While everyone was chatting, Editor Su came back with a frosty look on his face.
On a hot day, his head and face were covered with sweat, but his eyes looked like ice cubes. His whole body was in a state of low pressure, as if there was going to be a heavy rainstorm at any time.
Editor Su came in at the same time as him, and we usually have a good relationship with him. Guomu quickly asked: "What is the request?"
Is it possible that the author should accompany me to eat and drink? The key is that I have never heard of this publisher having such a problem.
"Don't mention it!"
After Editor Su took two sips of herbal tea, it seemed that the anxiety in his heart had dissipated.
"You said it's a good criminal investigation novel. The author was not famous before, and the sales of previous books were also good!"
"The result is here. The publisher said it would stimulate sales and change the name."
Everyone hurriedly advised: "Just change it, change the name, what a big deal! Is it worth making you all so angry...Does the author have to use a certain name?"
Editor Su laughed angrily.
"Do you know what the publisher called the name change?"
"It's about solving crimes, suspense, and detectives! For a book like this, I wouldn't say it's compared to Sherlock Holmes. It can't be renamed like this just for the sake of sales!"
He cleared his throat.
"Baoyang's second wife is at home alone."
…
this……
Guo Mu almost spits out the tea after taking a sip.
What is this name?!
Everyone knows what kind of readers this curious name is trying to attract.
But the problem is that this kind of readers may not necessarily like detective novels.
Anyone who truly loves this type of novel will never buy a book like this.
Only then did Guo Mu understand.
If it were her, she wouldn't agree, let alone negotiate with the author.
How can we negotiate this? This is obviously pushing away readers on both sides. I really don’t know what the publisher is thinking...
The author must have known this in his mind, but for a while he really couldn't agree with it.
For those who like pornographic novels, after reading this book, I feel deeply disgusted with this author, feeling that he is trying to sell someone else's story.
For those who like detective novels, looking at this name, they will feel that this author is no longer their favorite author.
"Tell me..."
Editor Su was really furious: "They asked me to communicate with the author. How can I communicate? I just mentioned it as a joke, and the author almost fell out."
The writers these days are still very noble, and they only write good works randomly, but they are not relevant at all, so they give them a name like this...
If you tell me, your face will be dull!
Who would be happy?
But if you are not happy, can you still struggle with money?
There was a back-and-forth, and the one who got frustrated in the middle was Editor Su.
…
He wanted to be tough and tell the publisher that he would not publish it.
I also want to be tougher and just tell the author that I disagree.
But the author wants to make money, and he also wants to earn bonuses, so doesn’t he have to rack his brains?
Oops, whenever I think about this, my heart feels blocked!
Guomu also advised him: "Forget it. If the author is willing, we can help negotiate peace. But it is obvious that he is not willing, and the publisher does not have to have his book, so this business is not easy to negotiate."
They are all so old, they earn a basic salary, they have hot authors, and they also get bonuses. They don’t need to pay for the money that publishing a book can bring.
Editor Su smiled bitterly.
"I do think so."
"My wife was diagnosed with a thyroid problem some time ago and needs a major operation. I can raise the cost of the operation from relatives, but I still have to pay it back."
"But didn't the family's money go to the company to buy welfare housing? You said that the children are so old, they must have a family."
"Seeing that I already have a girlfriend, I can't stay in this small house of 50 to 60 square meters. How will I start a family in the future?"
"I don't want to make more money. If I pay back the money earlier, my family will be more relaxed."
Poor parents in the world, they worry about these things all the time.
…
Their unit has good welfare, so when a magazine like this is published, the editor himself does not gain much.
After all, according to the market conditions these days, the author’s first payment of manuscript tax is estimated to be only 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. How much more can the editor get?
Guomu's heart moved.
However, there were many people in the office, so she didn't say much. She just patted the other person's shoulder reassuringly and said casually:
"Are you free at noon? Why don't we go to the restaurant next door for a meal and I'll see if I can think of something for you?"
They are all old colleagues. When Guomu said this, Editor Su immediately agreed.
…
It was noon, so the two of them didn't go far, so they ordered two dishes at a small restaurant nearby.
The two of them were sitting in the corner, with the diagonal fan blowing loudly, which made the fruit trees feel dizzy, and they couldn't help but sigh.
——Are you getting older or something? I feel uncomfortable even blowing the fan.
Editor Su is also not feeling well. During this period, he is worried about borrowing money to make money, his wife's illness, and the fact that his children are getting older and there will be more places to spend money...
I'm numb, I have a lot of things on my mind.
He sighed.
"You said this is what happened. The more money is needed, the more things will happen."
Guo Mu feels the same way, this is indeed a kind of metaphysics.
but……
"Old Su! Let me tell you the truth, as for your problem, unless the author figures it out or the publisher gives in, what can we, an introducer, say? I can't help you solve it."
"But if you want to make more money recently, I can introduce you to a part-time job."
Editor Su smiled bitterly.
"At such an old age, what kind of part-time job can we still do?"
Editing sounds like a high-end job, but in fact, who can’t do it if you’re familiar with it?
The only thing they are proud of is the experience they have accumulated over the years and the methods they have mastered.
But as I said before, the publishing industry is booming now, and many publishers like to discover authors themselves, but there is really not much they can do now.
Guomu smiled.
"There is a literary website that has been growing rapidly recently and is recruiting editors. I think you can give it a try."
If a part-time employee is willing to take on all the responsibilities of editor-in-chief, he or she will receive a basic salary, and there will also be bonuses depending on the work situation.
For example, Guomu, because she was too busy at her previous job, now she only takes on the work of copyright operations.
There is no need for a basic salary, just commissions and bonuses after the publication is negotiated.
But when Editor Su is in a hurry for money, it is of course better to take on the responsibility of editor-in-chief full-time.
They have been colleagues for many years, and they understand each other's personalities. Editor Su thought for a while and asked, "Is it reliable?"
Guo Mu laughed: "I introduced him, do you think he is reliable?"
"It's the Dream Weaver Literature Network, go check it out."
"If you are interested, I will take you to their company someday when I have time."
"However, if you want to take the publisher's route, you have to wait for the next batch."
She had just submitted the latest lists, so she couldn't introduce her colleagues to intercept her.
When Guo Mu said this, Editor Su understood. He nodded and said, "Okay."
If I don’t work harder, with this salary of three to four thousand a month, when will I be able to pay back the borrowed money?
He is not a fruit tree, and his hands are so hot. If he doesn't fight, there is really nothing he can do.
…
…
Lao Wang stood on the podium, took a slow sip of tea, then looked at the expectant eyes of the students below, and then waved his hand lightly:
"get out of class is over."
With a roar, more than a dozen people stood up immediately.
There are also some who move slowly. They are chatting with friends and clearing the table at the same time.
But even if it's slow, it's not that slow.
Now it's noon, and the little food I had in the morning has long been digested. I'm still growing, and now I'm hungry.
Everyone packed up their textbooks as quickly as possible and rushed out of the classroom.
Bai Shanshan looked at Ding Wei from the side.
"Weiwei, can I bring you food?"
Chen Siyu said nothing, only showing some sympathy in his eyes.
Ding Wei nodded silently.
Now Bai Shanshan didn't need to ask her what she wanted to eat. She just looked at her wishing for happiness, nodded and left with the book in her arms.
And Lao Wang was waving his head like a devil.
"Come on, come on! Don't be in a hurry to eat. Let me see what you have been writing recently."
The assignment last week was three books and three reflections of no less than 5,000 words.
One of them is an obscure ancient text.
Ding Wei just gnawed for three days, and she also had to write some thoughts in classical Chinese...
Listen to Lao Wang’s request. Is it a human request?
A 5,000-word classical Chinese essay!
Although the subject matter and style are not limited, the "Great Learning" among the Four Books and Five Classics only has more than 3,000 words!
——I'm going to take my life.
Not to mention that other teachers assigned some homework.
…
When Ding Wei thought about it, her eyes felt dizzy.
Because of her state, Bu Ming came to see her two days ago. He originally planned to say something excited, but when he saw the blank look in her eyes, he thought about what Lao Wang had done to Ding Wei, and recalled in his mind the memories of being beaten by Lao.
The king was so frightened that he ran away.
He is also someone who has enjoyed Lao Wang's favor.
I brought Ding Wei's magazine to the class before and dedicated it to Lao Wang with my own hand... There were 15 classes in a row, and every class had to be called by name.
Bu Ming actually loves this course, but no matter how much he loves it, he can't resist the teacher's love.
Fortunately, Lao Wang was eventually attracted by Ding Wei and took away his firepower.
But during that time, Bu Ming felt really stressed.
Seeing Ding Wei like this now, I thought the burden was too much.
Scared, scared.
…
Lao Wang accepted Ding Wei's three typed manuscripts with a smile, and then pulled out a stack of paper from his own lesson plan.
"I wrote a lot more over the weekend in the past two days. Is it hard for you?"
Ding Wei looked at Lao Wang with tears in her eyes.
To be honest with Professor Wang, now she can relax by helping her write manuscripts.
Otherwise, just by looking at those books, her eyes would go blind, and her heart would go blind.
Perhaps her expression was too pitiful, so Lao Wang finally became reclusive:
"Aren't you a little tired while doing these homework and typing the manuscript for me... Look, I have a lot of tasks for you right now."
Ding Wei forced a smile.
"Not tired, not tired..."
She caused trouble last time, and now she hasn't gotten up yet. Now facing Lao Wang, she really has no thoughts at all.
Lao Wang sighed pitifully:
"Oh, it's my fault for not thinking carefully."
"You are a little girl, and you have such a heavy workload every day. If it goes on for a long time, your body may collapse."
He was still not good at typing, but he felt that typing 5,000 words was an insurmountable gap.
Ding Wei's eyes sparkled.
——Lao Wang really does have a conscience!
Can we only assign two assignments a week from now on?
Just listen to Lao Wang mutter:
"I've already thought about it. I'll ask for an assistant coach later. I'll just give him a little more bonus and let him help with these things."
"Ding Wei, as for you, just concentrate on your studies."
Ding Wei:……
No!
No!
She shouted in her heart, watching Lao Wang walk out of the door coolly, and the campus broadcast came to her ears.
It is Fei Yuqing's affectionate "One Cut Plum Blossom".
"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing..."
In midsummer, Ding Wei suddenly didn't feel hot at all.
…
Ding Wei brought back a pile of books from the library, including history, literature, and two economics books provided by Professor Zhang.
Originally there was no economy, after all, history is quite difficult to chew on.
Those engaged in literature and those engaged in economics do not go hand in hand.
But Lao Wang is also pursuing the serialization of Ding Wei's novels, and now he expresses his opinion that the economic views in her novels are quite unique.
There are some avant-garde ideas, I think I heard Lao Zhang say them at the wine table.
So with a shout, Ding Wei was also introduced to Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang had talked to Ding Wei twice and felt that this child had the charm of their school of economics, and he also wondered whether she would like to change her major.
Oh my god, the financial guy was already very good at this in his last life. Now that he has finally managed to convert numbers into words, why would he be willing to continue on this old path?
Even if the accounting major is different from economics, don’t they all have to deal with numbers in the end?
Ding Wei shook her head wildly.
It’s better to write words.
The text is dirty, black, and randomly piled inside.
Well, everyone has their own ambitions.
Lao Zhang didn't force it, but he immediately issued a list of books. The requirement was to write an analysis on one book every week, and he would give individual guidance later.
The old professors these days are really upright and upright, and they are willing to pay so much for the students in the outer college!
Ding Wei almost cried for such high moral integrity.
Now, apart from not attending classes, she is no different from Chen Siyu.
…
In contrast, Bai Shanshan's life seems much easier.
However, it seems that it is just a seeming thing.
Bai Pangshan's life is not easy now.
Because good sisters share difficulties, when Ding Wei and Chen Siyu study crazily, Bai Shanshan has to work hard to find ways to exercise beside them.
A professional bodybuilding teacher gave her a set of exercises, requiring ten sets every day. How about her diet...
She used to always find excuses not to do it, but now Ding Wei and Chen Siyu are studying crazily in the dormitory, biting their pens and staring at her. She has no choice but to do it.
Those who cannot endure hardship together are not good sisters!
Bai Shanshan was pitiful, weak and helpless, and she only regretted that she could not overturn the boat of friendship unilaterally.
