1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 174 The Price Is A Little Low
In the evening of May, Lin Weimin parked his motorcycle at the gate of Wanxingju.

Wanxingju, one of the eight major residences in the old Yanjing, the old Yanjing has eight halls, eight buildings, and eight residences, and the residence is the smallest restaurant.

Later, because of the good steamed stuffed buns, Wanxingju simply switched to selling steamed stuffed buns, which became a national chain and known all over the country.

Today Lin Weimin came by appointment, and the person who invited him was Ren Hao.

He is still watching the later stages of the TV series "The Cliff" in Yanjing. If he is free today, he invites a few acquaintances in Yanjing to catch up.

"Teacher Jin!"

"Teacher Deng!"

"Guide!"

When we met, Lin Weimin greeted those who had already come, and they were Ren Hao, Jin Shan and Deng Zaijun.

"For the people, you are late." Deng Zaijun smiled heartily.

Lin Weimin looked at the table, "This means that there is no wine, or I will punish myself with three drinks."

Ren Hao immediately said: "Then I'll give you two bottles!"

Jin Shan said: "Okay, stop joking."

Lin Weimin sat down with a smile, and asked: "The teachers came early, why do you want to come here to eat buns?"

"As the director, you have to taste the taste of Badaju." Jin Shan explained.

After ordering, Ren Hao chatted about the post-production of "The Cliff", which will be finished in half a month, much faster than expected.

"Is it going to be broadcast on Qindao TV after it's over?" Lin Weimin asked.

Ren Hao took a look at Jinshan, "Our Qindao is definitely going to broadcast it. Mr. Jin is now contacting CCTV. If it goes well, it should be broadcasted on both channels at the same time."

"Good news!" Lin Weimin said happily.

"We have to wait until the production is finished, and we will talk about it after watching the film." Jin Shan said.

His words were a little modest. He is the director of the TV art committee under the radio and television company, and he is a real ace in the domestic TV circle. It is not difficult to get a TV series on CCTV.

Moreover, the number of TV dramas produced each year in China is pitifully small these days, and most TV stations are worried that they have no dramas to broadcast. As long as the quality of "The Cliff" passes the test, it is not a problem to get on CCTV.

"With Mr. Jin around, it's not a problem." Lin Weimin complimented.

The few people present today are not wine and meat friends, otherwise the meeting place would not be the steamed stuffed bun shop in Wanxingju.

After tasting Wanxingju's steamed stuffed buns, Ren Hao was satisfied, and everyone chatted relaxedly for a while before the party ended.

Coming out of Wanxingju, Ren Hao and Deng Zaijun left, Teacher Jin Shan suddenly asked Lin Weimin: "Mr. Lin doesn't have a girlfriend yet?"

"Ah, no." Lin Weimin was slightly surprised.

"Our teacher Deng's daughter seems to be about the same age as you. Did you two meet last time?"

Lin Weimin heard Jin Shan's meaning, "Yes, we met before."

"How do you feel about Xiao Zhou? You young people should have something in common, right?"

Lin Weimin was thinking about how to answer this question, and when he hesitated, he heard Jin Shan say: "Don't worry, Mr. Deng is really optimistic about you and wants me to help you match Zhou Meng."

Seeing that Jin Shan made his words clear, Lin Weimin said, "Mr. Jin, I haven't considered this aspect yet."

Teacher Jin looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes, "Don't rush to refuse. Do you know who Teacher Deng's husband is?"

Lin Weimin shook his head, wondering who her husband has to do with me?
Jin Shan was a little surprised, "Haven't you heard of it?"

Lin Weimin said: "Why do I inquire about this kind of thing?"

Teacher Jinshan laughed, that's even better, this is still a temperament that doesn't like to cling.

"Teacher Deng's husband is now working at the National Defense University and is the director."

"Oh."

Lin Weimin responded, feeling quite normal, Director?Terrific is equivalent to a servant, worthy of Mr. Jin's attention?

Teacher Jin continued with a smile: "Let me remind you again, Zhou Meng's surname is Zhou."

"What's wrong with the surname Zhou? The surname Zhou..."

Lin Weimin's words stopped there, his eyes fixed on Teacher Jin, and he stammered: "Jin...Mr. Jin, the week you are talking about is not the week I think of, is it?"

Teacher Jin was still smiling and stopped talking.

Lin Weimin asked curiously: "Then Zhou Meng is considered an old man..."

"Grandniece."

Lin Weimin nodded, and then said: "So, she is a noble girl from a famous family!"

"I don't care about that now. I told this because I'm afraid that you don't know the background of others, and you will regret it when you find out later."

"Mr. Jin, who do you think I am?" Lin Weimin said dissatisfied.

"Aren't you excited?" Jin Shan asked urgently.

Lin Weimin heheed twice, Zhou Meng's family background is really good, and when you think of her delicate appearance, it's hard not to be tempted.

But when Lin Weimin thought that if he found such a wife, it would not be easy for him to have sex in the future.

That was really hanging on a tree with a crooked neck.

"Mr. Jin, you have such a good family background, why don't you worry about finding a partner?"

"So, you haven't watched Zhou Moe?"

Lin Weimin waved his hand and said, "Mr. Jin, please don't say that, I can't climb high."

Jin Shan looked at Lin Weimin and smiled meaningfully, "Young man, don't worry about it, don't regret it in the future."

Lin Weimin felt a lot of pressure from Jin Shan, "Mr. Jin, you are joking."

A few days later, Lin Weimin was riding a motorcycle to work, but was stopped at the gate of the Guowen Society.

"Zhou Meng?"

"teacher LIN!"

Seeing Lin Weimin, Zhou Meng blushed a little.

"You came to find me?"

"Ah."

Zhou Meng looked into Lin Weimin's eyes, summoned up her courage and said, "Did you meet my mother two days ago?"

Lin Weimin wanted to pretend to be stupid, but looking at Zhou Meng's watery almond eyes, he didn't speak.

This girl has a good family background, and she is not bad looking. It is normal for her to be proud and arrogant. If she heard the news of her rejection from her mother, she would definitely not be able to accept it.

Seeing that Lin Weimin didn't respond to her words, Zhou Meng pouted and took out a letter from her bag.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here today to be your pen pal." She handed the letter to Lin Weimin.

"Remember to write me back!"

Zhou Meng warned, and ran away before Lin Weimin could reply.

Lin Weimin stared at the letter in his hand, what does this girl mean?

Are you planning to play Plato with me?

After receiving the letter in the bag, Lin Weimin went to work in the office.

In the morning, Meng Weizai called him out of the office.

"Leader, what's the matter?"

Meng Weizai said with a bit of joy on his face, "Last time, Random House, who visited the club for inspection, contacted the club and said that they would publish your "Farewell My Concubine"!"

Random House?

The first reaction in Lin Weimin's mind was Qiao Sen.

"When did this happen?"

"yesterday."

Lin Weimin muttered, "It's been more than half a year, and the efficiency is really slow."

Meng Weizai asked: "You knew this news before?"

Lin Weimin explained: "The foreigner who came to the agency to investigate was the uncle of a friend of mine. He told me that his uncle had someone translate the manuscript of "Farewell My Concubine" after returning to the United States. He probably wanted to read the novel. Quality. It’s been half a year, and I thought they had given up long ago.”

"So that's what happened." Meng Weizai was stunned, "Lao Yan and I were wondering why Random Bookstore found your book on purpose."

Meng Weizai then brought Lin Weimin to Yan Wenjing's office.

The door to the country has just been opened this year, and anything involving foreign affairs is a big deal, not to mention that Random House is one of the major publishing houses in the United States.

Actively seeking to publish the works published and published by the Guowen Society is not only a big event, but also a happy event for the Guowen Society.

Yan Wenjing called Lin Weimin here, mainly because he wanted to know about the origin of Random House's publication of "Farewell My Concubine", which is an indispensable process in this era.

Lin Weimin did not hide it, and told him how he met Qiao Sen, Lao Ma and other foreign student friends.

Yan Wenjing felt relieved after hearing this, but Lin Weimin asked at this moment: "Leader, how much is Random House going to pay for the manuscript? How many copies will be printed for the first time?"

Yan Wenjing glared at him, "Look at you, a money fanatic, if you say it, it will embarrass our Guowen Society!"

Lin Weimin said aggrievedly: "I make a living by writing, and it's shameful to care about the manuscript fee? You're a little bit out of touch with the world."

"Are you assuming that I don't know how much you charge for manuscripts a year?"

Lin Weimin said in a low voice, "How much I charge is my hard earned money."

Yan Wenjing snorted, "I was given a price of 5000 US dollars. The number of prints has not yet been determined, but it is estimated that there will not be too many. After all, your novel is a foreign work."

"Then I disagree."

5000 dollars?

Laozi published a novella in "Ellery Quinn's Reasoning Journal" and it will cost nearly 2500 meters, 5000 meters?What about beggars?
Lin Weimin deeply suspected that either there was a second devil in a certain link in the country who planned to use him to sell to foreigners and deliberately lowered the price, or Qiao Sen, an old man, felt that the Chinese had never seen the market and planned to come here. Low investment high return.

When Yan Wenjing heard his words, surprise was written on his face.

"You don't agree?"

Lin Weimin took it for granted, "Of course. The 5000-meter knife, how can you play like a beggar? I published a small novella in a magazine and still have more than 2000-meter knife!"

Yan Wenjing was shocked again, "You paid more than 2000 meters for the novella in the magazine? When did it happen? Are you in the United States?"

Lin Weimin did not disclose the matter of publishing novels in foreign magazines to the leaders and colleagues in the agency. This would have been missed, so he could only explain what happened.

Yan Wenjing and Meng Weizai were a little dazed after listening to it. They published a novel in the largest reasoning magazine in the United States and received more than 2000 yuan in royalties?It's unbelievable to think about it, like a fairy tale.

But what Lin Weimin said is well-founded, it doesn't seem like he made it up.

"Weimin, is this true?" Meng Weizai confirmed with Lin Weimin again.

"There's nothing to lie about. I still have the list of international wire transfers. How about I show it to you?"

Seeing that Lin Weimin was so determined, Yan Wenjing and Meng Weizai looked at each other, there was no mistake about it.

From this point of view, the price given by Random House is indeed very low!

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