Hearing the choked voice of his lover on the phone, Peng Jinzhang hurriedly replied: "Is it the reporter from your hometown?" ”

"Yes," Fan Jinshi nodded slowly: "It's him, he told me when he left Dunhuang, he will definitely help you come to me as soon as possible......"

The honest and honest Peng Jinzhang and Fan Jinshi are both classmates of the History Department of Peking University.

Now Mr. Peng is already the deputy director of the Department of Archaeology of Wuhan University.

Since the Department of Archaeology of Wuhan University had just been established, the school never approved Mr. Peng's repeated requests.

Without a series of news reports about Dunhuang, Mr. Peng's transfer application would not have been approved until seven years later.

However, all this was swayed by several articles in the newspaper, especially one of them called "The Mysterious Power Behind the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhua".

Due to the strong lethality of the title, the masses who did not care about Dunhuang were held and watched for a while.

Who knows, I was moved by a mess at first glance.

In particular, in the article, I learned that Fan Jinshi, a high-achieving student at Peking University, could not take care of each other due to long-term separation.

First, the eldest son rolled out of bed and fell into the coal pile, and then the younger son looked for his mother along the railroad and lost himself twice......

This is worth it, and for a while, the letters received by the relevant departments were all aimed at this matter.

Whether Fan Jinshi and his wife can reunite has also become the top priority in the hearts of some people.

"If it weren't for Reporter Jiang, our family wouldn't know when we would be reunited," Mr. Peng sighed incomparably:

"It's still the comrades from your hometown who protect you!"

"Hmm," Fan Jinshi was speechless with excitement at this moment.

A native of the magic capital, for the first time, she has the concept of a fellow countryman.

"By the way, when will Ling and Dabao come to Dunhuang," Fan Jinshi couldn't wait: "When you come, remember to bring Xiaoqiang a can of White Rabbit toffee......"

"You say slow down, I'll take the note,"

Peng Jinzhang remembered happily, feeling more excited than when he got married: "So much, I'll just move home for you!" ”

"You're going to move here!"

"Hahaha......"

……

Half a month ago, because the publishing house came to the door to ask for books, Shen Congwen, who was excited to open Moutai, has always looked sad in the past two days.

At this time, he was circling around Huang Yongyu's painting case!

Looking at his cousin walking around in front of him, Huang Yongyu's head was getting bigger:

"I said cousin, can you go back to your house and go around, it hurts my brain."

"Home?" Shen Congwen finally stopped: "Who will help me make an idea when I go home?" ”

"But I can help you come up with ideas, and you don't like it?"

"You're just fooling around," Shen Congwen waved his hand and continued pacing!

In half a month, 5 or 6 publishing houses have found Shen Congwen's door.

The purpose of coming here is the same, to obtain the publishing rights of the book "Ancient Costume Research".

This will, Huang Yongyu is funny when he thinks about it: "Either there is no one, or there are so many as soon as it comes." ”

"That's right," Shen Congwen also shook his head with a wry smile: "It's really not good, I can only do what you say, and I can get the lot!" ”

"Don't," Huang Yongyu got serious again: "Don't wait for the release to go wrong, I really can't bear this responsibility." ”

Shen Congwen suddenly thought of someone: "Why don't you call Xiao Jiang and ask him what his opinion is, I owe him a lot of money for this matter!" ”

"How can he understand the affairs of the publishing house?"

Huang Yongyu remembered the pen and calligraphy of Jiangshan at the beginning, and still asked for the relationship with the publishing house he found: "But when you mention Xiaojiang, I think of something!" ”

"What's the matter?"

"You'll find out in a moment!"

A few minutes later, Jiang Shan, who was sitting in the office watching TV, picked up the phone on the table.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for you,"

Huang Yongyu knew that it was Jiangshan as soon as he heard it: "Why do you answer every time you call your office, don't you have any subordinates?" ”

"Don't mention it, I don't even know who's in charge!"

After speaking, Jiang Shan glanced at Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling, who were working hard.

"Don't look at your youth and bully you," Huang Yongyu took it seriously:

"Let me tell you Xiao Jiang, you can't learn from my cousin, he is just too polite to Fan Zeng's grandson, so he will bite him in turn."

Shen Congwen pointed at Huang Yongyu and shook his head: "Why not stop one bite!" ”

"Do you hear that? More than a bite! ”

"Are you with Shen Lao?" Jiang Shan hurriedly asked, "How is his book?" Anyone's interested, right? ”

"There you have it," Huang Yongyu couldn't help but laugh: "Your old Shen is worried about this!" ”

"Worried about this?" Jiang Shan was surprised: "The price has not been negotiated? ”

"You're really my own nephew,"

Huang Yongyu slapped his thigh and said to Shen Congwen: "Uncle Cousin, let's just do this, whoever publishes the manuscript with a high fee will publish it!" ”

"The one with the highest price wins?" Shen Congwen was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head decisively: "People are so good that Professor Shen is long, Professor Shen has been calling for a long time, and I can't open this mouth." ”

"I guess so, why don't I talk to you about it?"

"That's not even more so, you're also an influential artist."

"Artists also have to eat!"

"Yongyu," Shen Congwen persuaded with a smile: "Don't forget your original intention, how did we say it before?" As long as there are publishers willing to publish, I am willing to spend money! ”

Huang Yongyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this time, he had already remembered that his cousin had already donated most of his net worth.

Do you talk to such people about money?

"Did you hear Xiaojiang," Huang Yongyu asked into the microphone.

"It's so impressive! I want to learn from Shen Lao. ”

"You don't come to this set," Huang Yongyu directly pierced the country.

"Hehe," Jiang Shan smiled: "Listening to the two of you, it seems that there are not a few publishers who have come up with this book, right?" ”

"As of this morning," Huang Yongyu told the truth, "there are already six publishing houses." ”

"So much?" Jiang Shan really didn't expect it.

"No," Huang Yongyu smiled: "Look at your old Shen's worries!" ”

"If the first publishing house to come to the door is not bad," Jiang Shan suggested: "It's better to give it to it." ”

"The first publishing house?" Huang Yongyu hesitated.

"The first publishing house to find is definitely more optimistic about Shen Lao's books than others," Jiang Shan thinks:

"The ones that came after that were probably a little worried, and they all lacked the guts of the first publishing house...... Therefore, we should also support units that are optimistic about themselves. ”

"Well said," Jiang Shan said, Huang Yongyu firmly believed that he was a good comrade with affection and righteousness.

"Uncle Cousin, do you remember which publishing house first looked for you?"

"Of course I remember," Shen Congwen's good memory has always been famous in the industry: "He is a comrade of the Commercial Publishing House." ”

Huang Yongyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, this is a very powerful publishing house: "Then it's better to let the business publishing house distribute it." ”

"Why?"

"Because it's the first publisher to come to you...... Huang Yongyu said Jiangshan's words:

"Besides, if someone asks about it later, you will directly and proudly say that there are too many units to find, so you have to hand over the book to the first publisher who comes to you."

"Hmm,"

After only thinking about it for a while, Shen Congwen nodded in agreement: "This should be the best result!" ”

Jiang Shan on the other end of the phone also heard a familiar name: Business Press.

In memory, it was supposed to be the same as the Academy of Social Sciences, and found Shen Lao's door two years later.

It seems that everything is still moving according to the trajectory of history.

"Xiao Jiang," the voice on the phone woke up Jiang Shan, who had deserted: "I'll tell you good news." ”

"I love to hear the good news."

"Your pen notebook may have to be reprinted."

"So fast?" This is really good news for Jiang Shan: "Who do you listen to? ”

"Remember Jiang Feng of CAFA," Huang Yongyu said with a pipe:

"He is about to be promoted to dean, and when I called him to say hello, he specifically mentioned you, saying that the Education Publishing House is studying the details of the reprint, and it is estimated that you will be notified soon to come to Yanjing to sign an agreement."

"It's really good," Jiang Shan lit a cigarette and happily put his legs on the desk: "Uncle Yongyu, I have prepared a good thing for you, and I will bring it with you when the time comes." ”

Huang Yongyu took a puff of his cigarette: "I got my pipe?" ”

"It seems that I can't hide anything from you!"

When the two of them, one south and one north, were chatting happily, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the office.

Jiang Shan looked out the window, and Jiang Zhuangzhuang on the side immediately stood up: "I'll go and see what's going on." ”

A few minutes later, Jiang Zhuangzhuang ran back: "Go and see, boss, someone has sent a fax machine to our newspaper office, and I want you to receive it!" ”

"It's coming!"

Jiang Shan jumped up and ended Yanjing's call as quickly as possible.

……

In the office of the deputy director of Pujiang Synthetic Detergent Factory, Deputy Director Ma was excitedly grabbing the phone:

"Director Xu, the selection of "The Cat Emperor of Xiangjiang" went even more smoothly than expected......

He looked at the newspapers on the table,

Some time ago, "White Cat Laundry Detergent" has published advertisements for the "Xiangjiang Cat Emperor" prize campaign in a number of well-known Xiangjiang newspapers.

"Not only has it attracted the enthusiasm of the people of Hong Kong," said Deputy Director Ma, "even the people of Macao have come to sign up." ”

"Yes," Xu Ju's eyes couldn't hide his surprise: "There are so many cats?" ”

"I'll send you the photos in two days," Deputy Director Ma didn't expect: "These cats are really beautiful, and a few of them are as beautiful as Comrade Jiangshan's paintings!" ”

"I forgot if you didn't mention Xiao Jiang," Xu Ju remembered what Jiang Shan handed him: "Is Comrade Zhong Chuhong still wearing that dress?" ”

"I sent it as soon as possible," Deputy Director Ma calculated: "I guess I should have received it......"

In the Hyatt Regency Hotel at 67 Nathan Road in Xiangjiang, Zhong Chuhong was looking at the clothes on the hanger with surprised eyes.

"This ......" she blinked a pair of big beautiful eyes, "how do you wear this shirt?" ”

(End of chapter)