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Geng Yunhe is an important role that Zhou Lin needs to rely on.

Even if the "Science Fiction Literature" magazine is taken down, Zhou Lin will not be able to do everything, and he will definitely need Geng Yunhe's help. Now even Geng Yunhe is skeptical of his plan, and he must come up with something convincing.

Zhou Lin smiled, took out a stack of things from his schoolbag, and handed them to the two of them.

"Here's my three-year business plan, take a look. After that, let's discuss the feasibility of this goal. ”

Geng Yunhe and Wang Baokang curiously took the plan and looked at it.

Looking at it, the expressions of the two became colorful, Geng Yunhe's breathing became thicker, and Wang Baokang muttered from time to time, "Why didn't I think of it."

Twenty minutes later, the two of them finished reading it one after another, staring at Zhou Lin with big eyes, not knowing what to say.

"How's that?" Zhou Lin asked.

Wang Baokang said excitedly: "This ...... Can it really be done?"

"As long as I get the authority of the majority shareholder, as long as the magazine becomes my opinion. It can be realized!" Zhou Lin said.

Geng Yunhe raised his eyebrows and said, "If these can really be done, it is really possible to achieve the goal you said." Even if it can't be achieved, it's not much worse...... But you already have so much work on your hands, are you sure you can come up with six science fiction novels to serialize Science Fiction Literature in three years?"

Zhou Lin shrugged his shoulders: "The first part has been completed, called "Base". Originally, I was going to publish it for Chunwen Publishing House, and if I could get "Science Fiction Literature", I would serialize it in a magazine before publishing it. ”

"If your science fiction can be on the level of martial arts novels, it's eight points successful. Geng Yunhe's eyes finally flashed with a hint of expectation.

Wang Baokang's voice was slightly excited: "That means, are you sure you want to win "Science Fiction Literature"?"

Zhou Lin nodded and said, "It's inevitable!"

……

When Wang Baokang walked into the editorial office. Deputy editor-in-chief Li Zhou was a little dissatisfied and said: "Lao Wang, there are a lot of manuscripts these days, why are you still taking leave?

For this deputy editor-in-chief who is airborne, he can only pull advertisements and doesn't understand science fiction at all. Wang Baokang has been putting up with it for several years. Every time he saw Li Zhou's commanding appearance and red rosacea nose, Wang Baokang wanted to punch him, but he always thought of the burden of his family and his son who went to college, and endured it again and again.

Seeing Li Zhou again today, Wang Baokang was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I won't be in the future." ”

Li Zhou glanced sideways, and said in a voice that Wang Baokang could clearly hear: "The current employees are too unspeakable, and they don't have the spirit of taking the editorial department as their home!"

Wang Baokang returned to the three-square-meter cubicle, and Liu Ping next door came over. He said in a low voice: "He is the head of the editorial department, the things of the editorial department are used casually, and the money of the editorial department is spent casually!"

"Old Liu......" Wang Baokang hesitated, "Let's meet everyone in the evening, what I said last time has been settled." ”

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy, and asked in a very low voice, "There is a door?"

Wang Baokang nodded heavily: "There is a door...... But don't go out through too much wind, find someone you can trust first. ”

Liu Ping sneered: "Don't worry." Everyone just wants to get rid of them, even if they get a gorilla to be the editor-in-chief. It's also better than these bastards. No one will reveal this!"

That night, in a small restaurant near the editorial office, seventeen or eighteen people were expected to come to the gathering of seven or eight people, and almost half of the editorial office had arrived.

"Lao Wang, does anyone really want to buy the shares in our hands and take over the magazine?"

"Lao Wang. Don't drive away a pack of wolves and attract another tiger!"

"I'm worried now that if we sell our shares, we won't be able to reach the required 51% controlling stake, and it will be in vain!"

"yes. We only have 35% of the shares, and we don't have enough control when we all put them together. ”

Everyone was talking nonsense.

Wang Baokang waited for them to finish, and smiled: "I can't talk to you too much now. All I can say is that the acquirer has the funds for this acquisition. We have the strength and ability to make our magazine bigger and stronger. He has promised that after the acquisition of the magazine, he will not interfere too much in the internal affairs of the magazine, but will bring us a large number of high-quality work resources. As long as we work together, the magazine will definitely be better!"

Liu Ping interjected: "No matter what, it's better than being half-dead now!"

Some people also said hatefully: "Now our magazine has become a selection of essays for middle school students, if I didn't have to support my family, I would have stopped doing it a long time ago!"

"Yes, no matter what, it's better than now!"

But there are still some people who are worried: "What about shares, the most important thing now is shares." It's not enough for us to put together all the shares in our hands. If it can't be controlled, the magazine is still controlled by Zhang Tong and Li Zhou. ”

Everyone stopped and looked at Wang Baokang together.

Wang Baokang smiled and said: "You must not have paid attention to the news recently, Shudu, as a pilot of cultural restructuring, will sell the shares of government agencies in major cultural media from the end of this year." The Cultural Affairs Bureau has 30% of the shares of our magazine, and the 35% of the shares in our hands add up, which is more than enough to hold the shares!"

Everyone was stunned.

They really knew about this news, but they never thought about what Wang Baokang said.

If you think about it carefully, the situation Wang Baokang said is really possible. As long as someone buys 35% of the shares in everyone's hands, and then buys 30% of the shares in the hands of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and owns 65% of the shares, they will become the major shareholders of "Science Fiction Literature".

Thinking of this, Liu Ping was the first to say: "I don't care what you think, I'll do it! As long as I can make the magazine come alive, I'm willing to do anything!"

"I'll do it too!"

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

Everyone was outraged.

Wang Baokang looked at everyone's flushed faces, and said excitedly: "Don't worry, we will be able to succeed!"

Just when they were gathering and talking, at Songjiang Airport, Zhang Ting and Wang Xiaotian said goodbye, and Zhou Lin stood aside with a sense of déjà vu of an 800-watt light bulb.

After the two of them were tired of being crooked for a while, Wang Xiaotian said to Zhou Lin: "Boss Zhou, I'm going to set off." ”

"Thank you. Zhou Lin said.

Wang Xiaotian smiled: "It's not hard at all. I brought enough money, and I also brought Du Shao's strips, if I can't even do this little thing, I'll just find a piece of tofu and kill it. Besides, I'll take a 5% commission for such a simple thing, and you're simply giving me money, if I shout hard again, I'm still human?"

Zhou Lin said: "Then I wish you success, and when you come back, please drink a lot." ”

"Okay!" Wang Xiaotian waved goodbye to Zhou Lin and Zhang Ting and walked into the boarding gate.

Zhou Lin sent Wang Xiaotian away and sighed.

Zhang Ting asked suspiciously: "Boss, why are you sad?"

Zhou Lin said resentfully: "Do you think Du Shao's note was written in vain? In the next week, I have to work honestly in Director Ding's crew to pay off my debts!"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )