Mixed in 1980

Chapter 91 I Want Black Silk
"Brother Yu, Sister Wang, why did you two bump into each other?"

One is the editor-in-chief of People's Literature Publishing House, and the other is the editor-in-chief of Beijing Publishing House.

They are born rivals in the industry.

At least that's the case with Chen Fan. Both of them want to sign their own works.

"He, my brother-in-law!" Wang Jing said with a smile.

"So you two are one family."

Chen Fan didn't expect that the two had such a relationship. He quickly invited them to the house in the backyard, took out the tea set, and started making tea.

By the way, he handed Yu Shouren a cigarette.

After exchanging a few pleasantries and waiting for the tea to be brewed, Chen Fan asked, "You two came together today. Did you come here specifically to have tea and chat with me?"

"Yes, there is something."

Yu Shouren took a sip of tea and lit a cigarette: "Have you heard about the issue of royalties based on the number of copies printed?"

Chen Fan opened the window, lit a cigarette, and said, "I heard from Wang Wei and Brother Wang."

Yu Shouren exhaled smoke and said, "According to the instructions from above and in light of the actual situation of the publishing house, for the books published after May and the additional print runs after May, our publishing house has decided to pay the royalties in full."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was happy.

I was still thinking about this matter before, but I didn’t have the courage to go to his house and ask: “Brother Yu, your publishing house handled this matter, it’s very fair!”

Yu Shouren flicked the ash off his cigarette and smiled, "We are living in a good era. The number of copies printed and the royalties have increased. People who work in the writing industry now have more hope."

"As long as the work is good enough and the print run is large, the income is still considerable. If you can write a bestseller, it's not just a small amount of money, it can really make you rich."

"Take your collection of editorials for example. The first print run was 20 copies, and the second print run was 20 copies. They have all been sold out. The third print run was another 20 copies, and they are still selling."

"According to the number of copies printed, the remuneration is three times higher. Besides, your book has great staying power. I estimate that it will have a certain sales volume in the next one or two years."

Wang Jingyi took over the conversation: "The sales of the first half of The Most Beautiful Youth has exceeded 40 copies, and the third batch of 10 copies has not yet been sold out."

Chen Fan roughly calculated it and found that it was quite a lot of money.

"Chen Fan's Editorial Collection" has a total of 12 words. Based on the calculation of 0.5 yuan per thousand words per 60 copies, with a print run of 3600 copies, the royalties can be increased by yuan.

The first half of "The Most Beautiful Youth" has a total of 16 words, and with a print run of 50 copies, the author can receive an additional 4000 yuan in royalties.

Adding one piece would cost 7600 yuan.

"You need to go to the publishing house yourself to settle the money, or we can remit it to you," Wang Jingyi added.

"I'll make the trip myself some other day."

"That!"

Wang Jing took a sip of tea and said, "I came here today for another matter. If you publish the articles in your column this month and next month, you will have 80,000 words. You need to pay more attention to the extra chapters and finish them as soon as possible so that they can be published sooner."

Chen Fan stood up and took out a manuscript from the drawer: "I have already written the extra chapter. It is a supplement to the one scolding Third Brother. I wrote it when I went to Hong Kong and published it in a magazine in Hong Kong."

"Your manuscript has been sent to Hong Kong?" Wang Jingyi was surprised.

"I have a friend in Hong Kong who has connections there, so he helped me pass the manuscript over. The editorial collection was published in Oriental Daily, and the column articles were published in Hong Kong Magazine."

Wang Jingyi glanced at Yu Shouren, and her sister-in-law and brother-in-law looked at each other.

This is really unexpected.

This kid is so quiet, but the noise has spread to Hong Kong. I really underestimated him.

After chatting for a while, the two said goodbye, and Wang Jing took the manuscript of the extra chapter away.

Chen Fan made an appointment with them to submit his manuscript to the People's Literature Magazine in the second half of the month, and then go to them to settle the royalties, and talk to Wang Jing about publishing.

In the next few days, Chen Fan had nothing to do. He wrote manuscripts at night and went out with his wife and Guan Xiaoyu during the day, all of which were what he had promised Guan Xiaoyu before.

But Xu Jinqiu hadn't come for several nights. Chen Fan reminded her quietly, and the girl kissed him quietly, saying that she had her period and it was her holiday now!

After saying that, he just stood there giggling.

The dark attributes are maxed out!

Apart from this matter, which was the yard decoration, Chen Musheng went directly to the furniture factory to apply for unpaid leave and took over the decoration work.

It would take several months to clean up such a big yard.

Chen Fan would only go over occasionally and offer some suggestions from time to time. There wasn't much to worry about, so he lived a comfortable life.

Time flies and it’s August 8th!
People's Literature magazine is out again. After buying the magazine, many people will first turn to the table of contents to find out which page "Chen Fan Sees the World" is on.

In the early days of reform and opening up, people were extremely enthusiastic about understanding the outside world.

Many articles describing foreign affairs often attract great attention. "Chen Fan's View of the World" is unique among articles of the same type.

Many authors like to write that the moon in foreign countries is rounder than their own, and then indirectly criticize their own moon. Chen Fan's World View is different. It writes about the shit and fart of foreign countries. This gives readers a completely different experience. Although the column has only been published for two issues, it has already cultivated a large number of loyal readers, and the first thing they read in each issue is the column article.

"Abnormal Ghost Country Culture, Mysterious Operations of the Little Japs"

This column is about the Japanese devils.

In the 1970s and 1980s, the Japanese economy was indeed amazing. Chen Fan did not write a single word about these things. After all, there were too many people who wrote about them.

"The devil emperor really knows how to play, he wants to cut off his own incense!"

Many readers only then learned that in order to ensure the "purity of blood", the Japanese imperial family actually practiced incestuous marriages, and the closer the relatives, the closer the relatives...

Royal heirs often died young, and many of those who survived were deformed, ugly, or mentally retarded. In modern times, the Japanese have had four deformed emperors!
"I'm so happy! This is how the Japanese got their surnames. Aren't there too many?"

Some people watched and slapped their thighs with joy.

There are only a hundred surnames in China, but the Japanese have more than 10 surnames. The reason is that the government requires people to have a surname, and the Japanese were in a hurry and just took surnames at random.

There are living environment types: fieldside, well, village... representing family residences...

There are also occupational types: those whose ancestors were in the weaving industry are called Hattori, those whose ancestors raised dogs and fish are called Inugami, and those whose ancestors raised fish are called Uoya...

As a result, a large number of strange names were born, such as: Anus Qiang, My Grandson Tomomi, Bed Mei Ye, Execution of Justice...

"The custom of night climbing, isn't this too noisy?"

"Men would sneak into women's rooms in the middle of the night, causing beautiful women's homes to be crowded with people, while ugly women's homes would be left out. The whole village would raise the children born together."

"Men and women bathing together, blind dates also in the bath?"

"Japanese women also bathe with their fathers and rub their fathers' backs on Father's Day or the day before they get married to express their gratitude for their upbringing."

……

In the 1980s, people knew very little about foreign countries, and every incident in the article was anecdotes. Chen Fan's articles took advantage of the information gap.

“Is what you wrote true?”

Zeng Ali always reads the People's Literature whenever it is published, and in recent months she has also gotten into the habit of reading Chen Fan's articles first.

Every time I was amused, I couldn't help but laugh: "Japanese women are too shameless, aren't they? When they go out, they have to bring three boyfriends with them, one to drive, one to treat them to meals, and one to pay for things."

This involves women's rights and women's boxing.

The status of women in Japan was originally very low, but in the 1970s and 1980s, with the rapid economic development, awareness of women's rights began to rise and gradually evolved into women's rights.

We don't want equal rights, we want privileges!

Little do people know that feminism is linked to the economy. In an era of economic boom, women can live well with their own income, so they naturally have the capital to "act up".

Once the economy goes into a downturn, women’s boxing will no longer be able to strike back.

The fact is that in the early 1990s, Japan's economy collapsed, a large number of women lost their jobs, and the status of women returned to the pre-liberation era.

Chen Fan gave a brief explanation and teased, "If someone like you were to go to Japan, you would definitely have to bring a reinforced company with you."

"Pah, you're the one going to Japan."

Zeng Ali was embarrassed and annoyed. She closed the magazine and slapped Chen Fan's arm a few times. Although she didn't use much force, she showed great strength and her movements were a bit big.

As a result, two buttons on the chest were undone.

So white, so big, so deep... Chen Fan almost shouted out, but he quickly turned around. He would have a nosebleed if he looked at it again.

Zeng Ali also realized it, but with her rich stage experience, she managed to keep a straight face. She took the book and flipped through it, facing inside, with one hand on her chest, and buttoned her clothes as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Chen Fan looking over, Zeng Ali seemed to notice and turned back to glare at him. When he turned his head again, his face was already red, and he secretly spat, "Rogue!"

"Does it look good?"

Xu Jinqiu quietly sat down next to Chen Fan, with one hand on Chen Fan's waist, leaning close to Chen Fan's ear, and asked quietly.

"What's good-looking?" Chen Fan responded quietly.

"Are you pretending like this? Don't make a sound, or I'll be so embarrassed." Xu Jinqiu smiled slightly, pinched Chen Fan's waist, and began to exert force.

Chen Fan grimaced in pain, but didn't dare to make a sound. It wasn't until Xu Jinqiu let go that he whispered, "Wife, I turned around, I really didn't see it."

"Don't lock the door at night."

Hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes lit up and he whispered in her ear: "I want black stockings!"

Xu Jinqiu threw a wink.

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and picked up the match cigarette: "You guys stay here and chat, I'm going to go out and have a cigarette."

(End of this chapter)