Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Gathering
Kang Yang said: "Do you want to take a look at the recent reader questionnaire?" I'm afraid that I'll cut all your novels now and keep Mr. Xiang alone, which probably won't have any impact on sales, so don't think too highly of yourself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and my newspaper does not owe you, two yuan for a thousand words, I am afraid that it is a lot more than your remuneration in Beiping. ”
"This is also what we deserve, the sales volume is so high, two yuan for a thousand words is too little." Fang Bai retorted.
"Oh, you yourself are very confident, but you don't know that you have been blinded by Mr. Xiang's light! Let you publish it separately, even if there is a thousand or not, if you don't believe in tomorrow's edition, let you see how about it? ”
"You!" Song Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly, pointed at Kang Yang's nose, and blocked his chest in one breath, only to feel depressed.
"Manager Kang, what you said is too much!" Fang Baidao.
Kang Yang continued: "You are just writing novels, writing novels is to make money, don't be too temperamental, otherwise you will lose your reputation if you don't make money!" There are many good novels written by me, and there are more than ten fingers better than yours, so don't think too highly of yourself. Remember that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people! ”
"Okay, don't say it, Mr. Kang's move is also for our consideration, we don't write it well, the sales volume is overtaking, and we can't blame others." Xiang Shuai came to these people today mainly to discuss ways to deal with them, and the matter has come to this point, and there is no need to quarrel again.
"Well, Mr. Xiang has a point." Song Xiao sat down, everyone suppressed the anger in their hearts, and Mr. Xiang still had to give face.
After the quarrel just now, everyone has no thoughts in their hearts, and they have their own ghosts! Song Xiao, Fang Bai, and Qin Xuan were worried about what Mr. Xiang would do if he lost, but they quickly dispelled their worries, and saw that the data that Kang Yang had brought over was only more than a hundred more issues, and he would be able to catch up tomorrow. Xiang Shuai thought in his heart, maybe it was really the same as Kang Yang said, maybe Song Xiao's novel was too bad, resulting in a small increase in sales, if according to Kang Yang's suggestion, replace two or three famous Shanghai novelists to write with three people, it may not be impossible to win. But isn't this method cheating?
With Mr. Xiang's pride, he would definitely not use this method, but he regretted a little in his heart that he brought these descendants to fight, but he didn't expect to end up pitting himself. But things have developed to this point, and there is no way to do it, so we can only bite the bullet.
The discussion lasted for two hours, but nothing came of it, and everyone dispersed. When Kang Yang was leaving, he still invited Xiang Shuai to the newspaper office for a gathering.
Kang Yang smiled helplessly: "These posteriors have a big temper, and it's not easy to cooperate." ”
Mr. Xiang also discovered this, Song Xiao, Fang Bai, and Qin Xuan have an average level of writing novels, but they are arrogant and arrogant, and they don't pay attention to anyone, which may be due to the fact that the name of the sect master of the Xiang Shuai Southern School is still a little respectful. As a woman, Li Yu is much more mature than these three men.
Xiang Shuai said: "Mr. Kang, don't worry about today's affairs, the future generations are open-mouthed." ”
Kang Yang smiled freely: "It's okay, Mr. Xiang doesn't have to apologize in person." It's just the method I told Mr. Xiang before, I don't know if Mr. Xiang has thought about it. ”
"Find a few famous artists to replace them?" Xiang Shuai thought about it, even though these juniors are unreliable, but using this method is cheating! Even if you win, what can you do?
"Sooner rather than later." Kangyang Road.
waved his hand to Shuai and said in a deep voice: "If Mr. Kang wants to talk about this matter again, I will never agree." Specifically, I will find Xu Weinan, editor-in-chief Xu, and let him create some momentum, if he still loses in the end, then I am also convinced. ”
"That's fine." Kang Yang said, Xiang Shuai said this, Kang Yang also respected his ideas. After continuing to discuss, the two separated. People are not in harmony, and it is difficult to do things, Xiang Shuai naturally understands this truth, but the practices of these descendants really make Xiang Shuai feel cold.
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In the private room upstairs in Emeichun, Yan Buwen, Xiao Rong, Ruan Lingyu, Lu Yan, Lin Fangping, Hua Shurong, Ni Hui, Donggua, Wanyu, and deputy editor-in-chief Chen Xiaonan sat around a table. Lu Yan had long wanted to invite Mr. Yan to have a meal, but he was usually busy rushing the manuscript of the novel, and he encountered Wanyu coming from Beiping, so he postponed it a lot.
There are very few people who can drink alcohol, so Lu Yan asked for a small bottle of rice wine, and Lu Yan, Yan Buwen, Lin Fangping, Ni Hui, and Chen Xiaonan were responsible for splitting the light, and the other girls plus Lu Yan's wife Wanyu drank a little tea or fruit tea. Lu Yan first poured fruit tea for the ladies, and then poured rice wine for Yan Buwen and them, Lu Yan, Lin Fangping, and Ni Hui were not alcoholic, so they could only accompany Yan Buwen to drink less. Chen Xiaonan's amount of wine is okay, so he will score more.
Lu Yan raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Thank you for your face appreciation today, I will give you a small glass first." ”
"Mr. Lu, you are too polite."
"Yes, everyone knows each other, don't be so angry."
Lu Yan was happy, everyone got up and laughed, Lu Yan drank a small glass of wine, and then said: "There are two happy events to celebrate today, the first is that Mr. Yan was promoted to editor-in-chief." At the beginning, I was introduced by Brother Zhao and was fortunate to meet Mr. Yan, although I am not a maxima, but Mr. Yan must be Bole, from the moment I met Mr. Yan, it was an opportunity for my life to change. Mr. Yan is so talented that becoming the editor-in-chief is also expected. ”
After Lu Yan said this, Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong felt the same way, if they hadn't listened to it, they would still be unknown writers of novels, and their remuneration would be low. Mr. Yan is not only a Bole, but also a discerning talent who can transform ordinary horses into thousands of miles. In addition to these two people, Chen Xiaonan also felt that although he was more diligent in his work, he was not good at currying favor with his superiors, but if he didn't listen to it, he would still be a small editor. But Yan Buwen's deeds are not only that, he took Ruan Lingyu into the film and drama school, appreciated Ni Hui's talent and made him a secretary, pleaded for Donggua so that he could continue to work, and introduced a girlfriend to Wanyu to introduce the work of the water boiling room of the printing factory. Even if it is Xiao Rong, she feels that with her aunt here, the world has become much more interesting.
Yan Buwen is like a lighthouse, giving them a way forward.
"Yes, Mr. Yan has to say a few words." Everyone coaxed, and the private room was filled with a warm atmosphere, Yan didn't hear the invitation of so many people, thought for a while, and was ready to speak. Xiao Rong on the side hurriedly muttered a few words: "You don't have to say a few words, otherwise the dishes will be cold." ”
"Haha......" Everyone laughed, but Xiao Rong wondered, what she said was so funny?
Yan ignored the logic for a while, affirmed your work, and hoped that everyone would work together in the future. After that, everyone wished a lot, hoping that Donggua would get married as soon as possible, that Ruan Lingyu would study well in the film and drama school, that Lu Yan, Lin Fangping, and Hua Shurong would write their novels better and better, that Ni Hui would find a girlfriend as soon as possible, that Chen Xiaonan would go further in his work, and that Wanyu could find a sense of home in Shanghai. Yan Buwen's words are gentle and affectionate, everyone is from Tiannan and Haibei, Ruan Lingyu and Xiaorong were born in Shanghai, Lu Yan and Wanyu are from Beiping, Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong are from Yangzhou, Ni Hui is from Ningbo, Zhejiang, Donggua is from Jiangxi, and Chen Xiaonan is from Shandong. It is also fate to be able to gather here, whether it is subordinates, apprentices, or friends, it is also a blessing to let them have a kind of family warmth.
There is no place to be in troubled times, only warmth and touching.