Chapter 138 A good opportunity to make a fortune
“Indeed, I do think so.”
“Don’t envy me, you are now the deputy director, you have a bright future! Besides, you guys are Are there fewer benefits for cadres? Food, housing, and daily necessities. How many people are envious of you if you transfer my fund-raising house to me for half the price compared to the market price? "
"The benefits are good, but I really don't have much money in my pocket." Zhao Hongjun took a mouthful of food, chewed slowly, and said, "Actually, there are many ways to make money, so let me be in charge of coal. Let’s allocate it. The unplanned coal price is several times higher than the planned price. If you approve any note, the benefits will be tens of thousands.”
Two-track price system!
Fang Minghua quickly thought of a term.
"Then why didn't you do that?" he asked.
"Uncle Zhao is very strict. I heard that Uncle Zhao repeatedly ordered the Red Army brother not to do this." Song Tangtang interjected.
"Yes, the old man is strict, but this is only one aspect. On the other hand, I am worried." Zhao Hongjun said.
“Worried?”
"This thing is a bottomless pit. The first time you are approved, there will be a second time. If you promise someone, another person will come to your door. To be honest, Minghua, among the friends I have made, you are the only one. He has never taken the initiative to ask me for anything.”
“Doesn’t color TV count? Doesn’t fund-raising housing count?” Fang Minghua asked with a smile.
"I took the initiative to give you the fund-raising house. Your house is already difficult. As for a color TV ticket, that's nothing! Someone asked me for a few fucking dozens of them! 200 yuan Just a piece of money and resell it! I still want to do this."
"You did it?"
"If you want to do it, I still don't care about the coal business. It’s much bigger than this,” Zhao Hongjun said lazily.
"It's better to take it easy." Fang Minghua advised.
"I know better than to talk about this. Let's drink. We won't come home until we're drunk!" Zhao Hongjun raised his glass after speaking.
Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang also raised their glasses.
Perhaps this is the mentality of cadres with some real power in this era, right?
Today is Thursday. Song Tangtang did not go to night school in the evening, so he took the bus to the magazine office to find Fang Minghua, mainly to read the manuscripts he wrote.
While the girl was reading, she sometimes put forward some of her own opinions, and of course she helped proofread and correct some typos in it.
"Minghua, I think you described this week's great person as if Kong Ming was alive." Song Tangtang said after reading a part of the plot.
Fang Minghua usually rests at this time, drinks tea, and sings some songs to refresh his mind.
During the day, I don’t have much time to review manuscripts. Most of the time I am still busy writing. One day, I was feeling dizzy and the girl came, so I wanted to chat to change my mind.
Now that Song Tangtang said this, he explained: "Folklore, the description of nature is a bit magical. Anyway, this person doesn't come forward, so others will explain it."
Song Tangtang nodded after hearing this, picked up the pen and corrected two typos, and continued reading.
At this moment, I suddenly saw a young man hurriedly walking into the yard outside the bamboo curtain, and broke into the house without saying hello.
It’s Zhao Hongjun.
I saw his face full of excitement and holding a book in his hand. When he saw Song Tangtang sitting next to him, he immediately started joking.
“Hey, Tangtang is here too? I didn’t bother you two to have sex, right?”
"What are you doing? Tangtang is helping me proofread the manuscript!" Fang Minghua replied dissatisfied.
"No way? It's such a good time. I see there's no one else in your yard."
The more this guy talks, the more outrageous he becomes.
Just when Fang Minghua was about to argue, Song Tangtang next to him spoke: "Brother Red Army, I saw you and a girl in the Labor Park that day and I was embarrassed to continue watching. Otherwise, I will tell Uncle Zhao about you. What were you doing at that time?”
“Bie Tangtang, please don’t!” Zhao Hongjun was shocked.
"What are they doing?" Fang Minghua suddenly became curious. "Let's not talk about this. Minghua, I came to you today to read a book to you!" Zhao Hongjun quickly changed the subject and put the book in his hand on the desk.
Fang Minghua looked at it.
"The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!
It’s still in traditional Chinese!
"Did you get it from Xiangjiang?" Fang Minghua asked.
He knows that so far Jin Yong's novels have not been published in the mainland.
Zhao Hongjun nodded as expected: "Yes, a friend of mine brought it from Xiangjiang. It's so beautiful! I'm not belittling you. It's much better than the ones you wrote!"
Fang Minghua was speechless.
Do you compare popular literature with serious literature?
It's not a track.
After hearing what Zhao Hongjun said, Song Tangtang, who was sitting next to him, curiously picked up the book and looked at it carefully.
Zhao Hongjun was still very excited and sat down on the stool next to him.
“Tell you what, man, I found a way to get rich!”
A way to get rich? !
Seeing that his good friend looked like he had been injected with chicken blood, Fang Minghua knew what he was going to do and asked tentatively.
"Do you want to publish this kind of martial arts novel in the mainland?"
"Sure enough, the one who knows me is Minghua." Zhao Hongjun actually said in a polite way: "I have already thought about it. Let’s do some business secretly and find a few partners to publish. This kind of martial arts book!”
Fang Minghua didn’t answer, but Song Tangtang interjected:
“Brother Red Army, right? Nowadays, regular publishing requires a book number, and you are not from a publishing house. Man, where is the ISBN? ”
"Hey, buy an ISBN. I asked my sister. The control over there in the south is loose. As long as you pay, some publishers are willing to give you an ISBN. Besides, you've read this book, and it's not pornographic. It's not a reactionary novel. Why can't it be published? Didn't we publish "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" before? Didn't Huacheng's "Wulin" magazine also publish martial arts novels? "
Zhao Hongjun said Song Tangtang didn't know how to refute for a while.
"Minghua, how are you? Do you want to take a share?" Zhao Hongjun asked.
Fang Minghua knew that Zhao Hongjun’s sister was in Huacheng, where people’s concepts and degree of reform and opening up were far higher than those in mainland places like Xijing.
Especially in the spring of this year (1983), the then President of Guangdong Province inspected and accelerated the pace of local reform and opening up.
However, it's still a little early.
"Red Army, I am very interested in your project, but I suggest you put it aside." Fang Minghua expressed his point of view.
“Why?”
“It can’t be done this year. The time is not ripe. I suggest it be postponed to next year or the year after.”
“Why?”
Can I say why?
There will be a "against mental pollution" movement at the end of the year. Aren't you trying to get into trouble?
At this time, Song Tangtang next to him also advised: "Brother Red Army, I think Minghua is right. Look at the chaos outside now. Although it does not involve cultural aspects, you should be careful."
At this moment, there was a faint sound of sharp police sirens outside, whizzing by. There were a lot of them in recent days.
Seeing Zhao Hongjun's silence, Fang Minghua said again: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I remember you told me during the Chinese New Year the year before last that you didn't want to work anymore and wanted to resign. I advise you to do it. When the time comes, it has been two years, but now is not the time. If you need money now, I have saved some, you can use it.”
Zhao Honghong finally left without saying whether she was going to do it or not.
Fang Minghua sighed slightly, even a tough guy can only say so much.
(End of this chapter)