Chapter 85 Come and see Cheng Xuyuan
Editor-in-Chief Zhu did not say anything about Lao Fu’s objection, but looked at Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "I think we can sell 10,000 copies."
"Because Xinhua Bookstore basically collects requests from various places to decide how many more copies to print."
"I think many readers will be disappointed when they find that our magazine is not available in the bookstore, rather than immediately asking the bookstore to buy it."
"So the number they gave is a little conservative."
"Also, I suggest that we publish more articles like "Things About the Ming Dynasty" in our magazine in the future."
"Most readers will not understand content that is too professional."
"Scientific articles like this can not only improve people's understanding of history, but also further increase the sales of our magazine."
Lao Zhou's words made everyone present a little stunned.
Our magazine is worthy of saying that it has increased sales.
Editor-in-Chief Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "I think what Lao Zhou said makes a lot of sense. Let's mobilize our connections and authors we are familiar with to write more articles on this subject."
"Sister Mo, Dangnian Mingyue's manuscript was written very quickly. He has already given us an 80,000-word manuscript. Can you talk to him about whether we can publish 40,000 words per issue of his book, Ming Dynasty Matters, in the future?"
"Of course, we must ensure both quality and quantity."
Mo Yunqi said: "Okay, I'll communicate with him."
"But he has been back to his hometown recently and will come back after the New Year."
Editor-in-Chief Zhu said, "If you can't get in touch, then we'll publish 40,000 words in the next issue."
"By the way, Sister Mo, when he comes back, please invite him to come to the magazine office."
"There are some things I hope to talk to him about."
Mo Yunqi naturally did not refuse this request.
Meng Dezhi listened to his wife's retelling and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Xiao Cheng would actually change the direction of your magazine's content."
Mo Yunqi said: "I didn't expect it either."
"I think if our magazine were to change in this direction, perhaps sales would increase further."
“After all, a lot of history is actually stories.”
Meng Dezhi nodded and said, "Don't tell him about this matter when you meet him next time, so as to avoid making him proud."
"I don't know if this kid has returned to his hometown."
Mo Yunqi smiled and said, "It should have arrived a long time ago."
"It's just that his vacation is a bit long. I can't see him until after the Chinese New Year."
Meng Dezhi said: "I hope that boy will not forget to write when he returns to his hometown."
"By the way, there is a very good novel in the Yanjing Literature and Art that Yuqing bought today. You can take a look at it later."
"I watched it twice and still can't get enough!"
As he was talking, Meng Dezhi picked up the "Yen Jing Literature and Art" on the table and said, "It's the first article "When Happiness Knocks on the Door"."
“Although there are confessions of experiences in it, more importantly, it shows a positive attitude towards life.”
Mo Yunqi rarely heard her husband speak so highly of a novel, so she said, "Then I must read it carefully."
As he spoke, Mo Yunqi picked up the magazine and began to read it quietly.
Meng Dezhi picked up a document and started looking through it.
More than ten minutes later, Meng Dezhi suddenly looked up and found that there seemed to be some tears in Mo Yunqi's eyes.
He couldn't help but ask with concern: "What's wrong?"
"You were a little too focused." Mo Yunqi said, "No wonder you were able to watch it twice!"
"Let me read it again."
Meng Dezhi looked at his wife who no longer paid attention to him and continued to focus on the book, and couldn't help but smile. After all, it was an achievement that something he recommended was recognized.
Meng Dezhi thought that he would have to wait until after the New Year before he could contact Cheng Xuyuan.
However, he did not expect that the next morning, he received a call from Cheng Xuyuan from Liguotun Commune.
For Cheng Xuyuan, if he wanted an advance on his royalties, he would have to trouble Meng Dezhi. There were only two ways to contact Meng Dezhi as soon as possible, one was by phone and the other was by telegram.
The telegram had too few words to express clearly, and it was also a bit slow.
So Cheng Xuyuan decided to use the phone. Although it was a bit expensive, he could make things clear.
At that time in Liguotun Township, there were only two places with telephones, one was the township commune, and the other was the post office.
In order to make this call, Cheng Xuyuan first found his second grandfather to get a certificate in the village, and then rode his bicycle on the bumpy dirt road for half an hour before arriving at Liguotun Commune.
Although it is the seat of a commune, it looks like just a larger village.
On the only relatively spacious street, there are several units scattered around, including the commune, post office, and supply and marketing cooperative.
Because it was not a market day when Cheng Xuyuan came, other places were deserted except for a few people in the supply and marketing cooperative.
In the post office, two female staff members were chatting.
One of the staff members who was in his forties said, "Xiaojuan, let me tell you, when you are looking for a partner, you can't just look at the appearance, you also have to consider the family background..."
Cheng Xuyuan came in for a while, and the two of them were just chatting and ignored him.
Faced with this situation, Cheng Xuyuan could only interrupt and say, "Hello, comrade, I want to make a phone call."
The middle-aged woman glanced at Cheng Xuyuan and said unceremoniously: "Can't you see we are busy?"
The young female staff member's eyes lit up when she saw Cheng Xuyuan.
Cheng Xuyuan has a good appearance to begin with, and he is now wearing the same clothes he wears for work in Yanjing. He doesn't look like a farmer at all.
"Aunt Zhao, let's talk later. I'll take care of it for him."
As she spoke, she turned to Cheng Xuyuan and said, "If you want to make a call, fill out the form first."
After taking the form, Cheng Xuyuan saw that in addition to his own information, there was also the information of the person answering the phone. After quickly filling it out, Cheng Xuyuan handed the form over.
The young female staff member saw Cheng Xuyuan was going to call Yanjing and asked in surprise, "You want to make a long-distance call. Did you bring the letter of introduction?"
Cheng Xuyuan immediately took out the letter of introduction that his second grandfather had written in advance and handed it over.
The female staff member saw that it said: Here is Cheng Xuyuan, a person from our village who is back to visit his relatives, and his work unit is... Nancheng Cultural Center..."
"You...you work in Yanjing?"
"Yes, this is my work ID." Although Cheng Xuyuan felt uncomfortable about the trouble of making a phone call, he still handed over his work ID.
Aunt Zhao, who was eating melon seeds out of boredom, also looked at Cheng Xuyuan at this time.
The indifferent look just now was now full of curiosity.
"Are you from Chengjiazhuang Brigade? How many Cheng Xuyuans are there in your Chengjiazhuang Brigade?" the young female staff member asked again.
Cheng Xuyuan said: "I am the only Cheng Xuyuan in our village."
"So, you...you are the Cheng Xuyuan who was admitted to Yenching University?" The young female staff member was a little excited.
Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "I heard that the score should be enough, but he hasn't been admitted yet!"
"You scored 342 points, so you will definitely pass." The young female staff member said, "My name is Li Hongmei. I also took the exam this year, but I only scored less than 100 points."
“It’s not even enough for a technical secondary school.”
"How come you are so amazing that you can get over 340 points!"
Aunt Zhao was already curious about Cheng Xuyuan because he worked in Yanjing. When she heard that he was Cheng Xuyuan, she immediately walked over quickly.
"Are you Cheng Xuyuan from Chengjiazhuang, the Cheng Xuyuan who was admitted to Yanjing University?"
Looking at the excited Aunt Zhao, Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "I am Cheng Xuyuan. I haven't been admitted to Yanjing University yet. I don't know if I have been admitted or not."
"I'm coming over to make a phone call."
"Hongmei, call first. I'll talk to Xiao Cheng!" Aunt Zhao waved her hand and made arrangements towards Li Hongmei.
Li Hongmei couldn't help but pout.
She wanted to chat with Cheng Xuyuan more, but how could Aunt Zhao just snatch her away without saying a word?
But Aunt Zhao is not only her elder, but also her leader, so she has no choice but to listen.
At that moment, she picked up the receiver and started talking on the list written by Cheng Xuyuan.
Aunt Zhao said to Cheng Xuyuan, "Xiao Cheng, you did so well in the exam, do you have any secret?"
"Aunt Zhao, there is no secret. Just study hard." Although he was very impatient, Cheng Xuyuan still chatted with her.
He knew very well that if Aunt Zhao in front of him was unhappy, he might not be able to make the call.
Don’t say that I have to pay for the phone call. If someone tells you that the call cannot be connected, what can you do?
I patiently chatted with Aunt Zhao for more than ten minutes before the call was finally connected.
Cheng Xuyuan picked up the black receiver and heard a crackling sound of electric current.
"Who's looking for me?" Fortunately, Meng Dezhi's voice came from inside.
Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "Lao Meng, it's me, Cheng Xuyuan."
"Hey, Xiao Cheng, I was just looking for you! I want to tell you that my wife's magazine is going to print more copies of your article!"
"By the way, they also said that they hope to update "Things About the Ming Dynasty" with 40,000 words in each issue in the future."
Meng Dezhi said loudly: "You called me, what's the matter?"
Cheng Xuyuan asked, "Meng, will you give me a raise for this additional print run?"
"You little comrade, why is it that money is on your mind all the time?"
"Okay, okay, I'll ask you later."
Cheng Xuyuan was about to say something, but saw Li Hongmei took out a dollar and pointed it at him.
Looking at the money, Cheng Xuyuan suddenly understood.
Telephone charges, especially long-distance calls, are very expensive nowadays.
"Lao Meng, my family is in need of money now. Can you give me two months' royalties first? After all, I have already submitted the manuscript." Cheng Xuyuan, who didn't care about the nagging, asked quickly.
Meng Dezhi said: "This is easy."
"I'll urge you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Old Meng." Although Cheng Xuyuan felt that Meng Dezhi could not refuse, he agreed now and he felt relieved.
"By the way, when you send the remittance slip, please also mail me a copy of the magazine so I can tell my family about this. The phone call is too expensive, let's talk after I return to Yanjing." After Cheng Xuyuan finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone.
Meng Dezhi on the other end of the phone said, "Okay, leave it to me, I'll be there soon."
"By the way, I would like to recommend you a novel called "When Happiness Knocks on the Door". It is very good and was published in this issue of "Yanjing Literature and Art". You can take a look."
Hearing this recommendation, Cheng Xuyuan was speechless.
Just when he was about to hang up, the other end hung up.
When Cheng Xuyuan hung up the phone, Li Hongmei said helplessly: "Your call took too long. It costs two yuan."
Two dollars could buy two kilograms of meat, which was not a small amount of money for people at that time.
Cheng Xuyuan was in a good mood after finishing his work, so he took out two dollars from his pocket and handed it over.
Just at this moment, two middle-aged women suddenly came over and asked, "Are you Cheng Xuyuan?"
Seeing these two people, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned for a moment. He just said one, and Aunt Zhao introduced them: "They are from our supply and marketing cooperative, and they came here specially to see you, the top scholar!"
The supply and marketing cooperative was right next to the post office. Just as Cheng Xuyuan was about to say hello, he saw seven or eight people walk in.
They were clearly not dressed like villagers, and as soon as they came in, their eyes fell on Cheng Xuyuan.
"Everyone, this is our county's top scorer in the college entrance examination, Cheng Xuyuan." Aunt Zhao's voice suddenly became much higher.
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