Chapter 102 An unexpected surprise
On Friday afternoon, Meng Weizai called Lin Weimin to his office.
Lin Weimin felt a little uneasy. Thinking back on his recent performance, he felt that he had been very steady and there was definitely no evidence against him.
"Director, what do you want to talk to me about?"
“Good.”
Meng Weizai took out a list from the drawer and handed it to Lin Weimin.
"This is……"
“The royalties for the extra printing of The Cliff.”
Lin Weimin also saw the contents of the list clearly at this time, and said in surprise: "We didn't discuss it before, how come..."
Meng Weizai said with a smile: "You are a member of the commune now, after all. It is better to keep the wealth within the commune. How can the commune treat you unfairly in this matter?"
"Hey, please thank the leaders of the club for me."
Meng Weizai teased: "Do you think you are the leader now? Old Madam Wei, Old Zhang..."
Lin Weimin said hurriedly: "Leader, don't say anything nonsense. I was just anxious at the time. It's inevitable for young people to make mistakes. You have to give us a chance to make amends."
Meng Weizai waved his hand, "Okay, stop joking. Your novel "The Cliff" became a big hit thanks to the novel broadcast. This time the publishing house plans to print an additional 200,000 copies at a time, and I'll pay you 12 cents per thousand words."
Lin Weimin looked at the number on the remuneration slip and grinned, "The publishing house is too particular. I, Xiao Lin, have no way to repay you..."
"Go away!" Seeing that he was getting more and more outrageous, Meng Weizai started to scold him.
Lin Weimin returned to the office with a beaming face, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the remuneration slip. This time the remuneration was two yuan higher than before, and he made a net profit of two thousand four hundred yuan. He was so happy!
"Hey, Weimin, what good news is there that makes you so happy?"
"Nothing." Lin Weimin said.
Liu Yin walked over in disbelief. Lin Weimin didn't have time to put away the payment slip and was seen by Liu Yin, whose eyes widened.
"Didn't you say that you didn't discuss reprints or republication fees?"
"There's nothing I can do. The leaders of our community are very particular and they insist on giving it to me. Tell me, can I still refuse the kindness of the leaders of our community?" Lin Weimin said with a smug look on his face.
Liu Yin wanted to hit someone because of his mean look.
When colleagues heard what the two said, they all came over to watch the fun.
When they saw Lin Weimin's payment slip, they were all surprised.
He Qizhi said, "I say, Weimin, including the royalties from the previous broadcast of 'The Cliff', you have received nearly 10,000 yuan in royalties this month, right?"
"Not that much, just 6,000 or 7,000 yuan."
"That's not what I mean?"
This efficiency in making money made colleagues excited. Yao Shuzhi sighed, "No, I have to write some novels too. The royalties are too tempting!"
Liu Yin teased, "Then you have to learn more from Weimin."
The more Lin Weimin thought about this, the more he felt that something was not right. I am still too naive.
Liu Yin added: "Don't forget that Weimin still hasn't received the royalties for Farewell My Concubine!"
My colleagues were shocked. That’s right. They almost forgot about it.
This guy has a short novel waiting to be published.
"Hey, how many words are there in Farewell My Concubine?"
"It seems to be more than 120,000 words?"
Yao Shuzhi counted on her fingers for a few seconds and exclaimed, "That's more than a thousand yuan, right?"
Liu Yin nodded and said, "That's right. From now on, if a girl marries Weimin, she will be blessed!"
She raised her eyebrows at Lin Weimin, "Weimin, can I introduce someone to you?"
Lin Weimin waved his hands quickly, "No, no. I'm still too young, let's talk about it in a few years."
Liu Yin thought Lin Weimin was being shy, "Don't be shy. You are already 21 after the Chinese New Year, it's time to think about your personal issues."
"My dear sister, there's really no need for that. Please let me live a carefree single life for a few more years."
Seeing that Lin Weimin was serious, Liu Yin gave up the idea, but still couldn't help complaining: "Young people nowadays don't know how to be anxious. When they think about it later, the good cabbage will be gone."
Lin Weimin was also complaining in his heart that Liu Yin was only 30 years old, but she already had the potential to be an auntie in the blind date corner.
While no one was paying attention, Rong Shihui approached Lin Weimin and said, "Hey, Weimin, would you consider marrying the girl from that family?"
Lin Weimin looked at him helplessly and said, "My Uncle Rong, please forgive me."
Rong Shihui frowned, "You kid. That girl is such a good kid. She and you are a perfect match."
"She is fine as long as she wants. I haven't thought about finding a partner yet."
"By the time you want to find a partner, other people's children are already grown up." Rong Shihui and Liu Yin said the same thing.
After politely declining Rong Shihui's kindness, Lin Weimin saw Yao Shuzhi staring at him.
"What?"
Yao Shuzhi said quietly, "If you are not single, then who is?"
"Hey!" Lin Weimin was so angry that he was choked with anger.
This girl, why is she so mean?
When it was almost time to get off work, Uncle Zhai from the message room came over and told Lin Weimin that someone was looking for him. He went to the door of the front building and saw a shiny bald head.
"Hey, waiter, have you changed your hairstyle?" Lin Weimin teased.
Can we say that we are witnessing history?
Chen Pei immediately frowned, "Are you serious?"
Lin Weimin stopped smiling and said seriously, "Okay. What do you want from me?"
"I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do?"
"Are you so kind?"
Chen Xiaoer avoided Lin Weimin's gaze guiltily and said, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Lin Weimin was aware that the sun was rising from the west?
"Hey, hey, hey, what's that look on your face? You don't want to eat, right? Then I'm leaving!"
Chen Xiaoer made a move to leave, but found Lin Weimin standing there, motionless.
He was in a dilemma for a moment, and finally took back his foot.
"Oh! It's been more than a month since the Chinese New Year. I haven't seen you, buddy. I miss you so much."
Regardless of whether what Chen Xiaoer said was true or false, he always had the attitude of treating someone.
After work, the two went into a restaurant.
After talking for a long time, Chen Peisi finally asked, "How is the writing of the role you promised me going?"
"I have no inspiration." Lin Weimin said perfunctorily.
Chen Peisi said: "I heard that you wrote another novel during the Chinese New Year."
"How do you know that?"
"Who doesn't have a relationship? Stop fooling me, kid."
Lin Weimin thought that Chen Xiaoer must have heard what Uncle Zhai said.
"What do you mean by fooling you? Do you think inspiration can come just by saying it? If you say so, our relationship can't continue." Lin Weimin pretended to be angry.
Chen Peisi quickly held him back and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's all my fault."
His eyes rolled, and he changed his mind and asked, "I heard your new novel is well written. Is it going to be adapted into a play?"
"Well, there is such a thing."
"Well, is there a suitable role?"
"I wrote these plays for the People's Art Theater. You're an actor in the movies, why do you always want to get involved here?"
"Whatever drama or movie, they are all art. You are the screenwriter, and it's just a matter of a word for you to give me a role."
Lin Weimin shook his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. It is a national-level theater after all. I can't make the decision. Besides, you really can't act in that play."
Lin Weimin feels funny when he thinks of Chen Xiaoer's image and "Farewell My Concubine" together.
(End of this chapter)
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