Chapter 37: Pretty big
Provincial capital, Dahe Publishing House.
Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu Dahe arrived at the office on time, made himself a cup of tea, moistened his throat comfortably, and then picked up the latest newspaper to read.
It is Lu Dahe's unshakable habit to spend half a day drinking tea and reading newspapers, and many people secretly complain about this.
But Lu Dahai never cared about these gossips. He was now second only to the emperor and above everyone else. Did he need to care about the gossips of those below him?
Besides, Lu Dahe believes that studying newspapers is his most important job.
In this turbulent time, the seemingly insignificant words in the newspaper could be the thunder before a rainstorm. A group of deaf and blind people can neither hear nor see. Isn't that just a good thing for Lu Dahe?
“Bang, bang, bang~”
The annoying knock on the door disturbed Lu Dahe who was reading the newspaper.
Lu Dahe frowned and looked up at the clock on the wall.
It was only 9:10, who was this blind fellow coming here to cause trouble? Didn't he know that Lu Dahe didn't like being disturbed at this time?
As for the president, the only person in the publishing house who could disturb Lu Dahe at will, he would never come and knock on the door. But if there was an internal call, Lu Dahe would have to run over to serve.
"Come in."
The door opened and a young man wearing glasses walked in.
Lu Dahe glanced at the person who came, took a sip of tea, and continued to read the newspaper with relish, as if he didn't notice that there was another person in the office.
The young man was very embarrassed, and after a few seconds of blushing, he said, "Hello, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, I came here to ask about the novel "Lush". What should I do next?"
Lu Dahe raised his eyelids, glanced at the young man from above the newspaper, and said slowly: "The society will study and decide how to deal with it. Why are you in such a hurry, young man?
People in our industry must not be impatient and must do a good job of screening for the sake of our readers."
The young man stood there and listened to Lu Dahe's teachings for three full minutes. He took advantage of the other party's drinking time to interrupt and said, "But Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, we have received the submission for several days. We should give him a reply, right?"
Lu Dahe put down the newspaper and stared at the young man coldly: "Gengzhi, how many years have you been in the agency?"
The young man named Gengzhi was stunned for a moment and said, "Three years, editor-in-chief."
Lu Dahe raised his voice and rebuked, "Do you think you are now qualified to instruct me on how to work?"
Gengzhi suddenly said in a panic: "No, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu, that's not what I meant."
"That's enough," Lu Dahe waved his hand solemnly, as if shooing away a fly, and said, "Get out! Do your job well, don't interfere with other colleagues, and don't violate discipline and contact the author privately."
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Gengzhi left the editor-in-chief's office with a rage in his heart. He really didn't understand what he had done wrong to offend his boss.
Last week, the publishing house received a novel manuscript, which fell into the hands of Gengzhi, the editor-in-chief.
The editor-in-charge is the editor who is responsible for directly communicating with the author. He or she must read the manuscripts every day to determine whether they are worth publishing, and then report to the superiors to decide the final fate of the manuscripts.
After Gengzhi opened the submission titled "Lurking", he was immediately amazed and gave it the highest rating.
And not only did Gengzhi receive the highest evaluation, but colleagues also gave unanimous praise after reviewing each other's work.
But surprisingly, after submitting the manuscript, there was no further news.
Several mature and prudent colleagues said that the subject matter of this novel is too sensitive. Although it is very nice and brilliant, it may not be allowed to be published.
But "The Hidden" is really outstanding. How could Gengzhi, who has not achieved any results for a long time, be willing to give up?
Today, Gengzhi couldn't hold it in any longer, so he went into Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu's office at an inappropriate time and was scolded.
Gengzhi returned to his desk and sat down, he was in a daze for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.
"Hey, Xiao Geng, Xiao Geng?"
The older sister who was sitting across from Gengzhi suddenly greeted Gengzhi in a low voice.
Gengzhi woke up in shock and asked quickly, "Sister Xu, what's wrong?"
Sister Xu whispered, "Did you go to see Deputy Editor-in-Chief Lu to ask about the book 'Insidious'?"
Gengzhi asked curiously, "Yes! Sister Xu, how did you know?"
"I know it as soon as I see your expression," Sister Xu said mysteriously, "Listen to me, give up!"
"What? Give up?" Gengzhi said in shock and anxiety: "Sister Xu, you have also read that novel. It would be a pity if you give up."
"Keep your voice down," Sister Xu looked around and said to Gengzhi, "It's you who are asked to give up, not the community."
Gengzhi was a little confused and asked in confusion: "Sister Xu, what do you mean? Can you explain it more clearly?"
Sister Xu pointed to the next door and said in a low voice, "According to reliable information, Xiao Feng next door has contacted that Seven-Inch Blade."
"What?"
"Why?"
Gengzhi stood up suddenly and looked at Sister Xu in disbelief. The fire that he had tried hard to hold back in his stomach suddenly burst out from his mouth and nose.
"Why? Don't you know why, Xiao Geng?
Just because Xiao Feng is a college student and Xiao Feng is handsome, the editor-in-chief's daughter, hey, Xiao Geng, where are you going?"
Before Sister Xu could finish her words, Gengzhi rushed towards the next office in anger.
A man in black sitting in the corner put down his teacup and complained to Sister Xu, "Old Xu, don't stir up trouble! If you make a fool of yourself, it will be embarrassing for everyone."
Sister Xu glanced at the other person and said, "Humph, then why didn't you stop Xiao Geng? Besides, Feng Bo is always acting like a bunch of scoundrels. I don't believe you can get used to it."
The man in black laughed and said, "Ha, I'm almost retired, what else can I not stand?"
Sister Xu looked at the other person with disdain: "Tsk, you are the most cunning one in the whole office."
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Gengzhi rushed into the next office, alarming the three colleagues inside.
Two of the colleagues immediately lowered their heads and pretended not to see Gengzhi.
Feng, who was sitting in the middle, looked at Gengzhi with his eyelids raised and said coldly, "What's the matter?"
Gengzhi didn't hesitate and asked directly, "Have you contacted that Seven-Inch Blade?"
Feng Bo said unhappily: "You should ask the editor-in-chief about this question instead of asking me."
Geng Zhi said angrily: "I just want to ask you, do you understand the rules? It's obviously my manuscript, why do you want to snatch it?"
The rules that Gengzhi mentioned are actually some implicit rules in the publishing house. Whoever receives the manuscript first owns it. Even if it is arranged by the higher-ups, you should refuse.
But Feng Bo obviously didn't care about any rules. Whatever was in the bowl was food, and whoever put his mouth out first got to eat first.
"If you have the ability, go ask the editor-in-chief. If you don't have the ability, get out."
"Can you say it again?"
"Say it eight more times"
"Ding-ling-ling~"
Just as the two were about to have a big fight, the phone in the office rang.
Feng Bo rushed to answer the phone immediately, adjusted his tone, and said in a friendly manner: "Hello, Dahe Publishing House."
"Yes, I'm Feng Bo. Seven-inch Blade? You are Li Ye, right?"
Gengzhi suddenly became anxious and reached out to grab Feng Bo's phone.
But Feng Bo looked at Gengzhi sternly and made a "hushing" gesture with his hand.
Gengzhi clenched his teeth and stopped the action abruptly.
Internal conflicts should not be laughed at by outsiders.
Feng Bo smiled complacently and said into the phone, "Yes, our suggestion is that you bring the remaining manuscripts to us, and we will make a decision on whether to publish it after analyzing and studying it."
"Why? Don't you know what's wrong with your own manuscript? Bring the full manuscript of the novel here, and we will send a professional editor to help you correct it."
"You don't have time to come? Why don't you have time to come?"
Unconsciously, Feng Bo's tone had changed, from being friendly and amiable at the beginning to being arrogant and domineering.
"What did you say? You want to prepare for an exam? What exam? Are you really a high school student?"
Feng Bo's voice suddenly rose, and the last sentence was almost shouted.
At the Qingshui County Post Office on the other end of the phone, Li Ye was also speechless.
[Aren’t editors of this era said to be very enthusiastic and passionate? ]
[Isn't it said that editors of this era are all very kind and open-minded? ]
[But judging from the voice on the other end, this person doesn't look that old! Why is he acting so old and so arrogant? ]
(End of this chapter)
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