Zheng Yuanjie was originally very happy for Wang Debao, but seeing that He Yuankui was really resolute in arranging it, he was a little restless.

The deadline for changing the manuscript is a big deal, and the entire editorial department needs to act together - the proofreading editor must cross-proofread three times, and the typesetting editor must rearrange the manuscript according to the number of words, so that there can be no situation where there is half a page or even a few lines that occupy a whole page.

In those days, there was no computer typesetting, and the author's contributions were all handwritten, so if you want to turn it into a lead print, you must typeset and edit the typesetting, and then use a Chinese character printer to type out the sample word by word. After confirming that there is no problem, it will be taken to the printing house, and the technician there will match the lead lettering before starting to print.

Wang Debao had seen the most advanced Toshiba typewriter in those days, and it was not easy to memorize the positions of hundreds of commonly used Chinese characters, not to mention the tight time, heavy tasks, and no mistakes...... The point is that if you type one wrong, it's all scrapped and you have to start all over again.

Wang Debao is only glad that he doesn't use any rare words in his novel.

And this entire assembly line, because of He Yuankui's order, almost all the work that had been completed had to be torn down and restarted.

It is impossible to say that there are no complaints in the entire editorial office and the printing house, after all, no one likes unexpected situations, urgent tasks, and it is too easy to make mistakes. It's not a surprise, it's a fright.

With a phone call from the boss, the workers have to fight for the risk of sudden death, and the era when they dare not have a word of complaint is 20 years later, not now.

You must know that now everyone is a state-owned enterprise, the master of the country, everyone has a sense of ownership, and now it is not a social animal who will treat 996 as a blessing in 20 years, so correspondingly, He Yuankui still has to rely more on his prestige and charm, and even favors, to force his own orders.

At the same time, once something happens, He Yuankui himself will bear full responsibility.

So as a good friend, Zheng Yuanjie began to fidget...... He saw that He Yuankui's busyness had come to an end a little, and immediately pulled He Yuankui aside, and whispered: "It's too risky, Xiao Wang's article I also admit that it is very well written, but it doesn't have any impact to put down one, you retract the manuscript and change the article on the expiration date, what will you do if something happens?" ”

Wang Debao didn't want to go, and whispered: "Editor-in-chief He, I'm really not in a hurry, it's all a joke to cut the queue or something, don't take risks for this, I don't want to go." ”

He Yuankui smiled slightly, a bright smile bloomed on his wrinkled face, and he said meaningfully: "I am indeed taking a risk by doing this, but it is also an opportunity...... I won't say much in detail, you two know, I'm not a reckless person, haha, I'm done in a few days, please drink with you. ”

slapped Wang Debao on the shoulder twice, and He Yuankui smiled extremely gently and kindly: "Xiao Wang, Lao Zheng is not wrong, you are a genius, welcome to submit more contributions, next time you have a new draft, just give it to me directly." ”

Then He Yuankui hammered Zheng Yuanjie's chest and said, "I won't go home for a few days, Lao Zheng, you help me entertain Xiao Wang." ”

Zheng Yuanjie looked at He Yuankui's radiant appearance, and muttered a little suspiciously: "How many years has this old guy not been so excited, don't take medicine, right?" ”

The corners of Wang Debao's eyes twitched, you two really deserve to be good friends, and if you complain about each other, you are all the same.

Wait a minute......

Wang Debao suddenly remembered something and said, "I haven't signed the contract yet, is this the end?" ”

Zheng Yuanjie was stunned: "What contract?" ”

"Isn't it necessary to sign a contract after the manuscript? Signing a contract or not? "Wang Debao's eyes widened, big brother, you can't talk to me, you won't even sign the contract for me, so how can my rights and interests be guaranteed?

"Who told you to sign a contract?" Zheng Yuanjie's eyes also widened, and he said incredulously: "I have been writing children's literature for several years, and I have never signed a contract, and I have never signed a contract to publish a collection. ”

Wang Debao was speechless for a moment, then how can your rights and interests be guaranteed, in case......

Wait, now it's 1984, it seems that there is really no contract to sign a manuscript, the author submits, and the manuscript is passed, and when the newspaper and magazine are published and distributed, the author will receive the sample journal and manuscript fee in the mail, and there is no place to sign a contract in the whole process.

Even if most authors are rejected, they will not receive a rejection letter, and when newspapers and magazines are published, they will see if there is any work of their own, and it will be over.

Wang Debao patted his head, he is applying the model of signing an online article thirty years later to the present, which is indeed inappropriate...... Not to mention 30 years later, 20 years later, few people still read newspapers and magazines, and paper media is a form of media that has been eliminated.

But now it is 1984, the most prosperous era of print media, but it is also the last glory.

"You're a newcomer, so there's no room for negotiation, but it's good to wait until you publish this article." Zheng Yuanjie pulled Wang Debao out of the editorial office, and taught earnestly as he walked: "Don't worry about how much the manuscript fee is, publish the important ones first, and then you can continue to write high-quality works." ”

"Don't worry, Lao Zheng, I can tell you right now, I don't plan to make a fortune by writing, it's almost impossible, so the manuscript fee is about the same, I'm not greedy," Wang Debao said bluntly: "But I want to make a name for myself by writing, which is the most important thing for me." ”

"When I'm your age, it would be nice if I could see things so thoroughly like you." Zheng Yuanjie understood what Wang Debao meant in seconds, and said with some emotion.

Wang Debao smiled: "It's not too late...... Eh, don't hit anyone, why are you still in a hurry? ”

Zheng Yuanjie punched Wang Debao and was triumphant: "Lao Tzu has been a soldier." ”

Wang Debao rolled his eyes and said, "The entire editorial department is working overtime, I'm a little embarrassed, Lao Zheng, how about I buy some fruit and send it?" ”

Zheng Yuanjie waved his hand again and again: "Don't, you have a good heart, but if someone says that you bribe the editor, what should you do?" Originally, there was nothing to do with the editors, and the decision-making was made by Lao He alone, but the dirty water was deducted, they couldn't avoid it, and they did eat the fruit you sent, so they couldn't say it clearly...... If you are them, are you aggrieved? At this time, you will hate the person who made the small report? Or do you hate the person who brings you fruit? ”

Wang Debao was stunned, suddenly sighed, and said, "It's not easy to be a person...... Then I really didn't say anything at all, so they didn't hate me anymore? ”

Zheng Yuanjie said meaningfully: "After your novel is published, it has caused enough repercussions, and you have become famous...... Then you give fruits, gifts, and no one says anything, because at that time, it means that they have a discerning talent, and the meaning is completely different. ”

Wang Debao pondered carefully, it was really like this, and suddenly sighed again.

Zheng Yuanjie sighed: "But I still don't understand, why is Lao He so anxious, and he has to forcibly rush to this issue and publish your novel?" What the hell is this old boy pondering? ”

Yes, even a layman knows that this matter is very risky, but He Yuankui still forcibly got on the horse, and he had to do it...... So what is he trying to do?

Wang Debao's eyes flickered, he had a little guess, but he wasn't very sure...... It's a children's book after all, is it really?