Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 411: There’s a lot to do in Hainan!
Moving to Hainan? !
Zhao Hongjun was a little surprised.

He never thought of moving the company out of Xijing.

Hong Shouxiang didn't look like he was joking. He continued: "Mr. Zhao, look, we are about to establish Hainan as a province and it will become the largest special economic zone in the country. Various land, tax and other policies will definitely be the most favorable." of!"

"Also, in Hainan, you can not only engage in book publishing, but also other industries, such as import and export trade, and the "three to one supplement" business. It can be seen that Mr. Zhao is a person who does big things. "

Ye Weilin, who was next to him, also smiled and agreed, "We came here to work because we saw Hainan's development prospects."

In a word, Hainan has great potential!
Zhao Hongjun was a little moved after hearing this. He couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Fang Minghua quietly.

Fang Minghua also nodded slightly.

So Zhao Hongjun said with a smile: "President Hong, Chairman Ye, what you said makes sense. Hainan, I'll do it! But I have to rely on your support!"

"No problem, Mr. Zhao is really heroic and a person who does great things. Come and let me toast you." President Hong raised his glass.

After a banquet, both the host and the guest were very happy. After seeing off the guests, the two returned to the room. As they walked in the corridor, Zhao Hongjun asked eagerly: "Minghua, do you also think we can come to Hainan to develop?"

"Go in and talk."

"Tangtang, when you go to work tomorrow, immediately arrange for a few people to come over and bring relevant information about the unit. You don't need more than four or five people. They need to be able to handle things! By the way, we need to call Jin Yang, that little guy!"

Song Tangtang agreed.

"Minghua, do you also agree to open a branch in Haikou?" Song Tangtang asked on the phone.

"Minghua, Tangtang wants to talk to you." Zhao Hongjun handed the microphone to Fang Minghua.

Jin Yang is the son of Lao Jin, director of the editorial office.
Lao Jin was originally the editor of the editorial department of "Yanhe". After his retirement, he was hired by Shengshi Company as the director of the editorial office. His son Jin Yang was recruited the year before last and worked in sales. Although his education level was not high, he was smart and cheeky. It is thick and deeply loved by Zhao Hongjun.

The two entered Zhao Hongjun's room. Fang Minghua sat down on the sofa and said, "President Hong has already mentioned the benefits of coming to Hainan. I won't repeat them. I think you also like these."

Zhao Hongjun said as he picked up the phone on the bedside table to make a long distance call.

"As soon as possible, I will rush back immediately after the Red Army and the publishing house have reached an agreement."

"Yes. Taxation, land, management. Yes, there are so many college students to recruit!" Zhao Hongjun drank some wine and was a little excited.

When the call was connected, Zhao Hongjun chatted for a few words and then got down to business. After briefly explaining the situation in Hainan to Song Tangtang, he proposed the idea of ​​establishing a branch and said that this was the result of discussions with Fang Minghua.

"Of course, what I mean is that if a Shengshi Books branch is established in Haikou, part of the business will be transferred, and both sides will develop." Fang Minghua explained.

"Okay, let Minghua answer the phone."

Fang Minghua was speechless.

"I know, I'll call your parents' house." Zhao Hongjun said and dialed the phone.

"However, I think our base camp in Xijing cannot be lost easily."

"Okay, according to your idea, I will call Tangtang immediately and ask her to send a few capable people to come to Haikou and follow me to open a branch."

Over there, Song Tangtang was silent for a moment: "Okay Minghua, why are you coming back?"

"Hey, it's night now and there's no one in the company!" Fang Minghua reminded.

"Yes, the reason was just mentioned by the Red Army. It's worth a try."

What the hell!

"Okay. Be safe when you go out."

With Zhao Hongjun here, the couple naturally couldn't be too private. Fang Minghua teased his son on the phone again, then hung up and said to Zhao Hongjun:
"I told Tangtang that I will return to Xijing after you and President Hong have negotiated a good cooperation."

"You want to leave? Minghua, how happy you are living here. At least wait until our branch office is ready before leaving."

"There are still a lot of things to do in the unit, how dare I stay here longer?" Fang Minghua replied angrily: "Besides, running a company is your strong point."

"But drinking is your strong point."

"Let your female secretary come!" He slept all morning the next day. After lunch, Zhao Hongjun went to the publishing house to talk to Hong Shouxiang about specific cooperation matters. Fang Minghua did not go.

After all, outside, I am just a friend of Zhao Hongjun, not the boss of the company. Besides, Zhao Hongjun's mouth is more eloquent than him.

Just wait for the news in the hotel.

Fang Minghua didn't go out and wander around either. He stayed alone in his room watching TV.

The ongoing Singapore TV series "On the Journey".

Fang Minghua didn't come to this TV series either. I watched a few episodes online, but I didn't have much impression, but the theme song was very nice.

Never complain, fate is wrong
不 怕 旅途 多坎坷
向 着 那 梦 中 地方 去

错 了 我 也 悔 过

Fang Minghua was half lying on the sofa, humming the song along with the TV, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

I went to open the door and saw Han Shaogong standing outside.

"Young Master, are you here? Please come in."

Fang Minghua greeted them warmly, and after having a drink last night, they became closer to each other.

"I'm coming to Haikou. I don't have anything to do for now, so I'll just come and sit down."

Han Shaogong explained and walked into the room.

Fang Minghua poured the other party a cup of tea, and the two sat on the sofa and chatted.

Han Shaogong told him that he resigned and came to Hainan to develop, and the organizational relationship was transferred from the Hunan Writers Association to the Hainan Writers Association, but the Writers Association is still in preparation.

"To tell you the truth, Minghua, I didn't know until I asked Chairman Ye that the establishment of the Writers' Association had not been approved yet." Han Shaogong smiled and said, "So basically I have nothing to do now."

"Shao Gong, you came to Hainan not just for the establishment of staff, right?" Fang Minghua said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"That's right. People who come to Hainan at this time all want to do something. For example, your friend Mr. Zhao is very ambitious."

"So, Young Master, what are you going to do?" Fang Minghua asked deliberately.

“Start a magazine!”

Sure enough!

Fang Minghua thought to himself and asked: "What kind of magazine?"

"How should I put it? It's different from those magazines in the mainland, and it's not literary. My initial idea is to start a news publication, focusing on news and current affairs and documentary literature. Minghua, what do you think?"

"Well, you have a good idea, but it's a bit like the American "Times"." Fang Minghua nodded.

"Haha, I still have this idea." Perhaps he was familiar with him, or perhaps he was a colleague, but Han Shaogong did not hide what he was thinking.

"The United States can publish a "Times" magazine, why can't we in China? There are too many restrictions in the mainland, so I came to Hainan."

"You want to start a magazine? Then you need to be affiliated with a magazine or a publishing house, right?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Yes, I am planning to affiliate with Hainan People's Publishing House. I have also talked with President Hong. Firstly, I don't need funds, secondly, I don't need staff, and thirdly, I don't need employees. You just need to give me a publication number! I will also pay you the affiliation fee."

"President Hong agrees?"

"Agree in principle." Han Shaogong replied.

He is indeed a capable person.

Fang Minghua had to lament that people in this era do have an aggressive spirit.

(End of this chapter)