Chapter 35: "Ghost Tales"

"How's it going, are you still used to staying lately?" Yang Qian looked at Lin Fan with a smile, and there was a look of admiration on her face that was difficult to hide.

Lin Fan was a little uncomfortable with her, and the strange eyes of those colleagues not far away made him feel like a man.

After a few quick bites of food, he replied, "It's not bad, with Xu Huaiyuan helping me, I can get started with many things." ”

"Well, I heard Editor-in-Chief Xu mention that you have unearthed a few good manuscripts." Yang Qian said in a natural tone, "You are so powerful, it's really condescending to do this." ”

Lin Fan's old face flushed.

He knew the girl had misunderstood him.

I think that the play with Xiao Vine was too realistic, which not only made Zhang Wen, the prince of the dignified and brilliant real estate, call him the "boss" one by one, but also made this strong woman with an extraordinary background worship so much.

Maybe you can consider making movies in the future. He thought unconsciously.

Yang Qian obviously sensed Lin Fan's absent-mindedness, but she didn't care.

Naturally, you have to be a bit of a master, and if you are as unpleasant as the other suitors of your own. Yang Qian thought proudly.

Just when the two were chatting with each other, a male voice suddenly came.

"Sissi, how can you eat here?"

Lin Fan's brows furrowed slightly.

The place where the two of them are located is the cafeteria of the Provincial Publishing Group, which is similar in scale to the university that Lin Fan attended before, but the food is many times more delicious than the university cafeteria, and now there is suddenly such a feel-good guy talking in this tone, could it be that he used to eat pig food?

Yang Qian's face also flashed with a trace of disgust, and she didn't look back: "It has nothing to do with you!" ”

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?"

Lin Fan clearly heard a little smug in the man's voice.

Then, he was tapped on the shoulder: "Hey, you give it up!" ”

This commanding tone made Lin Fan even more unhappy.

He continued to eat without raising his head, but inadvertently saw the expression on Yang Qian's face become full of anticipation.

"Get out of the way, hear no!" The voice was angry, and it slapped on Lin Fan's shoulder with more force.

Lin Fan turned his head lightly, was slightly stunned when he saw the man's face, and then frowned and said, "This chair belongs to yours?" ”

He still remembered that face, it was the guy who hurriedly squeezed into the elevator and closed the door a few days ago, and heard Xu Huaiyuan say that it was the nephew of the deputy minister of information.

"Okay, you've got it!" The man's face was ugly, and he glared at Lin Fan angrily, "Do you dare to sue me, which department are you?" ”

"He's my man." Yang Qian said without hesitation, "Don't you want to fight any crooked ideas!" ”

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitched, secretly thinking about what it meant to be "he is my person".

The man looked constipated, his eyes widened incredulously, and then he suddenly said, "Oh, he is that Lin Fan!" ”

Immediately, he said in a strange manner: "I heard that for this Lin Fan, you drove that Yu Chang away?" ”

"So what?" Yang Qian said, "It has nothing to do with you!" ”

"It doesn't matter what you mean, don't forget the relationship between my parents and your parents!" When the man said this, he squinted at Lin Fan with a condescending gaze, which meant that it was self-evident.

It's just that this matter has no effect on Lin Fan, after all, he doesn't have any other thoughts about Yang Qian.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Yang Qian got up and said to Lin Fan, "I'm full, let's go." ”

Lin Fan took the tissue she handed and wiped his mouth, then shrugged at the man, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, the man's face gradually distorted, revealing a chill.

……

"His father is in the provincial organization department, and my father used to be comrades-in-arms, and the two have a good relationship, so the two families want to match me and him, but I have never had a good impression of him." Yang Qian explained to Lin Fan, "By the way, that guy is very careful, you have to be careful." ”

At the end, she grinned and added, "Of course, you must not be afraid. ”

Lin Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, this girl really looked up to him.

But what she said is right, she didn't break the law and didn't mess with discipline, that guy wants to trouble him, at most from money, so it is really not much of a threat to him at present.

……

The next day, the "Ghost Story" magazine under the Provincial Publishing Group held its first editorial meeting.

The meeting was organized by Yang Qian, the executive deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, that is, the actual speaker, and the theme was the revision of the magazine.

"Since the beginning of the previous year, our magazine sales have been getting worse day by day, from a group's trump card project to the current crane tail...... So, I want you to brainstorm why our magazine is the way it is. ”

After listening to Yang Qian's words, there was silence in the huge conference room, Lin Fan squinted and saw that everyone was sitting upright, looking ahead, but their minds were obviously out of the world.

"Editor-in-Chief Zheng, you should be the first batch of old people after the establishment of the journal, tell me your opinion?" Seeing that no one answered for a long time, Yang Qian asked directly by name.

Editor-in-chief Zheng lifted his glasses and replied slowly: "If you want to say that magazine sales are declining, in fact, we are not the only one, the entire industry is shrinking. I think one of the main reasons is the diversification of choices, in the past, everyone would look for magazines and books if they wanted to read stories, but now the Internet is so developed, many people read it directly on their mobile phones and computers, which is cheaper and more convenient. ”

After a pause, he said: "For example, my youngest son holds a mobile phone all day long and reads online novels, and he doesn't even look at magazines, and he says that we old guys are outdated." ”

His words drew a chorus of echoes, followed by condemnation of the online article.

"yes, what are the things on the Internet, there are a lot of typos, the sentences don't make sense, I can't bear to read it."

"It's just that, it's all mental garbage, and I don't know how anyone likes to watch it."

"It's still a magazine, the content in it is carefully selected."

……

Listening to these people's gossip, Lin Fan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In private, he is also an out-and-out lover of online literature, and after making a fortune some time ago, he also made up an alliance leader for several authors he liked, but now the text that accompanies him for several sleepless nights is so slandered by these people.

It's no wonder that magazine sales are so sluggish. He thought to himself.

A cursory glance showed that the people who said these words were "old people", and most of the young people did not say a word.

Smack!

Yang Qian clapped her hands and stopped the quarrel between these people.

"Honestly, I often look at the garbage you guys talk about."

As soon as she spoke, she told these people to obediently shut their mouths.

"Admittedly, the online article is indeed uneven and not rigorous enough, but have you ever wondered why it would develop so rapidly without it, and eat away at our market little by little?" She asked again.

"Rely on vulgarity to please the market." One of the editors-in-chief blurted out.

Yang Qian sneered: "As far as I know, the relevant departments are stricter than our entity's review of online articles." ”

Seeing that someone wanted to speak again, she waved her hand directly: "No need to discuss, if you follow your rigid thinking, our magazine will wait to go out of business." ”

A group of veteran editors who claimed to be experienced blushed and quietly glared at her with secret hatred.

"Xu Huaiyuan, tell me what you think." Yang Qian pointed at the fat man.

Xu Huaiyuan looked flattered and replied: "Innovate, I have been in the online literature circle for a while before, and I know some of the rules there, and most of the novels that can really become popular represent a genre, that is, an innovative model." ”

"That's right, isn't it just a picture of the imagination of the sky when you look at the online article." A young editor added.

Yang Qian bowed: "That's true, that's the purpose of our meeting today." ”

[PS: Look, there are still two days before the new book period, so update a chapter in the early morning, ask for a collection recommendation, I hope I can hit the new book list, thank you.] 】