Chapter 224: The Cruel Jungle
On the fourth day, Jin Peng came to Li Ye.
"Guo Donglun left, and he told me that if you go to Yangcheng, he will invite you to drink."
"Didn't he tell you anything these days?"
"No, he didn't contact us, he just went to a few shopping malls where we settled in, and it was like a whole day.
I thought he might still go to see the renovation site of Silk Street, but yesterday he suddenly left, leaving a sentence when he left"
Li Ye raised his eyebrows and asked, "What words?" β
Jin Peng said: "He said that our cooperation may be suspended at any time, and we must speed up our pace and step up our efforts." β
"Is this still up to him?" Li Ye smiled and said: "Call Hao Jian and let him know our situation, if we don't perform well at the Canton Fair, we will run out of food." β
"Can't be broken," Jin Peng said with a smile: "Recently, several outsourcing factories in Beijing have reacted to us, whether they can increase cooperation and produce raw materials by themselves, as long as we can ensure sales and settle the bill with cash." β
Li Ye smiled and asked, "You didn't agree?" β
"How could I not say yes?" Jin Peng said: "That Tian Hongshan contacted the shopping malls in the counties around the capital, as long as our sales staff are well trained, they can open immediately." β
"So, I'm an idler?"
"How can you be an idler," Jin Peng smiled and gave Li Ye a parcel: "Hong Kong Island has sent a courier, there are some jobs, only you can do it, others can't do it." β
Li Ye took it and saw that it was sent by Pei Wencong.
When I opened it, I saw that there were manuscripts of the book, all in English.
Several of the manuscripts are labeled with basic information about the authors, such as what they have published in the past, what awards they have won, etc., and it is obvious that the authors of these manuscripts are "well-known writers".
Li Ye thought about it, and still went to the post office to make an international call.
After the phone was connected, Li Ye said to Pei Wencong: "I received the manuscript from you in the mail, but I am not ready to participate in the comments.
Our original plan was to base everything on market reaction, so why did you list the manuscripts of several senior authors as a separate file? β
"It's a convention in the publishing world, and senior authors always have to be different,"
Pei Wencong explained: "These authors are somewhat influential, and if they work well, it will improve the topic of our award-winning papers.
This is indeed the case now, and many media outlets have commented on the work of several senior authors."
Li Ye thought for a while and said: "Then set up a best evaluation award, let readers provide evaluation letters to the organizer, and then select high-quality reviews to be published, let readers vote, and let more readers enthusiastically participate."
"In addition, if you don't have a trace, you can compare the works of ordinary contributors and senior contributors together, the topic is not higher, and the bonus can also be appropriately increased."
"Mr. Li, you say slow down, I'll remember it."
Pei Wencong hurriedly found a pen and paper and carefully wrote down a few of Li Ye's suggestions.
After memorizing it, he felt that Li Ye was a veteran in the publishing industry, and he was an old bird who had been in the industry for ten years, and he was like a novice.
But Pei Wencong didn't expect that there would be a kind of behavior called tearing in later generations.
Come on! Fanning the flames, sowing discord, and making them tear up, the harder they tear, the happier the audience.
"So Mr. Li, how do we decide the winner at the end of the day? Is it topical, or "
"Of course it's book sales," Li Ye said solemnly: "We are a serious publishing house, with the purpose of providing readers with the best works, and we definitely don't look at anyone's face, how many people are willing to book now?" β
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Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "It has exceeded 10,000 people, and it is still increasing, we expect that if there are 100,000 reservations, we will stop soliciting papers to avoid premature public plots." β
"So be it! Anything else? β
"No, there is another thing," Pei Wencong lowered his voice and whispered: "Mr. Li, the Hang Seng point has fallen by a hundred points, do you think?"
Li Ye asked a little strangely: "Isn't it too early to drop a hundred points from seven hundred points?" What did Luo Runbo say? He suggested stopping? β
Pei Wencong immediately said: "No, Luo Runbo also suggested continuing to do it." β
"Then what are you anxious about?" Li Ye said: "Professional people do professional things, don't interfere too much, otherwise Lao Luo will be very angry." β
Luo Runbo professional? If he were professional, he would be so miserable? This is your fortune, big guy! I just want to rub a little bit.
Pei Wencong said with a smile: "No, he thinks he has earned more than ten times, so he will ask you!" Since you can't tell the warehouse, then tell him to listen to you! β
"I don't sell it, you just let him wait for my news."
Li Ye did not expose Pei Wencong's little lie, he had just spoken to Luo Runbo on the phone the day before yesterday, Luo Runbo not only insisted on recommending holding, but also asked Li Ye if he was willing to increase financial leverage.
So Li Ye understood that Pei Wencong was following the trend and following his own style.
After Pei Wencong hung up the phone, he called Amin in.
"Sort out these points and send them to our overseas partners so that they can implement them as soon as possible."
As soon as Amin looked at the few suggestions on the paper, he complained: "Boss, you are a top student of HKU, if you don't do this kind of thing, if something goes wrong when I translate."
"If something goes wrong, I'll replace you," Pei Wencong threatened Amin with a straight face: "Don't you know how many cover letters we receive every day now?" Don't know how to be motivated? β
Amin: "."
Today's boss Pei has finally replaced the office area with an invincible sea view, the publishing house is rising, and a lot of newcomers have been recruited, all of whom have higher education than Amin.
But Amin firmly occupied the position of the company's second-in-command, Pei Wencong felt that she was a little floating, and he had to knock her.
"Good boss!"
Amin walked out of Pei Wencong's office and handed the piece of paper to the new young man.
"Sort out and translate these opinions, send them to our overseas partners, urge them to implement them as soon as possible, and if something goes wrong, you know the consequences."
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In the Kingdom of Great Britain in spring, there is a lot of rain, and most of it is showers, and after the rapid spring rain, those gloomy old buildings will glow with some clean colors.
Holding an umbrella, Yang Liqin walked quickly through the streets of Manchester, dodging the stagnant water splashed by cars on the street from time to time, and walked all the way into a Chinese-style archway, before she relaxed.
Yang Liqin has been in Britain for two years, and she knows that the security situation in Manchester is not as good as some people say, especially some people, who like these relatively weak female students.
But as long as she enters this archway, her black hair and yellow skin will win more goodwill, more warmth, because this is Chinatown.
Manchester Chinatown, the second Chinatown in Britain, was later known as the "British Station for Overseas Travelers".
China has been doing business with Manchester since 150 years ago.
Bin Chun, the envoy of the Qing court at that time, recorded in his overseas experience "Notes on Chengcha": "This place is the second port of Britain, and the planting of flowers and cotton from India and the United States are all gathered here. β
This is also the earliest record of Chinese travels in Manchester City. With the rise of the British Industrial Revolution, the Sino-British cotton textile trade has become increasingly close, and Manchester City once became a bridgehead for exchanges between the two countries.
Later, Manchester became the area with the highest concentration of Chinese in the north of England, forming the largest Chinatown in the United Kingdom.
The magnificent Chinese-style archway at the entrance, as well as the traditional dragon and phoenix pattern on it, all convey the homesickness of overseas flower growers.
"Hello, Uncle Hu, is business booming today?"
"Boom, Miss Yang wants to come in and have a cup of hot tea?"
"No, no, thank you, Uncle Hu, I was delayed on the road today, and if I was any later, I would be late."
"Hey, why are you late, Boss Zhao is not such a harsh person, it doesn't matter if you are a few minutes late in this weather."
"It doesn't matter to people, but we can't be dissatisfied, oh yes, Uncle Hu, did you see that Dongshan fellow Xiao Lu pass over today?"
"I didn't pay attention!"
"Then I have to leave quickly, a total of two people are late, the boss must be in a hurry."
"Alas, slow down, slow down, the manhole cover at the front of the wellhead was lost, I don't know which bastard lost the money again"
Yang Liqin bypassed the street corner under the advice of Uncle Hu and walked into the Dongshan restaurant where she worked.
The boss really didn't say anything strange, just smiled and waved her hand to dry her hair and hurry up to prepare for the meal.
This is Chinatown in 83, although some people will steal, but there are also people who do not forget the deep affection of their hometown, so that international students can feel the attachment of overseas travelers to their motherland in a casual moment.
Yang Liqin changed her clothes and walked into the back kitchen, and found that the new international student she introduced had already arrived, and she had already finished her job.
"Jing Yao, why did you come so early? You won't skip class, will you? β
Lu Jingyao and Yang Liqin are both international students at the University of Salford, but Lu Jingyao has just come to Britain and has no savings in her hands, so she has always been reluctant to take the bus, how can she walk faster than Yang Liqin?
"No," Lu Jingyao said while busy working: "I borrowed my classmate's bicycle and rode it over by the path." β
"Copying the path? You're so bold. β
Yang Liqin said a little angrily: "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to take the path?" What if something happens? β
"I won't next time," Lu Jingyao said with a sneer, "I thought it was raining today, and no one would notice my complexion."
"Alas, don't take it lightly, never take it to chance, well, hurry up and get to work!"
Yang Liqin plans to finish her business first, and then give Lu Jingyao a good lesson later.
This Dongshan fellow can endure hardships and be quick with his hands and feet, but he just has some ideas. It's naΓ―ve.
The two of them were busy until nine o'clock in the evening, and then they had a little time to rest.
Rao is Lu Jingyao used to do farm work at home before, and he was tired and sat on the chair, not wanting to move.
But the rest of the restaurant seems to have gotten used to the intensity of the work, with some reading the news with the newspaper in hand, and some chatting with each other.
In the shops of Chinatown, you can find newspapers published on Hong Kong Island and flown to Manchester by special planes for sale, so some people who come through special channels are in great need of this kind of newspaper because they have a poor foundation in English.
Yang Liqin called Lu Jingyao aside and said with a cold face: "Lu Jingyao, I have to tell you seriously, if you don't pay attention to safety like today in the future, I will suggest to the boss that you lose this job." β
Lu Jingyao looked at Yang Liqin in surprise, and didn't understand how this fellow who had always taken care of her very much could be so strict?
Yang Liqin looked at Lu Jingyao as if she didn't realize the seriousness, and said directly: "You were introduced by me, if anything happens to you and let the school know, it will involve me.
You remember, in a place like Britain, our fellow countrymen are kind enough to help you, but we don't want to get yourself in trouble. β
"I know Sister Liqin, I will never be in the future, I just."
"What are you?"
Lu Jingyao smiled astringently and said, "I was at school and in Chinatown during this time, and I felt that everyone was very good, everyone was very polite, very. Gentleman, so I just think"
"You'd better not think like that."
Yang Liqin said sternly: "You remember, here, never take 'etiquette respect' too seriously, others respect you on the surface, but not in their hearts"
"The father here has called his daughter my little princess since she was a child, but if someone tells you that you are his little princess and compliments you on being beautiful like a princess, you must not really think that you are a princess."
"The so-called gentleman will only happen when you are equal to each other, and you must always be wary of everyone around you, even. Including me. β
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Lu Jingyao was stunned.
She had only been in Britain for two months, when she met her classmates from the same school, and then successfully found a job, and last month she successfully got her first salary, a full hundred pounds.
She feels that this place is very good, teachers, classmates, colleagues, bosses, everyone is very good to her, how did it get to Yang Liqin's mouth, as if she came to not a civilized society, but a cruel jungle where the jungle eats the strong?
"What are you two arguing about?"
The restaurant owner walked over with a smile and handed a newspaper in his hand to Lu Jingyao.
"I remember Xiao Lu, you used to be in the English department, right? Look at this, maybe you can get rich overnight! β
I feel that it is better not to rest on weekends and rest days! Busy with endless, the code words can't calm down.
(End of chapter)