Chapter 299 "The Great God's Appointment"
Great job, Uncle Zhao!
Fang Minghua was overjoyed. He picked up the pen and tore out half a page from the notebook, scribbled down a few words and handed them to Hu Cai who was speaking next to him.
Hu Cai took one look and immediately stopped talking: "Comrades, let me tell you some good news. Our leader will come to visit you later!"
This is a big leader.
Everyone seemed very excited.
After all, he is still a newcomer in the literary world, and most of them are from small places. It is good to meet the county magistrate.
When Yu Hua heard this, his drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he immediately became a little confused. wiped his hair with his hands.
Fang Minghua didn't care about this and hurriedly ran downstairs to the front desk to find a phone to call Li Wei and asked him to bring someone over quickly. He also waited at the door for Zhao Hongjun's father to come over.
Not long after, I saw several cars parked in front of the hotel. The front one was a black Hongqi car. After the car stopped, a person walked out of it. It was Zhao Hongjun’s father, Zhao Hailin.
Fang Minghua hurried up to greet him and heard Zhao Hailin say with a smile: "Xiao Fang, I brought several people here for you."
Sure enough, several leading cadres got out of the car behind.
Fang Minghua also knew each other. Everyone smiled and shook hands with each other, and went up to the sixth floor together.
Zhao Hongjun’s father arrived. A group of people on the stage quickly stood up, shook hands and gave up their seats. A new group of people sat on the podium, and Zhao Hongjun’s father began to speak.
"Dear writers and comrades! Welcome to Xijing, the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties with a long history and splendid culture"
After finishing his speech, Zhao Hailin walked off the stage and shook hands and talked cordially with the participating writers.
Fortunately, Li Wei arrived in time with his assistant, and finally took a group photo.
Zhao Hailin and a group of people stayed at the Tangcheng Hotel for less than forty minutes before leaving in a hurry. However, in less than an hour, the standard of the meeting suddenly improved a lot.
The next day, not only the TV stations and newspapers in Qin Province reported the incident, but also Guangming Daily reported it at great length. The People's Daily also reprinted the meeting and called it domestic A grand gathering of outstanding young and middle-aged writers.
But now Fang Minghua’s mind is no longer here.
It’s time to promote the publicity, and now it’s time to enter the substantive stage.
After dinner this afternoon, he summoned the three chief editors, all members of the novel team, and Zhang Yanqian to the hotel's reporting room for a meeting.
"Xue Feng, do the writers have any opinions on the accommodation and food for our conference?" Fang Minghua asked.
Liu Xuefeng is responsible for the logistics of the meeting.
Hearing Fang Minghua ask him, Liu Xuefeng replied: "What do they think? In the three-star foreign-related hotel where we live, these chefs cook for leaders and foreign guests. Is that okay?" Fang Editor, I have a suggestion!”
"What's your suggestion?"
"Let's invite these writers, provide them with food and drinks, and organize them to go out for fun. Each of them must contribute to our "Yanhe", right? At least each one You have to submit an article!" Liu Xuefeng said.
“One article is enough?!” Bai Miao jumped out and objected: “At least each person must submit 3 articles. I calculated that a total of 31 writers were hired this time. 3 articles per person is 93 articles. Just make do."
"I mean, Bai Miao, are you too greedy? Why do you want to submit three articles to me?" Liu Xuefeng retorted.
"You sign all the signatures? Why not? Eat our mouths softly and use our hands short!" Bai Miao said confidently.
"You are a bit shameless!" Li Xuefeng said angrily: "Editor Fang, don't you think so?"
"There is indeed something wrong with what Bai Miao said. Let's invite others to come and serve delicious food." "Yes, how can you let others submit articles on this condition?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.
“Let’s see.” Liu Xuefeng was happy. But I heard Fang Minghua say: "But, the idea of signing an agreement mentioned by Bai Miao is very good. I have already thought of an agreement. I am calling everyone here today to discuss it. You can decide whether it is suitable or not." After saying that, Fang Minghua made a move. Xi took out a piece of information from his briefcase and handed it to them.
Everyone came together to take a look:
The title is called "Excellent Writers Signing Agreement"
The content is very detailed, but the most important ones are these:
Writers who sign this agreement have a preferential remuneration: the minimum is not less than 1,000 words 14 Yuan; (Adjusted according to changes in the national remuneration system.)
The manuscript review cycle is shortened to no more than 7 days
Each journal gives priority to publishing articles by contracted writers
The front page of the magazine will give priority to publishing articles by contracted writers
Priority will be given to translating novels by contracted writers for publication abroad
There are many benefits.
But there is one thing:
If the writer signs the agreement, the short and medium-length novels (except novels, because Yanhe does not publish novels) written within eight years must be given priority for submission to "Yanhe" ! If "Yanhe" rejects the manuscript, it can be transferred to another magazine!
Damn it!
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Isn’t this equivalent to an eight-year contract of betrayal? !
Ruthless! Cruel enough!
"Editor Fang, why don't you sign for 10 years?" Bai Miao suddenly said.
Damn it, this guy is greedier than me.
Fang Mingming muttered in his heart.
“Ten years is too long, and people may not agree to sign it. It would be good if we can sign it for eight years.” Fang Minghua explained: “I call this agreement the ‘God’s Agreement.’ Do you have any opinions? ""
"No!"
"Well, I will allocate work and adopt a lump sum system. Each person will be responsible for a few writers. The specific allocation is as follows:
Bai Miao, you go to Wang Shuo and Gao Jianqun
Xue Feng, you go to Ma Yuan and Liu Suona
Mu Qing, you go to Acheng and Zhou Meisen
Tie Leave Can Xue to Yan Qian. You are a lesbian, and lesbians can communicate easily. "Fang Minghua said to Zhang Yanqian.
"Promise to complete the task! ”
"I want to emphasize one point. We understand each other with emotion and reason, but no threats or lies are allowed. Let others understand the contract clearly and clearly. Think carefully before signing. Even if you don't sign, you are still a friend! Do you understand what I mean?”
“Understood!”
“Everyone can take action when the opportunity arises and break up the meeting!”
Fang Minghua left the reporting room in no hurry. Going home, he was going to find some very important writers.
Ge Fei and Su Tong were chatting in the room while watching TV.
One of them graduated from Eastern Normal University and the other from Yancheng Normal University. They were both from Jiangsu Province, so they quickly became good friends.
A piece of news broadcast on TV now attracted their attention:
"Our station reported that on May 4th, a national outstanding young and middle-aged writers creative writing conference was held at the Tangcheng Hotel in Xijing City, our province. At the conference, thirty-one young and middle-aged writers from all over the country gathered together to discuss literary creation. This conference will definitely promote the prosperity of literature in our province."
"Hey" Ge Fei looked at it and suddenly sighed Take a breath.
"What's wrong?" Su Tong asked.
"You said, I have actually published a novel, and I am called a writer on TV, and am I still excellent? I don't dare to take it seriously."
"Su Tong, you said it is appropriate to promote it like this If the teachers in our school see it, will they laugh at me for pretending?" Ge Fei couldn't help but say.
(End of this chapter)