The headquarters of Boyi Publishing House at No. 29 Chengjiang Road in the downtown area of Shangdu.

Seeing that Tan Fengzhen walked out of his office again and came to the door to check the movement in the corridor, even though everyone was looking forward to someone's arrival, the American editor Zhao Yuexiao still couldn't help but joke: "Old Tan, it's not a new daughter-in-law to enter the door, you don't have to look at it over and over again like this, right?" ”

Tan Fengzhen saw that everyone was smiling and looked over, and pulled the hem of the new shirt he had just put on today, and also smiled: "Xiao Zhao, you said that he can become the 'Jin Yong' of our "Qingxu", it is related to everyone's job, and today's matter is more important than marrying a new daughter-in-law." ”

When the editor-in-chief said this, everyone laughed, but they didn't refute it.

have thought about the lately.

At the beginning of the month, the magazine's print run was forcibly cut to 5,000 copies, and everyone thought it was going to be finished, but who would have thought that just a popular novel would bring two reprints to the magazine.

That's right, twice.

After the first printing of 3,000 copies, as dealers continued to place orders, last Friday, Qingxu placed an additional order for 2,000 copies to the printing house, pushing the monthly sales of the magazine to 10,000 copies.

Although the hot sales period of the magazine at the beginning of the month has passed, and it is unlikely that it will be added again in the future, the sales volume has returned to 10,000, which is quite a safety line, so everyone no longer has to worry about unemployment.

What's more, this is just the beginning.

According to Fang Wei's relays after returning from Ha Yuan, everyone more or less knows about a certain 'youth literature' project, and they all feel very promising.

If today's things can be done, maybe soon, "Qingxu" can also move the office, and no longer have to be left in this dark corner on the north side of the building.

The key to all this is to 'participate in business'.

A 16-year-old boy whose real name is Su Hang.

Everyone was talking and laughing, there was a voice in the corridor, and Tan Fengzhen, who was still standing at the door, heard Fang Wei's voice and immediately gestured to everyone.

There was some hesitation.

Should I go back to the office, or should I just wait here?

Without waiting for Tan Fengzhen to make a choice, the three of them had already come to the entrance of the editorial department.

"Here, this is our office," Fang Wei introduced to the father and son on the side, only to find his own editor-in-chief standing at the door, momentarily surprised, then smiled and stepped aside: "Uncle Su, and Su Hang, this is our editor-in-chief, so I don't need to introduce it again." ”

failed to return, Tan Fengzhen was no longer entangled, welcomed the father and son into the door, and shook hands with Su Quanquan first: "Old Su, I'm sorry for you, I have to take the child on a trip." ”

Su Quanquan stretched out his hands and shook Tan Fengzhen: "It should be, it's not troublesome." ”

After a few words of greeting, Tan Fengzhen turned to Su Hang again, and was going to raise his hand and pat the young man's shoulder to show his closeness, but when he saw that the other party naturally reached over, he also held it: "Su Hang, everyone has read your other articles recently, and they are all looking forward to you." ”

Su Hang glanced at the people in the office and smiled: "Teacher Tan, don't dare to be this person." ”

"Heh, come, I'll introduce you first." Tan Fengzhen was not in a hurry to talk about things, and first turned to a table at the door: "This is Li Tong, don't look at the young, old qualified editor, I have been working in our "Qingxu" for nine years. ”

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello," Li Tong shook hands with the young man, and said, "Don't call the teacher, just call Brother Li." ”

"Okay, Brother Li."

Tan Fengzhen pointed to the next: "This is Zhang Lin, in charge of our 'Poetry Garden' column." ”

"Hello, Sister Zhang."

Zhang Lin shook hands with the young man, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Hello, Shenshang, I like your "Wheat Field in Dreams" very much, it is very poetic, if you write poems in the future, you can give it to me directly." ”

Su Hang nodded: "Okay." ”

Zhang Lin, who was obviously quite literate, didn't let him go, and asked: "I've always been curious, what does your pen name, Shenshang, mean?" ”

Everyone paid more attention to this problem.

Su Hang said: "If you don't see each other in life, you can move like a participant." ”

"It sounds very sad," Zhang Lin tasted it a little and asked, "But why is this sentence?" ”

"Secret."

Zhang Lin was stunned, not disappointed, but more interested, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't ask." ”

In the blink of an eye, I will introduce a circle.

came to the position of the American editor Zhao Yuexiao, Tan Fengzhen introduced it, and the two shook hands and greeted him.

"Hello, Sister Zhao."

"Heh, I'm going to call my aunt, but my sister can do it too."

As they spoke, they looked at each other.

Suzhou and Hangzhou are a kind of shallow men's scrutiny of women.

Because this woman in her thirties with very white skin is very beautiful, very charming, and her clothes are obviously better than the others around her, and there is a good smell on her body.

Zhao Yuexiao is exploring.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhao Yuexiao noticed the small detail that Tan Fengzhen wanted to pat his shoulder but ushered in the young man taking the initiative to shake hands.

Striking contrasts:

Tan Fengzhen wants to show an elder-like closeness.

The teenager's response was to pursue an equal attitude.

and then in the subsequent circle, Zhao Yuexiao felt that what she was going to talk about today was only afraid that people like Lao Tan, who were still a little bookish, couldn't control it.

However, this is not something to worry about.

Not in its place.

After chatting like this, Zhao Yuexiao watched her editor-in-chief lead the father and son to the inner office, and when Fang Wei brought the tea in, she closed the door again.

I was really curious, seeing that everyone was sticking out their heads, Zhao Yuexiao didn't want to be like that, so she simply got up and came to the door of her editor-in-chief, hugged her shoulders, and eavesdropped openly.

Seeing Sister Zhao like this, the younger Qin Siwei, Zhang Lin and Fang Wei also came over together.

Inside Tan Fengzhen's office.

The three of them sat down and looked at the teenager opposite again, and Tan Fengzhen remembered some things he had discussed with the president before.

It is necessary to press the teenager to sign a long-term contract.

At least five years of cooperation.

Keep royalties low.

It is best to buy out the first book, and the price should not exceed 30,000.

Exclusive is guaranteed.

In the future, you can't let him submit random manuscripts anymore.

It is necessary to ensure the yield.

Next, write 200,000 words a year.

That's right.

Since I want to be the first person in 'youth literature', I have to unconditionally cooperate with Boyi's follow-up publicity plans and be on call.

In the end, all of this must be clearly documented.

No reversal!

……

Recalling his president's list like this, it felt too difficult and not kind, Tan Fengzhen still had to bite the bullet and take the initiative to speak: "Su Hang, last time I asked Xiao Fang to visit you, we also fancy your potential." You're ...... It did give us a lot of surprises. However, I'm afraid it's not easy to publish a book. ”

Su Hang didn't feel surprised, and followed Tan Fengzhen's tone: "Teacher Tan, is there any problem?" ”

"Question, this ......" Tan Fengzhen thought for a while and said, "You may not know that this book requires a book number, and some people even have to spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy a book number in order to publish a book." ”

Su Hang and Tan Fengzhen sat opposite each other, and Su Quanquan, who didn't plan to interject, sat alone on the side, listening to Tan Fengzhen say that a book number would cost tens of thousands, and couldn't help but look at his son.

Su Quanquan also vaguely heard about 'publishing books at his own expense'.

I didn't expect it to be so expensive.

If you really want to post tens of thousands, the father and son will go home directly, which is not affordable.

Su Hang and Tan Fengzhen looked at each other, not surprised, but curious: "Teacher Tan, what is the purpose of the person who spends tens of thousands of dollars to buy a book number to publish a book?" ”

"Huh?"

"Asking for a name, right?"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes."

"These are two things," Su Hang said: "Mr. Tan, I think that what we are discussing today is a cooperation, a business cooperation, not the issue of me wanting to spend money to seek fame." ”

Tan Fengzhen: "......"

Outside the door, Zhao Yuexiao, who was originally holding her shoulder, heard this, and couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her smooth face.

Want to laugh.

What is this?

'Old scalper' vs. 'little fox'?

The door continues.

Su Hang quickly said again: "Teacher Tan, in fact, I have also learned some things in advance, and I know that it should be quite difficult to publish a book in Boyi now." ”

Tan Fengzhen felt that the young man had lost a step over, and hurriedly caught it: "Yes, it's not easy." ”

"I heard that Boyi owes more than 7 million foreign debts and has been knocked out by the printing house."

Tan Fengzhen: "......"

Who?!

Where did you hear that?

Dirty people's innocence out of thin air!

Outside the door, Zhao Yuexiao covered her mouth and laughed softly.

Slap in the face!

The corners of their mouths were curled at the corners of their mouths.

Inside the door.

Seeing that Tan Fengzhen was embarrassed, Su Hang took the initiative to change the topic: "Mr. Tan, I have recently become interested in philately, one of the stamps, the title is 'Taihu Lake Dongting Mountain', I think there is a conflict, Taihu Lake and Dongting, aren't they two lakes?" ”

"You are mistaken, Su Hang," the young man changed the topic, Tan Fengzhen only felt relaxed, and hurriedly said: "The Dongting here is not Dongting Lake, but Dongting Mountain, I happened to be to Taihu Lake in my early years, Dongting Mountain, the scenery is indeed very beautiful." ”

"So that's the case," Su Hang nodded suddenly, and asked again: "By the way, there is another one, "The Lady of the Kingdom of Qiu", do you know Mr. Tan?" ”

Know!

Tan Fengzhen was a little more energetic, and said: "This is a work by the Tang Dynasty painter Zhang Xuan, in which Mrs. Qiu Guo is the third sister of the famous Yang Guifei Yang Yuhuan, the painting shows the luxurious scene of Mrs. Qiu Guo's spring outing, which indirectly shows Tang Xuanzong's excessive favor to the Yang family, which is also one of the banes of the Anshi Rebellion." By the way, the 'Kingdom of Yu' also has allusions, and the false way is to cut down the country, you know? ”

"Yes."

"It's also a very philosophical story."

"Teacher Tan, then why is it 'Mrs. Qiuguo' again, I mean, is there any basis for this canonization?"

As the editor-in-chief of a literary magazine, Tan Fengzhen's knowledge has accumulated rich enough over the decades, and he nodded again when he heard this: "Yes, there are many doorways among them......

The more the two chatted, the more interested they became, however, whether it was Su Quanquan on the side, or Zhao Yuexiao and others outside the door, they were gradually confused.

Right?

How did you start stamp collecting?

Dongting Mountain.

False Path.

What the heck?

Isn't it about publishing cooperation?

That one......

Hurry, the 'Youth Literature' project?

Stamp collecting, let's put it first!

Inside Tan Fengzhen's office.

The two chatted for a while, and when Tan Fengzhen explained in detail the various rules of the ancient title canonization, the young man looked harmless, nodded, and then spoke:

"Mr. Tan, you are very knowledgeable, so I think we can talk more about these in the future, scenery, allusions, history, and of course, literature. As for this cooperation, it's a very vulgar thing, why don't you contact the above and talk to me about it with another person? ”

"Poof......

Before the others could react, Zhao Yuexiao, who couldn't hold back again, had already laughed, and this time she didn't even have time to cover her mouth.

Still thinking about digression?

Originally waiting here!

Zhao Yuexiao smiled, and couldn't help but reorganize the conversation between the two just now.

From the very beginning, Tan Fengzhen did not grasp the slightest initiative, and the young man should quickly judge that his own editor-in-chief was neither suitable to negotiate with him, nor did he have the power to make decisions. However, the other party did not put it forward bluntly, but instead designed a set of words on the fly, which not only achieved his own goal, but also did not break things up, and even cleverly pulled into the relationship with Tan Fengzhen, and unconsciously gained more favor.

After clarifying this, Zhao Yuexiao's smile was already a little more shocked.

Oh, my God!

Where is this 'little fox', this is all fine, at least nine tails!

Inside the door.

Tan Fengzhen was embarrassed at first, but when he heard a series of laughter following Zhao Yuexiao outside the door, he calmed down, shook his head with a wry smile, and quickly nodded again: "Yes, too, Su Hang, heh...... Let's talk about this later. Well, if you go out and wait, I'll get in touch with the 'above'. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the phone on his desk.

Tan Fengzhen also understood.

Thinking back to the first few sentences of dialogue, what book number he was talking about, the young man on the other side should know much more than he imagined, save face for himself, and then come back.

Now, here it is again.

What else to talk about?

It's not an opponent at all!

Originally.

What I should have talked to this young man about is the article.

Well......

In the future, I will be able to learn all kinds of things.

In that case, let's stop being bored with ourselves, and let the person upstairs worry about it.