The people sitting here are all elites, and no one wants to be inferior to others.
Although the Readers Association was initially established under the guidance of Lin Xiaoguang, representatives from relatively close people came forward and joined forces with surrounding classmates to establish the association.
But later, when one by one became the president and director of the Readers Association, the Readers Association developed a sense of independence.
There is nothing we can do about this.
Lin Xiaoguang can rely on a few close people to help the Reading Association and Qingwen Society work closely together, but cooperation is not a merger.
With so many people in a club, the influence he can have is really limited.
In fact, Qingwen Society and them are equal and juxtaposed. There is no affiliation in terms of status, nor does the former lead or guide the latter. At most, the two sides are an offensive and defensive alliance.
What's more, everyone has a position.
Just like before, Yang Lan was called a traitor to Peking University because of the Peking University Readers' Association. Doesn't she feel very comfortable?
Besides, seeing how prosperous Youth Digest is, how can the Readers Association want to keep making wedding dresses for others? Being called a traitor by other classmates all the time?
Split is inevitable.
The Qing Wen Society could not afford to be outraged by the public and be criticized by thousands of people, leading to betrayal and alienation, so "Youth Digest" could only be reorganized.
How to reorganize is still a question.
Some people want to abandon the name "Youth Digest" and start a new business; some people don't want to and want to take advantage of the "Youth Digest" and start a magazine of their own school reading association.
In order not to cause a split, in order not to affect the promise Lin Xiaoguang made in front of Director Yu.
Therefore, each reading association must have a sense of belonging to "Youth Digest" and realize that this is not a magazine for other school clubs, but for the school's own club.
Finally, he came up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
"Youth Digest" remains unchanged. Based on the existing nearly ten columns, with this as the core, each school reading association will add its own columns, share the same name, and publish and distribute it.
In this way, the financial problems that troubled everyone can be solved.
This strategy was finally agreed upon at the Congress, which reached the following resolution.
Qingwenshe has lent the brand of "Youth Digest" to major school reading associations. Qingwenshe reserves the right to take back the brand, and at the same time, it has established a joint editorial committee, which is responsible for the overall editorial work.
After the meeting, Lin Xiaoguang was very tired.
After going out, Zhao Ziyu asked: "Can we continue like this?"
Lin Xiao stepped on the snow with his bare feet, making a rustling sound. He sighed: "Let's take it one step at a time. Fortunately, we discovered it in time, otherwise they would have forced the woman to have an abortion. By then, it would be over."
"As long as the name "Youth Digest" continues to be used, students and teachers will definitely think it belongs to our Tsinghua University." He did not say that there was also Director Yu.
"Okay, what about the joint editorial board?" Zhao Ziyu could only accept it.
"The joint editorial board is of course composed of Tsinghua University as the main body, Peking University as the supplement, and the other National People's Congress, Beijing Institute of Technology, National People's University of China, Agricultural University, and Beihang University. Even if they select people, they will have classes six days a week and they will only have time to come on Sundays.
How much say do you have?"
Lin Xiaoguang looked at her with a smile: "Believe me, the Joint Editorial Committee still makes the decision."
"You make the decision, right?" Zhao Ziyu rolled his eyes.
At this moment, Bai Yang came over quickly: "Xiaoguang, there is someone looking for you, saying that he is from Guangdong Province, his name is Zhong Wenzhang. You were in a meeting at the time. Go find him quickly. He is in the school cafeteria now."
"Brother Wen?" Lin Xiaoguang was a little surprised.
At this point in time, the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee of the Communist Party of China will be held soon. Why is he here?
Lin Xiaoguang was thinking as he rushed to the canteen.
Maybe Zhong Wenzhang was hungry and went to eat first, without telling where he sat, or Lin Xiaoguang struggled to find him among the thousands of people in the cafeteria.
As soon as they met, he discovered that Zhong Wenzhang was dusty and tired, and his face could not conceal his fatigue. He had clearly come from afar.
"Brother Zhong, isn't it? You can take a rest first."
"I'm happy and excited, you know?" Zhong Wenzhang said inarticulately while holding noodles.
"What are you happy about? Is there a plenary meeting that will be held soon?" Lin Xiaoguang took a bowl of rice and chatted while eating: "Your Hong Kong Commercial Daily is a supplementary newspaper. With the level of your company's president and editor-in-chief, it is not enough to come to Peking to participate.
Meeting?"
The lowest number of attendees at the plenary meeting was ***, and there were only more than 200 people in total.
As for the fact that Zuo sent a newspaper to attend the meeting, it is not difficult to understand that the Hong Kong branch of Xinhua News Agency is the representative office of the mainland government in Hong Kong, and senior officials at the branch president level will attend important domestic meetings.
He chatted carelessly without worrying about being overheard by the people around him.
In fact, just after the college entrance examination was resumed, the atmosphere was relatively open, and college students in Peking University and Tsinghua University, in particular, were extremely enthusiastic about current affairs and politics. They chatted casually and talked about things that would be certain for future generations. But no one cares about this these days.
"It seems you don't know anything about it, do you? I thought you were too busy working on Youth Digest to get lost?" Zhong Wenzhang joked casually.
"You also know? "Youth Digest" won't be spread to Hong Kong, right?" Lin Xiaoguang felt unbelievable.
"What my family told me, spread to Hong Kong? Are you overthinking it? Only national events such as the Plenary Session can attract the attention of Hong Kong." Zhong Wenzhang shook his head and chuckled.
"Is your family in Peiping?" Lin Xiaoguang noticed this.
"My family is in Guangdong and my brother is in Peiping. Let's not talk about it. I saw the "Youth Digest" you did. I think it's very good. If you can do this, you can be regarded as the president of a school club.
More than enough." Zhong Wenzhang praised him without hesitation.
"It's a pity that it doesn't work. I'm just the editor-in-chief now." Lin Xiaoguang sighed.
"But that's it. A social magazine, no matter how influential it is, can have great influence." Zhong Wenzhang shook his head.
Hearing what he said, Lin Xiaoguang was quite unconvinced and said: "My next plan is to cover all universities in Peking. Before, due to funding issues, I couldn't print more, so I had to do starvation marketing. Now I can print more."
Social journals are due to funding issues. Even if the impact of the content is great, because of the free policy, it cannot become bigger and stronger without money.
Zhong Wenzhang was a little curious as to how he could solve this problem.
Lin Xiaoguang did not disclose his thoughts: "The plenary session will be held for several days, and our December issue will be out around then. You can read it then."
"Then I'll wait and see."
Zhong Wenzhang chatted while eating: "I read your articles in "Youth Digest", and they are quite good. To be honest, if it weren't for the differences between Hong Kong and the mainland and the different cultural environment, those articles of yours would have been published directly."
"Brother Wen, aren't you talking nonsense?"
"Actually, I have something to do when I come here this time." Zhong Wenzhang said with a smile on his face.
"You're so nagging, if you have anything to say, just tell me!"
"It's like this. It's been more than seven months since the serialization of "Heroes". Now it has been serialized to 660,000 words. The plot has been unfolded. Thank you for your help. Because "Heroes" is extremely good, I reported that the sales volume has increased by 30,000 copies. This is
Three times as much as before..."
"Wait a minute..." Lin Xiaoguang had to interrupt.
"So, before serialization, the sales volume was less than 10,000? It can't be that low, right?" His eyes widened.
"I feel ashamed to say that since the June 7th riots, the sales of commercial newspapers have been deteriorating. It was only at the beginning of this year that we decided to add a supplement. "Heroes" is the first work." Zhong Wenzhang sighed when he thought about this.
"Okay..." Lin Xiaoguang said helplessly, "You continue!"
"Now, because "Heroes" is so good, a publisher has approached the newspaper, looking for an author, and is preparing to publish it..."