Chapter 918: Blocking the Wind and Rain
Expecting to keep secrets in the Chinese Literature Society is like expecting a blind man to really be able to tell fortunes.
The news of a big salary increase after the New Year was spreading like wildfire. Even if Lin Weimin was angry, it was useless. It is difficult to change one's nature. The Guowen Society has become the Guowen Group, but the people are still the same.
The employees didn't care whether Chairman Lin was angry or not. They all discussed the good news and happily welcomed the arrival of the new year.
On the last day of the New Year, Lin Weimin held on to the end as he did in previous years.
It was five o'clock in the afternoon and the sky was dim. It would be dark soon.
Lin Weimin said hello to Xiao Zhou and drove home.
When I walked to the door of my house, I could hear the noise coming from the yard before I entered. Like in previous years, everyone gathered together for the New Year.
The family enjoys cooking, making dumplings and chatting with laughter.
Before dinner that night, Xiao Doubao was beaten again as expected. He finally calmed down and sat down to eat obediently.
Han Dingbang whispered to Tao Huimin: "The child is grown up now, and she is a little girl. You can't always beat her like this."
"I don't want to hit her, but this girl is so annoying sometimes. She was born in the wrong place. It would have been better if she was a boy."
Tao Huimin has been learning opera since she was a child. She looks weak, but she is actually a person with a gentle appearance but strong heart. At home, it is Lin Weimin who dotes on his daughter more.
"Then just have another child. It's not like we don't have the conditions. A child would be lonely alone." Han Dingbang followed Tao Huimin's words.
Tao's parents immediately agreed, "That's right, give birth to another boy. A boy and a girl, make a perfect couple, what a beautiful thing."
Tao Huimin was not careful and brought the fire upon herself, so she quickly winked at Lin Weimin.
"Just this one thing is enough to give me a headache," said Lin Weimin.
Ever since Xiao Doubao was born, urging the couple to have a second child has become a regular feature of every Chinese New Year.
People of Tao's father and Han Dingbang's generation were relatively conservative in their thinking. They always felt that a family without a male heir was not considered a legacy, especially with Lin Weimin's current status and wealth. In ancient times, he would be considered a prominent family, so the family had to have more people.
However, Lin Weimin and his wife were determined. They both felt that having such a naughty child in the family was troublesome enough, and if they had another one, they really couldn't bear it.
"Mom, please give me another brother."
While the adults were chatting, Xiao Doubao suddenly made a request.
When Tao Huimin heard this, she felt relieved, thinking that this naughty little girl had finally grown up.
With a loving smile on her face, she asked, "Do you want mom to give birth to a brother?"
Xiao Doubao nodded, "It doesn't matter if I have a brother or sister, just one is fine."
"Why?"
Faced with this question, Xiao Doubao opened his mouth, but didn't dare to tell the truth when the words came to his lips, "Doubao likes his brothers and sisters."
Her thoughts were revealed on her face, and the adults knew at a glance that she was not telling the truth. She was no exception, a second-grade student who could even lie.
Unfortunately, no matter how cunning the little hunter was, he could not defeat the old fox. Tao Huimin asked her a few questions, and the little Doubao finally spoke out her true feelings.
"If I have younger brothers and sisters, Mommy can beat them later."
Good job, hatred is transferred, right?
The adults laughed out loud at the little girl's wonderful ideas. Little Doubao looked at her mother's unhappy expression and knew that she must have said something wrong again, so she quickly gave her a flattering smile.
"Mom, please eat quickly or it will get cold."
The little girl now has a variety of survival methods and is very skilled in using them. Tao Huimin rubbed her head and didn't bother with her.
This year's Spring Festival Gala has many stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan, including Lin Zhixuan, Wang Siyi, Zhang Huimei, Ruby Lin, Leon Lai, Nicholas Tse, Deric Wan, Gigi Leung, and Wong Wai-lin...
Although the programs on TV were lively, the elderly people in my family generally felt that this year's Spring Festival Gala was not as good as in previous years.
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole family gets up and wishes each other a happy new year.
Little Doubao didn't need anyone to urge him this year and got up effortlessly.
She is already in the second grade and has long understood the magic of money. How can she not be positive on such a fruitful day?
After receiving a bunch of red envelopes, the little girl was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling, but she couldn't escape her fate either.
Little Nannan is looking more and more like a grown-up girl. Although she is only three years younger than her, she is more than a head taller than the little Doubao who just entered the second grade.
She stood in front of the little bean bun, and said respectfully, "Auntie, Happy New Year!"
Xiao Doubao suddenly became melancholy, and picked and chose from the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, trying to find the one with the smallest denomination.
"They are all 100, don't pick."
Seeing her hesitating, Xiao Nannan couldn't help but remind her.
Xiao Doubao finally took out a bill reluctantly and handed it to his niece, with a painful look on his face.
As usual, after paying New Year's greetings, I went to see a movie in the afternoon. Watching "Shuke and Beta" on the first day of the Chinese New Year every year has gradually become a regular program in the Xiaodoubao Festival.
Not only her, the "Shuke and Beta" series of animated films has gradually become the common entertainment for thousands of children in China on this day. Wenhua Film and Television has cultivated a market with unlimited potential for domestic animation in three years.
After the Spring Festival holiday, Guowen Group issued a red investment document on the day it resumed work.
Lin Weimin resigned as president of Guowen Society, and the new president was Li Xin, former president of Tongwen Society.
After the document was issued, it immediately became the most watched news within the Guowen Group and sparked heated discussions.
As early as when the news came out that Lin Weimin was going to step down as president, the question of who would take over has always been the focus of attention within the group.
Now the suspense is finally revealed, Li Xin becomes the new president of the Guowen Society, and no one is too surprised.
Because in the eyes of the old people in the Guowen Society, Li Xin was promoted by Lin Weimin.
From an ordinary editor-in-chief of Guowen Publishing House, to the vice president and president of Tongwen Publishing House, and then to the president of Guowen Publishing House, everything seems to follow a trace.
Moreover, Li Xin is indeed the youngest among the six candidates. He is in his forties, in the prime of life and it is time for him to get things done.
After having Lin Weimin, a president who was too young, it was difficult for the employees of Guowen Publishing House to accept an elderly president with graying hair.
Lin Weimin stepped down and Li Xin took over, and the publishing business department of Guowen Group also ushered in a series of personnel changes.
This is the benefit of a big boss being promoted. Usually, it seems that everyone is assigned their own position, but as long as the big boss really makes a move, there will basically be a series of job changes, and happy events will inevitably occur one after another in the unit.
Amid the personnel changes at Guowen Publishing House and Tongwen Publishing House, Yu Hua also reached a new peak in his career and successfully became the deputy editor-in-chief of Guowen Publishing House, mainly responsible for online literature.
The deputy editor-in-chief position he had been dreaming of was finally implemented, and Yu Hua was extremely excited and arranged a dinner. It happened to be a few days after the Chinese New Year, so it was a good opportunity to get together.
Yu Hua's house was not big enough, so he found a restaurant outside. Many people came and the atmosphere was very lively.
The adults were chatting animatedly when suddenly a cry was heard in the box. It turned out that the chubby boy Yu Haiguo was beaten and cried by the little bean bun again.
"She hit people!" Yu Haiguo went to Cheng Hong to complain with tears in his eyes.
"Why don't you say you were just trying to scare me?" Xiao Doubao didn't feel guilty about hitting someone, but when she saw Tao Huimin's dark face, her tone suddenly became aggrieved, "I only hit him twice, and he started crying."
He started crying after being hit twice and looked like a worthless fighter.
Not only do they beat people, they also trample on their self-esteem.
Yu Haiguo cried even harder, "She hit me several times and pinched me, that's why I cried."
The two little kids were quarreling so much that it took Cheng Hong and Tao Huimin a while to figure out what was going on.
It turned out that Yu Haiguo was hiding at the door wearing a mask to scare Xiao Doubao. The girl was frightened and then beat Yu Haiguo in anger.
Xiao Doubao has well-developed motor nerves and can easily defeat Yu Haiguo, a sports weakling.
Fortunately, in the end, neither of them got what they deserved. One was beaten for scaring people, and the other was beaten for hitting people. Neither was unfair.
After the incident, everyone continued to eat and chat.
Today is Yu Hua’s promotion party, so the topic naturally revolves around him and the Chinese Literature Society.
Yu Hua came to Yenching in 1992. At that time, he had just ended a marriage. He was not penniless, but his situation was certainly not good.
After arriving at Yanjing, I first joined Tongwen Press, got a formal job, and then got married and had children. In the past few years, I have been able to balance writing and work, and it can be said that everything has been smooth sailing. Now I have become the deputy editor-in-chief of Guowen Press, and I am really very proud of myself.
As Yu Hua was chatting, he suddenly talked about the time when he first started writing novels. At that time, all his friends were smoking, drinking and playing cards, but he was the only one concentrating on writing novels. It was the loneliness and solitude back then that made him successful today.
"Of course, the more important reason is that Teacher Lin has a keen eye for talent. He saw my extraordinary talent among so many amateur submissions at a glance."
Before everyone had time to sigh, Yu Hua changed the subject and raised his glass to toast Lin Weimin, "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"
Everyone despised his blatant flattery.
"Hey, I heard that you guys at Wenhua Film and Television made a fortune some time ago." Qu Xiaowei asked.
He was talking about something that was not related to the topic. After he asked this question, Yu Hua and Mo Yan looked at each other in silence.
"I heard that many people made millions." Qu Xiaowei asked.
"Only a few people make millions, about a dozen or so."
"What about you? How much did you earn?" Seeing the two people's embarrassed faces, Qu Xiaowei joked: "What? You earn too much and you dare not say it?"
"Not much, I only made a little over 120,000 yuan." Mo Yan said.
"I didn't make much, just 60,000 yuan."
After Yu Hua finished speaking, Mo Yan looked at him in surprise. Sixty thousand? Shouldn't it be two hundred and ten thousand?
Yu Hua pretended not to see Mo Yan's eyes and kept a calm expression.
"That's quite a lot of money!"
Everyone expressed envy.
It is now 2000. Although the average monthly income of Guowen Group has already exceeded 1,000 yuan, the actual average monthly income of urban residents in China is only around 700 yuan. This is still the official statistical data. In real life, this number is definitely lower. Even 60,000 yuan is equivalent to several years' income of ordinary working-class people.
"Someone recently advised me to invest in stocks. It seems that it is really easy to make money in the stock market."
Qu Xiaowei was stimulated by the news and seemed eager to try and reap the rewards by investing in the A-share market.
"This is a benefit provided by the company, so don't join in the fun," Lin Weimin advised.
"I'm not greedy. If I can make 500,000 yuan by investing 1 million yuan, I'll be satisfied."
If retail investors want to make 50% profit on the A-share market, they will fail even if their ancestral graves burn.
The Benz goes in and the bicycle comes out; the coal boss goes in and the car boss comes out.
Even the stock god has to pay tuition to get in, and if the retail investors get cut in half and run away, you are lucky. Those who are not strong enough can only come out with cheap pants.
Qu Xiaowei demonstrated through his actions what it means that ignorance is fearless.
"You have to keep the passbook safe." Based on the principle of curing illness and saving lives, Lin Weimin instructed Liu Haiyan.
"Don't worry."
As someone close to Qu Xiaowei, Liu Haiyan is very aware of her husband's "unlucky" nature. If it weren't for the help from his friends, he would not have been able to live such a comfortable life over the years.
Qu Xiaowei was blocked by the two men and was very depressed. He turned around and muttered to Yu Hua.
The party came to an end, the bill was paid, and everyone prepared to leave.
Mo Yan walked beside Yu Hua and asked, "Didn't you make 210,000 yuan?"
Yu Hua was startled, and hurriedly pulled him back, pleading with his eyes, and whispered, "Keep your voice down! We can talk about this later."
Mo Yan was just testing the waters, and seeing Yu Hua's reaction, he already knew what was going on.
Having caught Yu Hua's handle, Mo Yan was in a good mood, "Then how did you get the bonus you were fined?"
Yu Hua used his own private money to buy stocks, and now the stocks have not been cashed out. His year-end bonus was also confiscated, so he must gloss over this matter.
Yu Hua looked furtively at Cheng Hong who was chatting with everyone and said, "I borrowed it from Teacher Lin."
I see.
Mo Yan looked at Lin Weimin with a bit of admiration. Who said that there is no impenetrable wall in the Chinese Literature Society?
Teacher Lin’s wall blocks both wind and rain.
(End of this chapter)
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