Chapter 556 A Beneficial Attempt
Lin Weimin brought Guo Xugang to Cheng Zaochun's office and took the initiative to explain the situation to him. Cheng Zaochun generously said that Guo Xugang could come back at any time.
After getting Cheng Zaochun's approval, Guo Xugang happily left the office and prepared to go and handle the return procedures.
Lin Weimin stared at Cheng Zaochun's smiling face and could roughly guess his mood at the moment.
The Guowen Society is not a paradise, but the humanistic environment cultivated here over the past few decades is indeed richer than that of ordinary units. Guo Xugang has stayed in such a simple environment for a long time, so it is normal for him to feel uncomfortable when he suddenly goes outside.
Cheng Zaochun must be happy to see Guo Xugang's return. In the past two years, outside publishing houses have come to Guowen Press from time to time to poach people, including those who want to leave. Although the number of people leaving is small, if it continues like this, it will not be a good thing for people to be tempted.
Guo Xugang's return set a negative example for the employees of Guowen Press.
Lin Weimin's mind flashed with an old goat with devil horns, holding a plucked lamb and shouting to the lambs below: "Look! Look! Is the grass outside so delicious? If you are not careful, your skin will be peeled off!"
The lambs were trembling and the old goat was very proud.
Guo Xugang is the plucked sheep.
Unfortunately, Cheng Zaochun's idea was still a little too naive.
The company had just finished processing the formalities for Guo Xu, but unexpectedly another young man in the company went against the rules and wanted to resign and go to Pengcheng to start his own business.
During the meeting, Cheng Zaochun angrily called out the name of the person and said, "Li Xin, this is the second person to leave your editorial office, right? How come all the people leave from your office?"
Li Xin is the director of the Second Editorial Department of Contemporary Literature. He is thirty-four or thirty-five years old and in the prime of his life.
"Now they are clamoring to go to the sea, what can I do? I can't stop them from leaving, right?"
The editorial staff left, and the director Li Xin was in a bad mood. He was criticized by Cheng Zaochun, and he spoke emotionally.
Seeing his attitude, Cheng Zaochun became even angrier and was about to scold him when Lin Weimin spoke.
"Li Xin, what's your attitude? Look at your Second Editorial Office. Why are there only people from yours who left while people from other editorial offices didn't leave?
People should be conscientious. Is the salary they receive from the company too low? Are their benefits bad? Have they not been allocated housing?"
Lin Weimin spoke before Cheng Zaochun, and his words were harsh and stern, leaving everyone stunned.
Li Xin was also stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Weimin with a strange look, and then looked at Cheng Zaochun.
Everyone's eyes were on Cheng Zaochun, and they saw that his face was gloomy and so dark that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.
"You are such a good leader!" Cheng Zaochun said gritting his teeth.
Li Xin and Lin Weimin are both editor-in-chief, but Lin Weimin also holds the title of deputy editor-in-chief. He is mainly responsible for contemporary literature and is considered half of Li Xin's leader.
His words just now seemed to be scolding Li Xin, but everyone present could hear that he was targeting Cheng Zaochun.
How are the young editors in the company treated? Don’t you all know?
They have no position or title, are not well-known in the industry, have not published any works, and it is not their turn to get housing. This group of people should be considered at the bottom of the social ecosystem.
Logically speaking, the salary of an editor at Guowen Publishing House is not low, but times have changed. With the tide of reform and opening up coming one after another, everyone has a few people around them who are doing business. One can earn hundreds of yuan a month by setting up a stall selling tea eggs on the street. It is normal for young editors to be tempted by the salary of two or three hundred yuan a month.
Lin Weimin smiled guiltily, "I learned all this from you, the leader!"
Cheng Zaochun resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said in a controlled tone, "Since you don't want me to say anything bad about you, then you should take good care of the editorial office. Understand the mentality of your editors, especially the young ones. Don't let them be blinded by the colorful world outside."
"Yes, yes, what the leader said is right." Having just offended the leader, Lin Weimin actively agreed with the leader's speech, which made Cheng Zaochun amused and helpless.
"But..." As Lin Weimin started speaking, Cheng Zaochun looked at him, wondering what trick he was going to play next.
"Leader, you really can't blame us for not being able to control people. You see, there are so many people going into the sea now, who doesn't have someone around him making money? Seeing people around him making a lot of money, who can resist this temptation!"
After Lin Weimin finished speaking, all the editorial directors echoed, "Yes, leader, you really can't blame us."
Cheng Zaochun looked at Lin Weimin with some annoyance. It was very difficult to have such a troublemaker under him.
"I'm not asking you to monitor everyone's every move, but I'm asking you to be more careful. Most people would have had signs of leaving long ago. Chat with everyone and communicate with them to see if they've been wronged in any way.
Sometimes people are about to leave, and if you say a few more warm words, they may stay. Excluding those who are determined to leave, there are many people who can be retained, and it all depends on whether everyone has done their job well. "
Cheng Zaochun said earnestly.
Lin Weimin added: "What the leader said makes sense and is a profound insight!"
Cheng Zaochun ignored his flattery and focused his eyes on the crowd, all of whom looked relaxed.
A good meeting to unite people and unify their thoughts gradually became tainted by Lin Weimin's antics and ended in a hasty manner.
After the meeting, Lin Weimin stayed in the leader’s office for half an hour.
"That's really nice of you to the people!"
After the directors left, they still looked towards Cheng Zaochun's office with concern. Weimin was the one who took the blame for everyone this time.
In the office, Lin Weimin sat and drank tea. It was just a scolding anyway. It was not like he had never been scolded before, so he was used to it.
But after waiting for a long time, Cheng Zaochun still didn't vent his anger. Lin Weimin couldn't help but worry. It would not be a good thing if a grudge was not taken on the spot!
Are you planning to keep a record first and then settle the score later?
Just when Lin Weimin was daydreaming, Cheng Zaochun poured Lin Weimin a cup of tea and called out to him affectionately, "Weimin!"
Lin Weimin shuddered all over. Not only did he not curse, but he was so kind to him. Did he want to kill him?
"Leader, actually I..."
Cheng Zaochun waved his hand, "There is something..."
Lin Weimin's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.
"I have a task for you."
As expected, Lin Weimin sighed in his heart.
"A few days ago, the leader of the New H Society's Hong Kong branch introduced me to a patriotic writer from Hong Kong, hoping that our Guowen Society could help publish the writer's works in China to help Chinese people better understand Hong Kong."
When Cheng Zaochun said this, he looked at Lin Weimin with admiration in his eyes, "You are well-known in the cultural circle of Hong Kong, and you are also a capable person in our Chinese Literature Society. People specifically asked you for help."
Lin Weimin secretly spat in his heart, I don’t believe you at all!
Cheng Zaochun said that he believed everything else, but it was ridiculous that the other party asked him for help by name. How could one ask for help by name?
"Leader, I'm very busy recently!" said Lin Weimin.
Cheng Zaochun said hurriedly, "Let Lao He take care of the affairs of Contemporary. You are the deputy editor-in-chief now, you can't put all your energy into one publication all day long."
Lin Weimin was speechless. You have said everything. I have been the deputy editor-in-chief for more than two years and I only show my presence occasionally.
Lin Weimin is very careful in this regard. Although he has been appointed as deputy editor-in-chief for a long time and is in charge of a number of business matters, most of the time he is just a nobody. After all, each editorial office has a director. It's okay for him to intervene occasionally, but if it happens too often, everyone will have opinions.
When Lin Weimin thought of this, he suddenly became alert.
That's not right. Isn't this a disguised way of reducing my power?
Just now I thought that Old Cheng was going to settle the score later, but I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly.
Old Cheng, I underestimated you!
"What's that look?" Cheng Zaochun said in a rather unpleasant tone.
"Ah? Nothing, nothing. I'm just thinking about how to proceed with this work."
Cheng Zaochun nodded when he heard this. "The writer who needs our help is Liang Fengyi. She has not been engaged in literary creation for a long time, but her output is very high. She has already created many novels."
After listening to Cheng Zaochun's introduction, Lin Weimin was not unfamiliar with the name Liang Fengyi. This person had some fame in the Hong Kong literary world in later generations. Her works were mostly about urban life and feuds among wealthy families, many of which were adapted into TV series.
"Leader, isn't this writer's work too popular?" he raised his question.
Since Lin Weimin took over as the editor-in-chief of Contemporary Magazine, he has always emphasized the popularity of literary works and promoted the publication of many highly popular works, but this "popularity" refers to the scope of literature.
He was not discriminating against popular literature. His question involved the philosophy of the Guowen Society since its founding.
Mr. Feng Xuefeng, the first president of Guowen Publishing House, once set the tone for the publishing work of Guowen Publishing House: ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, with improvement as the main focus.
Guowen Society has been doing this for the past 40 years since its founding.
Whether it is from China or abroad, from ancient times to today, as long as the work can nourish the Chinese spirit, it can be edited and published.
However, this scope is more limited to the field of pure literature.
It’s not that Guowen Publishing House has not published popular works, but the reviews from the outside world were very bad.
The four words "people's literature" represent, to a large extent, the highest standards in a country's literary field. Once it is associated with "popular literature", the literary community, the critics and the readers will immediately become dissatisfied.
Isn't this self-degradation?
Cheng Zaochun's face was solemn. "Of course, I have considered this issue. But the situation this time is a little different. There are some political considerations..."
Hearing him say this, Lin Weimin nodded to show his understanding.
As for the barrel station, we unite all the forces that can be united.
"in addition……"
Cheng Zaochun sighed, "The external environment has changed a lot in the past two years. In fact, I also understand why our young people want to go abroad. Let's regard the introduction of Ms. Liang's works as a beneficial attempt!"
Lin Weimin's eyes lit up, "Will the publishing house focus on popular literature in the future?"
Cheng Zaochun quickly denied it, "I never said that, don't spread it."
"Look at you, you know how tight-lipped I am!"
Cheng Zaochun sneered, "Yeah, you are so tight-lipped!"
If he didn't match the expression and tone, Lin Weimin would definitely think that he was being praised.
He was very puzzled. When did his leader's misunderstanding of him become so deep?
(End of this chapter)
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