"media?"
Fang Zhenyun turned around and shook his finger.
"Only a fool like Wang Shouyi would choose direct confrontation."
“Now, the name ‘Jian Shen’ is like a hedgehog in public opinion; anyone who touches it will bleed.”
He walked behind the huge mahogany desk, sat down, and tapped his fingers lightly on the surface.
"To publish a book, having readers and enthusiasm alone is far from enough."
"He forgot the most important thing: the ISBN!"
Even a top-tier publishing house like Bailu in Jiangsu Province, wanting to apply for an ISBN in Jiangsu Province...
It also required passing through the Press and Publication Bureau located in Jinling.
Fang Zhenyun thought for a moment and said to his assistant:
"Help me make an appointment with Director Zhao. Tell him I'm inviting him to dinner tonight to talk about recent creative trends."
Fang Zhenyun spoke in a nonchalant tone.
The Director Zhao he mentioned was Zhao Chuliang, the junior director of the approval section who was in charge of approving book numbers.
Although his official rank was not high, he wielded considerable real power.
The assistant immediately understood.
"Yes, I'll take care of it right away."
...
Jinling City
Inside a private room in an elegantly decorated club.
Fang Zhenyun personally poured a glass of aged Moutai for Zhao Chuliang across from him, the aroma of which filled the air.
He smiled and raised his glass, his posture very humble.
"Director Zhao, let me toast you first."
"Your hard work and dedication in the approval process are invaluable to the positive state of the literary scene in Jiangsu Province today."
Zhao Chuliang smiled contentedly and clinked glasses with him.
"Editor-in-Chief Fang, you're too kind. It's just part of my job."
After a few drinks, the atmosphere became lively.
Fang Zhenyun mentioned it seemingly casually:
"By the way, Lao Zhao, what about Wang De'an from 'New Tide' magazine in Jiangcheng lately?"
Is he going to give me a book number?
"Oh? Yes, that's true."
Zhao Chuliang put down his chopsticks.
"It's that very popular book recently, 'The Miracles of the Namiya General Store.' Old Wang has really struck gold this time!"
What? Editor-in-Chief Fang is interested too?
"Of course I'm interested. Who doesn't like good works?"
Fang Zhenyun sighed, then changed the subject, his tone tinged with worry.
"That book is indeed well-written and has warmth."
But those settings...
The interweaving of time and space, connecting the past, are all themes that tread carefully.
Old Wang is an idealist who doesn't consider the consequences.
But since we're in the situation, we can't help but think about his situation.
In case, I mean in case,
The book became a hit, and some people seized on this minor flaw, making a big deal out of it.
At that point, it probably won't just be a problem with one book.
That is the guiding principle for the entire literary scene in Jiangsu Province…
He didn't finish his sentence, but looked at Zhao Chuliang meaningfully.
Zhao Chuliang's hand, which was reaching for food, froze in mid-air.
The alcohol on his face instantly subsided.
What he fears most in his position is this kind of "guidance" problem that he can't shake off once he gets involved.
He put down his chopsticks, tapped his finger on the table, and looked troubled.
"Editor-in-Chief Fang, well... Old Wang isn't new to publishing."
Bailu Publishing House is even more experienced.
Surely I wouldn't make such a mistake?
Fang Zhenyun sighed, as if he were genuinely worried about his friend:
"Old Zhao, you know how highly 'Jian Shen' is being praised these days."
It's understandable that Lao Wang wants to capitalize on this opportunity and create a big news story.
But think about it,
What if some rival really does try to pin the label of "promoting supernatural and bizarre phenomena" on us?
If the higher-ups blame him, the blame will fall on Old Wang.
Or is it your approval department that's being targeted?
This statement precisely hit Zhao Chuliang's sore spot.
He fell silent.
Seeing that the time was right, Fang Zhenyun stopped pressing.
He patted the back of his hand, his tone earnest:
"Old Zhao, we're friends, that's why I'm telling you these heartfelt things."
I don't mean for you to make things difficult for him, I just hope that as the regulatory body, you can be more cautious.
Let's do more research and have more discussions.
This is both to help Lao Wang make a decision and to let him calm down.
It's also about protecting the reputation of the entire literary scene in Jiangsu Province.
Playing it safe is always a good idea. Don't you agree?
"Slow down, be steady..."
Zhao Chuliang pondered these words repeatedly, his eyes flickering.
for a long time,
He finally picked up his glass.
He took the initiative to clink glasses with Fang Zhenyun and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
When he looked up again, his eyes had changed:
"Editor-in-Chief Fang, you're the one who reminded me."
This matter definitely needs further investigation.
...
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