1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 528 A Simple Hobby

More than half of September passed, and on this day, colleagues in the editorial department sat together again to study sales issues.

The eighth issue of "Dust Settled" was released at the beginning of last month, and now it has been [-] days. Bookstores around the world have not reported the need for additional printing, which proves that the remaining inventory should be enough to digest.

The ninth issue was released at the beginning of this month, and it has been 20 days until now, with a first print of 150 million copies. According to the feedback information, the sales speed is faster than the first few issues in the first half of the year. This is obviously affected by the eighth issue. Affected, so that sales have picked up.

However, even with the blessing of "Dust Settled" in the eighth issue, compared with those months with high sales in previous years, the sales of the eighth issue are still quite inferior.

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help sighing, "The sales are really falling, and people are caught off guard."

He Qizhi sighed and said, "Actually, it's already considered good. After all, sales have picked up. It's definitely not the same as when it was at the peak, but at least it can be maintained."

Liu Yin said: "Didn't you listen to what Wei Min said? It's not so easy to maintain it, and it may not be what will happen in the future!"

"Change the subject! Change the subject! How unlucky!" Yao Shuzhi yelled.

When everyone was fishing in troubled waters in the editorial department, Lin Weimin had just returned from a meeting outside. When he got out of the car, he heard Uncle Zhai call him, saying that the post office had notified him of a wire transfer.

Some time ago, Guo Feng of Wandao took the opportunity of cooperating with Guowen Society to propose to publish Lin Weimin's works. Except for the earliest spy war trilogy, he packaged all the remaining works.

This time, Wandao Xindi Publishing House telegraphically transferred the manuscript fee paid to Lin Weimin, totaling more than 160 million dollars.

This amount of manuscript fee income is now transferred to Lin Weimin's foreign exchange account, and there is almost no splash.

Last year, Lin Weimin donated 1000 million knives to the China Youth Education Development Foundation, and the foreign exchange in his account was reduced to 500 million knives. Now, less than a year later, the foreign exchange balance in his account has returned to the donation previous level.

It is estimated that by the end of the year, it will be 6000 million at least.

So much money, there is no way to spend it all!
In the evening, when he was about to get off work, a Daihatsu parked in the courtyard of the Guowen Society. Li Guangfu got out of the car, with his brother strapped to his waist, and walked sideways.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Weimin couldn't help laughing, "Hehe, where did this come from?"

Seeing Lin Weimin, Li Guangfu's aura of nouveau riche restrained a little.

"Mr. Lin, I'm doing this for the convenience of doing business."

"Understood, understood!" Lin Weimin said so, but there was still a bit of ridicule in his tone.

In the past few years, Li Guangfu first helped Lin Weimin clean up the house and earned his first pot of gold.

Later, Lin Weimin entrusted him with the house he had saved, and asked him to open an intermediary company to help Lin Weimin rent houses. After a period of development, the business of Li Guangfu's intermediary company was no longer limited to Lin Weimin's real estate. Yes, the scale is also one of the best among the real estate agencies in Yanjing City.

After chatting about the development during this period, Li Guangfu said to Lin Weimin: "Mr. Lin, why don't you go to Baylor House?"

"What's the matter? It's time to hand in the work?" Lin Weimin asked.

In a flash, the renovation project of Yongzhen Baylor Mansion has been going on for two years, and Lin Weimin has invested more money in it than in buying this mansion.

Except for Lin Weimin's occasional visits in the first year, he seldom cared about the progress of the reconstruction project in the following time.

"I have lived up to your entrustment. It's almost done. You can go and have a look first. We'll fix it when we have time to pick out the faults. It should be handed over in winter. You can hang it for another winter, and it will be ready for use in the spring of next year." gone."

Lin Weimin followed Li Guangfu to Yongzhen Baylor Mansion, and Guo Daiheng was already waiting here.

"Professor Guo, long time no see!" Lin Weimin greeted Guo Daihang with a smile.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they walked towards the gate of the mansion.

After not coming for a long time, Lin Weimin noticed the difference between this mansion and the previous one as soon as he arrived at the gate.

The original mottled and old gate with vermilion and gold pillars has now regained its colorful colors of red and yellow, the paintings on the walking board have also been repainted, and the brick carvings on the eaves have been restored to their original forms.

After entering the courtyard, many of the blue-striped stones on the ground were broken and missing, and now they have been replaced with new ones, and the color and texture are not much different from the original ones.

Lin Weimin looked up and saw that the originally decadent and dilapidated environment had become clean and comfortable.

It took more than two years to renovate and renovate the Yongzhen Baylor Mansion, and millions of dollars were spent. It was by no means a simple renovation. While carrying out some modernization on the inside, it was also necessary to restore the original style of the mansion.

Walking around in the courtyard, and entering a few rooms to check, Lin Weimin was very happy.

"Good job!"

When Li Guangfu visited Lin Weimin, he kept mentioning it in his heart, but now he heard his words, he finally felt relieved.

"With your words, I feel relieved, it proves that your money is not wasted!"

Lin Weimin added: "I'm busy with work, so I'll let Professor Guo be in charge of the acceptance later. If Professor Guo raises any questions, you should cooperate with rectification."

"No problem, don't worry!"

On the morning of the weekend, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to Yongxin Baylor Mansion for a tour.

It has been several years since Yongzhen Baylor Mansion was bought from Lin Weimin. Tao Huimin only knew that he bought such a mansion, but he had never seen what it looked like.

This time, Lin Weimin took her to the Baylor Mansion, which had already entered the end of its renovation, and walked around inside and out, and the whole morning passed without knowing it.

Tao Huimin was a little dizzy after visiting the Baylor Mansion. When Lin Weimin bought this place, he didn't have much feeling except for its greatness.

But now, after spending millions of dollars on refurbishment and reconstruction, this place has regained its former splendor, and Tao Huimin couldn't help but be amazed.

After strolling around for a whole morning, Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin stood in the very center of the mansion. The five north rooms had front and back corridors, which was magnificent.

"What's the use of buying such a big house?" Tao Huimin held this sentence in her heart for a whole morning, and now she finally couldn't help asking.

The old god Lin Weimin was there, and he said calmly: "In the years since Jianguo, there are only a handful of such mansions that have been sold to the public. Isn't it delighted to see Lie Xin!"

He added: "In such a big place, the two of us will definitely not be able to live in it. I plan to move all my collections here. In such a big place, no matter how many things there are, it will be enough."

From the purchase to the modification, calculated in RMB, this Baylor Mansion cost at least 200 million. Now it has been repaired with great difficulty, but it is used to store things. It is difficult for Tao Huimin to understand Lin Weimin's brain circuit.

I wanted to call him a prodigal, but I couldn't open my mouth when I thought about my husband's income.

He doesn't like smoking or drinking. He usually likes to read a book and collect some antique calligraphy and paintings. There is really no place to put so many things in the house. The good house becomes crowded because of the existence of those things. It's better to put them all. it's here.

Forget it, forget it, just such a simple and unpretentious hobby, let him go!
After dinner at noon, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin went to Yanjing Hospital. A few days ago, Mr. Wan was admitted to the hospital because of bad mood for many days.

After a few days of recuperation in the hospital, Mr. Wan's complexion improved a lot, and he was happy to see Lin Weimin and talk to him.

Seeing that there were still paper and pens on the bedside table next to Mr. Wan's hospital bed, Lin Weimin said, "If you are not in good health, you should rest more. When can't you write?"

Mr. Wan waved his hand, "Oh, it's not what I want to write, it's all about favors."

Wan Fang on the side explained the reason.

Mr. Wan's hometown is in Qianjiang, Hubei. Last year, the county was withdrawn and a city was established. This year, Qianjiang City opened a "Wan Jiabao Works Exhibition Hall".

If it was an invitation from another place, Mr. Wan would probably refuse it outright.

But this happened to be an invitation from his hometown, and he couldn't refuse it straight away.But he was ill and could not return home, so he decided to entrust his wife Li Yuru and daughter Wan Fang to go to his hometown on his behalf.

Mr. Wan intends to write an essay praising his hometown, and let Li Yuru take it back to his hometown when the time comes.

"The older you get, the more things you miss in your heart, and the more you miss this world." Mr. Wan sighed in a complicated tone.

Lin Weimin comforted him a few words, chatted for a while, and left the hospital.

When I got back to the door, I saw Zheng Guo waiting here.

"Why are you here when you are free?" Lin Weimin asked, and opened the courtyard door.

Zheng Guo followed Lin Weimin and his wife into the yard, "Of course I have something to do with you."

After entering the house, Tao Huimin wanted to make a pot of tea for Zheng Guo, Zheng Guo said: "No need, I will leave after a few words."

He turned to Lin Weimin and said, "Our foundation's first batch of Hope Primary Schools have been completed. The foundation plans to hold a ceremony on November [-]. I would like to invite you to Xihaigu, Ningxia, to promote it!"

"I won't go, the people of your foundation can go by themselves!" Lin Weimin said.

Zheng Guo said again: "No, you have to go, what are the reporters writing if you don't go?"

Lin Weimin said helplessly: "I'm not a celebrity, so what's worth writing about?"

"That's always going to be hard. Weimin, you don't know that the current situation of the foundation is not optimistic!"

Lin Weimin frowned upon hearing Zheng Guo's tone, "What do you mean?"

The foundation was just established at the end of last year, with ZY's strong support, and the sensation caused by Lin Weiminhao's charitable act of throwing tens of millions of dollars of knives, which caused a large-scale report in the domestic news media, and the public rushed to donate.

At that time, the colleagues of the foundation estimated optimistically that the foundation could raise at least 3000 to [-] million yuan in this year.

In fact, everyone is still optimistic about the difficulty of doing charity in China today.

In the past half a year, except for the initial wave of donations from the people caused by the surging media reports, the subsequent donations received by the foundation were not many, reaching 1100 million in more than half a year.

Judging from the current situation, if the fundraising funds of the foundation do not increase next year, the foundation will enter the situation of living on its laurels.

Since the beginning of this year, the foundation has gone to remote mountainous areas and impoverished areas across the country to conduct investigations, and has successively started the construction of 120 Hope Primary Schools in five batches.

In more than half a year, 900 million has been spent on the construction of the Hope Primary School alone, and this does not include the operating costs of the foundation and the follow-up expenses of these Hope Primary Schools.

According to the blueprint planned by the foundation at the beginning, it will take five years to increase the number of hope projects built each year to [-] to [-] each year.

The ideal is full, but the reality is skinny.

(End of this chapter)