Chapter 615 The General is Going to Run Away
There are many people around Lin Weimin who look like they are forty when they are in their twenties, such as Zhang Yimou, Jiang Wen, and Han Zhuangzhuang.
The muscular, bearded man in front of him looked no older than 25, but judging from his looks, he must be at least 35.
Sensing Lin Weimin's sharp gaze, Jiang Wu spat a mouthful of melon seed shells on the ground, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you."
"You are Jiang Wen's younger brother, right?" Lin Weimin asked.
Jiang Wu was a little surprised, "Do you know me?"
"Do you think you two don't look alike?" Lin Weimin asked back.
Jiang Wu smiled innocently, "That's right, we are brothers after all!"
"Brothers? I heard you calling me a big idiot. Just now it was just me and your brother, who were you calling a idiot?"
Jiang Wu said anxiously: "Of course it's him, of course it's him. Even if I have a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to scold you!"
They are indeed brothers.
Jiang Wu looks honest but he is actually much smarter than his brother Jiang Wen. Lin Weimin chatted with him casually.
He took the college entrance exam for several years and was admitted to the Yenching Film Academy last year. Now he is a sophomore, and when he has nothing to do, he goes to his brother's crew to hang out.
He looks somewhat similar to his brother Jiang Wen, but their temperaments are completely different. Jiang Wen has a tough spirit, but Jiang Wu's temperament is a mixture of naivety and banditry.
If Lin Weimin were to choose, he felt that Jiang Wu had greater potential as an actor.
"You really have a keen eye!"
Lin Weimin praised Jiang Wu twice, and Jiang Wu immediately flattered him back, showing that he was much more knowledgeable than his brother.
Before leaving, Lin Weimin patted Jiang Wu on the shoulder and said, "You are a good young man with a bright future!"
Jiang Wu showed a simple and honest smile on his face again. The words of cultured people are always pleasant to hear.
As he was about to leave the crew, Lin Weimin glanced around but saw no sign of Wang Shuo. He was still thinking about getting the set of "Newly Printed Jin Ping Mei Cihua" back.
After searching for a while and failing to find Wang Shuo, Lin Weimin had to drive back home and then called Wang Shuo.
"Where's my book? Why didn't you return it after using it?"
"I just borrowed it today. How can you borrow things like that? Please give me a few days at least!"
"Haven't you already dealt with Jiang Wen?"
"You're not allowing me to take a look?"
Lin Weimin could sense a strong sense of a deadbeat from Wang Shuo's tone, "You're not going to default on your debt, are you?"
"I am that kind of person! Half a month, I will definitely return it to you after half a month." Wang Shuo promised.
Seeing his statement, Lin Weimin believed him for the time being, "Okay, don't forget it."
The short New Year's Day holiday is over and the people of Yanjing are back to work.
More than half a month has passed in a flash, and the attention and focus of the people across the country have been attracted by a piece of news.
The old man is on a southern tour!
Starting from January 18, 1992, the old man visited the reform frontier areas such as Wuhan, Pengcheng, Zhuhai and Shanghai and delivered important speeches.
The old man's speech swept away the gloomy atmosphere in domestic society since 1989, directed the attention of one billion people to the field of economic development, and broke the bottleneck of China's social and economic development.
For a moment, the east wind brought spring to the world, and the whole society seemed to have entered the fast lane of shifting its focus.
Whether in society or at work, the topics of economic reform and business have become people's top concerns.
The term "going into the sea" has gained unprecedented vitality.
The vigorous development of economic activities is bound to be accompanied by the weakening of the cultural industry. Everyone is rushing to make money, so who has the time to tinker with spiritual things?
The general trend of society soon spread to the Guowen Publishing House. One day in late January, Li Xin, director of the Contemporary Literature Editorial Department, found Lin Weimin.
Li Xin looked like he had a lot on his mind. Lin Weimin poured him a cup of tea and asked, "What happened?"
Li Xin took a sip of tea and said, "Teacher Lin, I want to resign."
Lin Weimin raised his eyebrows slightly. "A publishing house wants to recruit you?"
Li Xin hesitated a little and said, "It's not a publishing house, it's a real estate developer."
In the past two years, the domestic real estate market has been very hot. In special economic zones like Hainan, tens of thousands of real estate companies have been born within two years.
To put it bluntly, when the economic development is not that good, the hot real estate industry is just a flash in the pan. It's just a game of passing the parcel, and it depends on who is unlucky.
As the capital, Yanjing's real estate market is hotter than most parts of the country, and many Hong Kong businessmen also want to take advantage of this opportunity to get a piece of the pie.
The developer who came to recruit Li Xin was a real estate developer from Hong Kong. They wanted to develop in the mainland and planned to build an office in Yanjing first.
Li Xin's friend introduced him to be the director of this office, and his job was not his main job, but welcoming guests and building relationships.
Li Xin is a middle-level leader in the Guowen Society, with a monthly comprehensive income of more than 800 yuan, which is considered a high salary among the working class in Yanjing.
But compared with what Hong Kong real estate developers pay, his salary is not worth mentioning.
Five thousand dollars.
This is one month's salary. Working for a Hong Kong real estate developer for one month is equivalent to working for the Chinese Literature Society for half a year.
If Lin Weimin put himself in Li Xin's shoes and considered the situation, it would be hard for him not to be moved.
He pondered and said, "The salary of the Xiangjiang boss is indeed very attractive. But since you came to me first instead of looking for Lao Cheng, it means that you are attached to our Chinese Literature Society and are reluctant to leave."
Li Xin nodded slightly, agreeing with Lin Weimin's words.
Lin Weimin continued, "You have been the editor-in-chief for several years. Apart from me, you and Xianjun are the youngest editor-in-chiefs in the company. The company is actually very optimistic about you, and there is a lot of room for future development."
Hearing his words, Li Xin's eyes showed some hesitation, "You are right, the company has been very kind to me. People of my generation went to the countryside to work, and after finishing school, some of us were in our thirties before we started working. I was twenty-nine when I joined the company, which means I was exactly thirty. Three years after joining the company, I was first the deputy head of the literary theory group, then the deputy director and then the head of the first editing office, all thanks to the leaders' appreciation of me."
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "You are a few years older than me, but you joined the company later than me. In just six years, you became the editor-in-chief. I don't know how many colleagues envied you at that time."
Recalling the glorious moments when he just took office as director a few years ago, Li Xin couldn't help but reveal a bit of nostalgia on his face.
Lin Weimin struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Are there any difficulties at home recently?"
Li Xin shook his head. "It's not difficult. My wife and I earn more than 1,000 yuan a month, which is enough for us to spend."
"Since this is not a financial issue, I still advise you to think carefully about it."
Lin Weimin said this with a serious face and sincere tone, and continued frankly: "I think I know you well. You are passionate about editing, and I believe you are also accustomed to the working atmosphere of the agency. If you say now that you choose to leave the agency for economic reasons and switch to a new industry, I will understand and respect your thoughts.
But the situation is not like this now. The salary outside is high, but if you suddenly change your career, jump from an industry you are familiar with and like to a completely unfamiliar industry and work atmosphere, can you get used to it? "
Hearing this, Li Xin's expression became serious, and he thought seriously about Lin Weimin's words.
"People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. If you have found a good place to go, I, as a colleague, will definitely not stop you. But I still hope that you will think carefully about which choice will be more beneficial to your future and life.
We need to look at the immediate benefits, but we also need to pay attention to long-term planning. You have been in the publishing industry for almost ten years. It is not easy to become a middle-level leader in a top national publishing organization like Guowen Publishing House. It is a pity to give up now! "
The regret on Lin Weimin's face made Li Xin's heart waver. On one hand, there was the high salary, and on the other hand, there were ten years of hard work and future career development, which made him torn.
Seeing Li Xin's complicated expression, Lin Weimin knew that he must be experiencing unprecedented struggles in his heart.
"This kind of thing cannot be decided in a moment. Go back and think about it calmly. It's not too late to make a decision after you have considered all the pros and cons. Anyway, I'm not Lao Cheng. Let's just have a chat today."
Li Xin nodded hesitantly and left the office with a heavy heart.
After he left, Lin Weimin immediately stood up and rushed into Cheng Zaochun's office in a hurry.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that he was calm and composed when he was advising Li Xin just now, and acted like a life mentor; that was all an act.
His generals are about to run away, it would be strange if he was not anxious.
"Old Cheng, it's broken, it's broken!"
Cheng Zaochun looked at him through his reading glasses, "What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?"
"Li Xin wants to resign. He said a real estate developer in Hong Kong wants to poach him and offer him a salary of 5,000 yuan a month."
Cheng Zaochun stood up upon hearing this and asked, "When did it happen?"
"He just came to my office to talk to me."
Cheng Zaochun heaved a sigh of relief, "That means you haven't decided to leave yet."
Lin Weimin nodded, "I just persuaded him to go back and think about it carefully."
Cheng Zaochun frowned, "Isn't he trying to negotiate terms with me through you?"
"Even if he didn't have this idea, I would still come to you!"
Li Xin is now the director of the first editorial department of contemporary literature and a backbone of the Guowen Publishing House. He is professionally excellent and has outstanding abilities. If such a talent is lost, it will be a real loss for the Guowen Publishing House.
"What do you think?" Cheng Zaochun asked.
"I think we can give Li Xin more responsibilities. He has been the director for three years."
Cheng Zaochun said, "They want to leave, so you give them a promotion? Aren't you afraid that everyone will do the same?"
"Who do you think is the backbone of the business?"
Lin Weimin's words left Cheng Zaochun speechless.
There was a joke on Douyin in later generations. A colleague in a WeChat group wanted to resign and said that a rival company offered him a high salary. The boss immediately gave him a raise to retain him. Others followed suit, but were immediately cleared from the group chat.
The boss's generosity is reserved for employees who can create benefits for the company. Similarly, Lin Weimin's promotion is reserved for the backbone of the unit.
Cheng Zaochun said: "If we promote him rashly, I'm afraid it will be hard to convince the public!"
"Can't it be resolved by finding an excuse?" Lin Weimin had a look of confidence.
"What's the plan?"
Lin Weimin waved his hand and said, "Come closer and listen."
(End of this chapter)
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