As soon as Lu Beicen returned to the office in the afternoon, it started to rain heavily outside.
Seeing that Lu Beicen was not wet at all, Wen Mengran smiled and joked: "Hehe, you are so lucky that even the Rain God would shy away when he sees you."
Lu Beicen smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Well, I know how to do it, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, which one do you want to summon?"
"I don't need these. Just give me some cold air. It's so hot that people don't dare to go out. I didn't take pictures of several questions."
"I can't help you with this. Peace of mind will naturally make you feel better."
Wen Mengran curled his lips: "It's probably going to be hard today. I'll be recording in the studio this afternoon. Do you want to come and have a look? I'll keep you going and you'll quickly become a passionate young man."
Lu Beicen looked puzzled, but Wen Mengran became even more mysterious: "If you want to know the reason, please go to the scene to analyze it."
Looking at the tired look on Lu Beicen's face, Wen Mengran took a bottle of canned coffee from his cabinet and handed it to her: "Is your body not fully recovered yet? I don't think your face looks good. Refresh yourself."
Bar."
Lu Beicen shook his head: "I interviewed the victim's family this morning. What a feeling..."
Wen Mengran nodded clearly: "Understood, it will get better as time goes by. You take a rest first, I will call the host to urge you."
At this time, in the "True Friends" magazine, the editors in the editorial department of the first half of the monthly issue were more tidy than ever before, and they were all anxiously waiting for the results of the editor-in-chief's review.
There is such a day every month. Publishing a manuscript means that you have gained something this month. The most direct one is the editing fee of 3,000 yuan for a manuscript.
Of course, publishing or not also directly means that you are further away from being downgraded. Those who publish more may also be upgraded. Upgrading means an increase in the basic salary. There is a gap of 2,000 yuan between each level. Assistant Editor
The difference between the basic salary of the chief editor and the basic salary of the chief editor is 2,000 and 8,000, and it is calculated whether it is downgraded or upgraded every quarter.
Under such a salary assessment system, editors are naturally under great pressure to publish articles. Moreover, there are nearly twenty editors in an editorial department, and the number of manuscripts submitted every month ranges from 70 to 80 to as little as 50 to 60.
But there are only a constant number of seventeen or eighteen articles. You can imagine how fierce the competition is.
High-pressure and high-return, editors put great effort into cultivating authors and editing manuscripts, and of course competition is fierce. Due to various reasons, "True Friends" magazine has never been able to obtain news interview rights. The editors do not have press cards.
With only a work permit, most manuscripts can only rely on interviews and writing by authors with resources.
For this reason, "True Friends" magazine has long started to implement a manuscript fee of one thousand words and one thousand yuan, which means that a manuscript has a remuneration of about 6,000 words. With such attraction, in the early 2000s, the salary level was about
When the price was around 1,000 yuan, it was very attractive. However, in 2011, after the domestic economy developed rapidly and income levels increased significantly, it was no longer as attractive as before.
Moreover, in the context of the pursuit of exclusive news and the booming development of online media, it has become increasingly difficult to compile articles.
When editor-in-chief Wang Yihan and deputy editor-in-chief Wang Ling walked into the editorial office each holding a stack of manuscripts, their faces were not very good.
Wang Yihan had fewer manuscripts in hand. Everyone knew that those were the manuscripts selected for publication, and they gathered around. The old editor-in-chief Hu Qingquan was sitting at the front. Seeing that editor-in-chief Wang looked bad, he asked softly: "
What's wrong? The manuscript is not good?"
Wang Yihan nodded: "I was criticized."
Seeing everyone gathered around, Wang Yihan was not in a hurry to publish the article, but he gave a rare warning: "The quality of the articles in this issue is not high, especially the love articles and human relations articles. The circulation dropped again last month. Comrades,
Excuse me, you better work hard, Mr. Long is going crazy today."
Everyone was just silent for a while. Wang Yihan sighed and started to publish, but Fang Nan returned with a full load. He published three manuscripts in this issue. After Wang Yihan finished posting, he raised his voice and said: "I want to praise Fang Nan in this issue."
, I have sent three manuscripts, and the quality is pretty good. The recent manuscripts from Fang Nan’s team are all acceptable. Fang Nan, come to the office with me.”
Fang Nan was very surprised. Editor Wang was probably being pushed into a hurry. She had never done this kind of thing like setting up a model before. In the face of such a huge difference in editorial fees, setting up a model was no different from setting up a target.
Editor Wang brought Fang Nan into his office, closed the door, and motioned for her to sit down by herself. Fang Nan handed Editor Wang a glass of water with a wink.
Editor Wang took a few gulps of water and sat down. Fang Nan also sat down across the table.
"The bosses said that this case draft is the best. Do you know what that means?"
Fang Nan didn't say anything. She seemed to understand that Editor Wang specifically called her here not to praise her. As expected, Editor Wang's next sentence was: "Your classmate wrote this manuscript for you, and you are the author's signature."
, it’s best not to use the same one, otherwise, the tree will attract the wind.”
Fang Nan immediately understood that Editor Wang was worried that the magazine would compete for authors in the second half of the month, and nodded quickly: "I understand, I will handle it."
Editor Wang nodded: "You see today and tomorrow, I will invite your classmates out for a meal. No matter what, you have to guard this field. We won't call more people, so we will call you, Teacher Wang. The four of us
, you make an appointment and tell me."
Because the two editors-in-chief are both surnamed Wang, everyone habitually calls the deputy editor Teacher Wang. But for Fang Nan, this Teacher Wang is the teacher who really brought her in.
Fang Nan nodded quickly, and Editor Wang asked again: "Did they say when the manuscript about teaching college students will be broadcast? Mr. Gang Long also asked."
"It should be the past few days. My classmate took sick leave a few days ago and didn't go to work. I'll ask about it later."
"Have you ever visited him when he was sick? Why didn't he tell us a word?"
"It's just a cold. It's okay. We live in the same community and I often visit her."
"Then your relationship is really good. It's rare. Okay, go ahead and make an appointment and tell me. If you're sick and it's too greasy, we can go for a vegetarian meal. See what she says."
Fang Nan was a little flattered for Lu Beicen: "Editor-in-Chief Wang, it won't be a big deal. We are so familiar with my classmates, so just be casual."
"Look at you, kid. We are not allowed to invite other authors to Huxia to have a meal. Your classmate has been back for so long. It is rare for an old author to transform and regain new vitality. You, a classmate,
It's pretty good. I guess you didn't have to put much effort into editing the manuscript she wrote for you, right?"
Fang Nan nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I'm going to make a call right now. If she doesn't work overtime tonight, I will definitely call her over."
Lu Beicen answered Fang Nan's call, looked at Wen Mengran who was sitting opposite and was obviously a little annoyed, and said softly: "Shall I call Xiaoran and join us?"
To Fang Nan, she was already familiar with Wen Mengran. To the editor-in-chief, she was also an author, so there was no problem, so he immediately agreed.
Lu Beicen told Wen Mengran that all three manuscripts he had written this time had been published. Wen Mengran smiled and gave a thumbs up: "You are really awesome. You got Xiao Yiwan's manuscript fee for nothing. I will come back later."
Invite you and Fang Nan to have a big dinner."
"Don't mention it, Fang Nan and her editor-in-chief will treat us to a big dinner tonight, and I have already agreed on your behalf." Lu Beicen said with a smile.
"Ha, that's okay too..."
While the two were talking, a strong fragrance spread in the office. Wen Mengran immediately stood up when he smelled the smell. Lu Beicen followed her gaze and saw a face with heavy makeup, thick eyeliner and exaggerated
A woman wearing false eyelashes and making her eyes bigger than a doll's eyes appeared in the aisle.
"Teacher Xu, you are finally here." Wen Mengran's voice sounded somewhat resentful, but Lu Beicen could feel the barely suppressed anger in it.
Lu Beicen recognized that this was Xu Mei, one of the two hosts of "Live Witness". She took annual leave in July, and the host did not work in this office. Lu Beicen was on a business trip in August, so this
It was also the first time she saw her.
Xu Mei twisted her slender waist, and her career line was very conspicuous under the light and close-fitting dress. Her big eyes blinked innocently: "What's wrong? What's wrong? I can change my clothes and touch up my makeup and then I can go to the studio."
, please wait a moment and give me a copy of the manuscript to look at first."
"Teacher Xu, I sent it to your email yesterday, but you didn't read it?" Wen Mengran's dissatisfaction was already overflowing.
"Ah, I was very busy yesterday. You see, let's record your manuscript today so it won't be delayed." Xu Mei pouted and said.
"How many more are you going to record next?" The smile on Wen Mengran's face has disappeared.
"Ah, there seem to be two more. Where are they? Why haven't they come yet? What time is it? I'm going to make a phone call to remind you. You can copy the manuscript quickly." Seeing that Wen Mengran was about to go crazy.
, Xu Mei said as she walked out while talking on the phone.
Wen Mengran was speechless as he watched Xu Mei leave the office. After being stunned for a long time, he sat down on the office chair, bit his lip, and started looking for the hard drive while holding back his anger.
Lu Beicen saw that Wen Mengran obviously didn't want to talk, so he didn't want to pursue the question. Anyway, he would go and have a look later and he would know what was going on.
But no matter what, as a legal program host, shouldn't he be dignified and intellectual? Why is he actually like this? No, he is made up to look like this. Lu Beicen is also a little hard to understand. The other person in the column
A host named Zhuang Jie has a very suitable image and temperament, and she is also kind. Lu Beicen stayed in the office every day some time ago, and even saw her coming to review scripts with several directors.
Today's Xu Mei didn't read the script at all before recording. This is a naked recording similar to streaking. Either she has really outstanding professional ability, or she has a really strong waist.
Looking at Wen Mengran's expression, Lu Beicen knew that Xu Mei was most likely the latter.
Wen Mengran copied the manuscript and stood up while calling Lu Beicen: "Let's go. If I get angry later today, just pretend to be a noob. Don't pull me, MM, like this girl."
Lu Beicen sniffed. It seemed that Wen Mengran was not angry for a day or two. He didn't do any unnecessary consolation. He just said softly: "You'll be fine, don't make the matter a big deal.
"
Wen Mengran snorted coldly: "I won't make a fuss, just make it about the same size. If I don't make a fuss, she really doesn't know how much she weighs."
Wen Mengran called to switch to Mei Li. When she went to the broadcast room, everything was ready. She copied the seven-part script of the spoken broadcast onto the teleprompter, and walked to the broadcast control room with Lu Beicen. Mei
Li seemed to feel the murderous aura in Wen Mengran, but she just glanced at her and pouted, obviously waiting to see the excitement.
Wen Mengran and the others waited in the computer room for almost half an hour. Even Meili was getting impatient playing with her mobile phone. Just when Wen Mengran was about to call to urge her, Xu Mei finally arrived late and entered.
Studio.
The spotlight was on and the camera was in place. Although Xu Mei's thick outfit and long shawl hair still didn't match the style of the show, the hard lines of the suit finally neutralized some of the seductive temperament. At least it was better than watching it in the office.
Some.
After all departments were in place, recording finally started.
"Hello, dear friends, welcome to the "Live Witness" column. The orange orchards in summer are supposed to be the time when fruits are on the branches and the years are quiet. But not long ago, in an orange orchard in Lixi City,
A scream in the early morning broke such a peaceful life..."
Hearing this, Lu Beicen suddenly understood why Wen Mengran was a little impetuous. Xu Mei, the host who seemed to be quite old, was really tough. He couldn't even pronounce the accent in such a simple oral broadcast.
Quanmeng read it wrong.
Wen Mengran was patiently waiting for Xu Mei to finish recording this paragraph before calling it off, but she didn't expect that she would call it off herself: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, that literary director, what's in those brackets? Come down and delete them."
It affects my performance."
Wen Mengran looked at the screen with Xu Mei pouting, looking very innocent. He gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and said into the microphone: "Teacher Xu, that's the accent mark I made. I suggest you first follow it according to the accent mark."
I’ll read the marked ones and then delete them.”
Xu Mei made a disapproving sound and continued to pout: "No, it's been so many years. How can I still not know where the accent is?"
"Well, I think the emphasis you know does not meet the needs of the manuscript. For example, just now, I have marked the emphasis on screaming and breaking, but you put the emphasis on early morning and tranquility. Also, I remember
When we returned to our recording studio, you asked me to mark the accents in the script I gave you."
"Ah, did I say that? It's impossible. I think this manuscript should focus on early morning and tranquility. If you don't think so, you have to convince me."
"Then why don't you record it yourself, I'll go up first, and I'll explain the situation to the leader later."
"How can that be done? You are the director..."
"I am the director, but I have no responsibility or obligation to convince you."
"How can you talk like this? Aren't we all doing this for work?"
"Do you think I'm joking with you? I remember our department's policy is the director responsibility system, right?"
One was in the broadcast control room and the other was in the studio. The two of them were arguing through a microphone. Although there was no curse word, sparks were flying...