When leaving Zhang Hui's office, Geng Yue still felt a little confused in her mind.
When Zhang Hui explained that the book "Casino" had become a bestseller in Hong Kong, and that an internal publication was being published in China? She didn't know what expression to use.
Fortunately, my silly son likes this book very much and doesn't really give up. I should reward my son with a chicken drumstick tonight and a tea egg tomorrow morning. Hmm.
As for the decision to make major changes, this is not a big problem. Isn’t it just that the publishing house’s process has been “formulated for publication”? Isn’t it better to pursue excellence?
However, considering the current actual situation, the process should be accelerated. Then...let’s make small changes!
We don’t ask for any good literary talent, we just ask for the language to be standardized. Try to publish it within a month... right?
It's that Li Yuan who only left his mailing address. I'll ask Xinxin later. It would be best if he could give me a phone number...
Back in her office, Geng Yue heard her colleague next to her answering the phone: "...Oh, wait a minute, Editor Geng has just come back."
"Hello!"
"Hello, Teacher Geng. I am Li Yuan, the author of "The Vast Ocean Is a Casino". Thank you for your publishing house's love, and I'm sorry to bother you. I just want to tell you that I have decided to give up. I'm sorry. Thank you Geng
teacher."
"Huh?" Geng Yue was a little confused for a moment, "Is it Xiao Li? What does giving up mean?"
"Haha. It just won't be published."
"Ah? Why not publish it? Have you received the letter? Didn't I ask you to revise it?"
"That's right. I have received it. But after thinking about it again and again, I decided to give up and not change it."
"Have you submitted your manuscript to another publishing house?"
"No, no. I won't do anything that involves multiple submissions. I'm sorry, Teacher Geng. I'm just busy recently and don't have time at all. Haha."
"Hey, why don't you revise it? Let me tell you, your work is very promising!"
"It's very hopeful, forget it. I'm not interested anymore. I won't say more, it won't affect your work."
"Hey, what should I do with the manuscript?"
"You can reject the manuscript. You can also hand it over to classmate Ying Xin. Okay, time's up..."
"Hey! Li Yuan, why did you die?"
Geng Yue almost had a mouthful of old blood. What does "no interest" mean? Are today's young people so characterful? And am I asking about the rejection of the manuscript? What I'm asking is... it's broken!
Geng Yue was dripping with sweat. Now she was riding a tiger with difficulty. If it was not published, how could she complete the task of her superiors?
She quickly pulled out her address book: "Hello? Is this Xiao Yuan? I'm Xiao Geng. I just want to ask your Xinxin..."
…
At the county post office, Li Yuan hung up the long-distance call helplessly.
It is quite inconvenient to make long distance calls in this era. Not only do you have to go to the post office, but you also have to pay very expensive long distance charges. Especially the service attitude is particularly bad. When the prepaid money is used up, the post office staff does not notify them at all and directly calls them.
Break?
Fortunately, this phone call was just a courtesy call, and it wasn't really that important.
Want to make major changes by yourself? Then how can you let yourself go? I have no time!
Moreover, now that the importance of copywriting has become less and less, Li Yuan no longer cares much about the royalties, so he might as well refuse them directly.
Brother, it’s not like I’ve never rejected a manuscript before.
After walking out of the post office, Gu Yuqin was looking left and right at the bustle on the street. When she saw Li Yuan, she smiled sweetly, with a hint of regret in her mouth: "Yuanzi, why don't we listen to the publisher's opinion and let's change it?"
It’s so hard to publish a book, it would be a pity to give up.”
"Whoever wants to write should write, anyway, I won't write." Li Yuan smiled and waved his hand. He should have fought with the copyist, but he didn't have the life to make money by copying. "Qinqin, I'll go shopping later and take a look at you.
What do parents need? Let’s buy more today.”
"No need to waste money. You really don't need it."
"It's okay. If they don't need it, just buy it for you. Don't even think about saving money for me."
"No way——! We have to go to the capital next year. I don't even know what to do! Humph."
"Don't worry, I've thought about it. Let's hold a computer training class. I'll take the class, and you can go to various universities and post small advertisements."
"Ah? You want to be a teacher? Is that okay?"
"That's right. It seems that our money can't buy a few computers. How about this! Can I add an English speaking training class?"
"No, no, you are a high school student teaching college students? Will they believe it?"
"Qinqin, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who would know that I am a high school student?"
"Then...I don't dare to go to university either."
"Then I'll go with you. There's nothing strange about college, and it's not like a dragon's pool or a tiger's den. If you piss off your husband, I'll go to the gym one after another!"
"Hehe. You are bragging again."
"hehe."
"But I just like you like this. Hehehe."
"Hehehe."
"..."
…
Hong Kong's night scene is as beautiful as a picture scroll. As one of the most prosperous metropolises in the Far East, Hong Kong's entertainment life is nothing but imaginable.
However, in the early 1990s, the most common entertainment was television programs. The most popular television program in Hong Kong recently is undoubtedly TVB's Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant.
"Dad, who do you think will win this year?" Ruan Liangying asked Ruan Dafu enthusiastically.
Ruan Dafu glanced at his wife secretly: "Haha, this is what you young people like. What matters to me is participation, whoever wins can win!"
"..."
In a two-bedroom rental house, there was already a petite woman with short hair next to Li Yang. The woman rolled her eyes at Li Yang angrily: "Let me ask you, who is more beautiful among the beauties inside, or am I?"
"A-Ling, you know me. I just have an eye addiction. Haha." Li Yang decisively answered the question wrongly. He had quickly fallen into the direction of being single based on his strength.
Miss A Ling was so angry that her chest heaved: "I know you men are good at coaxing with words, and if you do, you will be seduced by other vixens. Hmph!"
"No, A Ling, please allow me to quibble..." Li Yang blurted out a saucy saying. It was precisely because he had memorized the saucy words in "Casino" that he won A Ling's heart.
"Pfft!" With A-Ling's laughter, the dark clouds suddenly dispersed. A-Ling exclaimed: "Not allowed!"
"My wife is right, long live my wife!"
"Who is your wife! Giggle." A Ling laughed so hard...
"..."
Du Le was hiding in his small room, and he was also watching this beauty pageant show. As for the most popular thing recently, he just had a passion for killing it and would not let it go! It was because he had already tasted the sweetness brought by "Casino".
Currently, in the school's small group, Du Le has gradually escaped from marginalization. It is the book "Casino" that has brought him closer to each other, and even those classmates are willing to come to his home to attend a party.
So in recent days, Du Le has also become a lot more cheerful...