"Sister Yin, long time no see!" Lin Xiaoguang greeted her and exchanged pleasantries.
Yin Meili smiled and flipped her hair: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiaoguang, it's not easy to meet you. If I hadn't heard someone say that you came to Jianghan, I would still be in the dark.
Guli, Xiaoguang, when you come to Jianghan, at least you can say hello in advance and let us prepare a little bit, we are really in a hurry today."
Did the news spread so fast? From Jianghan University to Yangtze River Literature and Art in half a morning and one afternoon? It was too fast. These two units couldn't compete with each other.
He thought and smiled: "The conditions don't allow it, and I can't help it. I'm sorry!"
Then he got up and walked outside: "Sister Yin, let's go outside and chat. This room is too small."
It is indeed a bit indecent for a man and a woman to live together in the same room, and it would not be nice to be seen and spread out. Yin Meili nodded and walked out: "Okay!"
In the corridor on the third floor of the guest house, the two of them were walking one behind the other. Lin Xiaoguang was thinking about Editor Yin's purpose.
For the previous three books, "Northern Wilderness" was bought out at 4.5 yuan per 1,000 words. By the time of "Workers' Courtyard", he was no longer a newcomer, and the manuscript fee for the work had increased by 50 cents. The Workers' Publishing House was bought out at 5 yuan per 1,000 words.
The last one, "The North Wind Blows," was published by Yangtze River Literature and Art for $5.50 per thousand words.
The total royalties for these three books are just over 10,000 yuan, and they have all been settled. So Editor Yin comes here now with only one purpose, to invite manuscripts.
Sure enough, I left the building, went to the yard, found a stone bench and table, and then Editor Yin explained his purpose.
Yin Meili looked at him expectantly: "Xiaoguang, do you have any new works recently?"
Lin Xiaoguang shook his head: "Sister Yin, you know, now I not only have to work, but I also have to study. I am not very busy. I can't take care of both aspects. I really haven't written a word recently. I may not be able to do anything this time.
"
A thousand words is less than six yuan, and a million words is only six thousand yuan. This is a very slow way to make money.
If it hadn't been for the principle that if you don't make money, you won't make it in vain, he wouldn't have put in the effort.
Yin Meili was a little disappointed.
After that, no matter how she continued to persuade, Lin Xiaoguang remained indifferent and stayed until very late. He made an excuse to take a rest, and then she said goodbye and left in despair.
As soon as she left, he was ready to go back upstairs to sleep.
As a result, he suddenly stopped when he heard a strange meow.
It was getting dark, and a yellow lamp on the first floor of the guest house gave off a dim light. The yellow light fell on the ground in the yard. Lin Xiaoguang followed the light and looked outside the wall surrounded by iron fences. There was a black figure lying there.
Yes, this person is the one making the cat meow.
Who is this acquaintance who deliberately used cat meows to attract his attention so late at night but did not dare to walk into the guest house to look for him?
He thought about it, walked out of the guest house, and walked down the street.
The black shadow suddenly shouted.
"General manager!"
Lin Xiaoguang was caught off guard and almost startled. He stared at the man and asked, "Who are you?"
The visitor seemed to have woken up and quickly said in Chang'an dialect: "General manager, uh, from Yuntai Township, Chang'an County, uh, sent here by Manager Yan, the person in charge of the Beihu Province Distribution Department, Zhou Guoqiang."
When he said this, Lin Xiaoguang suddenly understood.
He also said that he didn't know many people in Jianghan. Who would come to see him this late at night? The only grandson he knew, Qin Chuan, seemed to be dissatisfied with him in some way and didn't even look for him after get off work.
Besides the Changan team, who else could be there?
He knew this Zhou Guoqiang, the provincial leader, but he personally met and finalized the appointment, and Yan Ximing strictly implemented the appointment.
"General Manager, I heard from the people below that you came to Jianghan, and then I sent a telegram to Chang'an and Peiping. I took this opportunity to solve the matter." Zhou Guoqiang whispered.
Did the news spread so fast? Changjiang Literature and Art knew about it. It was also possible that they were acquainted with classmates from Jiangda's "Youth Digest" magazine and Jianghan's "Readers Association". But the Chang'an team was only doing business, and they still couldn't be on the stage.
That kind of, for example, pirated martial arts novels, how did they know about it so quickly?
By the way, he had warned fellow villagers before that they should stick together when they are away from home.
Because of his instructions, these business people from the Chang'an team are in contact with Chang'an students studying in various places. If any student's family is poor and his life is too hard, he will support him with some food stamps and money in the name of the Fellows Association.
Category.
The person in charge of Beihu, Zhou Guoqiang, knew Qin Chuan, and it was probably him who told him.
Thinking this way, he felt relieved.
When he returned to China from this trip, he didn't tell anyone, just to keep a low profile, but now it seems that the news has leaked out.
"General manager, please go and solve the problem." Zhou Guoqiang begged.
"OK."
As soon as he agreed, Zhou Guoqiang waved his hand instantly, and a few more people came out of the darkness, as well as a truck. It looked like an East German Daifa H6. Zhou Guoqiang was a little embarrassed: "General Manager, I made you laugh, find me."
The truck is coming to pick you up."
"It's nothing, it's pretty good. If you can afford to drive a truck and do business these days, that's amazing." Lin Xiaoguang waved his hand.
His words were a bit exaggerated. Zhou Guoqiang was not a stupid person. He could tell that something was wrong without thinking. He immediately explained: "General manager, this car does not belong to us, but to the villagers who work with us. The self-employed are very nervous.
The control is so strict, who dares to drive? This is asking for death."
"Really?" Lin Xiaoguang was afraid that they would get carried away and drive the car out without knowing how to hide their clumsiness. Isn't this looking for death?
Before 1992, which self-employed person was driving a truck to do business? Isn’t that because he had a long life?
Zhou Guoqiang nodded quickly: "How dare I lie to you? It's like this. In the past, our books were shipped from Chang'an, but there were too many road bullies along the way, and accidents often happened. Later, Manager Yan felt that the cost of doing this was too high, so he decided to
Cooperate with villages from all over the country. We provide machines, books and people, and they provide the place and name. We cooperate in business, 80% for us and 20% for them. In this way, there will be printing factories in every province, so there is no need to transport them all the way here."
"Not bad, not bad." Lin Xiaoguang nodded. It seems that Yan Ximing has really experienced it and knows how to localize production, which will reduce the cost too much.
"Let's go, get in the car."
A group of people got into the car, with him sitting in the passenger seat and the others in the car. Zhou Guoqiang drove in the driver's seat and drove all the way to the distribution department, while reporting some of the situation in the distribution department.
At present, township and village enterprises cannot set up branches in various provinces. The township and village enterprises of Nanyao Brigade are very famous in the whole province, so they go to various cities to open branches, and they are basically allowed in all places. But outside the province, there is no
People recognized this Nanyao Industrial Factory, so it had no choice but to operate it as a sales department and conduct sales in other provinces.
Production has also been decentralized to printing plants in various provinces, while sales are in the distribution department and Nanyao headquarters, which is now the nominal headquarters, but the financial and personnel management is tighter.
Yan Ximing is in charge of personnel and Lin Dongxia is in charge of finance. These two people were personally taught by Lin Xiaoguang. They have advanced business management methods of later generations. Now they are used to deal with these young boys who only know a few words. They are not easy to capture.
The dealership was not far away. The truck arrived in more than ten minutes and stopped in front of a two-story house. The gatekeeper immediately opened the door and finally drove into the yard.
Lin Xiaoguang also sighed secretly as those doing business one by one were acting as if they were stealing.