Zou Weilun got off work exhausted. He had been working on the novel "Looking for Qin Ji" all day long. He strongly protested against the leadership's definition of the novel "Looking for Qin Ji" as "superstitious literature."
If "Xun Qin Ji" is superstitious literature, then what are "Journey to the West" and "Liao Zhai" passed down from ancient times by our ancestors?
He doesn't understand.
However, his persistence put a huge burden on the editor-in-chief's workload. The editor-in-chief had a bad look on his face all day long, and when they occasionally met, he pretended not to see him.
In desperation, Zou Weilun finally went to the editor-in-chief's office in person, but the result was still the same.
The editor-in-chief is very polite to his subordinates, and he also smiled and affirmed Zou Weilun's persistence.
After understanding the general content of "Xun Qin Ji", the editor-in-chief made the final say on this incident.
He told Zou Weilun that in mainland China, due to the historical background and political elements, novels such as "Looking for Qin" were too shocking, and there was absolutely no possibility of them being published no matter which publishing house.
Zou Weilun was silent at that time.
Upon seeing this, the editor-in-chief said a few words of comfort and asked Zou Weilun to go back to work first to calm down and sort out his thoughts.
Zou Weilun was a little listless, he had completely lost his energy.
He despaired of the existing publishing system and was rotten to the core.
After getting off work, the editor-in-chief came to the editorial team, held a small meeting with the editors, and criticized Zou Weilun by name, for not being aware of current affairs, for not being able to implement the spirit of his superiors, for overstepping suggestions, etc. Finally, the editor-in-chief asked Zou Weilun seriously to comment on this incident.
Conduct deep reflection on your behavior.
Zou Weilun was physically tired, but more importantly, he was mentally tired. He never replied to the email from "Qinglian Sword Fairy" until he got off work.
He really wanted to publish this book "Looking for Qin". He believed that this was a work that would lead the trend of the literary world and set off a new era.
But it's obvious that he doesn't have this ability now.
Sitting at home, he opened the email again and read "Looking for Qin Ji" carefully, adding, subtracting, deleting and adding in the reply column, his face struggling to become ferocious.
Finally, he tapped the keyboard, turned around and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, in a daze.
Because of his love for literature, he ran for the position of president of the literary club when he was in college. Before graduation, he worked as an intern at a magazine next to the school.
Later, after graduating, he had a resume of magazine work and his experience as the president of a university literary society. After countless competitions, he stood out in the bloody storm and came to the country's largest Tang Dynasty Publishing House as an intern editor.
After working for a year, he was finally promoted to editor-in-chief in the treacherous workplace. His future should be extremely bright, but for some reason, he could no longer recall his love for literature in college.
When I was a student, I could write whatever I wanted to write and say whatever I wanted to say.
But when he arrived at his job, he found that countless rules and regulations were like a net, rushing towards him, completely constraining his active thinking.
In recent years, because I know too much and know what can and cannot be written, the original unbridled imagination has all disappeared.
His creative passion was disappearing, and he was working in a muddle-headed manner every day.
Just follow your boss's instructions, implement the spirit of leadership, and work down-to-earth. You don't need to worry about the rest, and you don't need to worry about it...
This is not the life he wants...
Thinking of the literary and artistic period when he was in college, drinking wine with his friends and reciting poems, Zou Weilun couldn't help but smile wryly.
Looking back now, all the actions taken at that time were really childish...
"By the way, isn't Ah Fen working in a publishing house in Hong Kong?"
Thinking of Cai Afen, the vice president of the literary club in college, Zou Weilun's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found a way out at once.
Since "Xun Qin Ji" cannot be published in mainland China, it should be no problem in Hong Kong...
He dug out his classmates' directory and called his classmates in Hong Kong based on the phone number Cai Afen kept.
The phone just rang and was answered.
"Is it Affen?" Zou Weilun asked.
"Awei?" After just a brief pause, an exclamation came from the phone, and then laughter came: "What's the matter with calling me so late?"
"Can't I call you if you have nothing to do?" Zou Weilun asked with a smile.
"Come on, I don't know about you. Except during the holidays, when have you called everyone... How about it, is it okay to work in Tang Dynasty? Is it comfortable? Is it cool?"
Listening to Cai Afen's slightly jealous voice, Zou Weilun smiled bitterly. When he was in the literary club, he got the position of president through competition, and when he was working, he also got the position of Tang Dynasty Publishing House through competition, so in the club
Many people are extremely envious of him. He used to feel very glorious and proud, but now, he only feels one word, tired!
He said calmly: "Do you think I am very comfortable now?"
Cai Afen said in surprise: "You are the only one among the twenty or so people in our company who are very envious of you...Why, are you still worried about working in Tang Dynasty? With five insurances and one housing fund, and so much salary, you
That’s all right, don’t get the advantage and be nice!”
"Stop! OK, stop!"
Zou Weilun couldn't stand Cai Afen's constant sarcasm and said quickly: "I have something I need your help with now."
After all, it was the friendship between classmates. As soon as Cai Afen heard that something was going on, she almost hung up the phone on the spot...
"Let me tell you, I'm having a hard time right now. Hong Kong is more discriminatory towards mainlanders. I'm trying hard to speak Cantonese now. So don't borrow money from me. I'm having a hard time.
I owe the colleague in our dormitory several hundred yuan..."
Zou Weilun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and finally said with some concern: "Are you short of money? Send me your bank account number, and I will first transfer some living expenses to you for emergencies."
"Come on, I know you're a good person!" Cai Afen chuckled: "Tell me, you, the big president, have already spoken out about it. I will definitely help you if I can!"
"I have such a book here..."
Zou Weilun explained the details of the incident to Cai Afen.
Cai Afen knew that mainland publishing houses had many creative restrictions, and after hearing what Zou Weilun said was mysterious, she was a little interested. After asking for the files of "Looking for Qin", she hung up the phone and went to study the novel carefully.
Two days later.
Hong Kong, Cultural Publishing House, conference room.
"This "Looking for Qin", there is no doubt that it is the work of a master..."
A middle-aged man wearing a gray suit, a mustache, a slicked back hair, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses was sitting at the desk with his hands clasped together, "But the author is from mainland China, I guess.
It was written by a highly respected and knowledgeable novelist. Of course, it is precisely for this reason that this novel cannot be published in feudal mainland society. Therefore, we can get this opportunity."
"Here, I would like to praise Xiaofen by name. You did a great job in discovering "Xun Qin Ji" and submitting it to your supervisor in time. Everything you have done is worthy of praise. I will give you a surprise with your bonus this month.
"
Blah blah blah.
Applause sounded, and the delicate-looking Cai Afen stood up in surprise, "Thank you, Director Wang."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, motioned for her to sit down, and then continued: "The two hundred thousand words at the beginning of "Looking for Qin" are very exciting. After reading it, China Film Group is also interested in adapting it into a script. Since both of us think this novel is
Yes, then there is a very high possibility that "Looking for Qin Ji" can be made into a movie. Therefore, before this novel is officially signed and published, you must remember not to leak the news. Next, Xiaofen, take a few people with you and go to the mainland.
The company will reimburse the round trip expenses. Remember, you have to say hello to the old man 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' on my behalf and sign the traditional Chinese publishing copyright of this novel, as well as the most important film and television copyright..."
"You have to ask clearly for the specific figure of the novel "Xun Qin Ji", and then set the price. If it is simply published, the upper limit of the buyout is two million. If it comes with film and television rights, the upper limit is five million. If the other party's asking price exceeds this number,
Or if you encounter other difficulties, please call me again and we will keep in touch at any time."
Cai Afen nodded solemnly.
Director Wang looked around: "Do you have any questions?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"Okay, Xiaofen, let's start immediately."
"The meeting is dismissed!"
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In the evening, I made a joke on Weibo, saying that the Chinese team has qualified and I will update Chapter 10 on April 1st. I just got the news that I really won... won... won...