Beicheng Daily, Wen Qianjin has found out through the postal department that the person who sent out the two articles is Gu Chun, and her work unit according to the information is Beicheng Textile Factory.
Wen Qianjin called the factory director's office directly.
After hanging up the phone, Director Liu was still confused. The comrade from Beicheng Daily asked him whether Gu Chun was an employee of the textile factory.
After getting a definite answer, he said he would come to the factory and hoped to meet Comrade Gu Chun.
Deputy Director Wang, standing by, was very disdainful: "She's just a little girl. Why would the newspaper want her? Could she have done something bad?"
Director Liu glanced at him and said, "Comrade Wang, if you don't have any evidence, I hope you won't arbitrarily accuse our comrades."
Deputy Director Wang was embarrassed. "I didn't blame her. Director, you're being too indulgent with this little girl. As a textile factory employee, it's fine for her to go to the garment factory to help out, but shouldn't she hand over her bonus from the garment factory?"
He found out that Gu Chun won a few hundred yuan in bonus after going to the Canton Fair, which was not even his annual salary.
Director Liu sneered inwardly, knowing how petty he was: "Comrade Wang, how can that be called indulgence? Comrade Gu Chun has brought honor to our textile factory. The newspaper used our factory's name to interview her.
And that bonus, that's what Gu Chun deserves based on her own ability. How can I be so ashamed to ask her to hand it over?"
After being scolded by him, Deputy Director Wang's face became even uglier.
Fortunately, a colleague smoothed things over and gave him a way out.
He was very dissatisfied in his heart. In this factory, he had no power and had to listen to Liu Changzheng in everything.
Once his niece marries into the family of the director of the food factory, he will have support and will sooner or later drive Liu Changzheng out of office.
In the afternoon, the Beicheng Daily arrived at the textile factory office.
When Gu Chun knocked on the door and came in, he saw a well-mannered middle-aged man talking to Director Liu, who seemed very excited.
As soon as he saw Gu Chun coming in, he quickly called out, "Gu Chun, come here quickly. This is the editor of the North City Daily. He's here to see you. What article did you write?"
Gu Chun rolled his eyes, feeling a little helpless. How could this vest be taken off so quickly?
Wen Qianjin shook her hand. "Hello, I'm Wen Qianjin, editor of the North City Daily. Are you Comrade Gu Chun? You're really young and promising."
Gu Chun nodded politely: "Hello, I'm Gu Chun, what can I do for you?"
Director Liu asked them to sit down and talk.
"Comrade Gu Chun, your article, 'A Rural Woman's Self-Rescue,' was incredibly popular. We've increased your royalties this time, and we've brought it to you today."
Gu Chun took the envelope, which was quite thick, but she didn't open it.
Factory Director Liu's face was filled with shock. "What? You wrote that article? And the one about 'Women Textile Workers'?"
Gu Chun scratched his head: "Yes, Director, I'm sorry, I didn't want to be too high-profile, so I used a pen name."
Director Liu laughed heartily. "I knew the author was a factory worker. Now that I know it's you, I'm not surprised. You're such a brilliant kid. You wrote such a great article."
Fearing they would chat for too long, Wen Qianjin hurriedly said, "Comrade Gu Chun, I came to see you because Director Zhou wanted to invite you to be our columnist. Please write more articles for us to publish. We can discuss the royalties later."
A feeling of joy came over her spontaneously. Columnist, she, Gu Chun, actually managed to become a writer in this era.
Although she knew that many people read her articles, she did not expect the newspaper to have such high expectations of her.
"Um, editor, do you have that much confidence in me?"
Wen Qianjin smiled and said, "Of course. Your two articles are so well written. Even our director was so excited after reading them."
"Comrade Gu Chun, are you willing to do this column?"
Gu Chun had a bright smile on his face: "I do."
Wen Qianjin was very happy to get her consent. After negotiating a new level of royalties, he went home.
After he left, Director Liu patted Gu Chun on the shoulder and said, "Comrade Gu Chun, you really bring honor to our textile factory. If your parents saw how good you are now, they would definitely be very proud."
Gu Chun was a little embarrassed: "Um, Director, can you keep my article a secret for me? I don't want anyone else to know."
Director Liu had originally wanted to praise her on the radio, but after hearing what she said, he also remembered that she was using a pen name and didn't want anyone to know.
"This is a good thing, why are you still hiding it?"
"You know, I've been too high-profile lately. If people knew I was earning royalties from writing, it wouldn't be good for our family."
Director Liu also understood her concerns, sighed in his heart, and thought helplessly that without the protection of his parents, she really could only hide her edge.
Hearing that Director Liu agreed, Gu Chun felt relieved.
She doesn't want to take off this vest yet.
Then she looked at Director Liu, her eyes rolling around, and a good idea came to her mind...
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The next day was the weekend, and Gu Chun remembered that Huang Xiuxiu's issue had not been resolved yet.
This could be a bomb, and you never know when it will explode.
She wanted to extinguish this spark before Xiuxiu fell deeply in love.
So she asked Huang Xiuxiu to go shopping with her.
"Xiu Xiu, I heard there's fresh seafood at the market in South City. Let's go check it out."
Huang Xiuxiu doesn’t care. She is happy as long as she is playing with her good friends.
To be honest, she always felt that being with her boyfriend was not as happy as playing with Gu Chun.
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