Chapter 56: The father-in-law took action and sent his son-in-law to the front page (please read)
"Dad, what happened to Xuemin's manuscript!? I think it's very good!"
Seeing that her father's face was so serious and he even wanted to chat with his son-in-law, Feng Jiayou asked in confusion and dissatisfaction.
Questioning the manuscript written by her man?
Her man has written such a popular manuscript as "The Wrangler". Although this new manuscript is rushed, it is not so questionable, right?
"Young man, I'm going to talk to dad. You stay with mom!"
Seeing that Feng's father ignored Feng Jiayou, he stood up and walked straight to the front yard. Cheng Xuemin patted Feng Jiayou on the shoulder and told her to wait at home, then he also got up and followed him.
"Feng Jiamo, what are you doing? You stole my royalties, you give me back!"
"Sister, let me take a look, why don't you do it! More than three hundred yuan?! Is this really the royalties earned by Da Lao Cheng? Can I buy more than thirty big roast ducks?!"
"What kind of big roast duck?! That's what your brother-in-law earned, and you gave me the money to spend!"
"Hehe! Sister, I heard just now that the original intention of the elder Cheng when he started writing manuscripts to earn royalties was to buy a big roast duck for Liqin Liwen to satisfy his craving!"
"What? Now that you have received the royalties for the manuscript, you regret not buying it? Do you think I am a child? I am not that forgetful!"
"What kind of big roast duck?! Didn't I treat you to dinner last time?!"
"Last time was last time, and this time is this time. Anyway, I don't care, we are going to eat big roast duck tonight!"
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Soon, the noise of the Feng family and the Feng family came from behind. Apparently, the sister-in-law took advantage of her sister and mother not paying attention and passed the royalties bill on the stone table.
Now the two sisters are fighting over the royalties!
"Xuemin, the results from the school came out today. I did well in the exam. After next summer, I should be able to go to YSU with my children!"
Father Feng walked in front. He did not directly talk to Cheng Xuemin about the manuscript, but was concerned about his results today.
Cheng Xuemin nodded, but did not take up the conversation, knowing that his father-in-law had more to say later.
And Cheng Xuemin, just like what Feng Jiayou said just now, is actually not very honest. Her mother often said behind her back that Meng Hulu was too honest.
In fact, it’s not that I can’t speak, but that I don’t really want to say much.
"Old Feng, it's rare for you and your son-in-law to come out and walk together! Why, are you both kicked out of the house?!"
As soon as I passed the front yard, I was greeted and laughed at by the old money man in the front yard.
"Old Qian, you were pinched by your sister-in-law for cigarette money, and you became addicted to cigarettes, right?" Lao Feng smiled and came forward to say hello, and took out a pack of 'Yanjing' brand cigarettes from his pocket. He wanted to take out one and pass it over. .
However, Lao Qian held down the entire package and said, "Old Feng, Old Feng, I will pay you back when Jianghu comes to the rescue!"
Sure enough, he was addicted to cigarettes!
“You!” Father Feng couldn’t even laugh or cry. It’s not that dark, right?
"Old Feng, you know, I have no energy in my hand and no inspiration for anything to write!" Lao Qian said with a flattering face and a bitter smile.
"Then you have to give me this manuscript as soon as possible. The bureau has urged me several times, so we can't delay it any longer. We've scheduled the edition for next month!"
Father Feng let go and emphasized that this was considered as a manuscript fee for him!
Who said that this old guy's manuscripts are too difficult to get, and this old guy writes slowly. It is impossible to get a manuscript from him all year round.
"Okay, okay! Lao Feng, a great director of yours, will personally come to your door to make an appointment for a manuscript. I will definitely contact you first!"
"The queue is for next month, right!? Okay, this half pack is about the same, it can support me in getting the manuscript out!" For the sake of this half pack of cigarettes, Lao Qian had to get out the manuscript.
"What the hell, director, we live in the front yard and the back yard, so don't talk to me about this! Anyway, I've been back for so long, but I haven't seen half of your manuscript... ahem"
Being a counter-customer, Lao Qian handed over one. Feng’s father took it while laughing and cursing, borrowed Lao Qian’s fire, and then took a sip!
"Look! In fact, I am helping you! Old Feng, your mother-in-law doesn't care about you, so she just lets you smoke!?"
This old money is so unkind!
His mother-in-law was in charge of his cigarette money, but he envied Feng's father's cigarette money, which was left open and open to smoking.
"Give me two more articles, and I'll apply to the bureau for a special supply of cigarettes. Do you want it?" Father Feng calmed down and asked directly.
"No, no! Just one cigarette, and you want to tie me up and make me a full-time penman for your bureau? Lao Feng, your wishful thinking is really loud!"
"It's not like our bureau doesn't pay royalties, and if you ask, I can apply for you to settle foreign exchange coupons!"
Father Feng threw out another big temptation and said.
"Settling with foreign exchange coupons? Lao Feng, you didn't lie to me?" Lao Qian was really moved after hearing this. Everything is easy to make these days. After all, the pens in their hands really don't need to be too sharp.
The only thing is that foreign exchange coupon, which is really not easy to get.
Nowadays, there are many things that you often need to use foreign exchange coupons to buy at Friendship Stores or Overseas Chinese Stores.
Friendship Store Overseas Chinese Store sells imported goods from foreign countries. There are many good things. Even if you have a lot of money, you would like to buy them even if you are old, but you don’t have foreign exchange coupons.
Some time ago, his precious grandson wanted to buy a tape recorder to learn English, so he had to use foreign exchange coupons to go to an overseas Chinese store to buy it, which made his grandpa come here.
It's a pity that although I am not short of money, I have long been wealthy and free from the royalties, but I just don't have many foreign exchange coupons in my hand.
Things like foreign exchange coupons are special offers within the agency, and they all have quotas. Non-staff freelance writers like Lao Qian have no share in them.
It's not easy to do it even if you want to do it. Everyone is curious about it and basically hide it to themselves and don't want to move it.
"Then let's just say it! From now on, we will be given one article for each issue, and I can apply for it for you?"
When Father Feng saw something was going on, he quickly struck the iron while it was hot and struck him to death.
"Go, go, you think I'm a big sow!?" Old Qian was really interested at first, but he didn't expect that Old Feng was so greedy. Doesn't one article in each issue mean that he has to give him one article every month?
This must cost him his life. Did he really think he was me back then? Don't say one article in one issue when I'm in my prime. Two, three or four articles in one issue are all fine.
But now that I am old and my brain is not very active, I cannot write!
"Old Feng, please stop talking about the future. For the sake of this half-bag of 'Yanjing', you can give me the foreign exchange coupons to settle this manuscript first, okay?"
"I'll accept the 20% discount on settlement, okay!?" I don't want to listen to what Lao Feng says anymore. I want to be realistic, so I have this article that Lao Feng made an appointment with me, okay!?
"Old Qian, you!" Father Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said that this old Qian was a good pen when writing articles, and he was also very good at settling accounts. He said, "Okay, you give it to me as soon as possible, and I will tell you how to settle the accounts The bureau will help you apply!”
"The relationship is great. If you say this, Lao Feng, I will give you the manuscript at the end of the month!" Lao Qian was also happy because he could earn foreign exchange this time!
"That's right! Did you read this issue of Li Qingquan, Lao Qian?!"
After talking about the previously arranged manuscript, Feng’s father mentioned again that this issue of Yanjing Literature was coming up.
"That old boy Li Qingquan... I haven't had time to see it yet!"
"What? Lao Feng, did Li Qingquan make any big move this time? Can you still disturb Lao Feng by mentioning such a thing?!"
Lao Qian puffed up his smoke, feeling extremely comfortable and fascinated. After going through his mind, he narrowed his eyes and asked.
"It's okay, it's okay! It's okay, it's okay! I heard that Li Qingquan is going to amplify the satellite this time, but I don't know if it was successful!"
"Li Qingquan wants to amplify the satellite?! What's going on? How come I haven't heard of it?! Old Feng, do you have any knowledge of Yanjing literature!? Lend me the eyes of a cat?"
Lao Qian didn't care much about it at first, but when he heard that Li Qingquan actually wanted to amplify the satellite, it was a big deal! He, Li Qingquan, enlarged the satellite and didn't even notify him of Lao Qian. Is this because he looked down on Lao Qian?
"How can I not have it! Li Qingquan is in trouble this time, and he hasn't even gone to our bureau to deliver sample publications. He really doesn't want our bureau's translation quota for next year!"
It’s definitely a gift! No matter how prostituted Li Qingquan was, he wouldn't dare miss out on the sample magazine of the Foreign Languages Publishing Administration! If they want to win major foreign awards, they have to rely on Feng's father's support from the Foreign Languages Publishing Administration!
Besides, if they want foreign exchange coupon indicators, they also have to look at the Foreign Language Publishing Administration.
Therefore, the sample issue of the International Publishing Group cannot be missing. Li Qingquan sent it as soon as possible.
It's just that it was not delivered to Father Feng's hands.
"I didn't give it to you either? Then Li Qingquan is not a little bit frivolous, but extremely frivolous!" Lao Qian was equally surprised when he heard this, and even more successfully aroused his curiosity, saying, "Then I really have to look for it , look what he is putting on the Star of David!”
"By the way, which cultural outlet is Li Qingquan presiding over now?"
"Yenjing Literature!" Father Feng said with a smile!
"Yes, yes! I have an impression of Yanjing Literature. Last time, that old boy came to me to invite me to write a manuscript! Okay, I have to look hard to see what kind of satellite Li Qingquan put." Qian said again and again.
"Okay, if Li Qingquan really releases the satellite, then we have to ask Lao Qian to help us translate it, and we will also add fuel to the flames so that the foreigners outside can take a look?"
After talking so much, Father Feng’s goal may be this last one!
Because this old man wrote well and was proficient in five languages: German, Russian, English, Italian, and Japanese, he was a pen that all their foreign language bureaus needed.
Now that he knew that Li Qingquan's son-in-law was the one responsible for releasing the satellite, there was no reason why Feng's father should not invite the most powerful person in the industry to help his son-in-law translate it.
If someone with old money does the translation himself, it will definitely be on the front page of "Chinese Literature", which will be great!
However, Father Feng could only think about this in his mind. He couldn't let Lao Qian know that Li Qingquan's release of David's satellite was done by his son-in-law.
Moreover, Feng's father had to avoid Lao Qian's translation manuscript and asked the people below to report it to the top brass in the bureau for finalization.
Not surprisingly, Lao Qian's products must be on the front page. It can be regarded as a disguised push by Feng's father, who quietly pushed his son-in-law to the front page of "Chinese Literature".
"That's no problem! If it were the Star of David, I, the old man, would have to join in the fun and get some exposure from Li Qingquan!"
Lao Qian didn't think much about it this time. Wasn't he just translating a manuscript? For him, this is easy as long as he has hands.
Besides, if it is a big satellite, Lao Qian, who has not made a move for a long time, can also make a move to increase his presence. We will never allow Li Qingquan to enlarge the satellite without notifying Lao Qian.
"Xiao Cheng, have one?!"
Lao Qian set aside another one, glanced at Cheng Xuemin who was silent next to him, felt a little distressed and reluctantly handed it out, and asked.
"Mr. Qian, I'm not very good at smoking! You'd better keep it to yourself and smoke slowly!" Cheng Xuemin smiled bitterly.
"Okay, it's better if you don't smoke! Xiao Cheng, you are not bad! Lao Feng, your son-in-law is not bad!"
It just saved him a cigarette, so the little old man really shouldn't be too happy.
"Well, you have to write the manuscript as soon as possible, don't let me rush you! Let's go for a walk!" Father Feng nodded, said no more, and walked outside the yard.
"Dad! I heard from my son that he is very good at writing manuscripts with this money. He bought this courtyard house with the royalties he earned from manuscripts!?"
Cheng Xuemin followed closely and started a conversation with Father Feng.
"It's more than amazing! The pen in his hand can't write this set of Siheyuan!?"
"In the past, when he was at his peak, he would reward himself with a courtyard house every year. It was so beautiful!" Feng's father took a final puff of the cigarette butt in his hand, flicked it out and sighed.
"Reward yourself with a courtyard house every year!?"
Cheng Xuemin felt like shit when he heard this. This money guy is so awesome. Has Cheng Xuemin already achieved his life goal?
With the money in his hands, doesn’t he have more than a dozen courtyard houses? !
"Awesome!?" Father Feng also exclaimed, "If I hadn't written that manuscript, I would definitely be unable to count the number of courtyard houses owned by Lao Qian with both hands!"
"Now...that's all we have left! So the pen in my hand is powerful, but it shouldn't be too frivolous!"
Cheng Xuemin's face was horrified and surprised when he heard this, and he realized that his father-in-law was looking for money to talk about the manuscript today. It was not a coincidence but intentional. There was something in his words!
"Xuemin, you should have heard something, right?! Yes, it must have been ten years ago! Lao Qian wrote an article, and the content is much more conservative than yours!"
"You should be able to guess what happens next! So I'm curious, Xuemin, what did you think when you wrote this manuscript!?"
“Where does the inspiration come from?!”
"You have been in Yanjing for a while. Are you very close to this old man in Qianyuan?!"
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(End of chapter)