Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 741 Under the Banyan Tree

After two and a half hours of flight, the plane landed steadily at Hongqiao International Airport. Fang Minghua, her three children and carrying suitcases, got off the plane and came to the waiting hall, where she saw a fat man wearing a short-sleeved floral shirt and sunglasses.

It was Zhao Hongjun.

"Dad." Minmin shouted, opened her arms and ran forward to throw herself into Zhao Hongjun's arms.

"Dad, why don't you come back? I miss you." The little girl snuggled in Zhao Hongjun's arms and said.

"Dad misses you too, but I'm a little busy lately. I'll go back when I'm done." Zhao Hongjun explained as he picked up his daughter.

But I feel a little guilty.

Being busy is one thing, but more importantly, I have a family and a son here.

Minghua also came up with his two children, chatted for a while, and everyone left the waiting hall together.

Arriving at the parking lot and getting into the Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Hongjun said to Fang Minghua, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "I'll take you to the hotel first, and then we'll go eat hairy crabs together for lunch!"

This time they stayed at the New Jinjiang Hotel again. Zhao Hongjun booked a large suite with two bedrooms. The two little girls lived in the inner bedroom, while Fang Minghua and her son lived outside.

After bringing the children into the suite and arranging for them to take turns taking a bath, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun sat on the sofa in the living room outside and chatted.

"Minghua, I originally wanted to take you to live in my villa. It's very spacious, but I don't know how to explain it to Minmin. Let's wait until she's older." Zhao Hongjun whispered.

Fang Minghua nodded to show his understanding.

Will I face this problem in the future?
After the three children took a shower and changed into clean clothes, Fang Minghua also went in to take a shower, changed into a T-shirt and shorts, and the five of them left the hotel happily.

The tour in Shanghai began.

The Bund, Oriental Pearl Tower, Haichang Ocean Park, Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street, and of course the Wildlife Park and Planetarium
Every day, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun took the children out early and came back late. Sometimes, when Zhao Hongjun had something to do at the company, Fang Minghua would drive the children out for a stroll alone. However, the streets in Shanghai were as messy as a spider web, not as straight and square as those in Xijing City. In that era, vehicles did not have GPS navigation, so they often went in the wrong direction.

But it doesn’t matter. We are just taking our kids out to play, so we can play wherever we go.

That day, Fang Minghua drove with her children to Lingang New Town in Pudong New Area to see the sea, and did not return to the hotel until the evening.

In the evening, Zhao Hongjun came over, carrying a large plastic bag. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Come on, look at what delicious food I brought you."

Open the plastic bag and take a look.

There are a lot of braised beef balls, braised eggs, crab shell roe, and fried shrimps.

What the hell!

It's like I'm abusing my children by taking them out and not giving them food?

However, the three children ate with gusto.

Fang Minghua was not very interested in this kind of braised food, so she made herself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

"Minghua, Dai Jiali heard that you came to Shanghai and invited you to the company to see the literary website they created." said Zhao Hongjun who was sitting next to him.

"Oh, is it done?" Fang Minghua immediately became interested.

Last year, when he came to Shanghai, in addition to buying the villa, he also went to Lishengshi Group to meet Su Bin and Dai Jiali to discuss the emergence of online literature in the United States and on Tsinghua University's BBS.

Dai Jiali was very interested in this.

Later, Shengshi Books established a special online literature department, which was personally managed by Dai Jiali.

Now, hearing from Zhao Hongjun that the company has created a literary website, I happily agreed to go and take a look tomorrow morning.

At around eight o'clock the next morning, Fang Minghua woke up her three sleeping children. After getting dressed and washing up, she went to the restaurant on the third floor to have breakfast. After packing up and going out, she arrived at the Shengshi Group Building. It was almost ten o'clock and Zhao Hongjun was already waiting in the office.

After asking his secretary to arrange for the three children, Zhao Hongjun took Fang Minghua to the Online Literature Department.

There were several computers inside. Dai Jiali and a few others were talking to the computer screens. When they saw Zhao Hongjun and Fang Minghua come in, they hurriedly greeted them: "Director Zhao, Teacher Minghua."

Fang Minghua smiled and nodded. Several young men stood up and Dai Jiali began to introduce them.

"Teacher Minghua, our online literature department is recruiting several college students." Dai Jiali pointed to a thin young man and said: His name is Chen Wanning, a local, graduated from the School of Business of East China University of Science and Technology, is very interested in literature and the Internet, and is the website's operations director. "

Chen Wanning?
Does this name sound familiar?

But this thought flashed through his mind as Fang Minghua smiled and shook hands with him.

"Teacher Minghua, you are my idol. I especially like reading the martial arts novel "Snow Swordsman" you wrote," said Chen Wanning excitedly.

This is the only martial arts novel written by Fang Minghua, but it is not highly regarded in the literary world and is not popular among young literary people, who prefer to read pure literature.

But ordinary readers still like to read it.

Looking at the young man's excitement, a name suddenly flashed through Fang Minghua's mind.

Ning God of Wealth!
Isn’t his original name Chen Wanning?

These are the earliest group of online writers in the mainland, such as Jiang Nan, Jin Hezai, Li Xunhuan, etc. They have written online novels such as "The Sky of Fate" and "A Square Inch". His representative work is "Wulin Wai Zhuan".

Unexpectedly, Dai Jiali poached him.

Of course, it is still unknown now.

Fang Minghua remained calm, shook hands with several young men, and then looked at their website with great interest.

The website is very simple, with almost no pictures and just a few dry columns. Chen Wanning, the operations director, explained to Fang Minghua in detail the operating mechanism of the website.

Unlike Tsinghua University’s Shuimu Tsinghua, the website does not adopt the BBS model, but is similar to the “editorial review” model of traditional literary magazines.

All articles must be reviewed by the editor before being uploaded.

The website does not pay authors for their works, it is purely for the love of the cause. Of course, if the works are published as physical books in the future, the authors will be given copyright income in accordance with relevant regulations.

Isn’t this the model adopted by Rongshuxia Literature, one of the pioneering Chinese online literature websites? !
Historically, the Chinese literature portal Rongshuxia was founded in 1997. It is the earliest established and most branded literary website in China, and has one of the largest original literary manuscript repositories in the world.

We have established good cooperative relations with many domestic publishing houses, film and television companies, print media and news agencies.

It was later acquired by Shanda Literature and finally became a website under the China Literature Group.

It’s a pity that it has been forgotten by everyone.

When talking about China Literature, most people only know about Qidian.com and Yunqi Hongxiu. Who knows there is also a little-known Under the Banyan Tree?
Fang Minghua looked at a website.

The name is "Prosperity Network Literature"

"This name has no personality." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"It's a temporary decision and we haven't discussed it yet." Chen Wanning replied quickly.

"How about, Teacher Minghua, can you give us a name?" Dai Jiali interrupted.

Fang Minghua hesitated for a moment and said, "How about calling it Under the Banyan Tree?"

"Under the Banyan Tree? This name is so poetic!" Dai Jiali was very excited: "It sounds like a literary website!"

The other staff members also nodded in agreement.

Hey, sorry.

borrow it.

But don’t worry, this banyan tree will definitely not suffer the same fate as the banyan tree in history.

(End of this chapter)