Back to 80: My Literary Life

Chapter 400

"Shemili?!"

Tian Yanning was speechless after hearing this.

Isn’t this the name of a female author? How could I, a big man from Bashu, come up with such a charming name?

Tian Yanning's attitude was already expected by Zhao Hongjun. He said calmly: "Writer Tian, ​​this is the conclusion reached by our company after a comprehensive evaluation and analysis of your book. This pen name is very glamorous and western. You see Xue MiLi, like Jin Yong, Gu Long, Qiong Yao, and Cen Kailun, sounds like Hong Kong and Taiwan, which is why she attracts attention."

"this"

"Writer Tian, ​​the pen name is also part of the contract." Zhao Hongjun put away his smile and his face became serious.

As soon as he drank the wine, Tian Yanning's initial restraint disappeared and she started to talk more.

"OK, I understand. I'll make arrangements to call you."

"Wait a minute. How about, Red Army, you invite that Tian Yanning to dinner tonight. I want to meet him too." Fang Minghua said suddenly.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

"Okay, let's arrange it at Xijing Restaurant. We'll reserve a private room. I'll order the dishes."

On the phone, Zhao Hongjun told how Tian Yanning came to the company: "Minghua, Tian Yanning brought another book. Do you want to read it?"

People from Shu province are also good at drinking, especially people like Tian Yanning who has stayed in Daba Mountain and like Jia Pingwa's hometown in Shangluo area, they also like to drink rice wine in the morning, so the two are a good match.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Hongjun called home and said he had an entertainment event. After get off work, he drove Tian Yanning from the hotel to Xi'an Restaurant and entered the reserved private room.

In front of Minghua, what kind of writer am I?

If you want to publish your book, you must accept this condition!

I muttered in my heart that the place you introduced me to was too expensive for me to live in.

After sending Tian Yanning away, Zhao Hongjun picked up the phone and called Fang Minghua.

Of course, as a secretary, just do what the leader arranges and don’t ask anything else.

Zhao Hongjun flipped through it. The style was very similar to the book "Female Housekeeper", but the content was more erotic.

Even if you have written this kind of book, you still need a chastity arch for your son!

"Okay, Writer Tian, ​​you have a night's rest first. We will formally sign the contract tomorrow morning and pay you the royalties immediately! I, Zhao Hongjun, am a businessman who is trustworthy and will never do anything like arrears of royalties!"

Zhao Hongjun did not agree immediately: "How about this? I'll take a look first and get back to you tomorrow. How about that?"

Writing this book, he always felt a bit like being a thief, sneaky and invisible.

"Okay, I'll take a look when I get back tonight."

"Goodbye!" Liu Xue glanced at the other party.

"Okay. Mr. Zhao, where is the arrangement? Do you need me to make a reservation?" Liu Xue asked.

As he spoke, Tian Yanning took out a stack of manuscripts from his bag and handed them to the other party.

Tian Yanning looked at it and felt that it looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, and then took a closer look.

Isn't this Fang Minghua, vice chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers Association and editor-in-chief of "Yanhe" magazine? !

Last winter, Fang Minghua was invited to participate in the poetry festival held by the "Stars" Poetry Society in Chengdu and was published in the "Sichuan Daily". Tian Yanning saw his photo in the newspaper.

Zhao Hongjun hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and then picked up the phone again: "Xiao Liu, come over here."

"Writer Tian, ​​there is no one else today. Apart from you and me, I have a friend." Zhao Hongjun said.

"Don't underestimate this Xemili, she is a chicken that can lay golden eggs. Of course, it doesn't need to be too grand, just a simple meal."

"Yes, the location is at our very famous Xijing Restaurant in Xijing. When the time comes, Mr. Zhao will drive to pick you up."

"No, no, I'll stay at the Spring Breeze Hotel opposite your company." Tian Yanning declined.

But think about it, it is indeed an honor to be accompanied by a great writer like Minghua, but the thing I wrote

Hey, I'm a little shy to see people.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." The sound of Liu Xue's high heels gradually disappeared from near to far.

"Well, Tangtang, it would be nice to have all employees wear uniforms. Men should wear suits and leather shoes, and women should wear suits and skirts similar to those in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies. They will look classy." Zhao Hongjun was very satisfied with this.

Tian Yanning understood.

"What? Mr. Zhao invited me to dinner tonight?" At the Chunfeng Hotel, Liu Xue was a little surprised when she saw Tian Yanning talking about this.

There were only three people, so the food wasn't too much, and the wine was ordinary Xifeng wine. Zhao Hongjun couldn't drink well and had to drive, so basically Fang Minghua and Tian Yanning were drinking.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongjun’s friend turned out to be him!

"Let me introduce each other to you." Zhao Hongjun said with a smile: "This is Fang Minghua, vice chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers Association and editor-in-chief of "Yanhe" magazine."

"The writer named Tian Yanning just now lives in the Spring Breeze Hotel across the street. Go and tell him. I'll treat him to dinner tonight and ask him to wait in the hotel and stop running around."

After a while, the private room door was pushed open, and a young man in a suit walked in.

Tian Yanning originally thought that they were two people, but she didn't expect that Zhao Hongjun had another friend coming, and she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

After hesitating for a moment, Tian Yanning gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I agree with you, let's call her Shimeili!"

"Invite him to dinner?"

"Writer Tian, ​​I heard that you collaborated with Mr. Zhao's company to publish a literary work. What is its name?" Fang Minghua asked pretending to be concerned.

"Okay, I'll ask Tangtang to take it back to you. I'm sorry."

"I want it."

"This is Tian Yanning, a writer from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles in Da County, Shu Province."

"Hello, Editor Fang." Tian Yanning greeted quickly.

Liu Xue graduated from high school but did not go to college. She stayed at home for more than a year. She applied for a job. She was pretty and smart, so she was assigned to be the boss's secretary. She cherished this job very much.

"Yes, thank you."

"Are you staying? How about I contact you a hotel?" Zhao Hongjun became enthusiastic again.

"Writer Tian, ​​I think you are a writer. Minghua happens to be my friend, so I asked him to come and keep me company." Zhao Hongjun explained the situation with some evil deeds.

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

Soon a young girl wearing a black OL uniform walked in. This is Zhao Hongjun’s new secretary, named Liu Xue.

"Hello, Writer Tian." Fang Minghua took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.

"Yes, yes." Tian Yanning agreed quickly.

Tian Yanning said something and suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Zhao, a good brother of mine who works in the same company as me also wrote a book called "From Female Star to Death Row". Can you see if it can be published?"

I don’t know how Mr. Zhao would pay attention to this unattractive-looking man. She has only been in the company for less than three months. However, Mr. Zhao invites all the guests to government officials or some business leaders. He rarely invites people who are not well-known. writer.

"Hey, Chief Editor Fang, I'm not afraid of your jokes. It belongs to popular literature and is not worth mentioning at all." Tian Yanning was still a little shy to say it.

Tian Yanning murmured in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Fang Minghua's attitude was beyond his expectation.

"Writer Tian, ​​what you said is wrong. Who said popular literature is not literature?!"