"Director Ding, this is Mr. Lin's manuscript fee last month, please sign it. ”

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ding Shaoyi had just woken up from a nap.

Curtains around the room are tightly drawn to prevent any natural light from outside the room from entering. The orange light on the ceiling of the house illuminates the atmosphere of the room slightly gloomy. On the desk, a cup of freshly brewed coffee is steaming hot, and the rich fragrance fills the entire space. The young secretary gently pushed the door in, still holding a plastic folder in his arms. She carefully placed the folder on the table, the plastic case making a slight noise against the glass pane on the table.

"Pull the curtains back. Ding Shaoyi commanded.

"Huh. The little secretary hurriedly turned around and opened all the curtains around the office.

It was overcast outside.

Looking down from the 19th floor, you can clearly see the boat rising and falling with the waves by the pier not far away.

"The typhoon is coming again. Ding Shaoyi looked outside, and could even faintly hear the whining sound of a broken horn when the wind blew past the building, but this kind of weather is commonplace after all, and there is nothing worth seeing. She just said this casually, and turned the folder in front of her, head and tail, in a different direction, and opened it in a good position.

When you open the folder, you will see a table.

Ding Shaoyi looked at the data on the table carefully, satisfied, but nodded happily. It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, and if you see more dazzling data, the secretion of dopamine in the brain is not so casual.

"190,000 ......" Ding Shaoyi muttered softly, reached out and took a pen from the pen holder, flipped through the form, and wrote his name on another issuance document behind the form, "Give it to the finance office." ”

"Well, I'm sorry for the trouble Director Ding. The little secretary took the folder, glanced at the signatures on it, and couldn't help but turn back to the first page and look at the data on the form. Lin Guorong's three books have been on the market for half a year, and the total sales have risen instead of falling.

"Asking the Truth" did not sell so well, but it only ranked eighth in terms of sales relative to the first tier of bestsellers in the country.

In this month alone, Lin Guorong got a share from Dongou Daily Publishing House, which was enough 194,621.45 yuan, and the little secretary counted twice before he dared to be sure that the number was correct before he took the document to Ding Shaoyi to sign.

And when Ding Shaoyi reported the number just now, he directly omitted the fraction behind 190,000......

If you think about it carefully, this fraction alone is five or six times the average person's monthly salary!

Mr. Lin is also too powerful, he must be very happy to be his wife......

The little secretary's brain circuit thought a little strangely, his heart was full of shock that he couldn't get off for a while, and he trembled and withdrew from the room.

As soon as the door closed, Ding Shaoyi picked up the cup, took a sip of bitter and fragrant coffee, and sighed softly.

Half a year ago, let alone outside, even if it was a local in Dongou City, who knew such a small street leader as Lao Lin?

When "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" was first published, even if she was personally in charge of this project, she did not have much market expectations for the book, at most she regarded the book as the same thing as other "profitable projects" of the publishing house, but who would have thought that as soon as the book was launched, it would become popular all over the country like a thunderstorm.

The impression of Lao Lin in the domestic publishing industry has also quickly changed from "Lin Guorong is a force?" when "Small Courtyard Miscellaneous Talks" first came out, to "Lin Guorong has published a book again" when "Yu Ju Fa Wei" was published, and then when "Ask" came out, the industry has all changed its words, and the honorific title "Lin Guorong brings new works to meet readers across the country", and various titles have also followed and put them on his head, looking at the national literary and art circles, who can enjoy such honor, which is not an old guy who has been in the industry for decades?

Just think about it from a different angle, it seems that this situation is not completely unreasonable.

After all, although many veterans have written a lot of things in their lives, they can only be called masterpieces with one or two at most, and the creative interval is long. Even Mr. Cha, who is famous among Chinese all over the world, has only fourteen commercial masterpieces in this life, and one or two of them can only be counted.

Unlike Lao Lin, he made two and a half books in half a year - "Ask" can only be regarded as half a book at present, and in terms of market influence, it is obviously not as good as the first two. But even so, Lao Lin is equivalent to only half a year to achieve what most industry practitioners can achieve in a lifetime. If one day "Asking" also becomes popular, or if there is a book with an influence similar to "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" in the future, Lao Lin's status in the rivers and lakes is estimated to be further improved in a short period of time.

"You still have to write faster, so that you can have a head......" Ding Shaoyi, who has been intensively cultivating words for most of his life, suddenly has a new understanding of business writing in the past six months. Readers this year seem to be different from ten years ago.

A few days ago, she went to the bookstore to buy a book, and found that although she didn't like to read "Ask" for many years, she still bought it - in order to support her favorite writer, she spent her money comfortably.

It's just that if one day they know the truth behind these works, they don't know what kind of mood they will have.

Ding Shaoyi naturally thought of Lin Miao from Lao Lin.

Those who want to make a fuss about Lin Miao are really blind. Thousands of people thought they had caught something, but they didn't know that they were looking for a high-explosive bomb, and after a few days they pulled the safety open to see if this group of idiots was not killed en masse?

Perhaps, there will be a few innocent comrades who are destined to be dragged into the water by them......

"Bang bang. Outside the office, there were two soft sounds.

Ding Shaoyi retracted her thoughts and said lightly: "Please come in." ”

The door opened.

Zheng Aifen held a brown paper bag in her hand, and leaned in with a smile: "Editor-in-chief Ding, it turns out that you have been promoted!

"What are you doing with such a lively reshuffle in the internal personnel adjustment of the unit? When the new business card is printed in two days, you will all know about it. Ding Shaoyi said with a smile. She didn't mean to pretend, but the beginning and end of this matter really didn't sound harmonious.

After all, Dongou Daily Group is such a unit with a limited establishment, and if someone wants to climb up a step, another person is destined to move his position. Ding Shaoyi has been the deputy editor-in-chief for many years, and only recently relied on Lao Lin's Wang Bang to speak with his unadulterated performance, and he took down the old man who had occupied the position of editor-in-chief for many years. At present, Ding Shaoyi's brand-new position of "member of the party committee of Dongou Daily Group, member of the party group and deputy secretary of Dongou Daily Group Publishing House, and editor-in-chief of Dongou Daily Group Publishing House" is indeed glamorous, but if it is said to the outside world, it cannot be clearly told to the whole society, and this is the result of the power struggle within the unit.

The best way to deal with it is to continue to be silent and act as if nothing had happened.

It's just that Zheng Aifen doesn't care so much, anyway, in Ding Shaoyi's office, she casually shouted: "You call it internal personnel adjustment?

Ding Shaoyi smiled: "My official is so big, you dare to be so polite to me?"

"What are you afraid of, it's not you who pay me a salary. Zheng Aifen giggled endlessly, and put the kraft paper bag in front of Ding Shaoyi, "Na, all the things explained by the big leader of our family are here." ”

"What's the matter, you still want to run away in person?" Ding Shaoyi opened the brown paper bag, took out all the materials in the bag from the establishment of the student registration file to today, casually glanced at it, and put it back.

Zheng Aifen said: "The old palace said that you can't leave a handle for people." Otherwise, when the newspaper says that our Education Bureau has investigated, and the people above ask again, they will find that there is no such thing at all, and we will not really be a fraud? There should always be a leader in charge of handling affairs, and who else can I let if I don't go?"

"Again, it's time to be careful. Ding Shaoyi said lightly.

Zheng Aifen saw Ding Shaoyi tie the file bag, and asked again: "Don't you want to take a look? Lin Guorong's son's file is quite interesting!"

"You don't need to look at it, I have all these files of Lin Miao here. The first-hand information of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" was taken from us. Ding Shaoyi explained helplessly, picked up the cup again, took a sip of bitter coffee, picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number, and said to the outside, "Xiaobai, make a cup of tea." ”

After finishing speaking, he put down the microphone, and saw Zheng Aifen surprised: "What's the matter?"

"Alas, don't say it, we have an employee here, who is the senior brother of the reporter from Qujiang Nandu Daily. The young man is twenty-seven or eighteen years old and has not yet married, and when he meets a slightly more beautiful girl who comes to find help, then why don't people give him whatever they want?"

"That'...... What are you going to do with that person?"

Ding Shaoyi shook his head: "I can't deal with it, and the child's materials are not confidential." ”

The key is to deal with He Shengming at this time, in case he is forced to rush and run out to talk nonsense, then Lao Lin's social reputation evaluation will be ruined, and Lin Miao's prodigy fraud case will not be directly in the mouths of the people?

"Let's listen to the city leaders. Take your time and don't get out of the way. As long as the steps are right, the big problem is solved, and the small problem can be solved at any time. Otherwise, if you take a trigger and move your whole body, you will mess things up, and you will die. Ding Shaoyi was fully restrained.

Zheng Aifen nodded when she heard this.

Then there was a sound on the table.

Ding Shaoyi picked up the phone and listened to a few words, and after a while, said, "Take it and let me take a look." ”

She put down the phone.

Zheng Aifen asked, "Should I avoid it?"

Ding Shaoyi smiled: "No, you can also take a look." ”

"What's that?"

Statement. ”