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Chapter 85 0085, Comprehension
Chapter 85 0085, Comprehension
The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China. When the Spring Festival comes, everyone will go back to their hometown to reunite with their families.
During this time, many cities will become very lively, presenting a scene of prosperity with lights and festoons.
However, some cities have different scenes before and after the Spring Festival.
Magic City, one of the most deserted cities during the Spring Festival, is as deserted as an empty city. Few people are seen on the streets, and many shops are closed. It is hard to believe that this is an extremely prosperous city in the past. city.
But there are still many people, far away from their hometowns and relatives, sticking to the city.
Guo Chuan is one of them. He is the editor of the monthly novel, and he will not go home for the Chinese New Year this year.
He jumped out of the trunk of a small pickup truck, helped the driver close the door, and then shouted to Zheng Rong who was not far away: "Brother Zheng, everything has been moved to the car, you can go."
"Okay, here we come." Zheng Rong silently said "goodbye" to the tall and majestic office building standing in front of him in his heart.
Yes, their magazine has changed places.
In order to obtain the authorization to use the reproduction rights of "Maoyan" and "Bartman", all the money in the magazine's account was spent, and the high rent of the office building could no longer be paid. Instead, I rented a small warehouse in the suburbs as a temporary office point.
Guo Chuan stayed in the Novels Monthly for five years, and he must have some reluctance, he said, "Brother Zheng, we can come back again, right?"
Zheng Rong withdrew his gaze, turned around and smiled, and said: "Every one who leaves unwillingly is for the final return."
The two got into the car with their own concerns, and the driver started the car and drove towards the "New" magazine office.
Stopped and stopped for an hour, and finally arrived at the destination.
Hearing the sound of the car, a 23-year-old girl wearing glasses ran out of the small warehouse, "Brother Zheng, Brother Guo, I have cleaned everything inside."
Zheng Rong nodded and smiled, "Xiao Dong, thank you for your hard work."
Dong Jie is the art editor of the Novel Monthly. She has been employed for less than a year, and she will not go home to celebrate the New Year this year.
At this time, Guo Chuan walked into the small warehouse with a cardboard box in his arms, his eyes lit up immediately, and said: "Xiao Dong is indeed the most ingenious and ingenious in our magazine, this is still a small warehouse for storing sundries, look at the background The lifelike paintings on the wall, look at this neat and clean desk..."
Dong Jie said anxiously: "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry, I advocated rearranging this place on my own."
Zheng Rong sized it up and said with a smile: "The layout is very good, and it looks like a magazine."
The three of them worked for a while before they finished unloading the pickup.
Zheng Rong patted the dust on his clothes, and said to Guo Chuan and Dong Jie: "You two have worked hard today, let's go and eat."
Guo Chuan sat slumped on the chair, and said weakly: "Brother Zheng, I don't even want to move a finger now, just order takeaway."
Dong Jie also followed suit: "Yes, Brother Zheng, you have to walk for a long time to find a restaurant before going out to eat."
"Thank you." Zheng Rong was quite moved.
He knew that it wasn't because Guo Chuan was tired, and Dong Jie didn't choose to order takeaway because he had to go a long way.
He is very pleased to have such good employees.
"Who said that those who have not been poached are old, weak, sick and disabled?"
A promising person must think from the perspective of a supervisor when he is an employee, and from the perspective of a manager when he is a supervisor, so that he can gradually move to a higher position.
Obviously, both Guo Chuan and Dong Jie knew that the magazine was in the most difficult period, and they could help save a little bit.
After lunch.
The three of them got busy with their own work.
Guo Chuan and Dong Jie began to typeset the new monthly novel.
Zheng Rong went out.
Today is the day when the first issue of their monthly novel in February goes on sale, and the serialization of "Cat's Eye" and "Dartman" is added.
He originally wanted to see how the sales were going, but when he reached the door of the bookstore, he hesitated again.
"Wait a little longer, I'm afraid it has just been put into storage, and it hasn't been put on the bookshelf yet."
So Zheng Rong walked back.
When passing a newsstand, I took a second glance and happened to see their monthly novel.
In the end, driven by curiosity, I walked over.
Just as Zheng Rong wanted to speak, he asked the boss how many monthly novels he had sold today, when suddenly a few boys aged eleven, two or three ran to the newsstand.
One of the little boys asked, "Boss, boss, has the latest issue of DreamWorks comics arrived?"
The boss shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because the Spring Festival is approaching and there is not enough manpower. Comic DreamWorks will suspend publication for one issue."
"what……"
Several little boys screamed miserably.
The boss flipped left and right, found an unopened magazine, and said, "Today's latest monthly novel has arrived, do you guys want it?"
"Monthly novel?"
"No, no, we haven't read the monthly novel for half a year."
"In the past, the serialized novels above were barely readable, but now, they are all ghosts, meaningless at all."
"Yeah, the writing is not as good as mine."
"You don't read novels when you read comics."
……
A few little boys said each sentence to each other.
These words were neither soft nor hard, just like a cane, it hurt Zheng Rong's heart very painfully.
However, this also sounded a wake-up call to him, he cannot just work hard blindly, what they like may not necessarily be what the readers like.
At this time, the boss saw a few little boys leaving, and hurriedly said: "Wait, there are two well-written novels in this issue of the Novel Monthly, you can read them first, and then decide whether to buy them or not. "
"Ok."
Several little boys took the magazine from the boss and sat around to read it.
After a while, one of the little boys straightened up and said with a terrified expression: "Fuck, this novel is so scary, I feel the chill behind me."
Another little boy said: "Don't read this, I won't be able to sleep at night, read the next one."
"You cowards, I think it's very exciting..." The little boy holding the magazine taunted his friends, but he still turned to the next article, "Hey, this is a martial arts novel."
The little boys suddenly became interested.
"Hahaha, this Xiaoqi is too cute."
"Like my brother, a little grown-up."
"Is this still a monthly novel?"
"It is estimated that the editor has changed, and his vision has improved."
"The opening chapter is quite attractive. Anyway, DreamWorks comics stopped publishing for one issue, so I bought a copy and went back to pass the time."
……
Several little boys paid for a copy, and the boss was also beaming with joy.
Zheng Rong took all this into his eyes, and put a smile on his face again.
He didn't go to ask the boss again, and sold a few monthly novels today because he already had the answer.
On the way back, Zheng Rong thought a lot.
Competitiveness is not necessarily a good thing, but people must be humble, face up to the gap between them and their opponents, and not rest on their laurels.
Being unwilling is not necessarily a bad thing, but you must have a correct attitude. If you are defeated or disapproved by others, you will definitely be unwilling, but you must remember that this unwillingness is not a reason to ignore or blindly seek change.
Not long after Zheng Rong left, another group of twelve or thirteen-year-old boys ran to the newsstand. This time, they asked for the monthly novel by name.
----
Hangcheng.
Today there are guests at Yunfeng's house, and they are acquaintances, Wang Defa and Ma Siyu.
Yunlin put the prepared melon seeds and fruits on the small table, and then asked curiously: "Brother Fa, my brother came back the day before yesterday, why did you arrive today?"
Wang Defa grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "I went to your Brother Ma's house, or I would have come back the day before yesterday."
The Ma brother he was talking about was naturally Ma Siyu.
Ma Siyu's parents are very busy recently, they have been talking about business abroad, and he can't go home for the New Year, and he doesn't want to go abroad for the New Year, because there is no atmosphere for the New Year, so he plans to come to Wang Defa's house for the New Year, so he will go back and make arrangements for the family.
At this moment, Yunyun came out of the kitchen, holding a kettle in her hand, and said, "Brother, the water is ready."
Yunfeng took the kettle and said, "Thank you."
"Brother..." Yunyun pouted and said, "You're being polite to me."
Yunfeng just smiled and started making tea.
Wang Defa looked at the professional tea set he used to make tea, but also made it in a decent way. While nibbling melon seeds, he asked, "I'm crazy, where did you learn your tea-making skills?"
Yunfeng said frankly: "I didn't learn it, I just watched a teacher in our department soak a few times. I just learned from a gourd."
Ma Siyu said slowly: "Tea is a good thing. Drinking tea can cultivate sentiment, cultivate one's morality, and forget troubles."
(End of this chapter)
The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China. When the Spring Festival comes, everyone will go back to their hometown to reunite with their families.
During this time, many cities will become very lively, presenting a scene of prosperity with lights and festoons.
However, some cities have different scenes before and after the Spring Festival.
Magic City, one of the most deserted cities during the Spring Festival, is as deserted as an empty city. Few people are seen on the streets, and many shops are closed. It is hard to believe that this is an extremely prosperous city in the past. city.
But there are still many people, far away from their hometowns and relatives, sticking to the city.
Guo Chuan is one of them. He is the editor of the monthly novel, and he will not go home for the Chinese New Year this year.
He jumped out of the trunk of a small pickup truck, helped the driver close the door, and then shouted to Zheng Rong who was not far away: "Brother Zheng, everything has been moved to the car, you can go."
"Okay, here we come." Zheng Rong silently said "goodbye" to the tall and majestic office building standing in front of him in his heart.
Yes, their magazine has changed places.
In order to obtain the authorization to use the reproduction rights of "Maoyan" and "Bartman", all the money in the magazine's account was spent, and the high rent of the office building could no longer be paid. Instead, I rented a small warehouse in the suburbs as a temporary office point.
Guo Chuan stayed in the Novels Monthly for five years, and he must have some reluctance, he said, "Brother Zheng, we can come back again, right?"
Zheng Rong withdrew his gaze, turned around and smiled, and said: "Every one who leaves unwillingly is for the final return."
The two got into the car with their own concerns, and the driver started the car and drove towards the "New" magazine office.
Stopped and stopped for an hour, and finally arrived at the destination.
Hearing the sound of the car, a 23-year-old girl wearing glasses ran out of the small warehouse, "Brother Zheng, Brother Guo, I have cleaned everything inside."
Zheng Rong nodded and smiled, "Xiao Dong, thank you for your hard work."
Dong Jie is the art editor of the Novel Monthly. She has been employed for less than a year, and she will not go home to celebrate the New Year this year.
At this time, Guo Chuan walked into the small warehouse with a cardboard box in his arms, his eyes lit up immediately, and said: "Xiao Dong is indeed the most ingenious and ingenious in our magazine, this is still a small warehouse for storing sundries, look at the background The lifelike paintings on the wall, look at this neat and clean desk..."
Dong Jie said anxiously: "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry, I advocated rearranging this place on my own."
Zheng Rong sized it up and said with a smile: "The layout is very good, and it looks like a magazine."
The three of them worked for a while before they finished unloading the pickup.
Zheng Rong patted the dust on his clothes, and said to Guo Chuan and Dong Jie: "You two have worked hard today, let's go and eat."
Guo Chuan sat slumped on the chair, and said weakly: "Brother Zheng, I don't even want to move a finger now, just order takeaway."
Dong Jie also followed suit: "Yes, Brother Zheng, you have to walk for a long time to find a restaurant before going out to eat."
"Thank you." Zheng Rong was quite moved.
He knew that it wasn't because Guo Chuan was tired, and Dong Jie didn't choose to order takeaway because he had to go a long way.
He is very pleased to have such good employees.
"Who said that those who have not been poached are old, weak, sick and disabled?"
A promising person must think from the perspective of a supervisor when he is an employee, and from the perspective of a manager when he is a supervisor, so that he can gradually move to a higher position.
Obviously, both Guo Chuan and Dong Jie knew that the magazine was in the most difficult period, and they could help save a little bit.
After lunch.
The three of them got busy with their own work.
Guo Chuan and Dong Jie began to typeset the new monthly novel.
Zheng Rong went out.
Today is the day when the first issue of their monthly novel in February goes on sale, and the serialization of "Cat's Eye" and "Dartman" is added.
He originally wanted to see how the sales were going, but when he reached the door of the bookstore, he hesitated again.
"Wait a little longer, I'm afraid it has just been put into storage, and it hasn't been put on the bookshelf yet."
So Zheng Rong walked back.
When passing a newsstand, I took a second glance and happened to see their monthly novel.
In the end, driven by curiosity, I walked over.
Just as Zheng Rong wanted to speak, he asked the boss how many monthly novels he had sold today, when suddenly a few boys aged eleven, two or three ran to the newsstand.
One of the little boys asked, "Boss, boss, has the latest issue of DreamWorks comics arrived?"
The boss shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because the Spring Festival is approaching and there is not enough manpower. Comic DreamWorks will suspend publication for one issue."
"what……"
Several little boys screamed miserably.
The boss flipped left and right, found an unopened magazine, and said, "Today's latest monthly novel has arrived, do you guys want it?"
"Monthly novel?"
"No, no, we haven't read the monthly novel for half a year."
"In the past, the serialized novels above were barely readable, but now, they are all ghosts, meaningless at all."
"Yeah, the writing is not as good as mine."
"You don't read novels when you read comics."
……
A few little boys said each sentence to each other.
These words were neither soft nor hard, just like a cane, it hurt Zheng Rong's heart very painfully.
However, this also sounded a wake-up call to him, he cannot just work hard blindly, what they like may not necessarily be what the readers like.
At this time, the boss saw a few little boys leaving, and hurriedly said: "Wait, there are two well-written novels in this issue of the Novel Monthly, you can read them first, and then decide whether to buy them or not. "
"Ok."
Several little boys took the magazine from the boss and sat around to read it.
After a while, one of the little boys straightened up and said with a terrified expression: "Fuck, this novel is so scary, I feel the chill behind me."
Another little boy said: "Don't read this, I won't be able to sleep at night, read the next one."
"You cowards, I think it's very exciting..." The little boy holding the magazine taunted his friends, but he still turned to the next article, "Hey, this is a martial arts novel."
The little boys suddenly became interested.
"Hahaha, this Xiaoqi is too cute."
"Like my brother, a little grown-up."
"Is this still a monthly novel?"
"It is estimated that the editor has changed, and his vision has improved."
"The opening chapter is quite attractive. Anyway, DreamWorks comics stopped publishing for one issue, so I bought a copy and went back to pass the time."
……
Several little boys paid for a copy, and the boss was also beaming with joy.
Zheng Rong took all this into his eyes, and put a smile on his face again.
He didn't go to ask the boss again, and sold a few monthly novels today because he already had the answer.
On the way back, Zheng Rong thought a lot.
Competitiveness is not necessarily a good thing, but people must be humble, face up to the gap between them and their opponents, and not rest on their laurels.
Being unwilling is not necessarily a bad thing, but you must have a correct attitude. If you are defeated or disapproved by others, you will definitely be unwilling, but you must remember that this unwillingness is not a reason to ignore or blindly seek change.
Not long after Zheng Rong left, another group of twelve or thirteen-year-old boys ran to the newsstand. This time, they asked for the monthly novel by name.
----
Hangcheng.
Today there are guests at Yunfeng's house, and they are acquaintances, Wang Defa and Ma Siyu.
Yunlin put the prepared melon seeds and fruits on the small table, and then asked curiously: "Brother Fa, my brother came back the day before yesterday, why did you arrive today?"
Wang Defa grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "I went to your Brother Ma's house, or I would have come back the day before yesterday."
The Ma brother he was talking about was naturally Ma Siyu.
Ma Siyu's parents are very busy recently, they have been talking about business abroad, and he can't go home for the New Year, and he doesn't want to go abroad for the New Year, because there is no atmosphere for the New Year, so he plans to come to Wang Defa's house for the New Year, so he will go back and make arrangements for the family.
At this moment, Yunyun came out of the kitchen, holding a kettle in her hand, and said, "Brother, the water is ready."
Yunfeng took the kettle and said, "Thank you."
"Brother..." Yunyun pouted and said, "You're being polite to me."
Yunfeng just smiled and started making tea.
Wang Defa looked at the professional tea set he used to make tea, but also made it in a decent way. While nibbling melon seeds, he asked, "I'm crazy, where did you learn your tea-making skills?"
Yunfeng said frankly: "I didn't learn it, I just watched a teacher in our department soak a few times. I just learned from a gourd."
Ma Siyu said slowly: "Tea is a good thing. Drinking tea can cultivate sentiment, cultivate one's morality, and forget troubles."
(End of this chapter)
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