Chapter 492: Feeling sorry for your wife? Then become your own manager!
The next day, Song Tangtang drove his Mazda to work early in the morning, while Fang Minghua was coding on the computer in the study as usual.
Due to busy work, Song Tangtang didn't go home for lunch. On such a hot day, Fang Minghua was too lazy to go to his parents' place to get a meal, so he just made a bowl of vinegar noodle soup.
I still have to go back to my parents' house in the evening. In addition to eating, more importantly, I have to take the children out for a walk. In addition to the son who is left with the parents, I also have to take the daughter with the mother-in-law.
Just after dinner today, Fang Minghua received a call from Zhao Hongjun.
"Minghua, I called your home just now, but no one answered. I guess you should go back to your parents. You are indeed here."
"Yes, what's wrong?"
" Tangtang said that Shengshi Film and Television will be completely independent and will be responsible for it. Do you know this? "
"Yes, I respect her opinion," Fang Minghua replied, "What, you don't agree?"
"I don't disagree, but there are some problems here. Let's do this. I can't explain it in a sentence or two. When you come out later, let's go to the Lao Ma's BBQ restaurant next to the square and talk about it. What about it?"
Do you have to go to a barbecue restaurant to chat?
Did this guy take the opportunity to eat mutton skewers?
Fang Minghua muttered in his heart, but agreed.
"Okay, it's only seven o'clock and it's a little hot outside. Let's go at eight o'clock. The weather will cool down before we go there."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the barbecue restaurant at eight o'clock sharp."< br>
Fang Minghua hung up the phone and told Song Tangtang to discuss things with Zhao Hongjun at the barbecue restaurant.
"I know the Red Army wants to talk to you about this matter. You go ahead and I will take care of the child." Song Tangtang replied.
"He said he agreed, but said there are some problems here. What are the problems?" Fang Minghua was concerned about this.
"No one, what if I am mainly responsible for film and television, and book publishing? What's more, there is a company over there in Haikou. The Red Army means that he has to run back and forth and can't take care of it. Xijing Book Publishing Give it all to me," Song Tangtang said.
Fang Minghua became anxious upon hearing this.
"How can that be done? Your body will be exhausted! Didn't you hire some college students from Haikou to join the company last year? Many of them are students from key universities!"
"But I don't have enough experience to hand over a company. The Red Army is worried about giving it to them. After all, the current company is not the small workshop when we started the business. It needs a person with leadership and execution capabilities. "
Hey.
It is indeed a problem.
“No matter what, you can’t shoulder the burden!”
If his wife doesn't feel pain, who will?
At 7:50, Fang Minghua went out wearing big pants and slippers and walked to the Lao Sunjia BBQ restaurant near the square. He saw a white Crown parked on the road outside the store.
There are several small tables on the sidewalk. Zhao Hongjun is sitting at a small table. A plate of mutton skewers is already placed on the table.
Seeing Fang Minghua coming, Zhao Hongjun immediately shouted to the boss who was busy in the store: "Boss, let's have a dozen beers and a plate of flowers and hair!"
Waiting for Fang Minghua to sit down Next, the boss has come over with a plate of edamame, Zhao Hongjun said with a smile.
"I just like knowing you eat this."
"Come to drink from now on, don't drive." Fang Minghua reminded.
"Okay, I understand." Zhao Hongjun handed him a bottle of beer and said:
"What Tangtang said is a good thing. Since a film and television company has been established, of course it must It operates independently, but now there is no one. The focus of my work is on Hainan. Who is responsible for the book publishing here? I mean, let Tangtang also take charge of it.
"You want to exhaust my wife to death." ? "Fang Minghua said angrily.
"You don't want to make your wife tired? Then take action! Be the manager of Xijing Publishing Company."
"Holy shit! That's what you had in mind?! I won't do it." Fang Minghua didn't even think about it. A word of rejection.
"What do you think we should do?" Zhao Hongjun spread his hands.
Fang Minghua was drinking beer and thinking about this matter.
"Hey, I think of a person, Shu Bin, deputy director of the editorial office of Hainan Publishing House! We met on New Year's Day last year. He is a talented person. You can find a way to recruit him and make him the manager of the company in Haikou. , so you don’t have to run back and forth, killing two birds with one stone.”
"You think I don't know?" Zhao Hongjun glanced at him and said, "I went to Haikou some time ago and asked him to come out to talk about it, but he didn't want to leave Hainan Publishing House." "Why?"
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"He didn't say specifically, but I can guess that we are a private company after all, not as good as other state-owned publishing houses." Zhao Hongjun sounded a little helpless.
"I don't think so. If Shu Bin really cared about this, he wouldn't have run from Hunan Province to Hainan. Like Han Shaogong, he is a person who wants to do something in his career." Fang Minghua said lightly while chewing edamame. .
Han Shaogong is also a writer in Hunan Province. He also went to Hainan to start a magazine on New Year's Day last year. Fang Minghua went to Hainan and the two had an in-depth chat.
"Well, how about you go to Haikou and bring Shu Bin over?" Zhao Hongjun said suddenly.
“Me?”
“Yes, you are a writer and have been an editor. They must have something in common. You are now a director of the Chinese Writers Association and the vice chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers Association. This leader It'll be different once you get out."
"Well, don't give me a high hat. It's all a false title. Besides, can I manage Hainan?" Fang Minghua replied angrily.
“Isn’t there a director of the National Writers’ Association?”
"That's even more useless!" Fang Minghua refused unceremoniously.
"Anyway, you have to recruit Shu Bin, otherwise you will be the manager, or Tangtang will be the manager concurrently, choose one of the three." Zhao Hongjun said while eating mutton skewers.
Holy shit!
It’s up to us as a couple.
Fang Minghua is angry and funny.
But it is indeed a problem.
The company is growing larger and larger and is in urgent need of talents.
"Minghua, just go to Haikou. Since you also think Shu Bin is a talent, find a way to win him over! If I can't do it, maybe you can." Zhao Hongjun advised again.
Fang Minghua took a mutton skewer, ate it slowly, thought for a moment, and finally said: "Okay, I'll give it a try."
"Come on, I wish you success immediately! "Zhao Hongjun smiled and raised his beer glass.
When he got home in the evening, Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang talked about the matter.
Song Tangtang also supports Fang Minghua to go to Hainan.
"Then you go and see the scenery of Hainan."
Since he decided to go, Fang Minghua was ready to leave early. I don’t work at a magazine now, so I can leave as soon as I can without asking for leave.
I didn’t want to take the train, I was too tired, so I took a plane directly to Huacheng, and then transferred to Haikou.
Just as Fang Minghua was about to rush to Haikou, Han Shaogong and Shu Bin were chatting at Han Shaogong's house in Haikou.
Both of them looked bad.
"Shu Bin, I have received official notice that "Hainan Chronicle" has failed the review and will be suspended." Han Shaogong said.
“Why?”
“It does not comply with the policy.”
"Hey" Shu Bin sighed, not knowing what to say.
“And I heard that the Hunan People’s Publishing House has been withdrawn due to serious mistakes.”
Huh? !
After hearing the news, Shu Bin was stunned.
Xiang Provincial People’s Publishing House is his “natal family”, and that’s where he came from.
"I'm going to go back to the desk and write something. Shu Bin, you can do it yourself." Han Shaogong finally said.
Su Bin smoked a cigarette and fell into deep thought.
(End of this chapter)