1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 319 The Bad Editorial Department
The Naoki Award that Lin Weimin didn't go to receive was received by Xinchaosha on his behalf. The trophy was not mailed until September, and there was also a bonus of 120 million yen, which is better than nothing.

However, Xinchao Society proposed the reprinting of "Farewell My Concubine". The influence of the Naoki Award is by no means as small as Lin Weimin thought. On the contrary, it has a larger group in China.

Before "Farewell My Concubine" was a foreign translation work, there was no publicity. It was printed twice with a total of 11 copies. Up to now, there are still 10 to [-] copies in stock, and less than [-] copies have been sold by word of mouth. sales have peaked.

But after the awarding ceremony of the Naoki Award, the old tree bloomed again in spring, and "Farewell My Concubine" was once again placed in the hot selling position of the major bookstores.

In just ten days, the inventory has bottomed out.

This time, the number of reprints of Xinchaosha was very bold, and [-] copies came directly. It is true that it is a bit blindly confident in the publicity effect of the Naoki Award, but Mr. Lin does not mind charging more manuscript fees.

The royalty share has been increased to 12%, and this manuscript fee is 4.2 meters.

Looking at it this way, Lao Mi made more money!

Lin Weimin sighed in his heart about Lao Mi Tu's wealthy style, and he didn't forget to deal with the calls from Xinchao Club.

"Other works?"

Xinchao News Agency proposed to publish Lin Weimin's other works on the phone, but they didn't mention it before the award, but now they are rushing to talk about it. It is estimated that the effect after winning the Naoki Award is too obvious.

"Okay, then you can send someone over there, and you can pick out the ones who are suitable."

Sending money to the door, Mr. Lin expressed his warm welcome.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Wenjing couldn't help sighing: "It's going to be published again!"

"Yeah, the popularity has increased after winning the award, and the publishing house is also happy to see it."

Yan Wenjing nodded, "That's true!"

Coming out of the front building, Lin Weimin returned to the editorial department, pushed the door open and felt a lazy and decadent atmosphere.

Rubbing his eyes, the group of people were still reading the manuscript, but observed carefully.

Yao Shuzhi held melon seeds in her hand while reading the manuscript, and Zhu Changsheng leaned on her chin to review the manuscript.

Lao He was the most serious, but there was still a copy of "Zhong Shan" on the table, apparently just put it down for a while.

The worst one is Liu Yin, who is knitting a sweater and turning a page from time to time.

Lin Weimin thought for a while, didn't enter the house, and ran to Lao Tan's office. The old man was watering the flowers, but Lin Weimin forcibly dragged him to Meng Weizai's office.

"We can't go on like this!" Lin Weimin looked sad.

Old Tan looked puzzled, "Why not?"

"The fifth issue has just been sent out, and the manuscripts for the sixth issue have already been assembled. Seeing that this year's tasks have been completed, everyone is a little bit decadent. You go to the office and see that they are all put into the warehouse. Nanshan is here!"

When Lin Weimin said this, he stared at Comrade Lao Tan. He suspected that the comrades were being led astray by this old man. Recently, the potted flowers in his office were blooming delicately, and it seemed that he had put a lot of thought into them.

Comrade Lao Tan avoided Lin Weimin's eyes, "There is no way, the number of manuscripts that can be published is limited!"

Lao Meng also nodded and said: "Indeed."

"Both leaders, why don't we apply to the club and let's change the version?" Lin Weimin suggested.

Lao Meng and Lao Tan looked at each other, and their hearts skipped a beat, "Revise? What content?"

"I see that the bimonthly magazine is obviously unable to meet the amount of submissions. Can we change it to a monthly magazine?"

After Meng Weizai and Qin Chaoyang heard this, their faces couldn't help twitching.

Change monthly?You want us two old men to die of exhaustion!

It's understandable for young people to want to improve, but you can't torment old comrades like this!

Eye contact, heart tacit understanding, Lao Tan said: "Wei Min, I fully understand your heart, but have you considered the feelings of comrades!"

"Don't think that everyone is free at the moment, but it's only a month or two. If you want to change the bimonthly to a monthly, then the workload of the editorial department is equivalent to doubling! How busy are you all? look?"

After he finished speaking, Comrade Lao Meng also said: "The most important thing is that readers are used to the rhythm of bimonthly magazines. If you change it to a monthly magazine, everyone may not be able to accept it."

Lao Qin went on to say: "The printing factory is also a problem. The number of tasks in the agency is not bad every year. Now that there is a sudden change, there are so many more tasks at the printing factory, and people will have opinions."

Lao Meng said: "Are there still manuscripts? Don't look at the amount of manuscripts we have submitted now, but monthly and bimonthly are different after all. How can you guarantee that the quality and quantity of manuscripts will be able to meet the revised monthly magazine? What if it is not enough? what to do?"

Lin Weimin looked at the two old...comrades, nodded and said: "The two leaders are right. I really didn't think carefully about the revision..."

Meng Weizai and Tan Chaoyang both heaved a sigh of relief, they could be considered to have stabilized the kid.

"but……"

Meng and Tan's hearts trembled again, only to hear Lin Weimin say: "But there are indeed too many manuscripts, so we have to think of a way!"

"Yes, yes, it is indeed a bit too much. Weimin, do you have any good ideas?" Lao Meng asked proactively.

As long as there is no revision or upgrade to a monthly magazine, everything is negotiable!

This is Meng Weizai's attitude.

"Our series has stopped for more than a year, right?"

Lao Meng clapped his hands, "Oh, look, this busy person has forgotten such an important thing."

Lao Tan also said: "That's right! This series of books is also one of the lifeblood of our "Contemporary". It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."

The two said to Lin Weimin: "Let's do this. Weimin, you are a little tired, so pick up the work of series books. It happens that everyone is free during this time."

"That's it. Since the two leaders trust me so much, I promise to complete the task. Then this topic..."

"You decide, you decide."

"That's so inappropriate."

"There's nothing inappropriate. You were the one who raised the issue of the series."

"Why don't we start with the "Contemporary" novel selection series? Not only the ones we have published before, but also those that have been rejected and published in other journals, and some are of good quality but the press time is too long. The long ones can be included in this series. What do you two think?"

"Good! This topic is good. It not only digests the squeezed manuscripts, but also enriches the content of the series. It is that some authors' works are published in "Contemporary" instead of "Contemporary". You have to communicate with them Okay, don't get jealous."

Lao Meng and Lao Tan were completely messed up, leaving Lin Weimin helpless.

However, his goal was achieved.

When you come up, let the lion open its mouth wide, and then push it a step further.You see, Lao Meng and Lao Tan are not grateful to Dade?

Brother Xun is really a god!
"understood."

After sending Lin Weimin away, Meng and Qin looked at each other with lingering fear.

Back in the editorial department, Lin Weimin announced the series of books in public, and the office was full of wailing.

"You can't let everyone breathe!" Yao Shuzhi complained.

"In the old society, there was still time to rest when working for the landlord's house. You are using us like livestock!" Liu Yin waved her knitting needle, filled with righteous indignation.

The male compatriots were relatively calm, but they also looked at Lin Weimin with unkind eyes.

Lin Weimin pressed his hands, "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, listen to me."

His shout made the office quiet for a moment, and Lin Weimin said: "The manuscripts are all ready-made, and the workload of reviewing is relatively small. The main problem is communication. Everyone has worked hard for the past two months, and the monthly reward has doubled."

The most important reason why Lin Weimin first chose novels as the objects of the series is that the novels are long enough, relatively small in number, and involve much less work coordination.

It's just right for the editorial department, who has a little time but doesn't have much time.

However, the choice of novels should not only be those works that have been published before, and the readers will not feel fresh if they put old wine in new bottles.

There are new and old, and there are expectations and surprises.

Double the monthly bonus?
This can have.

In the office where there were complaints just now, after Lin Weimin announced the decision, the atmosphere suddenly became peaceful.

"For the people, I think this series of books is doing well, so we can definitely do more!" Liu Yin's attitude took a 180-degree turn.

The monthly bonus is doubled, an extra ten or eight yuan a month, and hundreds of yuan a year, which is not a small income for editors who mainly rely on salary and occasionally have manuscript fees.

Lin Weimin looked at her helplessly, "Sister Liu, Sichuan opera is not as good at changing faces as you are!"

Liu Yin glanced at him, "I can't help boasting!"

The fifth issue in September is over, and the manuscript for the sixth special issue in November has also been finalized. Everyone is really busy recently, reviewing manuscripts in secret every day, so don't live too happily.

If it is not for the face of the monthly award, everyone must resolutely resist this kind of exploitation of the working people.

Lin Weimin methodically assigned tasks to everyone, and the editorial department finally returned to its usual busy scene.

Looking at such a scene, he finally felt happy in his heart, that's right!

After work, Lin Weimin drove to Xi'anmen Street.

The car stopped at the gate of Shizhu Courtyard, and Li Guangfu was already waiting here. Seeing Lin Weimin get off the car, he said enviously, "Mr. Lin, your car is blocked!"

"It's just a tool for transportation."

The two exchanged a few words and entered the yard.

Compared with the first time I came here, the small courtyard has taken on a completely new look, and once you enter the courtyard, you will feel refreshed.

The pattern and appearance of the courtyard house have not changed too much, it is nothing more than a repair, but this repair alone has brought a bit of the grand scene back then.

Coupled with Li Guangfu's thoughtful potted plants and landscape sketches, as well as the pomegranate tree in the canopy fish tank that is indispensable in the old Yanjing courtyard house, the whole courtyard is full of vitality but also reveals a sense of harmony between man and nature.

"Okay! Guangfu, you don't have any good taste. This courtyard is built to make people feel comfortable." Lin Weimin complimented after strolling around the courtyard for a while before entering the house.

Li Guangfu's face was full of glory, and he said modestly: "Hey, I just met a customer who is willing to spend money like you. Otherwise, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no matter how good-hearted she is, it's useless."

While the two were talking, Li Guangfu took Lin Weimin into the house for a stroll.

The decoration style of the house retains the original appearance as a whole, but it has been renovated. The living facilities are in accordance with Lin Weimin's habits, and some modern facilities have been added.

Finally, the two came to the basement in the backyard. The reinforced concrete basement was [-] centimeters thick on the side walls alone. At this time, there was no waterproof material. The basement was waterproofed with white cement. The waterproof material used in ancient times was backfilled. Cicadas in the soil are covered with white ash, and the drainage of the ground is done well. A multi-pronged approach uses the ancient waterproof ideas.

The interior decoration of the basement is unpretentious. It is used to store collections and does not need any decoration. The main reason is that the space is large enough.

The overall height of the basement of hundreds of square meters has reached more than five meters. It is divided into upper and lower floors, with a space of more than 200 square meters. If it is well arranged, it is enough to digest Lin Weimin's current collection.

If there are more collections in the future, then we have to find another way.

Li Guangfu pointed to the charcoal and plant ash everywhere on the ground, "This thing is used to prevent moisture. Your basement is full of antiques, especially calligraphy and paintings. The most feared thing is moisture. In a month or two, the basement The moisture is almost released, and things can come in. At that time, you can change these things frequently."

Lin Weimin nodded in satisfaction and said, "I'll let you worry about it!"

"You're too polite, isn't this what it should be!" Li Guangfu said with a smile on his face.

After receiving other people's money, it is natural to do things well. It is a bit tiring to work for Mr. Lin, but the harvest is also great.

Mr. Lin's yard, plus his nephew Han Zhuangzhuang's yard, the commission he gave was worth Li Guangfu's performance fees in the first half of the year at Renyi.

It's worth the work.

(End of this chapter)