Chapter 485 I write

Author: Sitting at Jingting

Chapter 485 I write

Lin Weimin is not only responsible for checkout, but also responsible for picking up and delivering cars.

Rong Shihui rode in his Mercedes-Benz for the first time and couldn't help but said: "I've heard for a long time that this is the first Mercedes-Benz in Yanjing, and today I can actually ride in it."

"Don't listen to their nonsense. There are too many Mercedes-Benzes in Yanjing."

"Which of those cars has a local Yanjing license plate?"

Sitting in the car were Rong Shihui and Qin Chaoyang. Usually no one was Lin Weimin's opponent in a one-on-one match, but it was different today. The gang committed the crime with full firepower.

Ma Kai Restaurant opened in the 1950s on Gulou West Street. It is one of the earliest Hunan restaurants in Yanjing. Many Yanjing people have their wedding banquets here.

Hunan cuisine is Rong Shihui's hometown dish. When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, he couldn't help but sniff, looking intoxicated.

“After all these years, the taste here is still the most authentic!”

We went into the restaurant and ordered a few dishes, and the three of us sat together and chatted.

In the four years since he left the Chinese Publishing House, Rong Shihui's career has taken a beautiful parabola. He became the deputy editor-in-chief of the publishing house. Now he has retired and been re-employed. He is responsible for the final review of some of the novels of the publishing house. He used his remaining energy and retired.

There are not so many worries and I am in a good mood.

Qin Chaoyang is now over 70 years old. Unlike Rong Shihui who has just retired and still has the enthusiasm to use his remaining energy, he is now really enjoying his life, growing flowers and raising fish every day, and his life is like a fairy.

Lin Weimin lamented when he heard about the retirement life of the two of them, "There are still more than thirty years until my retirement. How long will it take for me to be the boss?"

Tan Chaoyang laughed and scolded: "You are so impatient! How about we switch?"

Before Lin Weimin could speak, Rong Shihui said: "A lot of money can't buy a moment. I really envy Weimin and his generation for catching up with the good times!"

Continuing chatting, while Qin Chaoyang was going to the toilet, Rong Shihui suddenly said: "For the people, how is Lao Zhang doing in "Contemporary"?"

Lin Weimin immediately became alert, "Why are you asking him?"

"You care about old comrades. Look at your attitude."

Lin Weimin said: "Don't think that I don't know what I'm thinking. You're an old man who has retired, and you still want to do the job of a matchmaker?"

Rong Shihui scolded: "You are already the deputy editor-in-chief, and you still want to exploit us old comrades. The capitalists are not as evil as you. Lao Zhang is not a few years younger than me, and he is about to retire. People are moving."

Wouldn't it be a good thing to die, move the tree, and improve the treatment?"

"You want to poach my people, but you still don't allow me to speak?" Lin Weimin retorted, and then asked: "Do you really want to poach Lao Zhang?"

Rong Shihui said sternly: "I just retired, and the other deputy editor-in-chief of the publishing house will also retire this year. There is a lack of work in the agency, and someone needs to take over. I thought that Lao Zhang would be a good fit, with excellent business ability.

It’s also the right age.”

"You're going to be the deputy editor-in-chief? Can you be in charge?"

Lin Weimin was very suspicious of this. Comrade Lao Rong once had a nickname in the Chinese Literature Society, "Rong Da Chui", and even his son called him that.

"Don't you have to fight for it? If you let him go, I will talk to the company."

Lin Weimin said quietly: "Old Rong, I have never seen you work so hard when you were in "Contemporary"!"

"When I was at Contemporary, the company didn't let me be the deputy editor-in-chief!"

There's nothing wrong with what he said, whether it's rough or rough.

"Sure, you have to study this matter clearly and I will let Lao Zhang go." Lin Weimin said.

“It’s a deal!”

After eating one meal, one of his generals was taken away, and he had to pay the bill himself. Lin Weimin was so frustrated that he wanted to vomit blood.

But for an individual, this is a good thing after all, and he can't stop it.

Before leaving, he saw Rong Shihui holding a cigarette in his hand. He recalled that he had not been idle since he entered the door. He smoked almost a pack of cigarettes in more than two hours. Lin Weimin couldn't help but said: "How old are you? Don't smoke when you have nothing to do."

Light up a cigarette and be careful to smoke out lung cancer."

"Bah, bah, bah! Crow's mouth! Why don't I dig you out? You kid, your mouth is too bad!"

"I'm doing this all for your own good. After retirement, I can live for two more years and get my pension in vain. How great!"

Rong Shihui said disdainfully: "Vulgar! Your consciousness needs to be improved!"

Bickering, several people left Ma Kai's restaurant.

The next day, Lin Weimin brought Zhang Zhonge to his office and told him about the situation at Rong Shihui's side.

"There is a vacancy for a deputy editor at Writers Publishing House, and Lao Rong is helping you get it. How about it? Are you willing to go?"

Zhang Zhong'e was very surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he said without telling a lie, "Of course I am willing to go."

"Well, when there is news over there, Lao Rong will definitely look for you."

"Thank you, Weimin!"

"Why are you thanking me? This is a good thing. If it happens, I will be happy for you too.

However, I told Lao Rong that if he had not been the deputy editor-in-chief, I would not have let him go." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

Zhang Zhong'e understood his good intentions. Since he wanted to move, he would naturally have to run towards people to reach higher ground, so it would be pointless to do so.

"That's the truth."

A few days later, Lin Weimin received a letter from Ma Yuan.

After graduating from college in 1982, Ma Yuan started working in the snow area. Except for occasionally attending PEN meetings, he was basically invisible. It has been six years now.

In the past few years, Lin Weimin introduced new ideas and promoted "avant-garde novels" to a wide range of readers. Ma Yuan amazed the public with "The Temptation of Gangdise".

He has produced a lot of works in the past few years, but none of them have reached the height of "The Temptation of Gangdise".

This time he wrote to Lin Weimin about work. He had stayed in the snow area for six years and planned to be transferred back to Liaodong.

The biggest motivation for Ma Yuan to transfer back to Liaodong was the birth of his child last year. The conditions in the snow area were difficult and there was nothing for adults. The child was too young, which was heartbreaking. Lin Weimin took the time to write him a reply.

"Teacher Lin, the sample booklet is out!"

Tong Zhonggui knocked on the door of Lin Weimin's office and sent him a sample booklet "No matter what, life is beautiful".

This novel is unique among Lin Weimin's works in that it was published first in English, then in French, and finally in Chinese.

Lin Weimin took the sample book and looked through it, nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad!"

Tong Zhonggui said: "It is really a pity that your novel was not published in our "Contemporary"."

"After all, it is a foreign historical background. It seems a bit unfamiliar to domestic readers. Now it is published directly. If you like it, just buy it and read it yourself!"

Tong Zhonggui nodded and said, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Tomorrow is the weekend, Lin Weimin asked: "What's the matter?"

"My yard has been tidied up and I plan to move there tomorrow." Tong Zhonggui said.

Lin Weimin said happily: "This is a good thing. Let's have fun together."

"I've told everyone, it's just you."

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow."

Influenced by Lin Weimin, Tong Zhonggui has always wanted to build a courtyard house in Yanjing, and has been saving manuscript fees in the past few years.

In total, he has published more than a dozen short stories and short stories in the past few years, some of which were published in "Contemporary". The total of his works of 300,000 to 400,000 words has also brought him a lot of attention.

Philippine income.

After "Wives and Concubines" was published last year, he received the largest royalties in recent years, and he was thinking about the house.

Finally, at the beginning of this year, I bought a second-level courtyard house near Shichahai. It took me two or three months to pack it up and I will move soon.

The next weekend, a group of colleagues came to Tong Zhonggui's yard in the morning. Lin Weimin came a little late. He ran to push Shi Tiesheng over. Tong Zhonggui's house was only a few steps away from Lin Weimin's house on Baimi Xiejie.

One mile.

Everyone visited Tong Zhonggui's new home, and several people exclaimed in admiration.

"Oh! You have to be a talented young man. Xiao Tong is only twenty-five this year, and he has already bought a house in Yanjing with his royalties."

"Xiao Tong is still young, but he is still outstanding in our society, right? Count how many of the younger generation have published several works like him every year?"

"It's not that there are a few, but there are none. Xiao Tong still has aura!"

Tong Zhonggui was embarrassed by everyone's praise, and he was busy serving tea and water to everyone.

Seeing this, Liu Yin couldn't help but joked: "Xiao Tong, look, we already have this house, is there anything missing?"

Yao Shuzhi immediately answered: "What else is missing?"

"What's the difference? Of course she's the hostess!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, while Tong Zhonggui scratched his head shyly.

Lin Weimin pushed Shi Tiesheng around in the courtyard, watching Mo Yan squatting next to everyone, watching everyone laughing and saying nothing, that was his normal state.

"I haven't seen Yu Hua for a long time." Shi Tiesheng said suddenly.
To be continued...