85. Leader, please suffer

Secretly crossing Chen Cang, driving tigers and swallowing wolves. This is the plan that Yang Yi set for Luo Ge the night before yesterday.

In the end, my comics will always be logged into the island country. Since some people who are frivolous want to extend their hands, it is better to go with the flow, not only to leave the supervisory units above, but also to complete the first step in their layout in East Asia.

The reason why we came to Yantanshe was that in addition to the competitive relationship between the three major animation masters in the island country, this old publishing house began to exchange with the Chinese publishing industry in the early days, and after 78 years, it strengthened the exchanges between the two sides. These are one of Yang Yi's reasons.

He has a foundation in cooperation and has a certain understanding of the domestic book market. He will not hold on to the surrounding authorization because of the similar plots of "OP" and "Yunhuang", so Yang Yi contacted the other party urgently.

As expected, Kotanshe's Youth Comics Department paid close attention to the youth book market on the other side of the sea. The Deputy Minister of the Copyright Department who came to negotiate even said that they had become interested in "Yunhuang" early. However, in internal expectations, the three major animation magazines in the island country, that is, they had some contact with China, and the other two competitors would not bet on the opposite mainland.

It is precisely because of this idea that Kotanshe was half a beat behind Shueisha's copyright introduction in Yunhuang.

However, what they would never dream of was that due to the natural conflict between "Yunhuang" and "OP", Shueisha was not satisfied with obtaining the right to connect books, which gave them an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"This, Minister Qiu, I came strictly according to the wishes of the leaders of the Cultural Bureau and the Publishing Bureau." Rogo had a sincere expression with heartfelt expression, just like a slave in the braid show to his master: "Actually, it was originally done, and now it was a bit forced for us Siyue."

Without caring about the expressions of the big and small people around him eating flies, Rogo changed his mind: "However, since it is for the sake of the overall situation, since it is to cooperate with this educational reform and promote the establishment of a youth model, we still resolutely accepted this task."

Qiu Xin pulled the corner of her mouth and moved her face twice: "I am very happy that Siyue has this determination, but since it is out of kindness, should we obey the unified organizational arrangements?"

"We heard this, otherwise we wouldn't have agreed to sell the copyright now."

Qiu Xin was a little confused at once. Rogo had dealt with him before, but he had not yet discovered that he was such a slippery character. If you want to follow the arrangements, they have indeed achieved the purpose of cultural exchanges and copyright trade exports, which is also beneficial for publicity and momentum in the general direction.

Just putting aside Shueisha and changing to Kotanshe, what's going on?

"You know that this is not the case. Although Mr. Nomura from Shueisha was not led by the government department at the beginning, the relevant units later came forward, and it can be said that they were half of the official designated candidates. You changed the partner without authorization, where did you place Director Liu and Director Zheng and others?" Qiu Xin now held back the anger in his heart. If someone from a publishing unit dared to do this, he would have the intention to order the business to suspend business and rectify the matter on the spot.

"Oh, we have no choice but to do this. There may be some problems in communication and have not fully understood the spirit of our superiors." Rogo laughed. Although he was pretending to be a grandson now, his heart was very beautiful, and he was very stunning. He was so stunning that you did not do anything to me.

Zheng Wen next to him could no longer help but glared at Rogo fiercely: "You do this to make us passively know whether we know? If you act recklessly, you will lose the reputation of the government."

"Director Zheng, you are wrong." Rogo seemed to smile humbly: "Our main energy this time is whether it is the success of overseas publishing. As for whom we cooperate with, it doesn't matter, right? Will we ordinary people still care about which publisher abroad published "Yunhuang"?"

Then, without waiting for Qiu Xin and his fellow men to speak, they looked selfless and thought for everyone: "Besides, our country's publishers association and Kotanshe have signed a plan to select personnel for further study. Now there are still people there. If I choose their competitors, what will publishers who return to China think of me in the future?"

I am unwilling to accept it. Except for the people who have nothing to do with this matter, almost everyone has unwilling expressions, but this fat man has seized the truth again.

For a moment, an irresistible sense of frustration arose in the minds of several minds.

But when things have developed to this point, can they still make the signing bad? It is not only a problem of harming others and not being beneficial to oneself. At that time, the fat man poked up, and if the Kotanshe also came forward to negotiate, all the people on the stage will be counted as one, and they will have to be eliminated.

If the municipal party committee doesn’t give a good look, there is no need to say that, I’m afraid that even the municipal government will have to be good-looking.

Now the entire government leadership team is studying the issue of revitalizing the economy. It is rare to have an opportunity to hype it up. How can some people be allowed to destroy it because of personal grudges?

In the end, no matter how angry Shinna Nomura and his group were, they could only leave with gritted teeth. As for the rare excuses and consciences of the island people, "to respond to the situation to the Consulate General of the Island Country in the Demon Capital", this is a vent of anger such as "naked commercial fraud". Naturally, relevant personnel from the Propaganda Department explained and comforted them.

No wonder Nomura Shinna, who appears in front of others, hates so much from beginning to end. The things she originally expected are just in touch with you, as if the devout believers have prayed for years, and those illusory wishes are finally about to bear golden apples.

Then the devil pretending to be Jesus suddenly appeared before you and said, "You can't get it because you don't ask for it. You can't get it either, because you want it."

In Yang Yi's opinion, even if he destroyed the original "OP" and the road to growth of "Young Jump", these islanders are just asking for it.

I want to go your way and leave you with no way.

My stuff is mine, your stuff is mine

Just a Gentile.

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For leaders of all sizes, the world is not beautiful, but life has to continue.

They didn't know what kind of frontline agreement did Fujioka Tetsu, deputy director of Kotanshe who bought tickets and got on the bus first, and they reached with Siyue Culture, but it was obvious that Siyue did not suffer any losses this time.

On the contrary, they had to use administrative power to create momentum for this contract signing. After a while, it turned out that the person who was trying to suffer even if he pinched his nose was not Siyue, but them.

"How is it?" When everyone got off the rostrum and took their seats, Rogo and Yang Yi whispered: "That little devil still wants to take advantage of me, so I'm not just leaving in shame."

Yang Yi glanced at him with a calm expression: "This is only one who has only been calculating us, not only those islanders."

Rogo was stunned and was shocked - could you still want to vent your anger against these directors? This is too great. It can make them suffer a loss. The situation is already great, so don't backfire.

However, seeing Qiu Xin also brought people down from the other side, Rogo could only swallow this back and smiled and introduced Yang Yi to the leaders of all sizes.

"Are you the author of that comic?" Qiu Xin had guessed Yang Yi's identity before, but now he heard Rogo's confirmation with his own ears, and he was still a little surprised.

But I just took a few more glances. When the Deputy Minister thought that this child could make such a popular comic, it was probably a coincidence. Besides, with Qiu Xin's identity, comics are still not very popular. After all, they were so kind to Yang Yi that he had on the surface, and he turned around and forgot it behind his mind.

At the wine table, Qiu Xin and the other three leaders, including Rogo, and Tetsu Fujioka, deputy director of the Copyright Department of Kotanshe, sat at a table, with several deputy directors and secretary-general of the Spiritual Civilization Office, among them.

On the table next to it was Yang Yi, Fujioka Tatsu's assistant, plus the office directors and section chiefs of key departments in several units.

The atmosphere on the table was pretty good. No matter how unhappy those people were, they were still a little more scheming. In addition, it seemed that they and Siyue were barely considered an interest group, and they became warm as they drank. On the contrary, Yang Yi's table, a group of people turned a blind eye to a certain author, except for giving the assistant a few glasses of wine.

However, this guy who mixed food was happy to be idle. He didn't like the things in the cup in his previous life. Now, with the age issue, he stayed away from him and ate alone with a delicious meal.

Jiangning Hotel was restructured from an old guesthouse in Yuezhou. Although it is not as good as Zhiweiju overall, some special dishes still have their own characteristics and reputation.

Seeing Yang Yi having a big feast, he followed Xu Zhekang two days ago and met Wang Feng, the head of the secondary education department whom Yang Yiyi was standing against. He thought he didn't like it, so he laughed and poured a full glass of white wine with a drink cup. It could be about three or three ounces and pushed it in front of Yang Yi.

"Student Xiao Yang, today is also a good day for you. The books have been sold abroad. Should I have a drink with my uncles?"

Yang Yi raised his head from the bowl, looked at Section Chief Wang, whose eyes were shining with malicious intentions, and said curiously: "What are you?"

This was not because Yang Yi deliberately put on such an attitude. He did not have any impression of this section chief, just a casual person, not to mention that Yu Pu did not specifically introduce him that day.

However, Yang Yi's sincere and innocent attitude as a child made Wang Feng's face collapse instantly, and he didn't go to pick up food, and just stared at Yang Yi with wide eyes.

That day at the Yiqian High School, he had a bad first impression of this student. Today, he failed to suppress Yang Yi as he wished. He was so angry that he was not happy, not to mention now, he thought he was being despised.

There was a man with a good relationship with Wang Feng, so he put his chopsticks on him: "How do you, a child, speak? Do you know how to be polite?"

Hey, this guy's butt is also crooked enough, and he really has played a very high level of helping his parents or not.

Yang Yi deliberately pretended to be a little student-oriented: "I just ask who this uncle is? Is this rude? Is he a celebrity recognized by everyone in Yuezhou?"

The two people who were so clumsy that Yang Yitong asked him back but were so blocked that they couldn't speak. Look at me, I look at you, and finally, taking advantage of the situation of the deskmate and the mud, he laughed dryly and stopped entanglement, but he wrote down a lot of points for Yang Yi in his heart.

Wang Feng's unhappiness was even more expressive. He had already made up his mind to care about this little boy, a young writer and cartoonist, but he would always have to discipline him for his parents.

Most of the people on this table knew each other and looked at Wang Feng's face. Most of them didn't like Yang Yi and Rogo there. There were also a few of them who looked at the little filth of both parties, but they didn't feel anything. They just felt that the student was a little stunned, and this was considered offending people.

However, the atmosphere of the table did not affect the entire hall. As the waiters walked through it, delicious dishes were constantly being served, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up. Many people were looking at Yang Yi, discussing what happened this time. Some people also guessed how much royalties Siyue and this student could get, and their eyes were inevitably red.

Then, without any warning, the door suddenly burst out, and the tables outside even stood up.

Through many gaps, Yang Yi saw the figure of Jiang Jianmo, the secretary of the municipal party committee.

Along the way, he nodded to the officials of the agency who stood up to say hello, but he kept coming to the chairman's table. Qiu Xin and his men were all respectfully preparing to welcome Jiang Jianmo's arrival, but unexpectedly, the secretary of Yuezhou's eyes drifted and he took a turn to the side.

Everyone on the table had already stood up in advance, but they never expected that Secretary Jiang would run to his table first, and they all looked cautious and nervous.

But they are department cadres of some municipal bureaus and units, and they don’t have the face to work as the secretary of the municipal party committee?

However, in the shocked and suspicious eyes of the two tables, Jiang Jianmo smiled and patted Yang Yi on the shoulder: "Good boy, have the books sold abroad? If Xiao Luo hadn't told me, he wouldn't have been able to catch up with this signing banquet. How about it, going to Uncle Jiang's house for a meal on the weekend is a celebration for you?"

I went to the secretary's house? For a moment, the sound of my chin falling from the ground was filled with the sound of my chin falling.

Wang Feng next to him even trembled his feet. The head of the section chief now had a ball of paste, but he was huddled behind the crowd based on his physical instinctive reaction. He was afraid that the student who had just vowed to discipline him remembered him.

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