Chapter 95 Lin Weimin's Orientation
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wei Junyi standing at the door, looking at Lin Weimin with a gloating look on her face.
This kid just talked a lot in the office, saying that he wanted to switch to Harvest. This is tantamount to treason. Old Madam Wei will definitely not forgive him.
Wei Junyi is over sixty years old, with a head full of white hair. He stood there with a serious expression, intimidating without even getting angry. Lin Weimin, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly stopped talking.
He was not really a fool. The few disrespectful words he said to Xie Mingqing just now were meant for the people present to hear.
Nowadays, it doesn't matter if the manuscript is poorly written, the editor will be patient and help you revise it. The most frightening thing is that it is blocked due to various values and political issues. Not only is it a question of whether the manuscript can be published, but even the original author can be easily implicated.
He had heard this from Jiang Zilon when he was at the Institute of Literature.
In 1975, Jiang Zilong published a novel in the Tianjin Evening News, which was picked up by the ruling party at the time and used as a propaganda weapon and widely publicized.
This incident was like a double-edged sword. In 1975, it made Jiang Zilon famous overnight in Tianjin and became a promising young writer.
But after the storm, Jiang Zilong was naturally suspected and rejected by some people. After he published his famous work "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office", the worst time was when the "Tianjin Daily" used fourteen pages to specifically attack Jiang Zilong.
At that time, the wave of criticism against Jiang Zilong was getting higher and higher. If it were not for the literary predecessor Mr. Chen Huangmei who spoke out in time to support him, Jiang Zilong would probably have been drowned out by the criticism.
Lin Weimin does not think there are any principled issues with the content of "Farewell My Concubine", but he still wants to take precautions.
There is no problem for People's Literature to publish Farewell My Concubine, so it should make its attitude clear and serve as a good backer for it.
"Editor-in-Chief, please judge for yourself. I gave the manuscript to Teacher Xie because I was thinking about our Chinese Literature Publishing House. But it's stuck with Editor-in-Chief Zhang. What's going on?"
Wei Junyi said with a sullen face, "There's nothing wrong with your manuscript, so how could Guangnian hold you back? Besides, can that be called a hold? Who has the final say in the editorial department? Whether a manuscript can be published or not, that all has to be decided after a meeting. You work at Contemporary, how could you not know this?"
Lin Weimin muttered quietly, "What could be wrong with my manuscript? It's very well written, even Mr. Wan praised it."
Wei Junyi couldn't stand his boasting. "It's well written, but why? Our editor can't ask questions?"
Lin Weimin asked quietly: "Did you see it?"
The old lady snorted before saying, "I'm not sure, let me take a look."
Lin Weimin immediately took advantage of the situation and asked, "Tell me, is this a good work?"
"Don't be so unreasonable." The old lady glared, "How can the things written by our Chinese Literature Society be spread outside? If I hear you say those words again, I will let Lao Meng punish you."
Facing the threat from Old Lady Wei, Lin Weimin shrank his neck and said, "I was just saying that! I don't think highly of Harvest. It's far inferior to our People's Literature and Contemporary."
This guy's way of changing his attitude according to the situation made Wei Junyi laugh. "Just go back to work. Why are you hanging around during work hours? I'll let you know when the manuscript is available."
"Okay, you're busy, you're busy."
Lin Weimin left cautiously with an embarrassed look on his face.
Wei Junyi looked at his back and shook her head helplessly. This rascal was as bad as Monkey King. No one could catch him.
When the other people in the office saw Lin Weimin being scolded by Wei Junyi and leaving obediently, they all smiled. As the saying goes, evil will be punished by evil.
Xie Mingqing stepped forward and asked, "Did Editor-in-Chief Guangnian really ask you to read the manuscript?"
Wei Junyi nodded and said, "He's not sure either. What if he doesn't show it to me?"
"That manuscript..." Xie Mingqing also wanted to know whether this manuscript could be published.
"Let's talk about it at the pre-editing meeting next week."
Wei Junyi did not give a clear answer, which made Xie Mingqing feel unsure whether this manuscript could be published.
Lin Weimin returned to the back building dejectedly. The joy he had felt when he first received the call about earning royalties had long since disappeared.
"Hey, Weimin!" Yao Shuzhi came over with a gossipy look on her face.
"What is it?"
"I heard that your new novel was withheld by Lao Zhang?"
Lin Weimin looked at Yao Shuzhi warily, "How did you know?"
"Few people in the community don't know about it." said Yao Shuzhi.
Lin Weimin frowned. I was the last one to know about this. Where did these people get this gossip from?
Yao Shuzhi asked hesitantly: "For the people..."
"What's wrong?"
"Did you hear?"
"What did you hear?"
Yao Shuzhi quickly shook her head, "Nothing."
"Hey!"
Did you eat and vomit when playing with me?
Lin Weimin's mind was immediately attracted by Yao Shuzhi's acting.
He stared into Yao Shuzhi's eyes and said, "Don't try this on me. Speak!"
Yao Shuzhi hesitated and said, "Then what can I say?"
"explain!"
"Well... there are rumors in the company now that you have problems... that aspect."
"That aspect? Which aspect?" Lin Weimin was confused for a moment.
Yao Shuzhi winked and said, "It's... that aspect! Didn't you write about Cheng Dieyi?"
Lin Weimin paused for several seconds before suddenly realizing.
"Fuck!"
Finally understanding what Yao Shuzhi meant, Lin Weimin flew into a rage, "Who the hell is this bastard who spread rumors about me?"
Yao Shuzhi quickly covered his mouth, "Don't shout, don't shout!"
He pushed Yao Shuzhi's hand away, "Nonsense, how can I not shout? You can't be so mean! Damn it, don't let me catch which grandson is spreading rumors about me behind my back. If I find out, I won't be able to kill him!"
Lin Weimin was jumping up and down and cursing in the office, and his colleagues all had strange smiles on their faces.
Lin Weimin, who has always been shrewd and lively, will also be plotted against one day. It’s funny to think about it.
"Damn it! I'm so pissed off!"
Lin Weimin cursed for a long time, but he couldn't find the person who spread the rumors behind the scenes. He could only sit down on the chair angrily and take a sip of the cold tea in the enamel pot.
"Sister Yao, who told you that?" he asked unwillingly.
Seeing that he looked like he was going to call me to task, Yao Shuzhi was worried, "That's what everyone in the community says."
Lin Weimin was speechless. Is it true that it takes only one mouth to spread rumors but takes a lot of effort to refute them?
He only submitted the manuscript to the front building a week ago, so it should have taken even longer for others to see it. How could it have spread throughout the entire Chinese Literature Society in just a few days?
Lin Weimin was depressed. He just wrote an alternative character, but how did he get implicated? Even he, the original author, was not spared.
How stupid!
After all, it is a national publishing organization, yet they allow such rumors to spread.
Lin Weimin was deeply saddened by the deterioration of the social atmosphere.
(End of this chapter)
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