ruined yet.

The one among the three most hopeful of becoming a qualified businessman was Mei Mei Wenhua. He asked: "Big Brother, people are all jealous of the rich. I've been watching the news recently and heard that after the ten-thousand-yuan households in some places were reported, they were very distressed."

"Oh."

Mei Mei Wenhua said: "As representatives of those who got rich first locally, once their deeds are reported, they will first suffer the jealousy of the masses. Jealous people will even persistently find various reasons to report them. Besides that, there is also the skimming by village cadres and small leaders, always thinking of squeezing benefits from you who got rich first."

Wei Ming nodded, not feeling surprised.

So Mei Mei Wenhua couldn't help but ask: "The contradiction between getting rich first and getting rich later feels like it will get bigger and bigger. Will anyone really appreciate donating money to do good deeds?"

"I think those who appreciate it are definitely the majority, but those who don't appreciate it definitely also exist, and they will say very ugly things. However, the primary purpose of donating money is not to make everyone like you," Wei Ming told him, "First of all, donating money is to make yourself happy. Helping others is a very happy thing. For example, someone has a terminal illness and no money for treatment, and you only need to pay a day's income to save a life and save a family. Do you do it?"

"Of course I do!" The two said in unison.

Wei Ming: "Are you happy after doing it?"

"Such great merit, I'm happy to death." Seeing Biaozi said bluntly, and Mei Mei Wenhua also nodded in enlightenment.

Wei Ming: "Doing charity with such thoughts, you will be much happier. Secondly, doing good deeds will also have good rewards. If you can make a name for yourself in charity, for example, if every university in the country has a teaching building donated by you, I think the country will definitely give you corresponding political status, and in our country, political status is more important than money."

Mei Mei Wenhua nodded deeply in agreement, but donating a building to every university, how is this possible? Even Brother Ming couldn't do it!

This day, Liu Liu Rulong took the comic artist Li Li Zhiqing of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* and left TVB. They had just visited the crew of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, and Li Li Zhiqing had also drawn comic images for the four main actors, preparing to promote a wave in *Madman Comics*.

After the New Year, this drama would be broadcast, but it hadn't finished filming yet, which was quite normal in Hong Kong.

Because of its super high sales and fan stickiness, *Madman Comics* was very easy to use when promoting entertainment products. This year's Spring Festival blockbusters *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain* and *Project A* were also promoted in the magazine.

Action films, fantasy films, and comics go very well together, but their opponent was *Aces Go Places 2*, which was very difficult.

Although the director of *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain* was Tsui Hark, and although Tsui Hark was one of the Seven Monsters of Cinema City, this film was actually Golden Harvest's, because the several bosses of Cinema City didn't agree to Tsui Hark filming such a fantasy film with a huge investment, and Raymond Chow of Golden Harvest also wanted to divide Cinema City, so he invested generously.

Now *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain* and *Aces Go Places 2* were released on the same day to compete. Although *Aces Go Places 2* performed not as well as the previous one, looking at the trend, 20 million should be a sure thing.

This result crushed *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain*, but *Zu* also had the potential of over 10 million.

As for *Project A*, which also belonged to Golden Harvest, it would be released a bit later. Both Golden Harvest films would be shown in the Shaw Brothers theater chain; the situation of Golden Harvest uniting with Shaw Brothers to resist Cinema City was already very obvious.

Zhou Zhou Huimin and Ni Nai had just finished watching *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain* and returned from the cinema. Lin Ni was showing off her connections.

"Brigitte Lin, I'm familiar with her. If you like, I'll ask for a few autographed photos for you when I go back this time."

They felt *Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain* looked quite exciting, and the special effects were very stunning; it was just that the plot couldn't be scrutinized too closely. It was indeed a bit worse than *Aces Go Places 2* seen yesterday.

*Aces Go Places 2* not only did comedy well, the plot was very smooth, and the special effects weren't bad either.

This made A-Min couldn't help but worry a bit for *Project A*, which was scripted by A-Ming, but she would definitely support it as soon as possible.

The two of them had just returned home when they saw Wei Wei Lingling; she had come to say goodbye to her mother.

"I'm going to the United States on a business trip and will go straight back to Taiwan for the New Year."

"The Little New Year has passed, and you're still going on a business trip?" Lin Ni felt sorry for her daughter being too hardworking. You don't have a younger brother; what's the use of you being so hardworking.

Wei Wei Lingling said: "Foreigners don't celebrate the New Year, and this cooperation is very important. We are going to add car logos to the Transformers; this is a very large sum of money."

Given that the popularity of Transformers had already spread from North America to Asia and Europe, the automotive market also saw the huge potential of this toy.

In order to cultivate their customers starting from children, American car manufacturers decided to cooperate with the Langning factory to combine their car logos and car shapes with Transformers. This time, Wei Wei Lingling went to the United States to listen to the quotes and choose a suitable cooperation.

And not only were there American car brands, but Japanese and European brands would also participate. Additionally, she had to visit her aunt and pay her an early New Year greeting.

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