Chapter 756: The Cuteness of the Crime

"The Right Path in the World".

The name looks familiar, and the author's name looks even more familiar, Zou Meisen.

Later, the TV series "In the Name of People" swept the domestic TV drama industry and brought Zou Meisen, a writer who specializes in anti-corruption novels in officialdom, into the public eye.

People in later generations who knew Zou Meisen thought he was a writer who started out writing anti-corruption novels about officialdom.

But in fact, Zou Meisen entered the literary world very early. In 1978, he published his debut work "New Talk on Family" in the supplement "New Trend" of "Xinhua Daily".

In 1979, he was transferred from the coal mine to the editorial department of "Youth" in Jinling as an editor. In 1983, he published the novella "The Lost Land" and began to emerge in the domestic literary world. After that, he published several novels and became a professional writer in the creation group of the provincial literary association.

In 1994, that is, this year, Zou Meisen accidentally got an opportunity to work in Xuzhou and serve in the municipal government. This experience made him deeply touched, and he wrote the first anti-corruption novel in his life, "The Right Path in the World".

Writing about reform, politics and business, human nature, group portraits, and the times, Zou Meisen's anti-corruption novels in officialdom have distinctive features and a grand structure, making them unforgettable to read.

Zou Meisen wrote "The Right Path in the World" and submitted it to the editorial team of Bu Lao Hu, and it was finally successfully selected, which fully demonstrates the quality of this novel.

After reading the novel, Lin Weimin specially called Gao Xianjun and asked him about the writer Zou Meisen.

Zou Meisen works in Jinling. Most of his works have been published in southern literary magazines such as Zhongshan, Huacheng and Xiaoshuojie. His works are also basically published by Southern Publishing House. He has never cooperated with Guowen Publishing House.

This sudden submission to the Guowen Publishing House naturally aroused Lin Weimin's curiosity.

“We give a lot of money!”

After his works were selected for the Ragdoll series, Gao Xianjun communicated with several selected writers and understood Zou Meisen's intention from their conversations.

This time, "The Right Path in the World" is a brand-new attempt on his part in creation. In the past two years, the Bu Lao Hu series of books has staged a wave of wealth-making myths in the Chinese literary world.

The novel Wasted City earned Jia Pingwa hundreds of millions of yuan in royalties, making him the most talked-about writer in the domestic literary world last year.

In addition to Jia Pingwa, other writers whose works were selected for the Buhuhu series also received royalties ranging from hundreds of thousands to one or two million.

Such a large amount of royalties is generated from just one novel, which is much more than what many writers can earn in their entire lives. How can this not attract many writers, and Zou Meisen is no exception.

It’s not that he didn’t want to contribute to the Cloth Tiger series in the past two years, but he really didn’t have any works.

In 1992, he completed the novel "The Night Is Long", which was published in the third issue of "Novel World" that year. In more than two years, he only published three novellas.

This year he was on a temporary assignment in Xuzhou, where he finally gained inspiration for writing a novel. In just two months, he completed the 250,000-word novel "The Right Path in the World."

After listening to Gao Xianjun's words, Lin Weimin smiled slightly. This reason was exactly what he expected.

Therefore, the royalties paid out are not wasted, and every penny shines brightly in front of the domestic writers.

Look!

It’s really profitable to contribute to the Guowen Publishing House!

After completing the final review of the four novels in the Rag Tiger Series, there were only three days left until the Spring Festival of 1995.

That morning, the telecom personnel came to Lin Weimin's home. He had made an appointment for Internet access some time ago and waited in line for several days, and finally got it.

In January, the Telecommunications Administration of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications opened two international Internet exits in Yanjing and Shanghai respectively. Domestic units, enterprises and individuals can enjoy Internet services through the telephone network, DDN dedicated lines and X.25 network.

For individual users, dial-up Internet access through telephone lines is the most commonly used method.

Internet access is not complicated. Lin Weimin has a telephone line at home, so he just needs to install a modem. In those years, we affectionately called this thing "cat."

Today's dial-up Internet access has a speed of only about 11K/second, which is extremely slow, and the charges are even more shocking, 40 yuan/hour.

Dial-up Internet service had just come out and there was not even a monthly subscription. The main purpose was to rob the rich and give to the poor.

After the telecom people left, Lin Weimin demonstrated to Tao Huimin how to surf the Internet. The little girl nestled in her mother's arms, watching intently, she had never been so serious before.

After a while, Tao Huimin started to practice and she started clamoring to play.

Tao Huimin had no choice but to hold her and let her type on the keyboard. The little girl was so happy that she almost rolled her face on the keyboard.

After experiencing it with her daughter for a while, Tao Huimin lost interest in the Internet. She felt that TV dramas were more interesting.

She wanted to take Xiao Doubao away from the computer, but the little girl refused, "Play for a while longer!"

Lin Weimin pinched her chubby, fair little face and said, "You love surfing the Internet at such a young age. What will happen to you when you grow up?"

Xiao Doubao didn’t quite understand what Lin Weimin said, but she understood what Lin Weimin meant, which was probably that he didn’t want her to play computer.

Her little mouth pursed and tears filled up in her eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He burst into tears with a "wow" sound!

Lin Weimin and his wife looked at each other helplessly. The little girl is almost three years old, and is at the age where she seems to understand but not really. Now, whenever she is unhappy, she will resort to this trick.

The delicate little girl was crying with tears in her eyes. Who wouldn’t feel sorry for her?

Little Doubao has firmly grasped the lifelines of both his parents, and is really committing crimes with his cuteness!

Tao Huimin had no choice but to hold her in front of the computer for nearly twenty minutes until she started rubbing her eyes, and then she took her away from the computer.

The little girl wanted to repeat the same trick again, but maybe because she had performed it once before, or maybe her eyes were a little dry, she obviously didn't cry as sincerely this time, and she didn't succeed.

After lunch, Sister Qin came over with some New Year's goods and luggage given to her by Lin Weimin to say hello and goodbye to Lin Weimin and his wife.

In the past few years since she came to Lin Weimin's home, Sister Qin has rarely returned home in order to get the double salary for the Chinese New Year. This year, she finally plans to go home and spend a reunion with her family.

"You're carrying so many things, let me take you to the station." Lin Weimin said.

Sister Qin said hurriedly: "No, no."

"fine."

Lin Weimin took the things from her hands without saying a word, loaded them into the car, and sent Sister Qin to the bus station.

This year's Spring Festival has special significance for many employees of Guowen Press.

When the staff housing the Guowen Society was handed over in November, many employees launched a vigorous renovation campaign. For more than two months, the building was filled with noise and clanging, almost more noisy than when it was being built, which annoyed the surrounding neighbors.

There are not many fancy things in decoration these days, the process is simple and it does not take that long.

People don't care about things like formaldehyde. What they compete for is who has a stronger life.

In the days before the New Year, many families in the community had completed the renovation of their houses and were hurriedly preparing to move in.

I will move to a new house before the New Year, and I can spend the New Year in the new house. It’s so festive just thinking about it.

People tend to follow the crowd, this is true for decoration and moving.

The first people to move in were followed by a bunch of people who were also busy moving in. Some families hadn’t even finished decorating their homes yet, but they were already urging the decorating team to work faster, as if there was a sense of urgency on their side.

Apart from work, what everyone discusses most are decoration, moving or preparations for moving. With the arrival of the Spring Festival, the Chinese Language Society presents a lively and festive atmosphere.

On the afternoon of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, three trucks drove into the Chinese Literature Society.

The roaring sound of the engine immediately attracted the attention of many employees. Many editors watched the movements in the yard through the window glass. Everyone knew that this must be the arrival of this year's New Year's goods.

The union and logistics personnel organized the moving of things, and in just over ten minutes, the truck was emptied.

After the truck left, people from all the offices in the company started to move, finding various excuses to inquire about what this year's New Year's goods would be.

With the current salary level of Guowenshe, it doesn’t matter what the New Year’s goods are. What matters is that you can receive New Year’s goods from the company during the Chinese New Year.

The annual New Year's goods distribution activity has begun again. Employees line up in the corridor. The union people have called on them to go to the editorial office to get their things, but everyone is still happy to gather in the corridor to form a long queue and chat and laugh with their colleagues.

After receiving their belongings, with still an hour left before the end of get off work, the employees left with their belongings in a leisurely manner.

The next morning, Xiao Zhou was still at his post. The newly allocated house was soon renovated. He was full of energy and enthusiasm.

On the last day before the New Year, employees basically just showed up in the morning to report for work, and some editorial offices were empty before noon.

After lunch, Lin Weimin drove back home.

At this time, the house was already bustling with activity.

Tao's father and mother came, and Han Zhuangzhuang's family also came. In recent years, it has gradually become a routine to celebrate the Spring Festival at Lin Weimin's home.

The adults were busy working and preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, while the little girl and the little Doubao were running around the yard.

What the little kids like most is playing with the older kids. The little bean curd chased the little girl, shouting, "Big niece, run slower!"

There is an inexplicable sense of humor, which was all taught to her by her father Lin Weimin.

"You two, run slower!" Tao Huimin shouted.

As soon as she finished her words, the little bean curd fell down and didn't get up. He just fell to the ground and started crying loudly.

Tao Huimin went over and picked her up, "I told you to run slower, but you just couldn't hear me!"

The little boy shrank into Tao Huimin's arms aggrievedly, sobbing and calling out "Mom".

That means: Mom, stop talking about me.

Tao's mother kneaded a little rabbit out of dough and gave it to Xiao Doubao. Her eyes were attracted by the little rabbit. She immediately forgot to cry and the pain. She took the little rabbit handed to her by her grandmother with tears in her eyes and burst into laughter.

"Thank you Brain!"

Xiao Doubao said in a delicate voice.

It was about four in the afternoon when the sky gradually darkened and the streets were deserted.

The street lights are on, and thousands of households are brightly lit.

Bursts of laughter and joy could be heard from every alley and every tall building in Yanjing.

The year 1994 passed like this.

(End of this chapter)