Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 658 In Shencheng

The New Jin Jiang Hotel was very famous in the 1990s. When Fang Minghua and others drove there, a doorman hurried over to open the door. The young man was wearing a uniform and looked very handsome.

It is said that people who are not local residents cannot work in security, elevator, cashier, room attendant and other positions, and the practitioners are also carefully selected, with pretty girls and handsome boys.

After checking into the hotel, Fang Minghua had just gotten up and washed up at around eight o'clock the next morning when someone knocked on the door. When he opened it, he saw Zhao Hongjun in a suit.

"Minghua, you finally came to Shanghai. You attended a meeting in Nanjing last year, but you didn't come when it's so close." Zhao Hongjun complained as soon as he entered the door.

"You're still doing well even if I don't come to Shanghai?" Fang Minghua asked back, "I say you shouldn't stay in Shanghai all day, you should go back to Xijing."

"Hehe, I just got back for the Spring Festival, and the building is under construction now, so I can't leave!" Zhao Hongjun explained.

What he said was true. Of course, there were other reasons as well, so he moved his home from Haikou to Shanghai!

Not only did he buy a house in Shanghai, he also found a way to move Liu Xue and his son's household registration to Shanghai, making them authentic Shanghai residents.

Fang Minghua didn't say much. After washing up, they went to the Blue Sky revolving restaurant on the 41st floor for dinner.

Sitting in this 360-degree revolving restaurant, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Shanghai city.

While eating Western-style pan-fried sea bass with German sausage, Zhao Hongjun sighed: "In Shanghai, you can feel the charm of a modern metropolis. To be honest, Xijing is lagging behind!"

"Why, do you like this place?" Fang Minghua asked back.

"Yes, after the Shengshi Building is completed, I plan to move the Shengshi Group headquarters to Shencheng. What do you think?"

Fang Minghua pondered for a moment and said, "I have no objection to this, but Shengshi Film and Television must stay in Xijing, and we must make use of the rich film and television resources there."

"I know that Tangtang is staring at Xiying hungrily. He will swallow it up when the time is right. Haha." Zhao Hongjun laughed.

Fang Minghua smiled slightly, said nothing, picked up a piece of sausage with a fork and put it in his mouth.

"After dinner, I will take you to see our Shengshi Building!" Zhao Hongjun said again.

Fang Minghua did not forget the purpose of his visit.

"Don't worry, I'll give the book to Su Bin."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that Su Bin went abroad." Zhao Hongjun said.

"Going abroad?"

"Yes, I went to the United States last week and took a few people to study the American publishing industry and book market." Zhao Hongjun explained.

Under the leadership of Su Bin, Shengshi Books has achieved remarkable results in recent years. The company has grown from a small company of more than 400 people to more than 40 people, with more than 30 editors and a translation team of more than people. Last year, it also established a legal department to specifically deal with legal issues related to piracy. Now, it is not only the leader in the private book publishing industry, but has also surpassed some old state-owned publishing houses.

It not only owns the brand of Bu Lao Hu series, but also promptly introduces some famous foreign popular science books such as "A Brief History of Time", "Terrible Symmetry", "Black Holes and Time Warps", etc. to form another brand: The First Impulse Series.

It also publishes popular Japanese animation books: the Dragon Ball series, the Ultraman series, and the newly introduced "Slam Dunk", which are very popular among domestic teenagers.

All this has enabled Shengshi Books to gradually transform from a publisher of popular readings to a large publisher of comprehensive readings.

The company's performance is also booming. Last year, its operating income reached 8500 million yuan and its profit was 1900 million yuan, which is far beyond the reach of large domestic state-owned publishing houses.

Fang Minghua was also very satisfied with this.

Shengshi Books has finally found the right person to take the helm!

Now when he heard Zhao Hongjun say that Su Bin had gone abroad, he asked, "Who did you give the book to?"

"It's up to you to decide whether to publish it or not!" Zhao Hongjun said. "I've decided to hand this book over to the staff of Shengshi Books," Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Okay then. Dai Jiali is in charge of the company now. I'll give her a call and ask her to send someone to pick it up."

"also."

Fang Minghua agreed.

The temporary office of Shengshi Books is located in a rented office building near the Bund, not far from here. Before Fang Minghua and his companions had finished their breakfast, they saw a beautiful white-collar lady hurried into the restaurant.

"Jia Li, here!" Zhao Hongjun was sharp-eyed and saw that it was Dai Jia Li who came, so he greeted her.

Dai Jiali quickly sat over, called out with a smile, "Director Zhao, Teacher Minghua," and then sat down at the side of the dining table.

"Jia Li, have you eaten? I'll give you one too?" Fang Minghua asked with concern.

"Thank you, I have eaten. Teacher Minghua, Director Zhao said that you brought back a book from a friend in Yanjing to publish?" Dai Jiali asked impatiently.

"Yes, Wang Xiaobo, this writer, have you heard of him?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Yeah, I've heard of it." Dai Jiali recalled and said, "The year I graduated from college, I read a collection of novels by Wang Xiaobo in Yanjing, called "Secret Stories of Tang People", which tells the story of Li Jing, Hong Fu, and Qiu Ran Gong in the Tang Dynasty. I forgot the specific plot, but I remember that his writing style and narrative structure were very strange, and time and space were disrupted, with a bit of the style of stream-of-consciousness novels."

"Yes, this time I brought another collection of Wang Xiaobo's novels, including three novellas. It has been published in Hong Kong. I'll give it to you in my room after dinner."

After the two finished their meal, Dai Jiali followed them downstairs to the room, and Fang Minghua handed her the novel called "Wang Er's Romantic Records".

Dai Jiali was stunned for a moment when she saw the title of the book, then she turned a few pages and looked at it, a slight blush appearing on her fair face.

Isn’t the erotic description in this book too bold?

It seems even bolder than Jia Pingwa’s “Wasted City”!
Fortunately, she is already a married woman and not the naive young girl she used to be, otherwise she would think that Fang Minghua was deliberately being a hooligan.

Of course, she also knew that Fang Minghua would never allow the company to publish erotic novels like those in Hong Kong.

"Jia Li, take the book back and read it slowly. I have two suggestions about the publication of this book." Fang Minghua said again.

"Teacher Minghua, you go ahead." Dai Jiali's expression brightened up.

"First, you can refer to "Wasteland" for the promotion and distribution of this book. I don't need to say more."

"Second, sign a 10-year publishing contract with the author. It would be best if there is a supplementary agreement, and when the -year contract expires, it will be given priority to renew the contract with Shengshi Books."

Dai Jiali understood that this was to allow Fang Minghua to firmly grasp the publishing rights of this book in the hands of Shengshi Books!

"Okay, I will contact the author as soon as possible and sign the contract according to your wishes. Teacher Minghua, do you have anything else to tell me?" Dai Jiali asked again.

"Well, if I meet the author himself, I will remind him to take care of his health and go to the hospital for regular check-ups. Health is the capital of revolution." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Oh, okay. We will convey your concern to him." Dai Jiali was a little surprised, but didn't take it to heart. She thought Fang Minghua was just talking casually.

Little did she know that Fang Minghua had a purpose.

Because according to history, Wang Xiaobo died of a sudden heart attack within a few years.

After explaining the book publishing matter to Dai Jiali, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun went to see Shengshengshi Building with great interest.

(End of this chapter)