Chapter 905 No wonder he is just the editor-in-chief
The fact that Sohu was going to go public was no secret within the Guowen Group, but because the group had not previously publicized it on a large scale, most employees did not know the inside story and could only make guesses.
When Sohu raised funds in its fourth round earlier, its valuation was US$380 million, which sparked a heated discussion within the Guowen Group.
At that time, Guowen Group still held more than 18% of Sohu's shares. After the fourth round of financing, Guowen Group's shares were worth nearly 70 million US dollars. People within Guowen Group were somewhat unbelievable when discussing it.
Now, less than half a year after the discussion on listing, Sohu has been listed on the Nasdaq in the United States, and the value of the shares held by Guowen Group has once again increased several times.
This efficiency in creating wealth not only shocked everyone, but also made them feel uneasy about getting something for nothing.
How can money come so quickly?
The shock that Sohu's listing brought to the employees of Guowen Group has not yet passed. Starting from lunch, domestic media have been reporting the news of Sohu's listing on the Nasdaq in the United States.
The reporting boom lasted for two days. From television to newspapers, from central media to local media, dozens of media outlets participated in reporting on Sohu's listing, which was worthy of Sohu's reputation as "China's No. 1 Internet Stock."
These reports have attracted the attention of many domestic people to the Internet and Sohu, and have also brought huge attention to this emerging industry. This is a wave of good news for the entire industry.
That morning, Lin Weimin once again refused an event organized by the Ministry of Rites.
Ever since the People's Daily published that short article, the official propaganda about Li Jianguo and Lin Weimin himself has never stopped for a month.
The publicity standards were too high at the beginning, and Lin Weimin couldn't even refuse. He experienced this kind of life for half a month.
He finally dealt with those high-specification and high-level units and activities, and he would never participate in the remaining activities.
In the past week or so, he has rejected a lot of invitations and must have offended many people, but there is nothing he can do.
Don’t blame Teacher Lin for watching people pick up their chopsticks. When people reach middle age, sometimes they really can’t do anything!
The outside world's discussion on "Li Jianguo" is still going on. Fortunately, the peak of public opinion has gradually passed, and Lin Weimin's pressure has also been reduced a lot.
Others all hope that their works will receive higher evaluations and become more famous, but Lin Weimin is extremely afraid now because the time when he needs to be famous has long passed.
In the afternoon, Zhang Chaoyang, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared in the Chinese Literature Society.
Some time ago, in order to prepare for Sohu's IPO, he stayed in the United States for more than a month.
Now it has been almost a week since Sohu went public. After the listing, he stayed in the United States for three days and returned to Yanjing the day before yesterday. After adjusting for the jet lag for more than a day, he did not have time to accept the interviews that had been arranged by various media. He immediately went to the Guowen Press to meet Lin Weimin.
"Not bad, not bad. I feel really good when good things happen to me. I look like an internet upstart!"
As soon as they met, Lin Weimin teased Zhang Chaoyang.
The listing of Sohu has brought about a huge change to Zhang Chaoyang. If nothing else, his high-spirited spirit is enough to make him deserve a beating.
"Please stop teasing me. I came to see you as soon as I got back," Zhang Chaoyang said with a smile.
Lin Weimin smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, thank you for your thoughtfulness!"
Zhang Chaoyang's visit to Guowen Group was not actually for any serious business, but more of an expression of gratitude.
During the short development process of Sohu, the help provided by Guowen Group is irreplaceable. It is a blessing for Sohu to have such a worry-free, generous shareholder who is always willing to help.
After chatting about what he saw and heard during the preparations for the IPO in the United States, Zhang Chaoyang suddenly said, "I met an independent investor from the United States during the roadshow that day. He talked to me and said that he had served a low-key Chinese investor before..."
Zhang Chaoyang stopped talking here, because he noticed the change in Lin Weimin's eyes, and he smiled and said: "This is purely a coincidence, I really didn't do it on purpose..."
"What's the name of the person you're talking to?"
Lin Weimin's words were tantamount to implicitly acknowledging the rumors that Zhang Chaoyang had heard. Zhang Chaoyang was actually not sure whether it was true or not. He just wanted to test it out, but he didn't expect to actually get the answer. He felt a little nervous, and at the same time, he felt unbelievable when he thought of the investor's words in his mind.
The image of Mr. Lin, who was originally approachable, suddenly became tall and mysterious.
"Paul Thomas." Zhang Chaoyang answered honestly.
Lin Weimin pondered and said, "My company changes people every two years. These people get paid a lot of money and sign confidentiality agreements. This person you met is also a big mouth who is not afraid of death. I don't know how many people he has talked about this with."
Zhang Chaoyang said hurriedly: "We talked about this accidentally after the cocktail party that day. He was drunk at that time. He told me this because he admired you."
Lin Weimin waved his hand, "I understand!"
These four simple words contained an unquestionable meaning that completely silenced Zhang Chaoyang.
Sohu had just been successfully listed, and he was in high spirits. However, he had completely lost his previous arrogance and became restrained and introverted.
Zhang Chaoyang couldn't help but regret in his heart. Why did he have to test this matter for no reason?
Curiosity kills the cat!
After chatting with Lin Weimin for a few more words, he left with a nervous mood.
He walked out of the Guowen Society building and got in the car. When the car started to leave the Guowen Society compound, he looked back at the now very old building and thought of the man inside.
It's unfathomable!
After a visit to the Chinese Literature Society, the pride he had felt when he returned from the United States was shattered to pieces. Compared with Teacher Lin, what were his current wealth and achievements?
Look at him, how low-key he is.
I guess Teacher Lin has already passed the stage of struggling for money. He is now purely working for his career and ideals. When will I be able to reach this spiritual realm?
The next day at noon, Lin Weimin was showing off his lion head in the cafeteria when he suddenly felt his view was blocked by someone. He Qizhi sat down with his plate.
"This lion's head is a little off today."
"I'm eating fine, nothing has changed!"
While eating, the two chatted casually, and then He Qizhi said suddenly: "In the past month or so, all your time has been wasted on participating in activities, right?"
"That's right. I can't push it away. I find all kinds of plausible excuses..."
Talking about this, Lin Weimin was full of dissatisfaction. He was now almost treated as a Bodhisattva in the temple and everyone had to invite him to pay homage.
"This is official recognition. No novel has received such treatment over the years. You should be proud of it."
"If only ten years earlier I would have jumped up and down with excitement and passed that stage."
At this time, He Qizhi said again: "I see nothing has happened in the past two days?"
Lin Weimin immediately became alert, "What?"
He Qizhi smiled kindly, "I'm just worried that you're too busy. You work all day long and don't have any time for yourself."
Lin Weimin still looked at him, not believing that he was so kind.
Seeing that he had failed to fool the person, He Qizhi coughed and asked tentatively, "Have you started writing recently?"
The old comrade's true colors were finally revealed. Lin Weimin had been urged to submit his manuscripts many times recently, and he began to feel rebellious.
"Where is the time? Where is the time?"
"I just finished writing the first part. Why don't you let me take a break?"
"You are not a professional editor at all. You just want to urge people to write. Don't you know that writers also need to absorb nutrients?"
He said a few words in a hurry, and He Qizhi smiled and said, "Isn't this just asking? I definitely don't mean to urge you to write. I understand you. As a writer, how can you not work hard to write a work?"
"I'm just worried that you've been too busy participating in activities recently and haven't had time to calm yourself down. If you write hastily, you'll be overdrawing yourself."
"In my opinion, you have just finished writing the first part, so you should take a break for a year or so. Not only for your own health, but also to accumulate materials and energy to lay a good foundation for the creation of the second part..."
What does it mean to adapt to the changing circumstances and what does it mean to assess the situation? Just look at Comrade Lao He, a veteran editor with more than 30 years of experience in the industry, and you will understand.
Lin Weimin nodded with satisfaction. These words sounded somewhat human.
"I think so too. When it comes to creation, you can't be too tense. Besides, I haven't had any inspiration recently."
"That's right!" He Qizhi's face softened, and he added: "But..."
He showed a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "Recently, the editorial department has been under a lot of pressure."
They are all thousand-year-old foxes. As soon as Old He sticks out his butt, Lin Weimin knows what shit he is going to shit.
“I’m under a lot of pressure too!”
"Yes, yes, I know you are under a lot of pressure. It's because readers have written to you asking too many questions. They are all looking forward to the next part of your novel "Li Jianguo".
You don’t have to write the novel, but you have to at least give us a deadline, right? "
Lin Weimin stiffened his neck and said, "I haven't even started writing yet, why give me a deadline?"
He Qizhi looked at him with a headache, and guided him, "Any time will do, such as this autumn, after winter..."
Lin Weimin waved his hands and said firmly, "That's impossible!"
"This is just a metaphor. Do you understand metaphor?" He Qizhi looked at Lin Weimin with a look of disappointment. "You have finished writing the first part, and your readers are waiting for the second part. You can't let them wait until the year 2000, right?"
As soon as he said this, he realized something was wrong. "I can't let the readers wait until 2010, can I?"
Lin Weimin thought that it might not be impossible to come up with it in 2010.
Fortunately, he still has some moral integrity. Teacher Lin has been in the world for so many years and has never done anything like digging a hole and not filling it!
"Then let's do it next year or the year after!" he said casually.
He Qizhi asked hurriedly: "Is that next year or the year after?"
"How can I say for sure? I'm so busy at work." Lin Weimin said with confidence.
Comrade Lao He was so angry that he wanted to be beaten!
He swallowed his anger and asked, "What about next spring?"
Lin Weimin shook his head.
Comrade Lao He took a breath and asked, "What about Xia Qiu?"
Lin Weimin shook his head again.
"It should be okay until winter, right?" Comrade Lao He was ready to die with honor.
He was blindly eager to publish the novel as soon as he finished writing the first part. Now he regrets it. The readers' calls for manuscripts are getting louder and louder, and his colleagues in the editorial department are complaining.
It’s difficult for him to be the editor-in-chief!
There is still a year and a half to go before next winter, and it would be unacceptable if I don’t write it now.
Comrade Lao He stared at Lin Weimin with a rare sharp look in his eyes.
"Hmm... well... winter is coming..."
Comrade Lao He was secretly resentful and said, "Don't think that I can't control you just because you become the chairman. I will retire in two years."
Lin Weimin felt Comrade Lao He's determination and thought that it was almost done.
"All right."
He Qizhi breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting a definite answer.
"Okay, that's what you said." After that, he confirmed again, "It's next winter to finish the manuscript, not to start writing!"
Lin Weimin waved his hands impatiently, "I know, I know, can't I remember what I said?"
After the submission date was confirmed, He Qizhi was too lazy to argue with him anymore.
Without a manuscript, do you think I'd bother with you?
After finishing the rice on the plate in two or three bites, He Qizhi left with the plate.
Lin Weimin still sat there and chewed slowly.
Little guy, can't I cure you?
As soon as He Qizhi appeared, Lin Weimin guessed his purpose today.
As for urging for manuscripts, Teacher Lin is a professional. Just ask around in the current literary world and you will find that there is no famous writer who has not been urged by him to submit his manuscripts.
I have to say that Comrade Lao He's skills are very stiff, and there is still a gap compared to Teacher Lin's skills!
No wonder he is just the editor-in-chief!
In light of readers' feedback, the name of Lin Weimin's new novel has been changed to "Li Jianguo", which is more popular and more colloquial. The previous article has been revised and is hereby corrected.
(End of this chapter)
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