1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 615

Lin Weimin has many people who look the same in their 20s as they do in their 40s, such as Zhang Yimou, Jiang Wen, and Han Zhuangzhuang.

The hulking, bearded man in front of him may not be more than 25 years old by temperament, but only by his appearance, he would be 35 at least.

Sensing Lin Weimin's sharp eyes, Jiang Wu spit out a mouthful of melon seeds on the ground, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you."

"You are Jiang Wen's brother, right?" Lin Weimin asked.

Jiang Wu was a little surprised, "You know me?"

"You don't think you two look alike?" Lin Weimin asked rhetorically.

Jiang Wu laughed a bit honestly, "That's right, who made us two brothers!"

"Brothers? I can hear you scolding a big idiot. It was just me and your brother, who are you scolding?"

Jiang Wu said anxiously: "Of course it's him, of course it's him. If you give me a hundred courage, I wouldn't dare to scold you!"

It really is a brother.

Jiang Wu looked simple and honest, but in fact he was much smarter than his brother Jiang Wen. Lin Weimin chatted with him casually.

He has been admitted to university for several years, and was admitted to Yanjing Film Academy last year. Now he is a sophomore, so he goes to his brother's film crew to hang out when he has nothing to do.

He looks similar to his brother Jiang Wen, but his temperament is completely different. Jiang Wen has a tough energy, but Jiang Wu's temperament is a mixture of naive and gangster.

If Lin Weimin were to choose, he felt that Jiang Wu would be more malleable as an actor.

"You are always so discerning!"

Lin Weimin praised Jiang Wu a few words, and Jiang Wu immediately flattered him, he was much better at being a man than his brother.

Before leaving, Lin Weimin patted Jiang Wu on the shoulder, "Young man is not bad, he has a bright future!"

A simple and honest smile appeared on Jiang Wu's face again, a cultural person speaks nicely.

When he was about to leave the film crew, Lin Weimin glanced around and found no trace of Wang Shuo. He still wanted to get back the set of "New Engraved Jin Ping Mei Ci Hua".

After searching around but not finding Wang Shuo, Lin Weimin had no choice but to drive home first, and then called Wang Shuo.

"Where's my book? Why don't you know to return it when you're done using it?"

"I just borrowed it today. Is there anyone who borrows something like this? At least let me have a few days!"

"Haven't you finished cleaning up Jiang Wen?"

"I'm still not allowed to see it?"

From Wang Shuo's tone, Lin Weimin could hear the strong taste of Lao Lai, "You don't want to renege on your debt, do you?"

"I'm that kind of person! After half a month, I will definitely pay you back in half a month." Wang Shuo promised.

Seeing his statement like this, Lin Weimin believed him for the time being, "All right, don't forget."

The short New Year's Day holiday is over, and the people of Yanjing have returned to work.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the eyes and focus of people all over the country were attracted by a piece of news.

The old man's southern tour!
From January 1992, 1, the old man successively inspected Wuchang, Pengcheng, Zhuhai, Shanghai and other reform frontier areas and delivered important talks.

The old man's speech swept away the gloomy atmosphere in the domestic society since 89, brought the focus of one billion people to the field of economic construction, and opened up the bottleneck of China's social and economic development.

All of a sudden, the oriental wind is coming, and the whole society seems to have entered the fast lane of turning the center of gravity.

No matter in the society or in the workplace, the two topics of economic reform and business have become the most concerned things for people.

The word "go to sea" glows with unprecedented vitality.

The vigorous development of economic activities must be accompanied by the weakness of the cultural industry. Everyone is rushing to make money, and who has the heart to tinker with those spiritual things.

The general trend of society soon spread to the Guowen Society. One day in late January, Li Xin, the director of the first section of contemporary literature, approached Lin Weimin.

Li Xin seemed to be full of worries, Lin Weimin poured him a cup of tea, "What happened?"

Li Xin took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Lin, I want to resign."

Lin Weimin frowned slightly, "Is there a publishing house that wants to poach you?"

Li Xin hesitated, and said, "It's not a publishing house, it's a real estate developer."

In the past two years, the domestic real estate market has been very hot. Special economic zones like Hainan have produced tens of thousands of real estate companies within two years.

To put it bluntly, when the economic development was not so good, this kind of enthusiasm in the real estate industry was just a false fire, and it was just a game of drumming and spreading flowers, and it depended on who was unlucky.

As the capital of Yanjing, the real estate market is hotter than in most parts of the country. Many Xiangjiang businessmen also want to take this opportunity to get a share.

The one who came to find Li Xin was a real estate developer from Xiangjiang. They wanted to develop in the mainland and planned to build an office in Yanjing first.

Li Xin's friend introduced him to be the director of this office, and what he did was not his old job, but the relationship between ushering in, sending, and running.

Li Xin is a middle-level leader in the Guowen Society, and his monthly comprehensive income is more than 800 yuan. If it is placed among the working class in Yanjing, it is a properly high salary.

But compared with what Xiangjiang real estate developers give, his salary is not worth mentioning.

5000 yuan.

This is a month's wages, and one month's work at the Xiangjiang real estate developer is worth half a year's work at the Guowen Society.

Lin Weimin put himself in Li Xin's perspective, and it was hard not to be moved.

He pondered and said, "Boss Xiangjiang's salary is indeed very attractive. But since you came to me first instead of Lao Cheng, it shows that you have attachment and reluctance to our Guowen Society in your heart."

Li Xin nodded slightly, agreeing with Lin Weimin's words.

Lin Weimin continued: "You have been the director of the first editorial office for several years. Besides me, you and Xianjun are the youngest editorial directors in the agency. The agency is actually very optimistic about you, and there is a lot of room for future development. .”

Hearing his words, Li Xin's eyes were a little shaken, "You said that the society really treats me well. People of our generation go to the mountains and go to the countryside. After finishing school, some people only work in their 30s. I joined the society. Li was 29 years old at the time, and his virtual age was exactly [-]. He joined the club for three years, first as the deputy head of the literature and art theory group, then as the deputy director and director of the first department, thanks to the attention of the leaders."

Lin Weimin said with a smile: "You are a few years older than me, but you joined the company a little later than me. You became the director of the editorial office in six years. I don't know how many colleagues you envied at that time."

Recalling the bright moments when he first became the director a few years ago, Li Xin couldn't help showing a bit of nostalgia on his face.

Lin Weimin struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Is there any difficulty at home recently?"

Li Xin shook his head, "It's not difficult. My wife and I earn more than 1000 a month, which is enough to spend."

"Since it's not an economic issue, I still advise you to think it over."

When Lin Weimin said this, his face was solemn, his tone was sincere, and he continued to say from the bottom of his heart: "I know you well. You are passionate about editing work, and I believe you are also very used to the working atmosphere in the agency. If you say it now because If you choose to leave the agency for economic reasons and switch to a new industry, I will understand and respect your thoughts.

But this is not the case now. The wages outside are high, but you change careers rashly and jump from the industry you are familiar with and love to a completely unfamiliar industry and working atmosphere. Can you get used to it? "

Hearing this, Li Xin's expression also became serious, thinking seriously about Lin Weimin's words.

"People go to high places, and water flows to low places. If you have a good place to go, as a colleague, I will definitely not stop you. But I still hope that you can think clearly about which choice is more beneficial to your future and life.

We need to look at the current interests, but we also need to pay attention to the long-term planning.You have been in the publishing industry for almost ten years. It is not easy to become a middle-level leader in a top publishing organization like Guowenshe. It is a pity to give up now! "

The regret on Lin Weimin's face made Li Xin's heart sway constantly. On the one hand, the high salary, on the other hand, ten years of hard work and future career development, made him in a dilemma.

Seeing Li Xin's complicated face, Lin Weimin knew that he must be experiencing unprecedented entanglements in his heart.

"This kind of thing can't be decided immediately. Go back and think about it calmly. It's not too late to make a decision after thinking through all the pros and cons. Anyway, I'm not Lao Cheng. Let's just talk today."

Li Xin nodded hesitantly, and left the office with a heavy heart.

After he left, Lin Weimin got up immediately and rushed into Cheng Zaochun's office in a hurry.

Don't look at how calm and calm he was when he persuaded Li Xin just now, and turned into a life mentor, it was all pretending.

His generals are about to run away, so it's no wonder he's not in a hurry.

"Old Cheng, it's broken, it's broken!"

Cheng Zaochun looked at him through his reading glasses, "What's wrong? You're in such a hurry?"

"Li Xin wants to resign, saying that a real estate developer in Xiangjiang wants to recruit him, and he will be paid 5000 yuan a month."

Cheng Zaochun stood up upon hearing the words, "When did it happen?"

"He just came to my office to talk to me."

Cheng Zaochun breathed a sigh of relief, "That means you haven't decided to leave yet."

Lin Weimin nodded, "I just persuaded him to go back and let him think it over."

Cheng Zaochun frowned, "He didn't want to use your words to negotiate terms with me, did he?"

"Even if he doesn't have this idea, I have to come to you!"

Li Xin is now the director of the first editorial office of contemporary literature, the backbone of the Guowen Society, with excellent professional skills and outstanding abilities. If such talents are lost, it will be a loss for the Guowen Society.

"Then what's your opinion?" Cheng Zaochun asked.

"I think we can add more burdens to Li Xin. He has been working as the director for three years."

Cheng Zaochun said: "If someone wants to leave, you will give him a promotion? Are you not afraid that everyone will do this?"

"Who do you think is the backbone of the business?"

Lin Weimin's words left Cheng Zaochun speechless.

There is a joke in Douyin in the later generations. A colleague in the WeChat group wanted to resign, saying that the rival company gave a high salary, and the boss immediately raised the salary to keep him. Others followed suit, but the group chat was immediately cleared.

The boss's generosity is reserved for employees who can create benefits for the company. Similarly, Lin Weimin's promotion is also reserved for the backbone of the unit.

Cheng Zaochun said, "I'm afraid it won't be convincing to be promoted rashly!"

"It's over if you find an excuse?" Lin Weimin had an expression of wisdom in his hands.

"The plan will come out?"

Lin Weimin waved, "Come here with your ears."

(End of this chapter)