That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 224 Cruel Jungle

Chapter 224 Cruel Jungle

On the fourth day, Jin Peng came to Li Ye.

"Guo Donglun left. He told me that if you go to Yangcheng, he will buy you a drink."

"Didn't he say anything to you these past few days?"

"No, he didn't have any contact with us. He just went to a few shopping malls where we were stationed and stayed there all day long.

I thought he might go to see the renovation site of Xiushui Street, but he suddenly left yesterday and left a message when he left."

Li Ye raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Jin Peng said: "He said that our cooperation may be suspended at any time, and you need to speed up and step up your efforts."

"What does it take for him to say this?" Li Ye smiled and said, "Call Hao Jian and let him know our situation. If we don't perform well at the Canton Fair, we will run out of food."

"It can't be stopped," Jin Peng said with a smile: "Recently, several outsourcing factories in Beijing have asked us whether they can increase cooperation and produce raw materials themselves. They just need to let us guarantee sales and settle the bill in cash. .”

Li Yexiao asked, "You didn't agree?"

"How could I not agree?" Jin Peng said: "Tian Hongshan has contacted shopping malls in counties around the capital. As long as our sales staff are well trained, they can open immediately."

"So, I am the idle one?"

"How can you be idle?" Jin Peng chuckled and gave Li Ye a parcel: "A courier has arrived from Hong Kong. There are some jobs that only you can do, and others can't."

Li Ye took it and saw that it was from Pei Wencong.

When I opened it, I saw novel manuscripts one after another, all in English.

Several of the manuscripts have labels on them, which introduce the author's basic information, such as what novels he has published in the past, what awards he has won, etc. Obviously, the authors of these manuscripts are all "well-known writers."

Li Ye thought for a while and decided to go to the post office to make an international long distance call.

After the call was connected, Li Ye said to Pei Wencong: "I received the manuscript you mailed, but I am not prepared to comment.
Our original plan was to base everything on market response. Why did you put the manuscripts of several senior authors in a separate category? "

"This is a common practice in the publishing industry, and senior authors always have to be somewhat different,"

Pei Wencong explained: "These authors are somewhat influential. If they work well, they will increase the topic of our call for prizes.

This is indeed the case now, with many media commenting on the works of several senior authors."

Li Ye thought for a while and said: "Then we will set up a best evaluation award, let readers provide evaluation letters to the organizer, and then select high-quality evaluations and publish them, let readers vote, and let more readers participate enthusiastically."

"In addition, we need to operate without traces and compare the works of ordinary contributors and senior contributors together. If the topic is not higher, the bonus can also be increased appropriately."

"Mr. Li, please speak slowly and I will take note of it."

Pei Wencong quickly found pen and paper and carefully wrote down several suggestions from Li Ye.

After writing it down, he felt that Li Ye was a veteran in the publishing industry, while he, a veteran of ten years, looked like a novice.

But Pei Wencong never expected that in later generations there would be a behavior called tearing.

bring it on!Fan up the flames, sow discord, and let them tear up. The harder they tear up, the happier the audience will be.

"So Mr. Li, how do we decide the winner in the end? Is it topicality, or"

"Of course it's book sales," Li Ye said seriously: "We are a serious publishing house. Our purpose is to provide readers with the best works. We will never look at anyone's face. How many people are willing to pre-order now?"

"."

Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment before reacting: "It has exceeded 1 people, and it is still increasing. We estimate that if 10 people make reservations, we will stop soliciting submissions to avoid premature disclosure of the plot."

"That's it! Is there anything else?"

"No, there is one more thing," Pei Wencong lowered his voice and whispered: "Mr. Li, the Hang Seng Point has dropped a hundred points, what do you think?"

Li Ye asked strangely: "If it falls by [-] points, isn't it too early to reach [-] points? What did Luo Runbo say? Did he suggest to stop?"

Pei Wencong immediately said: "No, Luo Runbo also suggested continuing."

"Then why are you anxious?" Li Ye said: "Professional people do professional things. Don't interfere too much, otherwise Lao Luo will be very angry."

Luo Runbo is professional?If he was a professional, would he be so miserable?This is your luck, boss!I just want to rub it in a little bit.

Pei Wencong laughed and said: "No, he thinks he has made more than ten times the profit, so he asked you! Since you can't explain the position clearly, tell him to listen to you!"

"I won't sell it, just let him wait for my news."

Li Ye did not expose Pei Wencong's little lie. He had just had a phone call with Luo Runbo the day before yesterday. Luo Runbo not only insisted on holding, but also asked Li Ye if he was willing to increase financial leverage.

So Li Ye understood that Pei Wencong had followed the trend and followed his own trend.

After Pei Wencong hung up the phone, he called Amin in.

"Collect these items and send them to our overseas partners so that they can implement them as soon as possible."

As soon as Amin looked at the suggestions on the paper, he complained: "Boss, you are a top student at the University of Hong Kong. If you don't do this kind of thing, if I make any mistakes when translating."

"If something goes wrong, I'll replace you," Pei Wencong threatened Amin with a straight face: "Don't you know how many application letters we receive every day? Don't you know how to make progress?"

Amin: "."

Today, Boss Pei has finally moved into an office area with an unparalleled sea view. The publishing house has grown rapidly and has also recruited many new people, all of whom have higher academic qualifications than Amin.
But Amin firmly occupies the position of second-in-command in the company. Pei Wencong feels that she is a little drifting and must give her a beating.

"Good boss!"

Amin left Pei Wencong's office and handed the piece of paper to the new young man.

"Compile and translate these opinions and send them to our overseas partners to urge them to implement them as soon as possible. If something goes wrong, you will know the consequences yourself."

"."

. . . . . .

There is a lot of rain in the Kingdom of Great Britain in spring, and most of it is showers. After the rapid spring rain, those gloomy ancient buildings will show some clean colors.Yang Liqin held an umbrella and walked quickly through the streets of Manchester. From time to time, she avoided the water splashed by cars on the street. She walked into a Chinese-style archway and felt relaxed.

Yang Liqin has been in Britain for two years and is well aware that the public security situation in Manchester is not as good as some people say, especially some people who like relatively weak female international students like them.
But as soon as she enters this archway, her black hair and yellow skin will win more goodwill and more warmth, because this is Chinatown.

Manchester Chinatown is the second Chinatown in Britain. In later generations, it was known as the "British Station for Overseas Travelers".

As early as 150 years ago, China had business relations with Manchester.

Bin Chun, the special envoy of the Qing Dynasty at that time, recorded in his overseas experience record "Chengcha Notes": "This is the second port in the UK, where flower planting and cotton from India and the United States are gathered here."

This is also the earliest record of Chinese traveling in Manchester.With the rise of the British Industrial Revolution, the cotton textile trade between China and Britain became increasingly close, and Manchester City once seemed to become a bridgehead for exchanges between the two countries.

Later, Manchester became the area with the highest concentration of Chinese in northern England, forming the largest Chinatown in the United Kingdom.

The magnificent Chinese-style archway at the entrance and the traditional dragon and phoenix patterns on it all express the homesickness of overseas flower growers.

"Hello, Uncle Hu, is business booming today?"

"Xing Long Xing Long, Miss Yang, would you like to come in and have a cup of hot tea?"

"No, no, thank you, Uncle Hu. I was delayed on the road today. If I were any later, I would be late."

"Hey, what are you saying about being late? Boss Zhao is not that harsh. It doesn't matter if you are a few minutes late in this weather."

"It doesn't matter, but we can't be dissatisfied. Oh, by the way, Mr. Hu, did you see Xiao Lu, a fellow from Dongshan, pass by today?"

"I didn't pay attention!"

"Then I have to leave quickly. A total of two people are late. The boss must be anxious."

"Hey, slow down, slow down. The manhole cover at the front of the well is missing. I wonder which bastard lost money again."

At Uncle Hu's urging, Yang Liqin walked around the corner and walked into the Dongshan Restaurant where she worked.

As expected, the boss didn't say anything strange. He just smiled and waved his hand for her to dry her hair and quickly prepared to serve the meal.

This is Chinatown in 83. Although some people can steal things, there are also people who do not forget their deep love for their hometown. In an inadvertent moment, international students can feel the attachment of overseas travelers to their motherland.

Yang Liqin changed her clothes and walked into the kitchen, and found that the new international student she introduced had already arrived and had already finished her share of the work.

"Jingyao, why are you here so early? You're not skipping class, are you?"

Lu Jingyao and Yang Liqin are both international students at the University of Salford, but Lu Jingyao has just arrived in Britain, has no savings, and has never been willing to take the bus. How can he walk faster than Yang Liqin?

"No," Lu Jingyao said while busy, "I borrowed a classmate's bicycle and rode here on a small road."

"Take a side road? You are so bold."

Yang Liqin said angrily: "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to walk on the path? What if something happens?"

"I won't do it next time," Lu Jingyao said with a smile, "I thought no one would notice my skin color if it rained today."

"Oh, don't take it lightly, never take chances, okay, let's get to work!"

Yang Liqin planned to finish her business first and teach Lu Jingyao a lesson later.

This Dongshan fellow can endure hardships and is agile, but he just has some ideas that are too naive.

The two of them worked hard until nine o'clock in the evening, when they finally had some time to rest.

Even though Lu Jingyao was used to farm work at home, she sat tiredly on the chair and didn't want to move.

But other people in the restaurant seemed to be accustomed to this kind of work intensity. Some were reading the news with newspapers, and some were chatting with each other.

In shops in Chinatown, you can find newspapers published on Hong Kong Island and flown to Manchester City by special plane for sale. Therefore, some people who come through special channels are in great need of such newspapers because their English foundation is very poor.

Yang Liqin called Lu Jingyao aside and said with a cold face: "Lu Jingyao, I must tell you seriously that if you don't pay attention to safety like you did today in the future, I will suggest to the boss that you lose this job."

Lu Jingyao looked at Yang Liqin in surprise, wondering how this fellow countryman who had always taken good care of her could be so harsh?

Seeing that Lu Jingyao didn't seem to realize the seriousness, Yang Liqin said directly: "I introduced you. If anything happens to you and the school knows about it, it will involve me.
Remember, in a place like Britain, our fellow villagers have good intentions in helping you, but we are never willing to get ourselves into trouble. "

"I know Sister Liqin, I will never do it again in the future, I just..."

"You just what?"

Lu Jingyao smiled bitterly and said, "I feel like everyone is very nice in school and in Chinatown during this period. Everyone is very polite and gentleman, so I feel..."

"You'd better not think that way."

Yang Liqin said sternly: "Remember, here, never take 'courtesy respect' too seriously. Others respect you on the surface, but not in their hearts."

"Fathers here have called their daughters my little princess since they were young. But if someone tells you that you are his little princess and compliments you for being beautiful like a princess, you must not really think that you are a princess."

"The so-called gentleman only happens when people are of equal status. You must always be wary of everyone around you, even me."

"."

Lu Jingyao was stunned.

She had just arrived in Britain two months ago when she met a fellow student from the same school and successfully found a job. Last month, she successfully received her first salary of one hundred pounds.

She felt that it was great here. Teachers, classmates, colleagues, and bosses were all very kind to her. Why did Yang Liqin say that she was not in a civilized society, but a cruel jungle where the weak and the strong preyed on each other?

"What are you two arguing about?"

The restaurant owner came over with a smile and handed a newspaper in his hand to Lu Jingyao.

"I remember Xiao Lu, you used to major in English, right? Look at this, maybe you can get rich overnight!"

 It feels like it’s a weekend off, so it’s better not to have any rest at all!I’m so busy with so many things that I can’t even calm down while typing.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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