Put a cylindrical lump into a measuring cup filled with water to measure the volume, then put the lump on the balance, pretend to use tweezers to clamp a few weights to measure the mass, and finally divide the two to get the density of the lump. That's the whole process of lab exams.

Lin Miao followed Jiang Shengshan and Wu Ningxiang in the afternoon, took Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing, came to the experimental middle school at half past four to wait for the exam, waited for a full hour, and waited until all the people in the experimental middle school finished the exam, and then it was his turn to be the last one, and then under the watchful eyes of many students and teachers from the experimental middle school who rushed to watch after hearing the news, he successfully completed the operation.

When I came out of the examination room, it was not early.

Lin Miao didn't go home directly, but went to Dongou City Cultural Publishing House first, and sent the certificate and medal of the "First Prize of the Junior High School Hard Pen Group of the 16th National Middle School Calligraphy Competition" that was just sent from Beijing yesterday.

Jiang Xiaohong hasn't gotten off work yet, and she hasn't seen Lin Miao for a long time, and she doesn't kiss him, and after falling in love, her style has been much more restrained, and even male children have begun to kiss him. Lin Miao handed over the things to Jiang Xiaohong, Jiang Xiaohong's various daily skills were full, Ma Li framed Lin Miao's award certificate, and then stepped on the chair in the conference room, and nailed the new award certificate to the wall with a hammer.

Wu Ningxiang and Ding Shaoyi had already heard of the team office here, and they followed Lin Miao over for the first time today, and like all the other people who saw this room for the first time, they were amazed - in fact, it is not unusual to get so many awards, but Lin Miao's great thing is that all the awards are either the first place or the first prize or gold medal, and there are several national awards, all of which have been completed within the past two years, and the efficiency and frequency of the awards are all frighteningly high.

Wu Ningxiang's beautiful Xiaomi looked around in amazement, and took a shot with the camera.

Lin Miao came back after two months, and found that some of the awards that were originally left in Bailifang Primary School had all been collected. His awards that separated the two places were finally reunited. In this regard, Lin Miao couldn't help but be very strange: "Does Principal Jin agree?"

Jiang Xiaohong said with a smile: "Principal Jin is going to work in a new place, and the city is going to set up a young art school, a department-level institution." ”

Lin Miao muttered, "I don't even know ...... at all."

"Of course you don't know, you're so busy, how can you have time to chat with us. Jiang Xiaohong nailed the certificate, put down the hammer, touched Lin Miao's head and said, "Your hair grows so fast, all the food you eat in your stomach is used to grow your hair." ”

Lin Miao touched with Jiang Xiaohong, "I'm overusing my brain, and the fast blood flow under the scalp provides nutrients to the scalp." ”

Jiang Xiaohong couldn't help but be surprised: "Does using the brain too much stimulate hair growth? Lao Di has been using his brain too much recently!"

Lin Miao directly changed her words cold-blooded and ruthlessly: "No, I'm talking nonsense, in fact, hair loss is more likely." ”

Jiang Xiaohong gritted her teeth and rubbed Lin Miao a few times.

After finishing the small things, Lin Miao went upstairs alone and chatted with Ding Shaoyi for a few words, urging Ding Shaoyi to hurry up and call the manuscript fee. Ding Shaoyi was speechless in the face of Xiao Douding, who came to collect the money, and said: "It's only two days late, you came over to ask for money, and you're too anxious, right?" The fourth volume is selling too well, and it will take a few more days for the money to come back, and it will arrive the day after tomorrow at the latest, and Auntie can't rely on your account." ”

Lin Miao explained lightly: "I'm in a hurry to use the money and want to buy something. ”

"What do you need so much money to buy? Do you want to continue to invest money in the stock market?" Ding Shaoyi was very puzzled.

"No, the amount of money in the stock market is large enough, and there is no shortage of these 20 million. Lin Miao said slowly, "A few months ago, I asked my aunt to help me translate the first volume of "Looking for Immortals", translated it into English, and sent it to a Canadian publishing house.

The owner of that publishing house is the uncle of a foreign teacher in my school, who is over 80 years old, has no children, no wife, and the inheritance is estimated to be inherited by my teacher. But I called him once, and I didn't seem to be very willing to hand over the publishing house to my teacher, and the old man said that he wanted to go on a global trip before he died, and he wanted to die in the most luxurious cruise ship room in the world, and when he died, he would be surrounded by a large group of young girls in bikinis and without bikinis......"

Ding Shaoyi was a little excited in her heart, and couldn't help coughing.

Lin Miao immediately pulled back and said, "So the old man said that he wanted to sell the publishing house." At the beginning, I offered a million dollars, and I told him to die. As a result, the old man took the English version of "Seeking Immortals" to New York, and guess what?"

Lin Miao clapped her hands and spread her hands, "I won the award." ”

Ding Shaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up: "What award?"

Lin Miao replied: "The National Library of New York City's 1996 Book Fair, Best Oriental Fantasy Book Award. Now the old man said that if I was willing to buy his publishing house for 1.5 million Canadian dollars, he would help me connect with New York, and I could sell the second and third English editions of "Seeking Immortals" in a matter of minutes. My aunt is idle at home, and the speed of translation is getting faster. And if the English version is sold abroad, there is no need to consider the serialization speed of "Dongou Daily", and it may sell better than in China, but now there is a problem, lack of manpower. ”

Ding Shaoyi looked at Lin Miao for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to borrow someone from me?"

Lin Miao shook her head and said seriously: "I want to join the shareholder Oushi Culture Publishing House, and the publishing house in Vancouver will be our Canadian branch." My teacher is Canadian, can help take charge of the business there, and we will send a financial person who understands English to manage the accounts, if you are not at ease, the payment will be settled every month, and the amount of foreign exchange earned will go to the publishing house, and my dividends can be settled in RMB. ”

After listening to this, Ding Shaoyi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She had thought about making the publishing house bigger before she retired, but it wasn't such a big law! Why did she suddenly step out of the country and earn foreign exchange for the country? Such a big cake suddenly fell from the sky, making Ding Shaoyi really feel unrealistic.

But then, Lin Miao's next words made her calm again.

"I don't want much, just 49 percent of the publishing house's shares, and keep the public ownership unchanged. If you feel that you are losing, I will invest another 20 million in cash and use it as a welcome gift for the uncles and aunts in the society, and give everyone a bonus at the end of this year. There are 600 employees on the staff, and on average, each person can get more than 30,000 yuan. ”

Lin Miao looked at Ding Shaoyi and took out her chips very sincerely, "And if I buy shares, in the future, the works of Tianyuan Culture will be the works of the publishing house, Tianyuan Culture will be responsible for production, and the publishing house will be responsible for approval, distribution and marketing.

Ding Shaoyi was silent for a long time, rubbed her forehead, and suddenly said with a little unacceptable: "I have to talk to the city about this matter, and I have to think about it myself......"

"Okay, no rush. Lin Miao got down from the chair and told Ding Shaoyi again, "The embassy already knows about the award for "Seeking Immortals" in the United States, and the sales of "Seeking Immortals" may increase in the future." The first five selected collections will be released as soon as possible, and they will be listed within a week, just enough to catch up with this wave of publicity, and the market value of patriotic feelings is very high. ”

Ding Shaoyi hummed and sighed again in his heart.

In the face of Lin Miao, the initiative of the publishing house has disappeared.

What else can you do if you don't let him take a stake?

The publishing house has been living all year this year, to put it bluntly, it is relying on Lin Miao to live......