1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 556 A Beneficial Attempt
Lin Weimin brought Guo Xugang to Cheng Zaochun's office and offered to explain the situation to him. Cheng Zaochun graciously stated that Guo Xugang could come back anytime.

With Cheng Zaochun's approval, Guo Xugang happily left the office, ready to go through the formalities for returning.

Lin Weimin stared at Cheng Zaochun's smiling expression, and he could roughly guess his mood at this time.

The Guowen Society is not a paradise, but the humanistic environment cultivated here for decades is indeed stronger than that of ordinary units. Guo Xugang has stayed in such a simple environment for a long time, and it is normal for him to be cold and uncomfortable when he goes outside.

Cheng Zaochun is definitely happy to see Guo Xugang's return. In the past two years, publishing houses outside have come to the Guowen Society to recruit people from time to time, including some who want to leave. Although few people leave, it is always the case. Going on, it's not a good thing for people to be tempted.

Guo Xugang's return just happened to set a negative example for the staff of the Guowen Society.

In Lin Weimin's mind, an old goat with devil's horns appeared, holding a lamb that had been plucked, and shouted to the group of lambs below: "Look at it! Look at it! The grass outside is so Is it delicious? If you don't pay attention, the skin will be peeled off!"

The lambs were trembling, and the old goat was triumphant.

Guo Xugang is the plucked sheep.

It's a pity that Cheng Zaochun's thinking is still a little too naive.

Just after Guo Xu had completed the formalities in the agency, there was another young man in the agency who committed a crime and wanted to resign and go to Pengcheng to go to sea.

During the meeting, Cheng Zaochun angrily called out his names: "Li Xin, this is already the second person to leave your editorial office, right? Why do people leave from you?"

Li Xin is the director of the second editorial office of contemporary literature. He is 34 and five years old this year and is in the prime of life.

"Now everyone is clamoring to go into the sea, what can I do? I can't stop people from leaving, can I?"

The editorial department left, and Li Xin, the director, was also in a bad mood. He was criticized by Cheng Zaochun by name, he said with emotion.

Seeing his attitude, Cheng Zaochun became even more angry, and was about to reprimand him when Lin Weimin spoke.

"Li Xin, what's your attitude? Let's take a look at your second editorial office. Why didn't the other editorial offices leave, but your second editorial office?

One has to be conscientious in being a human being. Does the agency pay them less wages?Are the benefits bad?Didn't the house give them a share? "

Lin Weimin spoke harshly before Cheng Zaochun, everyone was stunned.

Li Xin was also stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Weimin and Cheng Zaochun with weird eyes.

Everyone's eyes were also on Cheng Zaochun, only to see that his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping water.

"You are such a good leader!" Cheng Zaochun said through gritted teeth.

Li Xin and Lin Weimin are both directors of the editorial office, but Lin Weimin still wears the title of deputy editor-in-chief. He is mainly responsible for contemporary literature, and he can be regarded as half of Li Xin's leader.

His few words just now seemed to be scolding Li Xin, but everyone present could hear that he was dealing with Cheng Zaochun.

What kind of treatment are the young editors in the agency, do you still not know?

No position, no title, no reputation in the industry, no published works, no room for them, this group of people should be regarded as the bottom of the social circle in the society.

It stands to reason that the salary of an editor at the Guowen Society is not low, but today is different from the past, with waves of reform and opening-up coming one after another, who doesn’t have many people who go to sea to do business, and a stall on the street sells tea eggs for a month. It is normal for young editors to earn a few hundred yuan and receive a salary of 300 to [-] yuan a month.

Lin Weimin smiled guiltyly, "Isn't this all learned from the leader!"

Cheng Zaochun suppressed the rolling of his eyes, and said with a suppressed temper: "Since you don't want me to talk about you, then you should manage the work of the editing room well. Understand the mentality of your editors, especially those young editors, and don't let them Fascinated by the colorful world outside."

"Yes yes yes, what the leader said is true." Just after sweeping the leader's face, Lin Weimin actively echoed the leader's speech, making Cheng Zaochun amused and helpless.

"But..." Lin Weimin started talking, and Cheng Zaochun looked at him, wondering what he was planning to do.

"Leader, you really can't blame us for not being able to control people. Tell me, there are so many people going to sea now, who doesn't have people who go to sea to make money around them? Seeing that the people around them are making a lot of money, who can hold back this feeling?" Temptation!"

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, all the directors of the editorial office agreed, "Yes, the leader, you really can't blame us."

Cheng Zaochun looked at Lin Weimin angrily. With such a thorn in his staff, the job was too difficult.

"It's not for you to monitor everyone's every move, but for you to have snacks. There must be signs that most people are going to leave. Chat with everyone frequently, communicate, and see if there is any grievance.

Sometimes when people want to leave, if you say one more heartwarming word, they may stay.Excluding those who are determined to leave, many people can be saved, it depends on whether everyone's work is not in place. "

Cheng Zaochun said earnestly.

Lin Weimin said again: "What the leader said makes sense, and he has great insight!"

Cheng Zaochun ignored his sycophancy and focused his eyes on everyone, who all looked relaxed.

A good meeting to unite people's hearts and unify thoughts, gradually changed its taste under Lin Weimin's gags, and finally ended hastily.

After the meeting, Lin Weimin stayed in the leader's office for half an hour.

"It's meaningful for the people!"

After the directors left, they still couldn't help but look worriedly at Cheng Zaochun's office, Weimin had resisted the thunder for everyone this time.

In the office, Lin Weimin was sitting and drinking tea, he just scolded him anyway, it's not like he's never been through it before, he's used to it.

But he waited for a long time but Cheng Zaochun didn't see Cheng Zaochun let out the anger that he had been simmering just now. Lin Weimin couldn't help but worry in his heart. It's not a good thing not to report revenge on the spot!

Could it be that you plan to keep accounts first, and plan to settle accounts later in the fall?
While Lin Weimin was thinking wildly, Cheng Zaochun refilled Lin Weimin's cup with a cup of tea, and kindly called "Weimin!"

Lin Weimin's whole body was in a state of excitement, not only did he not scold, but he was also so kind, this is to kill them all!

"Leader, actually I..."

Cheng Zaochun waved his hand, "There is something..."

Lin Weimin's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

"I have a task for you here."

Sure enough, Lin Weimin sighed inwardly.

"A few days ago, the leader of the Xiangjiang Branch of the New H Society introduced me to a patriotic writer in Xiangjiang. I hope that our Guowen Society can help publish the works of this writer in China, so as to help people in the country better understand Xiangjiang."

When Cheng Zaochun said this, he looked at Lin Weimin with admiration in his eyes, "You are well-known in the cultural circles of Xiangjiang, and you are also a capable leader of our Chinese Cultural Society. You will be asked to help by name."

Lin Weimin spat secretly in his heart, I believe you a ghost!

Cheng Zaochun said that he believed everything else, and that the other party asked him to help by name would be too nonsense, and asking for help by name?

"Leader, I've been... busy recently!" Lin Weimin said.

Cheng Zaochun hurriedly said: "Let old He Duo be busy with "Contemporary". You are now the deputy editor-in-chief, and you can't devote all your energy to a publication all day long."

Lin Weimin is speechless, let you say everything, I have been a deputy editor-in-chief for more than two years, and I only show my presence occasionally.

Lin Weimin pays great attention to this aspect. Although he has already been named as the deputy editor-in-chief, he also has a share of business in charge, but most of the time he is a mud bodhisattva. After all, every editorial office has a director. It's okay to intervene for a while, and the number of times has increased, and everyone should have opinions.

Thinking of this, Lin Weimin suddenly woke up.

No, isn't this cutting my rights in a disguised form?

Just now I thought that Lao Cheng was going to settle accounts after the fall, but I didn't expect the retribution to come so soon.

Old Cheng, I underestimated you!

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Cheng Zaochun's tone was a little uncomfortable.

"Ah? It's nothing, nothing, I'm just thinking about how to advance this job."

Cheng Zaochun nodded when he heard the words, "The writer who needs our help is called Liang Fengyi. She has not been engaged in literary creation for a long time, but her output is very high. She has already created many novels one after another."

After listening to Cheng Zaochun's introduction, Lin Weimin was no stranger to the name Liang Fengyi, who later became well-known in the Xiangjiang literary world. Most of her works were about urban life and the grievances of wealthy families, many of which were adapted into TV dramas.

"Leader, isn't this writer's work too popular?" He asked his own question.

Since Lin Weimin held "Contemporary", he has been emphasizing the popularity of literary works, and has also promoted the publication and publication of many highly popular works, but this "popularity" refers to within the scope of literature.

It's not that he discriminates against popular literature. His question involves the philosophy of the Guowen Society since its establishment.

Mr. Feng Xuefeng, the first president of the Guowen Society, once set the tone for the publishing work of the Guowen Society: from ancient times to modern times, China and foreign countries, improvement is the focus.

Since its founding 40 years ago, Guowen Society has been doing the same thing.

Regardless of whether it is domestic, foreign, ancient or present, as long as it is a work that can nourish the spirit of the Chinese people, it can be edited and published.

However, this scope is more limited to the field of pure literature.

It's not that popular works have never been published by Guowenshe, but the evaluation from the outside world is very bad.

The four words "people's literature" largely represent the highest standard in a country's literary field. Once it is associated with "popular literature", the literary circles, critics, and readers will be dissatisfied immediately.

Isn't this self-deprecation?

Cheng Zaochun's face was solemn, "Of course I have considered this issue. But this time the situation is different, there are some political considerations..."

Hearing what he said, Lin Weimin nodded to express his understanding.

Barrel station, unite all forces that can be united.

"in addition……"

Cheng Zaochun sighed, "The external environment has changed a lot in the past two years. In fact, I also understand why our young people want to go out. Take this introduction of Ms. Liang's works as a beneficial attempt!"

Lin Weimin's eyes brightened, "In the future, will the club make efforts in the direction of popular literature?"

Cheng Zaochun quickly denied it, "I never said that, don't spread it around."

"Look at you, it's not like you don't know how tight-lipped I am!"

Cheng Zaochun sneered, "Yes, you are so strict!"

If he didn't cooperate with his expression and tone, Lin Weimin would definitely think it was a compliment.

He was very puzzled, since when did the leader's misunderstanding of him become so deep?

(End of this chapter)