Chapter 400 I will take leave for these two days.

Author: Sitting at Jingting

Chapter 400 I will take leave for these two days.

Comrade Lao Qin imagined the scene where Lin Weimin went to find Cheng Wuchun:

"Old Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't it right to bully honest people?"

"As a leader, this is all you have to do?"

"What's wrong with the Literary and Art Association? Can it control our Chinese Literary Society?"

"Tell them, if you don't want someone else, you want your life!"

In reality, Lin Weimin goes to find Cheng Wuchun:

"Boss, what are you busy with?" He probed his head.

"What's up?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just come and sit down."

Cheng Wuchun frowned and looked at Lin Weimin. This boy almost had the words "I'm here to make trouble" written on his face.

"I'm going out for a meeting later!"

"I know you are busy." Lin Weimin watched for a few seconds and said, "What, I heard that the Literary and Art Association wants to borrow people from our Chinese Literary Society?"

"It's not from the press, it's from you guys at Contemporary. Other editorial offices are very busy, and there are many of you."

Lin Weimin immediately said: "Yes, yes, we at "Contemporary" have many people, but we also have a lot of work! After all, we are a monthly magazine, and we have tasks every month."

Cheng Wuchun looked at him with an unkind expression, "What do you mean?"

"Well, let me give you an idea." Lin Weimin looked like a villain in a movie.

"What's the idea?"

"Lao Niu, you don't know, right? Lao Niu is almost the boss of "New Literature Historical Materials" and is so idle that it would be perfect to send him there!"

Lin Weimin sells his teammates as skillfully as a madam.

Cheng Wuchun hesitated and said, "Isn't this... inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about this? Leader, actually I know even if you don't tell me, you must be unhappy with the Cultural Association, right? We are obviously a brother unit, but you always treat yourself as the big brother. It just so happens that Lao Niu has such a bad temper.

Come on, treat them!"

Teacher Lin now looked like a slanderous and treacherous minister slandering the emperor.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Cheng Wanchun rebuked superficially.

But in fact, what Lin Weimin said happened to be from his heart.

Because of the past few years, the Literary and Art Association has indeed received great attention and courtesy from the superiors in recent years. Both its status and remuneration have skyrocketed, and its scope of management has become wider and wider.

The first two presidents of the Chinese Literature Society, Yan Wenjing and Meng Weizai, were both good-tempered people. Their tempers had been smoothed out long ago after they came out of the movement.

But Cheng Wanchun was different. He was young and powerful, and his superiors trusted him so much. With the president and editor in chief shouldering the responsibility, he had great power. Naturally, he did not want to be controlled by others.

It is true that the Literary and Art Association has a high level, but in the final analysis, it and the Chinese Literature Society are two different systems.

Cheng Wanchun felt unhappy if he came to his territory to point fingers and take advantage.

"Leader, why am I talking nonsense? Our Chinese Literature and Literature Bureau-level unit is a little lower than his Writers Association, but it is also a national-level publishing house with a Publishing Department above it, so it is not their turn..."

Before Lin Weimin could finish speaking, he was interrupted angrily by Cheng Wanchun, "Don't lie here. If you don't want to borrow someone, just say you don't want to borrow someone. Why are you trying to sow discord with me? What do you want to do?"

"Hey, look at what you said, why am I sowing discord?"

Lin Weimin said with a smile and did not make any excuses.

Cheng Wanchun glared at him angrily, pondered for a moment and then said: "Your workload at "Contemporary" is indeed a bit heavy. Before, the agency only considered that you had more people, but not the workload. Okay.

, I will ask Lao Niu later to see if he is willing to go to "China" to help?"

That’s right!

"Boss, you're still thinking of us!" Lin Weimin flattered him.

"Is there anything else?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you're busy, you're busy!"

Lin Weimin exited Cheng Wuchun's office and returned to the back building with square steps.

Qin Chaoyang was waiting in his office. When he saw him coming back, he immediately asked: "How was it?"

In his heart, he despised Comrade Lao Qin's cheating and cheating. Lin Weimin said with a proud look on his face: "Done!"

"Hey!" Comrade Lao Tan exclaimed, his eyes filled with admiration for Editor Lin, "Not bad, not bad!"

"Then what..." Lin Weimin coughed and said, "I'm going to take leave for the next two days."

"What kind of leave are you asking for? Just ask for leave as soon as you come back to work!"

Tan Chaoyang was immediately dissatisfied. If you ask for leave, don't I have to work more?

"No." Lin Weimin coyly said, "I'll let Lao Niu go."

Tan Chaoyang hesitated. If this was the case, he would really have to ask for leave.

"Is two days enough?"

"It depends on when Lao Niu leaves! You can keep an eye on me when you turn around to see when he withdraws and when I come back!" Lin Weimin said.

Tan Chaoyang was a little helpless, "Okay then."

He sighed, "Oh! What do you think this is?"

Lin Weimin once again spurned Comrade Lao Qin. This is crocodile tears. Should I let you go?

After Lin Weimin finished talking to Qin Chaoyang, he simply arranged the work of the editorial department and ran away.

Half an hour later, a grumpy voice echoed in the corridor on the second floor of the back building.

"Lin Weimin!"

"Where's Lin Weimin? Come out here, kid!"

Following this roar, the editors in the editorial department of "Contemporary" fell silent.

Tan Chaoyang, who was sitting leisurely in the office, was so frightened that he shook the tea all over his body. He got up and walked to the door, carefully locking the door from the inside.

——

After cheating Niu Han, Lin Weimin had no psychological burden. Comrade Lao Niu was always generous and would not argue with him.

After returning home and writing the manuscript all night, Lin Weimin went to Shi Tiesheng's house with a few books the next morning.

"Tie Sheng! Iron Sheng!"

Lin Weimin shouted twice, but it was Yu Hua who came out.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Weimin's dissatisfied tone made Yu Hua very hurt. Why can't I be here?

"Teacher Lin, the School of Liberal Arts has just had a holiday. I came over to see Tiesheng. I plan to return to my hometown in two days."

Yu Hua explained and let Lin Weimin into the house.

"When did you come back?" Shi Tiesheng asked.

"Two days ago."

"How was your stay in the United States?"

Lin Weimin briefly talked about his experience in the United States, and Yu Hua listened with envy and full of longing.

"Is Mo Yan on holiday too?" Lin Weimin thought of Mo Yan when he saw Yu Hua.

Yu Hua said: "It's holiday. Now I'm going back to my hometown in Ludong with Zhang Yimou to plant sorghum."

When Yu Hua said this, he was somewhat gloating about his misfortune.

"Red Sorghum" is the first chapter of "Red Sorghum Family". It will be adapted into a movie. Yu Hua found out about it and was very jealous for a while. However, recently, as Mo Yan followed Zhang Yimou back to his hometown in Ludong to grow sorghum, he also

I found a sense of superiority.

When a screenwriter is like this, there is nothing to be proud of.

"Do you still need him to grow sorghum himself?" Lin Weimin asked.

"That's not necessary. He just went over to check it out with Zhang Yimou and the others. The scene must be consistent with his script!"

After chatting for a while, Yu Hua focused on the books Lin Weimin brought.

Lin Weimin brought it back to his colleagues. Most of his friends’ books were English versions of world famous books. After all, everyone is familiar with the Chinese versions of these books. Now, if you get an English version, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand English. It’s just a sentiment!

"This is for Tiesheng. If you want it, go to my house to pick it up in the afternoon." Lin Weimin said.
To be continued...