Chapter 422 Blink
The dazzling car lights broke the silence of the midnight. The Crown stopped at the entrance of Dongzongbu Hutong. Lin Weimin got out of the car and ran into the alley with a flashlight.
The lights in Wei Junyi's house were on and there was a lot of noise. Lin Weimin saw someone bringing a three-wheeled cart to the door.
After entering the door, I saw several acquaintances, all of whom were colleagues from the Guowen Society. Many people from the Guowen Society lived in Dongzongbu Hutong.
Wei Junyi fell down while going to the toilet in the middle of the night and kept vomiting. Half of her body was unable to move. Her son was so anxious that he knocked on the door of his colleagues next door.
Everyone made a phone call first. Meng Weizai was worried about the efficiency of the ambulance, so he called Lin Weimin.
At this moment, the ambulance had not arrived yet, so everyone could only find a tricycle and plan to use it to take the unconscious Wei Junyi to the hospital.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Lin Weimin arrive.
"Hurry, hurry, carry the person into my car."
Lin Weimin lent his hand as he spoke, and together with everyone else, they lifted Wei Junyi into the car. Without even having time to say hello, they stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out.
Fortunately, Dongzongbu Hutong is not far from Union Hospital, and Lin Weimin quickly sent Wei Junyi to the hospital's emergency room.
After examination, the doctor determined the cause of the disease - cerebral hemorrhage.
Fortunately, the situation is not life-threatening, and it is now night time, so the doctor chose drug treatment.
While Lin Weimin was waiting in the hospital corridor, Meng Weizai, Dudu and two colleagues from the agency came over. Lin Weimin explained the situation to them, and everyone was relieved.
"We young ones will just stay here and guard there. You can take the people back." Lin Weimin said to Meng Weizai.
"After all this trouble, why go back?"
"It's cold recently, which is when cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are most prevalent. You should take it easy!"
Meng Weizai glared at Lin Weimin and said, "Don't you expect me to do well?"
Everyone waited in the corridor. When it was almost four o'clock, the doctor pushed Wei Junyi for another check-up.
The bleeding in the brain has stopped, which is good news, but continued medication and observation are needed.
After hearing this news, everyone finally relaxed completely.
After coming out of the hospital, I found a breakfast stall and ate a bowl of tofu pudding and some fried dough sticks. I felt warm all over.
Looking at the time, it's almost six o'clock and the east is not even bright yet.
It’s impossible to go home and catch up on some sleep, so just go straight to work!
When I arrived at the Guowen Society, the news about Wei Junyi's illness last night had already topped the Guowen Society's top search list of the day.
Lin Weimin and the others who went to help last night became the focus of everyone's attention.
After chatting for a while, the sample book of "Burning" was delivered to us from the front building.
During this period, the September issue of People's Literature, which published "Burning", has sold more than 1.8 million copies, and readers are calling for "Burning" to be published as a single volume.
In response to public opinion, Guowen Publishing House put the single volume of "Burning" on the agenda.
The sample book has been produced, and the release of the single volume is just around the corner.
This time, the first print run of "Burning" was 700,000 copies, once again breaking the first print run record set by Lin Weimin.
The number of 700,000 is certainly not the result of Guowen Publishing House's blind confidence, but is calculated based on subscriptions and letters from readers.
Although the literary world is still criticizing Lin Weimin and "Burning", the readers' feedback is the most real.
The novel's poor readability is completely outweighed by its accurate description of American society, and countless readers are looking forward to the release of the single volume.
For this novel, Guowen Publishing House also gave Lin Weimin a record-breaking royalty price.
120 yuan per thousand words.
If compared with the current domestic remuneration standards, this price is of course astronomical. After all, many authors only receive a dozen yuan per thousand words.
But what makes Lin Weimin special is that his works are marketed overseas and he earns money from them. The price of his royalties cannot be measured entirely by domestic standards.
Of course, Guowen Publishing House cannot offer as high a price as publishing houses in the United States, France, and Japan, but it must show its attitude.
The standard of 120 yuan per thousand words, multiplied by the length of "Burning" which is more than 200,000 words, is about 35,000 yuan. If the royalties are calculated based on the circulation of 700,000 copies, it is probably less than 6%.
For today's domestic publishing industry, it is not only a sky-high price, but also full of sincerity.
After working for a whole morning, Lin Weimin took a nap in the office at noon and only regained some energy in the afternoon.
After get off work, I went to the hospital to see Wei Junyi again. She had regained consciousness.
When she saw Lin Weimin, she was a little excited and wanted to speak, but she couldn't.
Lin Weimin could only comfort her and let her recover from her illness first.
After retirement, Wei Junyi did not sit idle because she lost her job. She put all her energy into writing the collection of essays "Thoughts of Pain", which was also the direct cause of her illness.
Lin Weimin would occasionally go to her house to sit for a while, but had never had a meal there.
The situations of Wei Junyi's family and Meng Weizai's family are somewhat different. Wei Junyi is very responsible and capable at work, but has no ability to take care of herself in life.
Even his own clothes often don't fit him well, with the buttons not aligned properly and his trouser lines fluttering in the wind.
Of course, she is not really unable to take care of herself, she just rarely pays attention to worldly affairs.
On the morning bus at the entrance of Guowen Press, you can always see her carrying a large cloth bag across her shoulder. She rarely greets her colleagues on the bus, but talks to herself and occasionally adjusts her glasses. At this time, there is no need to think, she must be thinking about the manuscript.
It was unrealistic to ask such a person to prepare a sumptuous meal to entertain Lin Weimin.
But she was still very happy when Lin Weimin occasionally visited her home, and the topic they talked about most was the "Thoughts of Pain" she was currently writing.
"Don't sit all day long in the future. Get up and move around when you have nothing to do. Stretch your muscles and bones. You are old, not like young people. Your cardiovascular and cerebrovascular systems are very fragile. You need to take care of yourself."
"Luckily the bleeding was small this time and was controlled by medication. I may not be so lucky next time."
"Don't think I'm trying to scare you. I don't want to be woken up by you in the middle of the night every time. Young people who don't sleep well are more likely to get cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."
Lin Weimin talked a lot, and Wei Junyi listened to him quietly, blinking occasionally.
When he was about to get up, he found Meng Weizai standing behind him.
"You scared me!"
"You haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"
The two of them argued for a few words, and Lin Weimin left the ward.
Meng Weizai sat beside the bed, looked at Wei Junyi and sighed, "Junyi, Weimin is a pretty good person!"
Wei Junyi was speechless and blinked.
After leaving the hospital, Lin Weimin went to No. 26 Yonghegong Street again. Shi Tiesheng had been discharged from the hospital and returned home.
He has almost finished discussing the marriage with Cheng Ximi.
These days, the marriage procedures are a bit cumbersome. You need a certificate from your employer and a household registration booklet.
They must go back to Xi'an to get the work certificate and household registration book, and they have not discussed their marriage with Cheng Ximi's parents, so this time Shi Tiesheng plans to go back to Xi'an with Cheng Ximi.
"What about the wedding?" Lin Weimin asked.
"Neither of us has any plans to do it." Shi Tiesheng said.
"People only get married once in their life, so how can they not have a wedding?" Lin Weimin advised.
Cheng Ximi shook her head. She knew exactly what she wanted and said firmly, "The wedding is just a formality. It has no meaning for our marriage."
Seeing her say this, Lin Weimin stopped trying to persuade her.
There are only two rooms in Shi Tiesheng's house. Shi Tiesheng and his father were in the hospital last night, so Shi Lan and Chen Ximi had space to live there. But now that the whole family is back, it's a bit inconvenient to live there.
Lin Weimin said, "Let Shi Lan and Ximi stay at my place for the next two days."
"No need, I can just squeeze in at home." Cheng Ximi said.
"It's okay. Don't worry about the inconvenience. I have plenty of houses."
Shi Tiesheng said: "Your words really make me angry."
Lin Weimin spread his hands and said, "There's nothing I can do. I only have this much strength, and I want to keep a low profile!"
The Shichahai Courtyard was only five or six miles away from Yonghegong Street. It was idle there and convenient for commuting. Shi Lan also kept Cheng Ximi company.
Pulling the two men into the yard, Lin Weimin first started the boiler.
"No one has lived here recently, so the house is a bit cold. The boiler heats up quickly, and after waiting for an hour, it's almost warm."
After explaining these things, Lin Weimin left the yard.
Shi Lan took Cheng Ximi around the yard and exclaimed, "This house is really nice!"
Cheng Ximi asked: "Is this house allocated by the unit?"
"How could the company possibly allocate such a good house? This was bought by Brother Lin himself."
"Buy it yourself? How much will it cost?"
Shi Lan thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. In Yanjing, you can buy a house for two or three hundred yuan, but if you want to buy a yard like this, it will cost at least five or six thousand yuan. If you include the cost of cleaning up the house and yard, it will cost you ten thousand yuan."
Cheng Ximi was shocked, as her monthly salary was only more than 50 yuan.
When she thought about the housing prices in Yanjing, she felt a little worried.
Shi Lan looked at her expression, thought for a moment, and understood why Cheng Ximi asked the question.
"Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry about the house. When you marry my brother, I will move to the dormitory."
Shi Lan is very sensible, but Cheng Ximi is absolutely unwilling to drive her sister-in-law out just because she is married to Shi Tiesheng.
But Shi Tiesheng's house only has two rooms. If Cheng Ximi marries him, there will be four people in the family, which is indeed a bit inconvenient to live in.
Cheng Ximi didn't dislike the small size of Shi Tiesheng's house, nor did she dislike the large number of his family. Instead, she was thinking about how to get a house.
After the two got married, it was not realistic to wait for the company to allocate a house.
Shi Tiesheng is currently unemployed and is a full-time writer. After Cheng Ximi gets married, she will definitely give up her job and come to Yanjing, and there will be no place to get a house.
It’s very difficult to buy a house on your own if your company doesn’t allocate housing for you.
Before getting married, Cheng Ximi had already started to worry about her work and house, but she did not regret agreeing to marry Shi Tiesheng.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
