1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 221
"Leader, you don't understand now. The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys! Although these novels are all winning works of the Yanbing Literature Award and have a certain reader base, we are re-publishing after all, and there is a certain risk. .

Besides, among the people who are willing to spend money to buy books, a large part of them should have read these novels.Why do you buy books?In addition to watching, I think it is largely for collection.

The packaging of our series is beautiful enough that it should attract a large number of readers to collect it.

You don't understand the psychology of mass consumption. Sometimes the more expensive and exquisite things are, the more motivated people are to collect them. "

Lin Weimin and Meng Weizai were playing tricks, and what he said was a little shaken.

But he finally shook his head and said: "No, the books of our Guowen Society are published for the common people to read, not for display."

Lin Weimin saw that it didn't make sense, so he simply played a rogue and said, "I was just promoted in the organization, so you can't dampen young people's enthusiasm for work like this."

Meng Weizai was almost out of breath because of his big hat, and stared at Lin Weimin viciously.

"Okay! I'll report the plan, and if I get scolded, I'll say it was your idea."

Under Lin Weimin's insistence, Meng Weizai reported his plan.

It has been several days now, and there is no movement at all. Lin Weimin wonders if Lao Yan has forgotten about it.

After he stayed in the office all morning, Tan Chaoyang called him out of the office and brought him back a dispatch slip.

"What do you mean?"

"See the 'Other Comments' column."

Lin Weimin looked down and saw only one line, "We are the National Literature Publishing House."

Below are the signatures of Meng Weizai and Yan Wenjing.

Lin Weimin felt disappointed when he saw this sentence, "It's fine if Lao Yan disagrees, why did Lao Meng shoot me in the back?"

Seeing that he was depressed, Tan Chaoyang said earnestly, "Both Lao Meng and I know that your thoughts are very good, but you can understand what Lao Yan said?"

Lin Weimin stared at the dispatch sheet, "Yes!"

"We are the National Literature Publishing House. We are not only responsible for the profit and loss of the publishing house, but more importantly, let the common people see good books. Let the common people see, including not making too high book prices."

Lin Weimin laughed at himself: "My idea runs counter to the original intention of our agency."

Qin Chaoyang said with relief: "I understand that you are eager to make contributions as a new official. If you think about it purely from an economic point of view, your idea is very good, but in our agency, you can't just count on economics, understand?"

Lin Weimin nodded, "Leader, how could I not understand if you broke it down and told me so?"

Tan Chaoyang patted him on the shoulder, "Just understand, don't get emotional, the club is very optimistic about you."

Lin Weimin quickly adjusted his mood, and asked with a smile, "Did Lao Yan scold me behind my back?"

Qin Chaoyang also laughed, "Old Meng has also been scolded, and he looks embarrassed, why do you think I brought you the dispatch slip?"

"Hey, he can be regarded as eating melons with me."

Qin Chaoyang joked, "Who made him the leader? Do you know what Lao Yan said about him?"

"What did you say?" Lin Weimin asked curiously.

"Are you the leader or is he the leader? Do what he says | do what you want?" Tan Chaoyang imitated Yan Wenjing's tone, his eyebrows beaming.

"Hmm..." Lin Weimin's voice was uncomfortable, and he coughed twice, "Then what, editor-in-chief, I have something to do."

"Ah, all right, you can go."

Tan Chaoyang waved at him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Meng Weizai standing behind him with a dark face.

Tan Chaoyang quickly switched expressions, "Old Meng, listen to my explanation, I am not comforting young people!"

……

Meng Weizai took the blame for Lin Weimin this time, it's a matter of course, but when it comes to the real thing, Lao Meng is still very responsible.

Lin Weimin praised Lao Meng in his heart.

"Contemporary Books - First Winners of the Yanbing Literature Award" has finally been determined to be bound in paperback, and the price is only 9.6 yuan.

Seven books, 130 million words, can be described as full of conscience.

This time, Lin Weimin died before he started his career. The idea of ​​making quick money was killed by the leader in the cradle as soon as he was born.

Guowenshe is not doing business.

After straightening his mentality, Lin Weimin devoted his energy to his work.

With the mention of the deputy editor, Lin Weimin's work content has not changed much, and most of them are concerned with administrative affairs.

He didn't realize it at first, but after working for a few days, he finally came back to it.

Since he became the deputy editor-in-chief, the frequency of Lao Meng and Lao Tan's participation in the agency's affairs has visibly decreased. If there is anything wrong, whether it is in the agency or the editorial department, he is the first to call him Lin Weimin.

Isn't he a tired and silly boy?
Bad old man, very bad!
At the end of the torment, "Contemporary Books" was finally released, appearing on the shelves of bookstores across the country.

Lin Weimin's first task as deputy editor-in-chief was finally successfully completed.

Touching the sample booklet that had been published before, Lin Weimin suddenly felt a little uneasy.

I don't know how to buy this series of books?
The number of subscriptions for the series is about [-] copies, and the first printing is scheduled to be [-] copies. This number can only be said to be trivial in terms of the past printing volume of Lin Weimin's works.

But for the vast majority of literary works published in this era, [-] volumes is a considerable number.

Many writers' novels are published and can sell [-] copies, which can earn a lot of income for the publishing house, and the follow-up cooperation will also be carried out very well.

As Lin Weimin's first task after taking office, he is unavoidably worried about the sales of "Contemporary Series".

He once told Meng Weizai that if "Contemporary Books" can become a hit, it will definitely become a weapon of the editorial department that is not inferior to publications.

After all, "Contemporary" only publishes six issues a year, but there is no set rule for the series.Not only can you see the benefits, but it can also expand your influence. This is also the original intention of the agency when it agreed to make "Contemporary" a series of books.

"Weimin, let me tell you, don't bother with the book series, but also care about your own books!"

Yao Shuzhi put several supplements of "People's Literature" on Lin Weimin's desk, with the word "Supplement" printed on the upper right corner of the cover.

Lin Weimin took a look, "Why?"

"What else can I do? Sign it!"

Lin Weimin opened the title page and signed his name, which made people feel distressed.

"Recently, "Tao Ma Ren" has become a bit hot!" Yao Shuzhi picked up the signed copies of "People's Literature".

"It's okay, there are some critical voices."

"That's all nitpicking. The college students in my sister's school have rave reviews for your novel!"

"Tao Ma Ren" was written last autumn, and it was not officially launched until the beginning of this month, shortly after the January issue of "People's Literature", in order to wait for the page of "People's Literature".

The plot of "The Horseman" is based on the later "The Kite Runner", but Lin Weimin has adjusted the core values ​​to make it more in line with Chinese values.

A tome of 30 words, the plot of the novel is full of ups and downs. Against the background of the great era, the friendship story between Bayin and Battelle appears magnificent.

Once this supplement was listed, it aroused great repercussions, and its influence even surpassed that of the January issue.

As a representative figure among young domestic writers, Lin Weimin's status has become more and more prominent, almost to the point of no doubt.

Both readers and critics have placed very high hopes on his new work.

After the publication of the supplement, letters from readers poured into the Guowen Society like snowflakes, and the turmoil of the influx was comparable to that when "Farewell My Concubine" was published.

The large number of letters from readers has increased the workload of "People's Literature" in a short period of time, and most of them are praises for "Tao Ma Man".

However, there are also a small number of readers who have given relatively harsh evaluations. In fact, this kind of voice is gradually appearing in the critics.

The reason is not that there is any problem with the quality of "The Horse Man", but that everyone's requirements for Lin Weimin have changed.

I think back when Lin Weimin published his first novel "The Cliff", he was still a student at the Institute of Literature, and he hadn't even written a few serious novels.

Readers and critics looked at it, hey, this guy wrote well and deserves encouragement.

After "Farewell My Concubine", Lin Weimin became famous, and the quality of his works improved steadily.

Everyone thinks that this is a rising star in the domestic literary world, so it should be encouraged.

Now that "The Man on the Horse" has been published, the length alone reveals an unusual atmosphere, making everyone aware of Lin Weimin's ambition in creation.

Coupled with the nationwide popularity of the "Cliff" TV series, everyone has already regarded Lin Weimin as a great writer with national influence.

What's more, he is still so young and has unlimited potential in the future!

At this time, you can't encourage, you have to spur.

Whip, whipping, whipping is a must!

Reflected in reality, comrades' well-intentioned criticism is certain.

Lin Weimin couldn't help having a toothache when he saw the comments in newspapers and magazines comparing him with the works and characters in textbooks.

You guys really look up to me a little bit.

I'm just a dud!

After get off work in the evening, Lin Weimin rode his motorcycle back home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a blind man with shiny fur facing him. He was so shocked that he picked up the broom at the door and took a big step back.

"Bah!"

The blind man squatted on the ground, startled by his voice, and turned around to have a look.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Lin Weimin put down the broom and said angrily, "What are you doing? Where did you get such a suit?"

Han Zhuangzhuang showed off his mink fur coat and said, "How is it? I bought it from the fur department for more than 200 yuan!"

"You're so poor, have you spent all your salary?" Lin Weimin asked with a straight face.

"How can it be!"

Lin Weimin was surprised, "Didn't the flowers finish?"

"There are more than 100 left. Hey, old uncle, you forgot, I have a lot of subsidies for performances in Shanghai, and now CCTV is giving me subsidies every day."

Han Zhuangzhuang's face has a bit of simple and honest cunning. The eldest nephew may be very simple in other respects, but not in terms of money.

Lin Weimin reprimanded: "Why spend more than 200 yuan on this thing?"

Han Zhuangzhuang ignored his words, and continued to whisper: "Old man, do you look like Zhou Yi?"

"I think you look like a sixth child!"

Lin Weimin was helpless.

In terms of the ability to bring goods, the TV dramas of later generations are incomparable with this era. The TV dramas of this era can really affect TV audiences across the country.

The big nephew's sable body is the proof.

Han Zhuangzhuang touched the smooth mink fur and muttered to himself, "My mother always talked about wearing a mink when she went back to the Northeast, and this time I also wore it."

Lin Weimin was still a bit angry at first, but after hearing this sentence, he all turned into a sigh!
　I went to pick up the computer today, and I have to return my friend’s computer. By the way, I’ll see the old man again. I’m guaranteed two more six thousand, and I’ll continue tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)