Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 305 There is no difference without comparison

Return to Xiangjiang?

Jiang Yongan chanted the four words He Ping said, as if there was a kind of magical power, which made him almost lose his mind for a while.

"Brother, brother..."

When He Ping's call came, Jiang Yongan came back to his senses, "I'm laughing at you, brother, you still lose your composure at such an age."

"Brother, don't say that, after experiencing all the ups and downs in life, you can still stand here and you are already stronger than ordinary people."

Jiang Yongan waved his hand and did not respond to He Ping's rainbow fart, "Brother He, what do you mean by supporting me to return to Xiangjiang?"

"Since you don't want to go to the mainland, brother, it's a good choice to go back to Xiangjiang for development. The publishing industry and book market in Xiangjiang should be relatively hot these years. I am also more interested in Xiangjiang. With a bridge like you, brother, It happens to be possible to go to Xiangjiang to explore the way, what do you think, brother?"

He Ping's words moved Jiang Yong'an's heart. If there is a choice, who would like to live in such a small place, and who would not want to return home.

If He Ping really has the strength to make him return to Xiangjiang, then it doesn't matter if he works for him.

"Is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true." He Ping said with incomparable certainty.

"Can you be specific?"

Originally, He Ping thought that Jiang Yong'an was going to help Liang Yuejin develop his publishing business, but since he didn't want to, He Ping turned his idea to Xiangjiang.

According to Jiang Yong'an, he has worked in Xiangjiang's publishing industry for more than 20 years, and he still has some contacts and relationships.After the bankruptcy, he was ashamed to speak to others, and he came to Nanshan after two years of depression.

In this case, why not He Ping use him to develop a foothold in Xiangjiang.

The mainland has just reformed and opened up these years, and there are many people in Xiangjiang who are interested in the mainland. Many distinctive book resources in the mainland are very popular with people in the cultural circle.As for Xiangjiang from the mainland, let alone, as long as it is said to be from Xiangjiang, it must be expensive and reasonable, and it is enough to import a few martial arts novels from Xiangjiang.

In the 80s, the global publishing industry was in full swing, and it was not too late to enter the game and set up a chess piece.At least when I go out to introduce in the future, not to mention the identity of the writer, I can also say that I am a cultural businessman, and the general introduction is the head of the chicken farm, which is not in line with the tone of my time traveler.

More importantly, what He Ping values ​​most about Jiang Yongan is his identity as a "Xiangjiang native".

The unspoken rules of "several people" in China are no longer popular. If He Ping can bring Jiang Yongan, a Xiangjiang native, into his team, it will undoubtedly add a lot of help to his future development.

He Ping told Jiang Yongan about the concept of sending cultural products to the two places, and Jiang Yongan also recognized his idea, and his heart was a little moved.

He Ping saw that the fire was almost ready, so he said: "There is no rush for this matter, brother, you should think about it later, I think this matter is very worth a try."

Jiang Yongan's heart was moved, and he was ready to wait for He Ping to make an offer, but unexpectedly he shrank back. Seeing this, he had no choice but to calm down, "Okay, then I will think about it again, and we will talk in detail when we think about it later."

Of course He Ping wanted to make a quick decision and settle the matter on the spot, but despite his good words about returning to Xiangjiang, he had absolutely no money to do it now.

The family deposit is more than 8 yuan. This year, I spent nearly [-] yuan extravagantly, and I spent a little less than [-] yuan in Nanshan alone.

This amount of money can be used to dominate the country, but if it is thrown in Xiangjiang, it will not be worth it.

He Ping thought that "Fu Gui" had been released for half a year, and it would be time to settle the bill after a while. This is a lot of money.There is also the dividend of Hantun Chicken Farm this year, which is estimated to be 30 million when added together.According to the exchange rate at this time, it should be enough for Jiang Yongan to set up a stall in Xiangjiang.

However, domestic foreign exchange is not enough at this time, and if the exchange is successful, it will definitely cost a fortune, and Jiang Yongan will be responsible for this matter at that time.

This is one reason why He Ping wants to stretch Jiang Yongan, and the other reason is that he still has to investigate this old man.

After all, we met by chance. Although we have had a good chat these past few days, who knows how true or false this person is. Before handing over the money to him, you have to know a little bit.

I went back to Lao Cheng (Cheng Jingshan) to inquire about his background. There are very few Xiangjiang people doing business in the mainland these days, and everyone has a record with the government, so it is not difficult to find out.Then let Hong Qi find some people to test him out. If there is no problem, it will prove that this person is still credible.

"Okay. I've almost finished my work in Nanshan, and I'll be back in Liao Province in a few days. If I come back next time, it will be three months sooner or half a year later. During this time, brother, you can go to the mainland more Let's go, relax and relax. When I come back next time, I hope to get the good news that you agree, brother, and then we will have a good drink and discuss big plans together!"

After Jiang Yongan got over the initial excitement, he also relaxed.No matter how much he says with empty teeth, it is not as good as the benefits on paper. He is over fifty years old, and the excitement just now is only because of his obsession with the hometown where he has lived for 50 to [-] years.

He Ping said he would come back after a while, but Jiang Yongan was noncommittal, so let's talk about it later.In the year of destiny, the tempering of life has already filled him with patience. If He Ping didn't boast, then he didn't care about these few months; if He Ping just talked about it, he had nothing to lose.

"Okay, then we've made a deal."

After He Ping left Jiang Yongan's bookstore, he contacted Cheng Jingshan and asked him to check Jiang Yongan's identity.Then he asked Hong Qi to arrange for someone to go to Jiang Yongan's bookstore to do some small things every now and then, to test his character.

He Ping has never believed in the kind of plot where two people can tell each other's character after just talking, especially since he has to hand over a lot of money to the other party, how can he do it without investigating clearly? .

Time calmly entered January 82, when people did not have the habit of celebrating New Year's Day.

As the time for the winter vacation of the university was getting closer, He Ping began to make arrangements for the base employees to enroll in the evening school.

The employees recruited by the base are basically young people. Many of them are educated youth who have returned to the city and cannot find a job, failed to pass the college entrance examination, and rural youth who have no conditions to study.

Since He Ping started to work on the night school, the employees have been looking forward to this day.

Finally, the red paper for night school registration was pasted on the wall of the cafeteria, and the employees rushed to He Ping to register for fear of missing this opportunity.

"Everyone's enthusiasm for learning is very high!" He Ping looked at the enthusiastic employees with great satisfaction, knowing that motivated employees are good employees.

After a short and intense registration campaign, the registration rate for the night school training of base employees reached [-]%. He Ping lamented that his efforts were not in vain.
(End of this chapter)