Mixed in 1980

Chapter 36 Signing for Publication
"Hello, Comrade Xu. I am Zheng Jian, deputy director of the Sanhe Agricultural Machinery Factory. I have brought my children here today to apologize to Comrade Xu Jinqiu."

Zheng Jian was also heartbroken because he had a rebellious son in his family.

This unfilial son is the same. He always says "My father is the deputy factory director" when he is outside, as if he is afraid that others don't know that it is his son, Zheng Jian, who is in trouble.

This time he is in real trouble. This rebellious son could have offended anyone else, but he had to offend the literati.

Are there any of those who write articles that you would like to get along with?
It is said that officials have two mouths. The superiors are right when they speak, and the subordinates are right when they speak. But compared with the literati, they are far inferior. Those people can write black as white and white as black.

Ever since the phrase "My father is the deputy factory director" became popular, Zheng Jian knew that his official career had come to an end, but he was only in his forties.

Damn rebellious son!

Now with another editorial, the situation has escalated again and it has become something that must be resolved.

Competitors in the factory stabbed him in the back one after another. Director Zhao, who was promoted by him, was demoted to a sinecure, and his authority to be in charge of logistics was also taken away.

Under all kinds of pressure, Zheng Jian had no choice but to bring Director Zhao, Zheng Yayuan, and several factory office staff to drive over to apologize.

"Are you from the farm machinery factory?"

Xu Changqing didn't give a good look. It was these bastards who bullied his daughter.

However, the other party came specially to apologize, so it was not a good idea to make things difficult for them. Xu Changqing snorted and called his daughter out, and personally watched them apologize.

No matter what they thought in their hearts, Zheng Jian was watching from the side. Both Director Zhao and Zheng Yayuan put in enough effort in their postures and their attitudes were very sincere.

"Okay, that's it."

Xu Jinqiu waved her hand nonchalantly. These people didn't come here to apologize sincerely. They were just forced by Chen Fan and had no choice but to put on such a gesture.

But it's still quite interesting to see them lowering their heads.

Especially Zheng Yayuan, he was so arrogant at that time, and would always say "My father is the deputy factory director". He was so arrogant and domineering, he was completely different from now.

"Comrade Xu Jinqiu, on behalf of the Agricultural Machinery Factory, I apologize to you again. These are just some small tokens of our appreciation that the factory has prepared. I hope you can accept them."

You can't go to apologize empty-handed, right?

Zheng Jian was really scared, fearing that Xu Jinqiu's boyfriend would be unhappy and publish an editorial in the newspaper. Who knew what he would write next time.

One should be grateful for what one has received. Now that he has accepted the things, he should be too embarrassed to continue scolding, right?

"I've accepted the things. This matter ends here. If Deputy Director Zheng has nothing else to say, please go back." Xu Jinqiu nodded slightly.

"Then we won't bother you."

Zheng Jian said a few more polite words before leading his men away. After they left the compound, he slapped his son on the forehead and said, "Damn it, you've ruined my reputation."

Feeling unsatisfied, he kicked again.

Zheng Yayuan covered his butt and opened his mouth, but no words came out. This was too much of a loss, and the factory imposed a new punishment: his technician grade was downgraded by one level and he was banned from taking exams within two years.

"Old Xu, let me tell you, your son-in-law is really good. He was able to force the deputy director of a factory to come and apologize. Most people don't have this ability." Zeng's father joked.

"Don't keep calling him uncle or aunt. You haven't even met him, so how can you know what kind of person he is?"

"Just be happy, Qiu'er is back. If you are interested, take a good look at the editorial written by your brother-in-law. It's really good." Zeng's father pointed to the newspaper placed aside.

"Let me see what he wrote."

Xu Jinqiu snatched the newspaper away. Xu Changqing's heart was broken when he saw it. He really couldn't keep his daughter anymore. All her attention was on Chen Fan.

I don't want to bother with my daughter anymore.

Xu Changqing opened the carton sent by the agricultural machinery factory. It contained some dried mushrooms, canned food, sausages, milk powder and the like, all of which were in short supply and hard to buy even if one had money.

In a blink of an eye, it’s Monday again!

Xu Jinqiu was staying at Zhao Yuanyuan's house. She got up early in the morning and went back home to find her household registration book, high school diploma, and high school books.

I made an appointment with Chen Fan to go to the Admissions Office in the afternoon to complete the college entrance examination registration.

I have to go back to the dance troupe to work in the morning. Chen Fan also has something to do in the morning. He said he has to go to the magazine to discuss the publication of "The Most Beautiful Youth".

In fact, there is nothing much to talk about, Wang Wei has already completed all the preliminary communication matters.

"You kid, why did you submit your article to Lao Li again? Our magazine is your mother's home." Wang Wei held the People's Daily with a depressed look on his face. Apart from the last article "Reject Moral Kidnapping", this "Reject Ineffective Apology" is also a top editorial article, which has aroused great public opinion.

If these two editorials could be published in People's Literature, Wang Wei was almost certain that the magazine's sales would increase by at least tens of thousands of copies, or even hundreds of thousands.

He has done a survey. Given the huge size of People's Daily, the sales volume has increased slightly because of Chen Fan's two editorials, which is quite amazing.

"Brother Wang, you know the situation. Aren't you in a hurry to vent your sister-in-law's anger?" Chen Fan smiled awkwardly.

Although submission is free, there are still personal connections. When I submitted my work for the first time, Wang Wei gave me the highest standard of payment for a newcomer.

Later, I submitted articles to the People's Daily through Wang Wei's introduction. These were all favors.

"I don't care. When the next issue comes out, you have to write an editorial for me."

People's Literature will be published in another week. The typesetting has been finalized and the printing process has begun. It is definitely too late for this issue.

Otherwise, Wang Wei could pull Chen Fan over and ask him to write an article on the spot, and not let him leave until he finished it.

"That's no problem. I guarantee it will be a masterpiece."

"That `s a deal."

Wang Wei was satisfied and said teasingly, "By the way, I also owe it to you. Your pen name will be valuable after those two editorials are published."

Chen Fan's pen name is also his real name.

Wang Wei grinned and said, "This issue of the magazine hasn't even been published yet, but we've already received a lot more orders from all over the country, all for you. We estimate that the sales volume will increase by 20,000 to 30,000 copies."

Chen Fan was surprised. People's Literature was not a small publication, but the leader of literary magazines, with sales of over one million copies per issue.

Could it be that his name could actually increase his sales?
"Will you give me a raise in my royalties?"

Wang Wei rolled his eyes at him. He realized that this kid was crazy because of poverty and only thought about money.

What good things are you thinking about?

The contract has been signed a long time ago, and I'll even raise your royalties. The president will tear my head off later.

Didn’t you say it yourself? People’s Literature is so poor that it can only borrow someone else’s office building. Even so, they still increase your royalties. There’s no door, let alone windows.

"Let's talk about publishing first."

Wang Wei took out a stack of documents from the drawer: "The publishing house has already negotiated with me and entrusted me to help with the process. Take a look at the contract."

Chen Fan took a careful look at it. Contracts these days are still relatively simple, but also easier to understand, without those messy clauses.

At the end of the contract, the publisher’s official seal has been stamped. As long as Chen Fan signs and puts his fingerprints on it, the publishing agreement will be officially concluded.

Not finding any problems, Chen Fan didn't think much about it and just signed and put his fingerprints on it. Wang Wei even prepared the royalties for him, a full 3600 yuan.

The largest denomination of currency these days is 10 yuan, and 3600 yuan is 360 notes, which are bundled into four bundles, three bundles of 100 notes and one bundle of 60 notes.

When stacked together, it looks quite intimidating.

Chen Fan roughly counted them and threw them all into his backpack. With this amount of royalties, he would have more than enough money to seize the opportunity of Zhang Jianjun.

That thing will be done soon.

"Brother Wang, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. I'll invite you to dinner another day."

"Wait a minute, there's one more thing."

Wang Wei quickly pulled the man back, handed him a cigarette, and lit one himself: "After those two editorials were published, many colleagues called to ask for your information. They are probably looking for you to write an article. Don't agree to it in a rush."

Wang Wei was annoyed about this.

Chen Fan was discovered by our People's Literature. Are you poaching him so openly?
This matter was also Chen Fan's fault. He sent the editorial to the People's Daily. When his colleagues saw it, they thought that People's Literature did not want Chen Fan's short stories, so they all started to have ideas.

Chen Fan was also quite surprised. Aren’t they just two editorials? Could they have such a great influence?
It's also causing a stir in the publication circle!
This was the first time he felt the influence of these two editorials.

　The second update is here~ I have good news, this book is going to be promoted, all thanks to your support, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)