Chapter 780 Money-burning website
“Can’t write anything? I heard that you were invited by Wang Hui, the editor-in-chief of Dudu magazine, to start writing essays for Dudu magazine?” Fang Minghua asked rhetorically.
"That's right." Yu Hua smiled bitterly and said:
"If you don't win the Mao Dun Award, it can be considered a bit more famous, so someone invites you. But essays are just writing. How can I compare my personal reflections with novels? I feel like after I finished writing "The Story of Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", my mind suddenly became empty and there was nothing to write about."
Fang Minghua understood. Yu Hua spoke from her heart.
Historically, after Yu Hua wrote "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood", there was not much movement in the literary world. He only wrote prose and the like. It was not until 2005 that he wrote "Brothers".
Fang Minghua pondered for a moment and then said: "Don't force yourself if you can't write. Read more books, go out for a walk, increase your experience and knowledge, and maybe one day you will have something to write about again."
< br>"Well, it's good to go for a walk." Yu Hua nodded after listening:
"Don't tell me, I recently received an invitation from the Italian Grinzana Carver Literary Award jury, saying My "To Live" was shortlisted for this year's literary award. I hope I can go to Italy to attend the award show. I'm hesitant about going. It's too far."
"Go, why not? Take a walk around Italy, enjoy the scenery of the Apennine Peninsula, and come back with an award. Come on, let me congratulate you in advance." Fang Minghua raised his glass with a smile.
"Thank you for your kind words." Yu Hua smiled and raised his glass.
“Do it!” The two drank it all in one gulp.
In the evening, after coming out of Yu Hua's house, Yu Hua went outside the community to call a taxi for him. She watched him get in the car, gave the driver a few words, and watched the car drive away before going home.
Fang Minghua sat in the taxi and looked at the city night outside.
Half of a bottle of Moutai went into his stomach, and he was a little drunk, but when the night wind blew, he sobered up.
Yu Hua said that he felt that his talents were exhausted. In fact, the entire pure literature was beginning to decline, whether it was novels, prose, or poetry.
The people who are active in the literary world today are still those in the 1980s.
Jia Pingwa, Yu Hua, Mo Yan, Su Tong, and Wang Anyi were all born in the 1950s and 1960s. Where were the people in the 1970s?
It seems that those born in the 1980s are about to make their mark in the literary world.
However, the literary world born in the 1980s, such as Han Han and Guo Jingming, can no longer be said to be pure literature, and can only be classified as best-sellers.
Alas.
It is estimated that even the resurrection of great writers like Lu Xun and Mao Dun will not change this trend.
Times have changed.
Fang Minghua decided not to think about these things that had no correct answers. After staying in Yanjing for another two days, he prepared to return to Xijing.
On the phone, Song Tangtang was also returning from San Francisco.
But not long after getting up in the morning, I received a call from Dai Jiali, the vice president of Shanghai Shengshi Books.
"Teacher Minghua, congratulations on winning the Lu Xun Literature Award!"
"Thank you, Jiali, why did you call me so early to talk about this? This is not your style. What? Is there anything else?" Fang Minghua asked.
"Yes. Regarding the Banyan Tree website, can you take the time to come to Shanghai and talk to Mr. Shu?" Dai Jiali asked.
“What happened?”
"The main issue is the cost of the website. Mr. Su complained that the website only burned money and had no income, and he was very dissatisfied with this."
"Did Director Zhao tell you about this?" Fang Minghua asked. "Director Zhao didn't come back from Xijing during this period. He called and talked about it. Director Zhao also has some opinions on this. After all, no boss likes to establish a project that has only expenses and no income for more than a year."
" So, you are looking for me?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Yes, Teacher Minghua, I know you are very supportive of the establishment of Banyan Tree. Please have a good talk with Director Zhao and Mr. Shu. Otherwise, my situation will be very difficult. I originally wanted to buy a batch of The server improved the performance of the website, but Mr. Shu vetoed it. "
"Director Zhao and Mr. Shu have their own ideas. I'll come to Shencheng," Fang Minghao said after a pause.
"Great! I'll tell Xiao Chen and the others the good news!"
Fang Minghua hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and then called up the address book and called Zhao Hongjun.
"Red Army, are you still in Xijing? Didn't you go to Shanghai?" Fang Minghua asked.
“You see, I have been staying in Shenzhou for a long time. You said that I never come back to Xijing to see Minmin. I will stay in Xijing for a few more days during the Chinese New Year. You also said that I won’t return to Shenzhou as soon as possible. City?" Zhao Hongjun replied angrily.
"Haha. Okay, just stay here. Let me ask you, did Dai Jiali call you and tell you about the fees for the website under the banyan tree?"
"Yes, Shu Bin called me first, and then Dai Jiali. Why, Dai Jiali called me too?"
"Well, I called just now." Fang Minghua simply explained what Dai Jiali meant on the phone. Again.
"Lao Shu complained to me on the phone, saying that Rongshuxia has invested nearly 5 million in the past two years, but the income is almost zero. It is really too expensive."
Microphone Over there, Zhao Hongjun sighed and continued. "I can understand Lao Shu. Now that the development speed of Shengshi Books has begun to slow down, and there is another website that only eats but does not buy, it will definitely affect the performance of the entire company. As a boss, his face is naturally tarnished, and I am also worried. ”
“What are you worried about?”
"What I'm worried about is that if Rongshuxia continues to burn money and the expenses are getting bigger and bigger, I'm worried that it will bring down Shengshi Books. Minghua. Tell me, how long will it take for Rongshuxia to make a profit?"
“It’s hard to say, but at least we won’t be able to make a profit within three to five years.”
“Don’t say this to Shu Bin, it will make him very angry.” Zhao Hongjun said laughed on the phone.
"Haha, what is Lao Shu afraid of? Just don't scare your boss." Fang Minghua laughed.
"I'm not afraid, I'm here with you. I originally planned to tell you this when you return to Xijing, but now you know, Dai Jiali asked you to go to Shencheng again, so you go and listen to the two In human terms, if you think about it, both of them are generals of the Shengshi Group, and I don’t want to get into a quarrel over this matter.”
"Okay, I'll go there."
Fang Minghua planned to go to Shanghai, so after thinking about it, he made a long-distance call to Song Tangtang in San Francisco to explain his situation.
"You are going to Shanghai? Then I might as well book a flight back to Shanghai. I haven't visited the group headquarters for a long time, so I stopped by to have a look." Song Tangtang said on the phone.
"That's fine, our husband and wife will be reunited in Shanghai." Fang Minghua smiled.
That afternoon, Fang Minghua bought a soft sleeper ticket for the train to Shanghai.
Mainly when there is nothing urgent, he likes to take the train and enjoy the leisurely journey.
After the first major increase in train speed in 1997, the train time from Yanjing to Shanghai was shortened. Fang Minghua got on the train at 5pm and arrived at Hongqiao Railway Station at 6:30am the next morning. .
(End of this chapter)