Chapter 1529 Novel Project
No. 33, Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street.
The warehouse where Chu Heng and his comrades gathered together has been converted into a huge office, with more than a hundred people working in it.
As a general brought up by Chu Heng, Jiang Fanghao is deeply familiar with his true heritage. He understands that if you want a horse to run, you must keep the horse full, and he has done enough logistics work.
In the huge house, there are stoves made of iron oil drums placed in each of the four corners. The fire inside is burning very vigorously. The hot orange flames roast the oil drums red, making the temperature inside the house very high. Warm as spring.
In addition, the treatment in terms of food and other aspects of life is also very good.
There are three daily meals, with at least two dishes for each meal. You can eat meat once a week. If you have to work overtime, you will be provided with a midnight snack.
Although things like cigarettes and tea are not very good, they are enough.
At this moment, more than a hundred people in the room are working hard.
Li Jiangqi and other translators from the ministry, as well as editors with translation experience seconded from various publishing houses in the city, are translating word by word the Citigroup bestsellers collected by Chrissy.
In addition, the writers who had participated in the creation of Avima's diary were also not idle, following the literary workers with writing experience found from all over the city.
Some of them have already begun to create, and some are still reading translated novels for inspiration.
"Rust, rustle!"
"Whoosh!"
For a while, the sound of writing and turning of books could be heard in the room. Unfortunately, there was no red sleeve to add fragrance, only Jiang Fanghao A few big guys like Che Xiaobao and Che Xiaobao were waiting on them while serving tea and water.
It's a fly in the ointment.
At this moment, Jiang Fanghao was walking around the house carrying a big teapot, pouring some tea or putting down a pack of cigarettes from time to time. He didn't have the airs of a team leader at all, but more like a big boss. housekeeper.
"Come on, Lao Tian, let's drink some tea first and take it easy. You can't be in a hurry when writing, let's take your time."
"Oh, okay, thank you, Team Leader Jiang."
“Hey, Brother Zhao, are you almost finished writing this novel?”
"Haha, it's almost over. I suddenly feel like it today. The more I write, the smoother it becomes. I plan to work overtime tonight and try to write it out before midnight!"
"Then I'll tell the kitchen later and give it to you tonight. Cook some noodles?”
“Hey, that’s cool.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for your good news.”
……
After walking around in a circle, Jiang Fanghao returned to the corner, sat down next to the stove, and took out several completed novels from the drawer of his desk like a baby, reading them with relish.
“Squeak!”
At this time, the warehouse door was opened, and Chu Heng walked in quietly.
Che Xiaobao, who was studying with Qian Jiefang next to him on what to cook for the evening, heard the noise and turned his head and quickly stood up: "Oh, uncle!"
Qian Jiefang also He hurriedly greeted: "Team leader!"
The two voices instantly broke the silence in the room. Among the more than 100 people, except for a few guys who were focused on their work, they couldn't help but look towards them.
“Here you are, team leader!” Jiang Fanghao quickly put down the manuscript in his hand and came up to him in a hurry. "Leader!"
"Comrade Chu!"
Those writers who had been in contact with Chu Heng before also stood up to say hello and looked at the man who had brought them out of the water. The eyes of those rescued were filled with heartfelt respect.
"Alas, I'm busy with you, don't worry about me, work is important." Chu Heng smiled and waved to greet those people, then turned to Jiang Fanghao and others gathered around him and asked: "How is it? How are you doing now? Did it go well? "
"It went very well. Everyone is very enthusiastic about their work. Some people have already written a few novels. I think they are pretty good." Jiang Fanghao said with a grin.
"Yes, especially the novel called Marina written by Comrade Su. Oh, it's so beautiful!" Che Xiaobao said highly.
Qian Jiefang has a different view: "I think the article written by Comrade Ao is good."
"What's so good about his article? It's so mysterious that I can't even understand it." "Che Xiaoping immediately curled his lips in disgust.
"How is this so mysterious? It's just because you don't pay attention." Qian Jiefang suddenly became anxious and stared to defend the masterpiece in his mind.
"Okay, okay, are you two done yet?" Jiang Fanghao had a headache and separated the two people who were about to argue again. He said to Chu Heng in a dumbfounded way: "Of these two people, one likes Su It's a gay novel. A person likes Comrade Ao, and they quarrel over who looks good. It's so weird. Get away!”
“Hey, this is not normal, everyone has their own preferences for carrots and cabbages.” Chu Heng understood this quite well. He also liked reading novels in his previous life, and there were many works he liked. I chat with people, but sometimes with other readers, sometimes with the author.
For example, after reading the book "Alive", he scolded Teacher Yu for three days and three nights, and his words were worn out several times.
However, the dispute between Che Xiaobao and Qian Jiefang aroused Chu Heng's curiosity, so he glanced at the two guys and asked: "You two go and get those two novels. I'll take a look. Look.”
"I'll go." Che Xiaobao quickly ran to Jiang Fanghao, found the two novels from his desk, put the one he liked at the top, and handed it to Chu Heng with a hopeful look on his face: " Please take a look at what Comrade Su wrote. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
“Love, what’s the point?” Qian Jiefang muttered with disdain.
“You know nothing!” Che Xiaobao snorted.
"I..."
"Get out of here!" Seeing that these two guys were about to fight again, Chu Heng kicked one of them to the side, then lowered his head and looked at the hand in his hand. The two thick manuscripts were tucked under the creaking nest, and he said to Jiang Fanghao: "I will take these two back first, and then send them back to you after reading them."
"You can take a look at it as you wish." Jiang Fanghao said hurriedly.
"Hey, by the way." Chu Heng asked casually again: "Tell me about your work during this period. If you have any difficulties, tell me and I will find a way to solve it for you. "
"Then sit down first and I'll tell you slowly." Jiang Fanghao pulled him to sit down, pouring tea and lighting cigarettes while reporting: "In the first half month after you assigned me the task, our main work was to translate novels and summarize foreign writing techniques and language use."
"After the summary is completed, we will practice and imitate, It wasn’t until the last week that I started writing. ”
“It was only recently ”
Chu Heng interrupted him with a surprised look on his face, pointed to the two novellas he put on his lap and said, "Then you are so prolific that you wrote a novel in a week?"< br>
“Where.” Che Xiaobao interjected: "This is because Comrade Su and Comrade Ao have both studied abroad, so they can get started directly."
"So that's it!"
Chu Heng nodded suddenly, and then asked again based on the results they summarized.
(End of this chapter)