1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

There is really no manuscript for Chapter 108, not even a single word!

Whoops!
As expected, Li Qingquan from Yenching Literature guessed it right. They are really in the same circle and they know each other well!
No matter how good the tea at my mother-in-law’s workplace is, it suddenly becomes unpalatable!

Cheng Xuemin put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at his mother-in-law who was somewhat evasive, and said directly to Liu Xinwu: "Teacher Liu, Teacher Li has already reviewed the novella, and the manuscript fee slip has been given to me!"

"The manuscript fee has been paid? When did it happen? Yesterday, Lao Li said that it was in the final review stage?"

Liu Xinwu's hopeful expression froze, and he shook his head and told Cheng Xuemin that this was impossible.

"Early this morning, Teacher Li was waiting for me at the entrance of Renwen Press and gave me the manuscript fee slip!"

Cheng Xuemin said angrily again!

"What? You gave it to me this morning? Li Qingquan even waited for me outside the Humanities Society?"

"I know this Lao Li...Alas!"

Liu Xinwu slapped his thigh heavily, thinking that he was so slow. Originally, both manuscripts were in his hands, and he let October choose.

But in the end, all of it came to nothing, so infuriating!
"It's okay, it's okay! There's a lot of time to come. We have a good son-in-law like you, Xuemin, in October, so we don't have to worry about not having good manuscripts to use!"

You can forget about the first two manuscripts, but you have to keep a close eye on the rest and don’t miss any more!
Liu Xin said in a casual manner while armed.

"Teacher Liu, thank you for your praise!"

Cheng Xuemin waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly, "Teacher Liu, I came here this time to..."

"Xuemin, you really need to hurry up with the manuscript. It's best to write the replacement manuscript before we publish the next issue in October!"

Seeing that Cheng Xuemin was actually going to talk about returning the manuscript fee, Feng's mother quickly took over the topic and said, "Hasn't your movie script for The Shepherd been completed? Then just focus on writing a manuscript next month!"

"Ah! Okay, okay, Mom, I know!"

Cheng Xuemin glanced at his mother-in-law. Why was she winking at him? Wasn't his statement just now sincere enough?

Is the mother-in-law asking him to show more sincerity?
No, that won’t work. I really can’t handle it!
Li Qingquan of Yenching Literature is soliciting manuscripts, and Shanghai Literature and Art also owes us a favor. In the future, we will also have to cooperate with People's Literature to do follow-up publicity work for the publicity channel, and manuscripts will definitely not be lacking.

Therefore, if you can write one or two articles for October in the near future, it will be the greatest sincerity. If you write more, you will be squeezing your son-in-law dry and not be able to squeeze out a single word!
not to mention!
These are all obvious and are of no help to Cheng Xuemin's slush fund. Doesn't he still have to devote some energy to manage his slush fund?
"Xuemin, are you still writing the script? Are you writing the script for the movie adaptation of The Shepherd yourself, Xuemin?"

The speaker may not have intended it, but the listener took it seriously. Liu Xinwu, who was standing next to him, heard that Cheng Xuemin was still writing the script for The Shepherd, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Yes! I had some free time some time ago, so I followed my elder brother and tried to write one!" Cheng Xuemin nodded again and said modestly.

"What?" Liu Xinwu asked in shock.

"Director Xie said it's OK. It has been sent to Yanying Film Studio for review. We are waiting for news from there!"

"Since Old Xie said it's OK, then it's OK!" Liu Xinwu slapped his thigh again and said repeatedly, "Great, great, Teacher Gu, our son-in-law is really amazing, and he's also so good at scriptwriting!"

"Old Liu, stop praising him so much. It would be better for him to focus on writing instead of being good at all kinds of things!" Teacher Gu, Feng's mother, felt a little flattered. Her son-in-law was such an excellent all-rounder, but she still had to be humble.

"I'm really not praising Xuemin!" Liu Xinwu waved his hands and said, "We all know who Old Xie is. He is famous for his strict requirements on scripts and his pursuit of perfection!"

"But Old Xie has only been in Beijing for a few days, and he has already approved Xuemin's script and sent it directly to Yanying Studio for final review. This shows that Xuemin is really good at writing scripts!"

"A versatile talent! Whether it's writing or writing scripts, I think Xuemin can definitely handle both. He has the ability to do both!"

Everyone knows Xie Jin's reputation in the circle. If the script is bad, he will really jump up and curse!
But he had only been in Yanjing for a few days, and in such a short time he directly approved the script written by Cheng Xuemin and submitted it for review. This was enough to show that the quality of the script must be good!

Not only is he an excellent writer, he can also modify the script himself. He is going to be very successful in the future!
"Teacher Liu, you are too kind. I just wrote something for my own amusement. It is not worthy of being published in a high-class society!"

"By the way, the reason I came here this time is actually..."

This time, Cheng Xuemin stood up directly, handed Mr. Wu's approval letter to Liu Xinwu, and then quickly left. He could not hold on any longer!
Again! ?
Seeing that her son-in-law was about to bring up the matter of returning the manuscript fee again, mother-in-law Feng rushed to interrupt him, but Liu Xinwu was quicker to interrupt and said, "No, no, Xuemin, don't underestimate yourself. Now your name is even on the list of Wu Lao and Mao Lao!"

"Mr. Ba is going to use your manuscript as a proof and go back to solicit manuscripts!"

Come on, actually you are here to return the manuscript fee, tell Lao Liu quickly!
Being interrupted again and again, Cao Aiqun and the others outside became very anxious, so they slapped Lao Liu in the face to wake them up!

"Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu, stop praising me, stop praising me. I am almost dying of embarrassment!"

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, you mentioned Mr. Wu. I brought Mr. Wu's approval letter here today!"

Although everyone likes to hear nice words, Cheng Xuemin really couldn't stand it, so he quickly interrupted Lao Liu's flattery and spoke.

"Letter of approval?! Xuemin, you brought Mr. Wu's letter of approval? What letter of approval?!"

"Xuemin, did you go to see Mr. Wu again today?"

Liu Xinwu and Feng's mother asked this question one after another, with endless shock and surprise on their faces.

"Mom, today I submitted this for review with Teacher Zhang from People's Literature! Mr. Wu also asked about your situation today, and asked me to send this to you!"

Cheng Xuemin nodded and took out the approval document from his briefcase and handed it to Liu Xinwu. "What is this...?"

Liu Xinwu took it and looked at the letter of approval in his hand with confusion. But before long, Liu Xinwu's eyes widened and he jumped up and down excitedly and shouted, "Mr. Wu instructed us to add more copies?"

"Moreover, we are also going to reprint the atomic bomb of People's Literature?"

"Old Liu, let me see it, let me see it!" Feng's mother was also shocked when she saw this, and quickly asked Liu Xinwu to show her the approval letter!
"Can we add more issues?" Wang Shimin, the editor-in-chief who had been watching the show outside, rushed in and shouted.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Gu, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wu have approved that we can reprint our atomic bomb in the October supplement!"

"Okay, okay, great! The date is next Monday, which is just a few days away from the publication of People's Literature. It's no different from our first publication!"

People's Literature will be officially published tomorrow, which is Friday, and they will follow up next Monday in October. Although there is a difference of three days in time, there is actually no difference at all.

The only difference is that it was originally their October exclusive, but now there is the more influential People's Literature. But after all, they did release the atomic bomb in October!

"Can we really reprint it in an additional issue?!"

"Then Old Liu, should we quickly publish a sample issue and send it to Old Wu for review?"

After reading the approval letter at a glance, Feng's mother's face was also extremely excited. She urged Liu Xinwu to quickly produce a sample copy and send it for review!

Once Mr. Wu approves it, they can publish and put the product on the shelves on Monday.

"Yes, yes, yes, Teacher Gu, you are right. We need to publish the sample issue immediately. Lao Wang, Lao Wang, hurry up, hurry up!"

The whole October editorial department was excited and moved! Maybe they didn't notice when Cheng Xuemin left?
"Where's Xuemin!? Where's Xuemin!? Come and help check our layout. Is there a big gap with People's Literature?!"

"Also, what are Mr. Wu's requirements for finalizing the manuscript and publishing it? You and Mr. Zhang have submitted it for review today, so you have experience!"

Liu Xinwu heard his shouting before he rushed into the office, but when he entered the office, where was Cheng Xuemin? ?

"Teacher Gu, where are Xuemin and others?" Liu Xinwu asked in confusion!

"It's getting late, Xuemin has to go to school to pick up his kids, so he left without saying hello to you!"

"Oh, this is the bill for the manuscript that Xuemin returned. He said that People's Literature has issued another bill for the manuscript today, and we can't accept it!"

Feng's mother, Teacher Gu, greeted Liu Xinwu, then took out the manuscript fee receipt she had received and handed it to Liu Xinwu.

"Mr. Zhang is giving Xuemin another bill for his manuscript?!"

Liu Xinwu was stunned when he saw the payment slip issued by People's Literature.

Then he came to his senses and said, "Xuemin is really something. Why should we retreat? Aren't we going to be hit by his atomic bomb as well?"

"We are just reprinting the original, not exclusively publishing it, so why should we pay him for it?!"

Feng's mother helped her son-in-law and declined politely!
"You have to pay for reprinting!" Liu Xinwu waved his hands and said to Feng's mother, "Return it to Xuemin, return it to Xuemin. Who would use Xuemin's manuscripts without paying for them?!"

"But the reprint fee is not that high!" Feng's mother continued to help her son-in-law decline politely. Seeing that Liu Xinwu insisted on giving it, she could only take a step back and said, "If you want to give it, then give it according to the industry rules. Three or four yuan per thousand words, it's up to you, Old Liu!"

"But seven yuan for a thousand words, it would be bad for Xuemin if it got out!"

The exclusive first-run manuscript fee is the maximum of 7 yuan per thousand words. How can the reprinted manuscript fee be paid at the same maximum?
There is no precedent for such practice in the industry. This is not just praising her son-in-law, but praising him to death!
"Eh?! Teacher Gu, you are right. I didn't think it through enough!" Liu Xinwu nodded repeatedly after hearing this and said, "Then, we will charge four yuan per thousand words for reprinting. We can't let others gossip about us!"

……

Cheng Xuemin was riding his bicycle around the campus of Yanda University. When he saw a pretty girl, he whistled at her boldly, obviously he was too proud!
Can you stop floating?

How much royalties does Cheng Xuemin have in his pocket now?

Early in the morning, Li Qingquan from Yanjing Literature sent him a bill for the novella, which cost more than 1,600 yuan.

Later, Li Shuguang of Renwen Press gave him more than 300 yuan for the manuscript.
Then suddenly an art editor named Lao Pan showed up and gave him another 300 yuan for the illustrations.
Mr. Zhang from People's Literature also gave him a bill for royalties of more than 200 yuan, but he just returned it to his mother-in-law in October.

By this calculation, the amount of royalties he owed was more than 2,300 yuan!

Most importantly, there was 300 yuan in illustration royalties, which was Cheng Xuemin’s private money, and he kept it close to his body.

Excluding the three hundred in the small treasury, there are still more than two thousand!

I wonder if Feng Jiayou will go crazy when he sees so much royalties?
No reply yet?
When passing by the message room, Cheng Xuemin deliberately looked over there, but there was still no reply from "Harvest" in Shanghai.

This makes me wonder, did they not review or finalize the manuscripts for Harvest while Mr. Ba was in Beijing?
Forget it, don’t think too much!

If it can pass, it will pass. If it can’t, forget it. Anyway, Cheng Xuemin, who is now rich and powerful, really doesn’t care about the royalties for the article "Harvest".

……

Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)