Mixed in 1980

Chapter 148 Screening List

"You are dragging Brother Yu into committing a sin!"

Xu Jinqiu rolled her eyes and was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

I don’t know which writer will be so unlucky that he will give up his literary creation and be fooled by Chen Fan to go to Hong Kong to do some marginal literature.

Well...it's just a borderline, so it doesn't count as literature!
Chen Fan reached out and pinched his wife's cheek: "Qiu'er, I send people to Hong Kong to make a lot of money to give them a chance to turn things around, understand?"

Xu Jinqiu complained: "So it's a good thing?"

"Or else?"

"That's nonsense!" Xu Jinqiu rolled her eyes and said no more. She didn't understand business matters and there was no need for her to get involved.

After a while, Xie Xiaofang came back and told everyone that it was time to eat.

Everyone moved to the restaurant in the front yard. The radiator had been turned on and the restaurant was warm enough that there was no need to wear a coat. It just consumed too much electricity.

The electricity price is 1.6 cents!

With such a big yard and so many rooms, the monthly electricity bill would be quite a lot of money. Guan Yuemei complained about this a lot, saying that it would be better to just have a kang.

If all else fails, just get a coal stove. That’s what everyone does.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Chen Fan saw another nanny in the family, named Kong Lanchun, who was in her forties and looked like a very down-to-earth person.

As for the craftsmanship, it's acceptable.

After all, if you can cook in a factory, you must be quite skilled, but you are definitely not as good as a chef in a restaurant. A real chef will not go to a factory to cook for people.

The best job a factory chef can do is to be rated at level six, so his income is limited, but he is still quite capable of making some home-cooked meals.

After eating, Chen Fan looked at the time, put on his down jacket and walked out. At the entrance of the alley, he hailed a tricycle and went straight to Beijing Publishing House.

Yu Shouren was quite enthusiastic when he saw Chen Fan.

When I signed the teaching aids contracts before, I thought I wouldn’t make much money, but unexpectedly, these teaching aids became bestsellers, with the total print run exceeding 30 copies.

With these achievements, the publishing house is able to have a prosperous year.

After making tea for Chen Fan, Yu Shouren said, "After the school starts next year, your club must hurry up and launch new teaching aids so that students can use them as soon as possible."

Chen Fan took a sip of hot tea and exhaled cold air: "I have already arranged it before the winter vacation. I can summarize and revise it when school starts. It should be done quickly."

Zeng Ali was working on this project before the winter vacation. Chen Fan laughed at her and almost made her angry. Later, Chen Fan taught her how to write a plan.

However, Chen Fan rarely interferes in the affairs of the club. Basically, it is led by a few presidents and assistants, and he is only responsible for observation and adjustment.

Hearing this, Yu Shouren also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Fan took the file bag out of his bag and said, "This is my new book, set in the United States, and it's a dystopian science fiction."

Dystopia?

Yu Shouren was stunned. Having been in the industry for so long, he was naturally familiar with this term.

This type of novel usually depicts a society that appears beautiful on the surface, but is actually full of totalitarian, oppressive and inhumane characteristics.

This type of subject matter has a very early origin, and its prototype can be traced back to Jonathan Swift's "Gulliver's Travels" in the 18th century.

Later, a series of representative works such as "We" and "Beautiful World" appeared, but there seems to be no works of this theme in China at present.

Yu Shouren was a little curious, so he opened the manuscript and started reading. Before he knew it, an hour had passed and Chen Fan had smoked two cigarettes before he paused.

"How about you sit for a while and talk after you finish watching?"

"It's okay, you continue!"

Chen Fan picked up a book from Yu Shouren's bookshelf and read while smoking, not feeling the time was unbearable.

The book "The Matrix" is not long, just over 100,000 words. With the reading speed of an experienced editor like Yu Shouren, it won't take him long to finish it even if he reads it carefully.

Less than an hour later, Yu Shouren closed the manuscript, sorted it out and put it into a file bag: "It's a very creative story, and the political metaphors in it are also very interesting, but this is only one volume, how many more volumes are there?"

Chen Fan took out a cigarette and handed it over: "It's divided into three parts in total. The rest can be decided after the New Year. I don't want to be busy during the New Year."

Yu Shouren took the cigarette and lit it up: "The publication should be put off until after the New Year. The Spring Festival gap is too long, which is not conducive to market promotion."

Chen Fan also lit up his cigarette: "Your publisher will arrange this. I have something to say. The Matrix has been released in Hong Kong, and the English version will be released soon."

Yu Shouren was stunned for a moment: "You guys quietly launched a big satellite."

“I was forced to do this!”

Chen Fan briefly explained Zheng Yana's situation: "I wrote this book specifically to find her a job, but it's not a loss. Currently, this book is selling well in Hong Kong."

"What you did as the president is really beyond reproach."

Yu Shouren had to admit that this boy was righteous!

Some time ago, he came to remind me that he went to Liulichang and used his reputation to buy two paintings by Qi Baishi and more than a dozen works by other famous artists.

When I took the painting home, my wife almost made a scene. But after waiting for two days, an acquaintance came to my door and said that he was willing to buy a painting of shrimp by Qi Baishi for five thousand yuan. My wife was so happy that she smiled from ear to ear and brought a basin of water to wash her feet that night.

It's just that it's especially hard on the waist at night! "It's my own club, what can I do about it?"

Chen Fan smiled and changed the subject: "There's one more thing. You need to do me a favor."

"If you have something to say, just say it. You are so polite."

"The publishing house in Hong Kong is planning to set up a creative team to write some commercial popular novels, and they want to recruit a few people to come over."

"Good man, you are here to poach my people?" Yu Shouren widened his eyes.

"It's not that exaggerated and it won't affect you. Just find someone who has good writing skills and can write stories, but is not very famous." Chen Fan explained.

"Every year, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of people who submit articles to our publishing house and Contemporary magazine, and there are quite a few who are talented but not famous."

Yu Shouren took a puff of cigarette and pondered for a moment: "It's definitely too late today. I'll make a list tomorrow and you can come back the day after tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I can wait a few days. I have to go to the Magic City tomorrow."

Chen Fan promised Guan Xiaoyu that he would take her to Beijing for the winter vacation, so he rushed to the airport early the next morning and flew directly to the Magic City.

When they met again, Guan Xiaoyu was full of resentment.

She said she would come and pick me up as soon as the winter vacation started, and she has been waiting at home for several days.

When they arrived in Beijing and got off the taxi, Guan Xiaoyu hung both bags of luggage on Chen Fan's hands and jumped onto Chen Fan's back.

Just like when we were kids, I would let him carry me whenever I went out.

"Guan Xiaoyu, are you a good person?"

"I don't care. Who told you to take so long to pick me up? Don't just stand there. Go in quickly."

"owe you!"

Chen Fan had no choice but to spoil her.

When they entered the middle courtyard and saw Guan Yuemei, Guan Xiaoyu got down from his back and quickly ran over to hug her, chattering all the time, all complaining about Chen Fan.

Chen Fan rolled her eyes, put her luggage away, looked at her watch, it was not too late, so she went to the Beijing Publishing House and got a list from Yu Shouren.

Yu Shouren was well prepared and provided a list of thirty people, along with their works, to make it easier for Chen Fan to screen.

After taking it home, Xu Jinqiu looked through the list, found the corresponding works, and opened one of them: "This one is good, it's quite interesting."

"Classmate Qiuer, didn't you say before that this was a sin?" Chen Fan was surprised.

"There's nothing I can do. I can only accompany you in doing evil." Xu Jinqiu rolled her eyes. Although she didn't understand what Chen Fan was going to do, it didn't stop her from helping.

If someone really thinks that this matter is not decent, and then stands on the moral high ground to oppose and find fault, the couple will definitely not last long.

I am right, husband and wife are one!

Chen Fan put his arms around his wife, smelling the girl's fragrance, and felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

If I were to kill someone someday, it would be safest to let this girl keep watch. Maybe she would even carefully help clean up the traces at the scene.

After hanging out for a while, the two continued to screen the list and finally selected five, with five more as backup. These people all had one thing in common: what they wrote was quite interesting.

After the list was finalized, he ran to the post office and made a phone call to Hong Kong. Chen Fan no longer cared about these things, nor should he care about them himself.

The general direction has been determined. If even this cannot be done properly, Chen Fan can only consider changing Qiu Wenxin's position.

During the call, Qiu Wenxin also brought good news.

The sales of "The Matrix" in Hong Kong continued to rise. As of the day before the call, the total sales had exceeded 20 copies, and sales were still rising.

The early promotion has come to an end!

People already know the truth about the debate about virtual worlds and parallel worlds, but "The Matrix" itself is a huge topic.

Now the publicity has entered the second stage, discussing "The Matrix" as a "high-level" topic and creating a contempt chain between those who have read it and those who have not.

"Mr. Chen, I have another good news for you. Ko Meilin from HarperCollins Publishers approached our publishing house and wants to acquire the English version copyright of The Matrix."

"The banana man?"

Chen Fan was stunned. He didn't expect the reversal to be so quick. "Tell him to get out of the way. Even if we don't release the English version, we can't give him the copyright."

Qiu Wenxin said: "Don't worry, Mr. Li has already rejected it. He is currently negotiating with Hachette Publishers and Macmillan Publishers in the United States."

and HarperCollins Publishers, these two publishing houses are also publishing giants in the United States.

After thinking for a while, Qiu Wenxin added: "Both companies have big appetites and want to obtain the distribution rights in Europe and America, but they are both very aggressive in lowering the price. Currently, the negotiations have reached a deadlock."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Tell Mr. Li later that there is no need to worry. There are many publishers in Europe and America. We can just look for other ones."

Qiu Wenxin said: "Mr. Li also thinks so and is planning to introduce third-party and fourth-party publishers. However, due to the serious piracy, negotiations are indeed difficult."

"Pirated?" Chen Fan was stunned.

When talking about publishing with Europe and the United States, it turns out that piracy is involved?

PS: The second update is here ~ I had something to do today, so it’s a little late, please forgive me, friends!
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