Chapter 143 Xincheng Publishing House
Sometimes confidence can also determine the situation.
If it were half a year ago, when the Gu family was still farming in the village, Gu Siqing's book was about to be published and she could get 3,000 yuan in royalties, the whole family would probably set off firecrackers to celebrate.
Gu Jianguo and Wang Yueju lived a very frugal life and only saved 2,200 yuan in more than ten years. Gu Siqing earned 3,000 yuan in one go. How could they not be happy?
Even if Gu Siqing asked for commission and royalties, they would advise her to get the 3,000 yuan first.
But now they earn thousands of yuan a day. They may not ignore the 3,000 yuan, but at least they don’t think it is so important that they can give up bigger opportunities for it.
Everyone has ideals, but how can you talk about ideals when you are hungry?
Why do the rich get richer? Because they won’t give up their future for the sake of immediate benefits.
But for the poor, this immediate benefit may be the foundation of their lives, and they simply do not have the energy to think about things further ahead.
So sometimes capital also determines your height and pattern.
With the support of her family, Gu Siqing called Yu Jianbai the next day and asked him about the private publishing house. Yu Jianbai was very interested in Gu Siqing's book publishing and had contacted the publishing house after returning home yesterday.
"They said we can have a face-to-face meeting." Yu Jianbai said, "But I have something important to do today, so I won't go with you. I've already said hello to them."
"It's okay, go ahead and do your thing." Gu Siqing said immediately, "My dad also said he'd treat you to dinner when he's free."
Yu Jianbai also wanted to make close friends with Gu Siqing, so he didn't refuse. He said, "Okay, I'll have a couple of drinks with your dad then."
Yu Jianbai gave Gu Siqing the address of the publishing house before hanging up the phone.
The whole family planned to go to the publishing house together. Just as they were about to leave, Han Deyi came over and said he had to go back to Lizhou first. He was mainly buying a house this time, and he would return once he finished.
Gu Jianguo told him that he planned to rent out the house. Han Deyi said that he would also do so and left all the matters to Gu Jianguo. Naturally, Gu Jianguo did not refuse.
This private publishing house is called Xincheng International Publishing House. It's not far from the Renmin Hotel, just two or three bus stops away. Gu Siqing watched the six of them waiting for the bus. She thought to herself that when they buy a car in the future, they need to buy a large one, otherwise there won't be enough space.
If they get married and have a few children in the future, if they want a car for travel, they will probably have to prepare a bus.
Thinking about that scene, Gu Siqing couldn't help but laugh.
The bus arrived and the whole family got on it. They rode for three stops and got off. They followed the address Yu Jianbai gave them and found that Xincheng Publishing House was located in a courtyard.
They walked to the door and saw it was open. There was a commotion inside, as if someone was arguing. Gu Jianguo hesitated for a moment and then took the lead, followed by Gu Siqing and the others.
After entering, I saw an old lady in her sixties holding her waist, pointing at two men wearing glasses and cursing: "You are so heartless. I am an old woman with no income and I rely on this rent to make a living. You rented the house but don't pay the rent. You..." followed by some very unpleasant words.
The two men wearing glasses were so angry that their faces flushed red. The thinner man said, "Auntie Li, we paid the rent and gave it to your son two days ago. Look, this is the receipt your son issued."
The old lady didn't even bother to look at the receipt. "I won't look at it. I can't read. You rented the house from me, so why should you pay him the rent?"
Man with glasses: ""
Another fatter man wearing glasses saw Gu Jianguo and the others coming over and asked, "Who are you?"
"Editor-in-Chief Yu introduced us here," Gu Jianguo said, stepping forward. "My daughter's book is about to be published."
"Oh, 'Whose Childhood Wasn't Troubled', right?" the man asked. Seeing Gu Jianguo nod, he smiled and led them into the office, saying apologetically as they left, "There was a misunderstanding with the landlord. I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
He spoke politely. Gu Jianguo had met Yu Jianbai before, and knew that this was how cultured people were. He smiled without saying anything. Gu Jianguo was somewhat cautious when interacting with these cultured people. Perhaps because he himself was uneducated, he had a certain respect for those who were.
Entering the office, the man introduced himself. "My name is Xue Yuanming, and I'm the president of a publishing house. Which one of you is a sticky rice dumpling?"
Xue Yuanming had read the newspaper serial "Whose Childhood Wasn't Troubled" and naturally knew Gu Siqing's pen name. When he saw this pen name, he told his friends that the author must be young, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen such a pen name.
"I am." Gu Siqing said.
Yu Jianbai had told him about Gu Siqing's general situation, so when Xue Yuanming saw Gu Siqing, he was not surprised by her young age.
He looked at Gu Siqing and said, "Editor-in-Chief Yu told me about your situation. If you want to use royalties to settle your remuneration, we can do that here. Our publisher publishes foreign classics in China, and the way we settle remuneration for foreign authors is also through royalties."
Xue Yuanming picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip of water and said, "However, we need to discuss the royalty rate."
Gu Siqing remained silent, feeling they weren't ready to discuss royalties yet. At this moment, the thinner man with glasses, who had been talking to the landlady outside, came in. Xue Yuanming introduced him to Gu Siqing and the others, saying, "This is the vice president, Xu Hongwen."
Xu Hongwen smiled at everyone in the Gu family and said, "I'm sorry, there are some problems with the yard we rented."
"Did they collect the rent twice?" Gu Erhui asked.
Xu Hongwen was more talkative than Xue Yuanming. When asked this question, he said with a depressed look, "That's right. Her son collected rent from us before, and now she's collecting it again. Besides, this house belongs to several families. We have to pay rent to several families every month. It's very troublesome."
Gu Erhui: "That's really troublesome. It's better if the house is owned by one family."
Xu Hongwen sighed, "That's true. But houses like that are hard to find. We were in a hurry to open our business, so we rented this place. Now that I think about it, I shouldn't have been so anxious."
"Indeed," Gu Erhui continued, "Aren't you from Kyoto?"
"I'm from Kyoto, but when I rented an apartment, I didn't expect there would be so much trouble."
“It’s really troublesome.”
Gu Erhui and Xu Hongwen chatted back and forth, and soon they had a general understanding of the situation of this publishing house.
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