Early the next morning, Wang Gang comforted Zheng Juan again and told her not to worry about the child. He would find someone to find a nanny.
Although Zheng Juan still had worries, she didn't say anything.
Li Suhua seemed to have heard the conversation between Wang Gang and Zheng Juan last night, and looked very worried when she woke up early in the morning.
But soon a piece of good news made Li Suhua happy. Zhou Zhigang sent a telegram saying that he would arrive in Jichun one day in advance.
Li Suhua happily ordered Zheng Juan to clean the house, but immediately remembered that Zheng Juan was pregnant and could not do heavy work.
"Look at my memory, Juan'er, you better rest, I'll clean up." Li Suhua held Zheng Juan down to prevent her from lifting heavy objects.
Cleaning the Zhou family is not as simple as sweeping the floor, because there is no water supply and drainage, and the housework is extremely heavy. Every time the floor is mopped, you have to go to the water room to fetch water, and after mopping, you have to dump the sewage.
The bucket hurt even when I held it on my shoulder.
This is also the reason why Wang Gang is worried about Zheng Juan and does not want to go to college.
"Mom, I haven't shown my pregnancy yet and I can work." Zheng Juan didn't want Li Suhua to work hard and refused to let her fetch water.
"No, the doctor said that the first three months are very dangerous. You should rest quickly." Li Suhua said with a deliberately straight face:
"Nothing is more important than my grandson now."
Zheng Juan knew that Li Suhua cared about her, and her heart felt like honey, but she was worried: "Mom, it's not necessarily a boy or a girl. What if it's a granddaughter."
"A granddaughter is a granddaughter! Our old Zhou family does not have the habit of favoring sons over daughters. Do you think Bingkun's sister Zhou Rong was more favored than Bingkun at home?" Li Suhua said with a smile.
Zheng Juan feels that the luckiest thing in her life is that she married into the Zhou family. Her husband loves her and dotes on her, and her mother-in-law is reasonable.
In the end, Li Suhua could not defeat Zheng Juan, and they went to fetch water together to share the weight.
Later, Zheng's mother saw it and ran over to help. The three women fetched two buckets of water, which was really easy.
The neighbors in Guangzipian praised him one after another when they saw such a harmonious and loving family.
After Wang just went to work, he felt a little distracted and kept thinking about making money.
At this time, there are not many ways to make money. More importantly, he must find reasonable and legal ways to make money, otherwise Li Suhua and Zheng Juan will not be able to get through.
Zheng Juan didn't even dare to use the money she picked up. It's conceivable that if Wang Gang used illegal means to make money, his wife didn't know how anxious she would be.
Shao Jingwen seemed to notice that Wang Gang was not in good condition today and asked, "Xiao Zhou, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Wang Gang came to his senses and replied: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm thinking about handing over the work."
Shao Jingwen said: "You are going to report at Jiangliao University after the year, so you really need to hand over the work at hand."
Wang Gang asked: "Editor-in-Chief, who will take over my column after I leave?"
Wang Gang's column stories are the trump card of Golden Land Magazine. Many readers now like them and read them every issue.
But after Wang Gang went to school, he had to hand over his job in the magazine.
"I'm also having a headache about this." Shao Jingwen sighed.
Wang Gang rolled his eyes and said: "Editor-in-Chief, can you continue to let me write the column as before, and the magazine will give me some writing fees."
Shao Jingwen was stunned for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his face.
"It would be great if you are willing to continue writing. I'm just afraid of delaying your study."
"No delay, my family also needs an income, Zheng Juan is pregnant." Wang Gang said.
"Ah! Zheng Juan is pregnant, congratulations!" Shao Jingwen said happily.
"Just checked out." Wang Gang rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile.
"You are going to be a father soon, and your family needs an income. I will discuss it with the president right away and let you continue to be responsible for the column stories and the publishing fees of the publisher."
Shao Jingwen immediately stood up, left a few words and went to find the president of the magazine, but he came back half an hour later with a dark face.
When Wang Gang saw it, his heart sank.
"What's wrong? The president didn't agree?" Wang Gang asked.
"Hmph!" Shao Jingwen snorted angrily and said, "Not only did the president not agree, he also gave up your staff to his relatives a long time ago."
It turns out that the president of the magazine came up with the idea of his column as soon as he heard that Wang Gang was going to college.
As the flagship column of Golden Land Magazine, Wang Gang's column is well-known in Jichun City.
But it is the column that is famous, not Wang Gang.
The pen name that Wang Gang has always used.
The president took a fancy to this and took advantage of the opportunity when Wang Gang went to college and was about to leave the magazine. He recruited a nephew of his into the magazine and was specifically responsible for Wang Gang's column, hoping to use the fame of the column to pave the way for his nephew.
After Shao Jingwen learned about this, he quarreled with the president on the spot.
However, the president was Shao Jingwen’s immediate boss after all, and Shao Jingwen failed to secure a column for Wang Gang in the end.
"Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry, I don't have the ability." Shao Jingwen sighed.
Wang Gang shook his head and said: "Editor-in-Chief, this is none of your business. I have to leave as an emperor and as a courtier, and I can't just keep occupying the column."
Wang Gang is more open-minded than Shao Jingwen. This kind of thing is very common thirty years later. It is nothing new for him to work hard as a pioneer cow and end up picking fruits for others.
Shao Jingwen gritted his teeth and said, "The president is nepotistic. I will write a letter to report him."
Wang Gang quickly stopped Shao Jingwen and said, "Editor-in-Chief, please don't. He is the president of the magazine after all. It's not certain whether your report will succeed, but you really offended him to death."
"Then you can't just watch him steal your column!" Shao Jingwen said unconvinced.
Wang Gang said confidently: "Don't worry! Readers are very smart and are not easy to fool. If someone else writes it, you will definitely be able to tell."
Shao Jingwen still felt unworthy of Wang Gang. The column was his little bit of fame, but he didn't expect that the fruits would be stolen through the back door.
"Don't worry, Xiao Zhou, as long as there is a chance, I will help you get the column back."
Wang Gang was very grateful to Shao Jingwen for his enthusiasm, but he also had his own plans.
"Editor-in-Chief, do you have any connections with the publishing house in Xiangjiang? I have some novels that I want to publish." Wang Gang asked.
"Xiangjiang?" Shao Jingwen thought for a while and said, "I have an old classmate who works in a newspaper in Xiangjiang. I can write to you and ask."
Wang Gang was overjoyed. He took out a piece of manuscript paper from the drawer of his desk and said, "This is the first ten chapters of a new novel I wrote. You can send it to him together."
Shao Jingwen took the manuscript paper and looked at it. What caught his eyes were five big characters.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
"Is this your new novel?" Shao Jingwen opened the first chapter and frowned after reading it for a while.
"What kind of novel is this? Why have I never seen this kind of subject matter before?"
"This is called a martial arts novel. I adapted it based on previous popular novels and knight-errant biographies." Wang Gang replied.
In the past few years, Wang Gang has been inquiring about Xiangjiang and Baodao intentionally or unintentionally, and found that there is no Mr. Jin and Master Gu in this world, and naturally there are no such masterpieces of martial arts.
So he tried to write the Legend of the Condor Heroes himself, and he has just written one-fifth of it.
It's just that the subject matter of martial arts novels is special and it is absolutely impossible to publish it in Jichun, so Wang just asked Shao Jingwen to find a way to contact publishers and newspapers in Xiangjiang.
Shao Jingwen is a conservative person, and his ability to accept martial arts novels is really limited, and he cannot appreciate them. However, he still agreed to help Wang Gang contact his old classmates in Xiangjiang.
However, communication between the mainland and Hong Kong is inconvenient, and the round trip time is extremely long. It can take up to three months to receive a reply.
Wang Gang is not in a hurry, he just wants to give it a try anyway.
As soon as the two of them had reached an agreement, the president of the magazine brought a young man over and introduced him to Wang Gang.
The young man's name is Li Wenxin. He looks polite and wears glasses. He is the person who will succeed Wang Gang.
"Xiao Zhou! You hand over the work at hand to Wen Xin, and he will be in charge of your column from now on." The president said to Wang Gang condescendingly.
"No problem, but my pen name cannot be used by others." Wang Gang said coldly.
"Of course, Wen Xin will use a new pen name in the future and will not take your name." The president agreed without saying a word. In fact, he was cautious.
Wang Gang's pen name is Feng Ge. The president has long ago told his nephew to use a similar pen name in the future, just Feng Ge. The difference is just one horizontal line. A non-particularly attentive reader would not be able to tell.
Li Wenxin even imitated Wang Gang's writing style and tried to write two articles, but the president couldn't read them, which were enough to confuse the fake ones with the real ones.
Wang Gang also guessed what the president and Li Wenxin had in mind, but he believed that readers who liked him would definitely be able to tell the difference.
Writing style cannot be imitated by imitation alone.
Wang Gang was able to succeed because he stood on the shoulders of countless giants and knew early on which articles would succeed and which ones would not.
Li Wenxin wants to copy him, but he will soon taste the bitter fruit.
