Chapter 494 Fang Minghua becomes a lobbyist
Fang Minghua actually saw an advertisement for BP machines at the door of the telecommunications office:
“Call me if you have any questions!”
It really is the reform and opening up. The forward position.
Fang Minghua sighed inwardly that he had not noticed the BP machine business in Xijing. Maybe it had already started but the audience was very small.
Walking a little further and turning into Binhai Avenue, Fang Minghua remembered that it was still a farmland at the beginning of last year, but now it is a construction site, with buildings rising from the ground, and more of it is enclosed but undeveloped wasteland. .
A real estate feast in Hainan is about to begin.
After shopping around for a long time, Fang Minghua was driving on Haifu Road, the busiest street in Haikou, when he suddenly heard a recorded loudspeaker sound coming from a newsstand on the roadside:
"Big news, big news ! "Hainan Chronicle" is about to cease publication, and the last issue will be out of print now! Please buy it now, don't miss it before you come back!"
"Hainan Chronicle" has ceased publication? !
Isn't this a magazine that Han Shaogong came to Hainan to start at the beginning of last year? Why did it cease publication so soon?
After Fang Minghua pulled over, he went down to the newsstand and bought a copy.
Sure enough, there was a farewell notice in the newspaper. 20 newspaper staff, including Han Shaogong, bid farewell to the readers and expressed their sincerity to the authors and collaborators who cared, helped and cared about us in the past days. Thanks
Fang Minghua sighed after reading it.
Han Shaogong’s Hainan dream was shattered.
Fang Minghua took the newspaper back to the car and returned to the hotel.
I watched TV for a while and fell asleep in the hotel. After breakfast early the next morning, I dialed the phone number of Shu Bin's office in the hotel room.
“I’m Shu Bin, who are you?” Mandarin with a strong Hunan accent came from the microphone.
"Hello, Director Shu, I am Fang Minghua of the Qin Provincial Writers Association."
"Chairman Fang." Shu Bin's tone became obviously enthusiastic: "You came to Hainan?"< br>
"Yes, I live in Wanghailou, Haikou now. Are you free tonight? I want to treat you to a meal alone, at Wanghailou."
A date with me?
Shu Bin hesitated, but agreed.
"Okay, I'll come over after get off work."
"Okay, I'll call you after I book the private room. Goodbye!"
Putting down the phone, Fang Minghua crossed his legs and picked up the "Hainan Documentary" magazine he bought at the newsstand last night.
"Minutes of the Political Reform of the Soviet Union"
"In May in Yanjing, the Airport Missed the Red Carpet"
This title alone is also eye-catching.
No wonder the magazine was suspended. In the words of later generations, some of the content was frantically testing on the edge of 404.
Fang Minghua shook his head, put down the newspaper, picked up the Longjing tea he brought from home on the coffee table, and drank it leisurely.
At Hainan Publishing House, Shu Bin was sitting at his desk, thinking about the call from Fang Minghua just now.
Although Fang Minghua only talked about eating and reminiscing on the phone.
But the two of them have only met once and have never contacted each other before. What’s there to say?
Shu Bin had vaguely guessed Fang Minghua’s intention.
It is said that Fang Minghua has a close relationship with Zhao Hongjun of Shengshi Book Publishing Company. At the beginning of last year, Zhao Hongjun entertained guests at Wanghailou, and Fang Minghua accompanied him.
Moreover, Zhao Hongjun came to him specifically once two months ago.
He thought for a while, opened the drawer and picked up a traditional Chinese book "The Analects of Confucius" - Nan Huaijin's work, and put it in his briefcase.
Maybe it comes in handy.
It was quite hot in Haikou in September, and I heard that a typhoon was coming soon, so Fang Minghua didn't run around and just stayed in the room, watching TV and stuff.
Turning to CCTV, I didn't expect to see Zhao Hongjun, wearing a suit and leather shoes, talking to the camera about donating money to build a school in Baiyinbenchou Village, Gansu Province.
While talking about corporate social responsibility, of course we will not forget to promote the newly established Youth Development Foundation Hope Project. We call on responsible entrepreneurs from all over society to donate funds.
Finally, a very popular slogan of this era was quoted.
“No matter how poor you are, you can’t afford education, and no matter how miserable you are, you can’t make your children suffer!”
He has a good image and has the style of an entrepreneur.
Fang Minghua looked at Zhao Hongjun on TV and smiled.
Also, Yu Longhai and the others worked hard to promote Project Hope, even using CCTV!
Of course the effect must be good.
After looking around for a while, Fang Minghua looked at his watch and it was already five minutes past six in the afternoon, so he left the room and went to the reserved private room on the second floor.
More than ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and a waitress wearing a cheongsam walked in with a middle-aged man, it was Shu Bin. "Director Shu."
"Chairman Fang."
After shaking hands, the two took their seats.
The dishes are ready. It doesn’t require much for just two people, but it is very delicate. Hele crab, coconut chicken and a Hunan dish - Mao’s Braised Pork.
The wine is directly Moutai.
The two chatted while eating.
"Chairman Fang, I heard that you resigned from your position as editor-in-chief of "Yanhe"?" Shu Bin asked.
"Yes, I didn't renew my contract when the contract expired. I wanted to have some fun and write something." Fang Minghua smiled and poured the other party a glass of wine.
"I saw on the street yesterday that the "Hainan Chronicle" run by Chairman Han has ceased publication?"
"Yes. Some things are really helpless." Shu Bin said with a tone of voice Regret: "Now the young worker is just like you, ready to go back to the desk and write."
"Oh, it is indeed not easy to do things now."
"It is not easy. I originally thought that Hainan was a special economic zone with more flexible policies than the mainland, and that I could do a lot of work. In fact, it was not what I imagined."
Shu Bin shook his head, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Haha, Director Shu, maybe it would be better to change the place. As the saying goes, a good tree will die if you move it, but a person will live if you move it." Fang Minghua said while filling the cup.
This?
Is there something in the words?
Shu Bin could clearly feel it, but he didn't answer.
The two chatted for a while, and most of the bottle of Maotai was gone, and then Fang Minghua said.
"Director Su, I came to Haikou this time on the entrustment of my friend, Zhao Hongjun, who I believe you know." "Drink." Su Bin replied with a smile.
"I heard the Red Army talk about this. He invited me to be the manager of Haikou Shengshi Book Publishing Company, but you refused."
"Yes, I am not capable enough to take the position."
" "Director Shu, we are also friends, so we won't go around the bush. Your refusal of this position is certainly not due to lack of ability. We all know that you still want to make a career in the publishing industry," Fang Minghua said with a smile.
“But this year, the domestic situation has undergone tremendous changes, and national policies will gradually tighten. According to your original idea, I think it will be more difficult to make a career in Hainan Publishing House.”
After listening to Fang Minghua's words, Shu Bin showed a trace of pain on his face.
"But Shengshi Books can. If you take this position, you will have great power. Mr. Zhao's focus is still in Xijing. You have the final say here, and you can rest assured that we will not repeat the mistakes of "Hainan Chronicles"."< br>
"Why? You are privately owned, and you don't even have a book number!"
Shu Bin's words were a bit aggressive, but Fang Minghua smiled lightly after hearing this.
“You don’t have to worry about the book number issue at all. Even if there is no Hainan Publishing House, we will find other publishing houses to cooperate with us. The most important thing is that we are not involved in politics.”
Fang Minghua’s words It was so meaningful that Shu Bin couldn't hear it.
Didn't "Hainan Chronicle" make this mistake?
“But, you will only publish books with no literary value such as ‘The Female Guidance’, ‘Ghost Blows Out the Lamp’ and romance and martial arts books!” Shu Bin said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Holy shit!
This is heartbreaking.
However, Fang Minghua was not angry.
"Director Shu, what you said is biased. Haven't we published books like "The Ordinary World" and "Norwegian Wood" that have both literary value and economic benefits?"
This point, Shu Bin couldn't deny it either.
I never expected that a private publishing house would have such a vision!
This is what he admires most.
Shu Bin held the wine glass and fell into deep thought.
Fang Minghua was not in a hurry and ate the food slowly.
(End of this chapter)