Chapter 46 Good News from People's Literature

Good days are always short, and soon it was time for Zhu Lin to go back to school.

On this day, Li Changhe helped Zhu Lin pack up his things, big and small.

"Changhe, there's no need to take so many things. If there's anything you need, I can go home and get it later."

Seeing Li Changhe stuffing lots of bags into the room, Zhu Lin felt helpless.

"Put it in there just in case. It doesn't matter if you don't need it, but I'm afraid I can't find it when I need it urgently."

"By the way, I also bought some snacks from Daoxiang Village. You can bring them over."

“I can’t eat this much.”

Zhu Lin looked at the big bag of snacks and was speechless.

She doesn't really like sweets, and she couldn't finish so many snacks.

"This isn't just for you to eat. Take it in and share some with your classmates. Then say it's my treat."

"This will make it more convenient for you to study and work."

Li Changhe said to Zhu Lin seriously.

Ever since he learned that the learning model of workers, peasants and soldiers college students was different from that of later generations, Li Changhe had taken this into consideration.

Obviously, Zhu Lin is not just studying at school, he also participates in various work in the hospital.

In this case, it is an inevitable need to handle relationships with colleagues well.

Li Changhe didn’t understand the situation before, but of course he cares now.

"Humph, I see you just want me to announce your existence to others, right!"

Zhu Lin is not stupid. She saw through Li Changhe's little thoughts at once. She was just showing Li Changhe's existence in the name of sending snacks.

Li Changhe nodded naturally: "Of course, I have to keep such a beautiful girl like me."

There is no shortage of lickers in any era, regardless of age or era.

Li Changhe believed that there must be some loyal followers of Zhu Lin in the medical school, but he had never asked.

Sending snacks, on the one hand, helps Zhu Lin maintain relationships with classmates and colleagues, and on the other hand, it is also to build a moat.

At least those gossipers will publicize Li Changhe's existence. If there are still people who refuse to give up, then it can't be Li Changhe's fault.

"Let's go, I'll come see you in two days!"

Li Changhe packed his things, then carried his travel bag and went downstairs with Zhu Lin.

The two of them will still ride Zhu Lin's bicycle, but the bicycle will be left at school for Zhu Lin's daily use.

Afterwards, Li Changhe took Zhu Lin all the way from Haidian into the city and arrived at the gate of Union Hospital.

"go in!"

At the east gate of Union Hospital, Li Changhe watched Zhu Lin push his bicycle into the gate of Union Hospital.

Zhu Lin turned around and waved to Li Changhe, then pushed the cart inside.

After Zhu Lin went in, Li Changhe turned around and walked towards the office of People's Literature.

Li Changhe did not produce a lot of manuscripts in the whole month of August. He first went to Northeast China, and after coming back, he ate, drank and had fun with Zhu Lin every day. He did not work as hard as he did in the previous few months.

September has begun, and Li Changhe feels that he has to work hard, at least to publish more articles and make more money while there is less competition.

In the People's Literature Office, Liu Jianqing was very happy to see that Li Changhe had sent another manuscript.

"Changhe, I also have good news to tell you."

"Oh? What's the good news?"

Li Changhe asked with a little curiosity.

What good news can a magazine get other than royalties?

"Do you want to publish a book?"

Liu Jianqing asked Li Changhe with a smile at this time.

"Publish a book?"

After hearing what Liu Jianqing said, Li Changhe reacted immediately. "You mean, my novel can be published?"

"Correct!"

Liu Jianqing nodded and continued, "You know that behind us is the People's Literature Publishing House. Recently, they saw that your novels are selling well, so they discussed with us and wanted to publish a collection of your novels."

"That's it"

Li Changhe nodded in understanding. It turned out to be the People's Literature Publishing House.

Although the names of People's Literature Magazine and People's Literature Publishing House look the same and they are located in the same place, they are actually two units with different affiliations.

People's Literature Magazine is a subordinate magazine under the jurisdiction of the Writers Association. Well, up to now, the Writers Association has not been restored.

The People's Literature Publishing House is a publishing house affiliated with the Ministry of Culture. In the past few years, for well-known reasons, both parties have been working in an institute under the Ministry of Culture, but they are actually two different units.

"Let's put it this way. Your novels are not only literary now, but also have a certain degree of integrity and criticism."

"Their publishing house hasn't published many books in recent years, and many manuscripts are piled up. After all, many of the authors still have some problems that have not been resolved."

"You are a rookie now, you have no other shackles on you, and your current work is very popular and well-liked by the masses."

"They also want to make attempts and breakthroughs in your book."

Liu Jianqing explained it to Li Changhe. Li Changhe was speechless. It turned out that he was just testing the waters with his work.

But it doesn't matter. Li Changhe knows very well that since the old man came to power, these things are no longer a problem.

After all, the other party is now in charge of science, education, culture and health.

"Give me money?"

Li Changhe hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

Although the remuneration for royalties has been restored these days, there are too many loopholes and the execution is not in place. It is hard to say whether Li Changhe will be paid or not.

"Yes, we'll pay you according to the top standard of 7 yuan per thousand words. We've already agreed on this with the other party."

"The problem now is that you don't have enough manuscripts."

"The publisher's intention is to put together about 200,000 words and publish a collection of novels."

"Each of your manuscripts is basically 20,000 words, which means about ten articles."

"You've only submitted six articles in the past few months. Including the new one you submitted today, that makes seven. That means you have to submit at least three more."

"How's it going? Do you have any problems?"

Liu Jianqing asked Li Changhe seriously.

Li Changhe calculated that if the price was 7 yuan per thousand words for 200,000 words, he would get about 1,400 yuan.

Adding these four articles together, the royalties amounted to more than 500 yuan.

When you add it all up, it’s nearly two thousand yuan.

Including my own savings, that’s four thousand yuan.

No problem, there must be no problem!

"Okay, I'll expedite it and get it done for you this month."

Li Changhe agreed immediately.

"Okay, then I'll help you agree to it with the People's Literature Publishing House."

Liu Jianqing was very happy to see that Li Changhe agreed. After all, he was entrusted with the task and he had to be loyal to the man who entrusted him with the task.

Then it’s the same old process, collect the money, and leave.

After leaving the gate of People's Literature, Li Changhe suddenly thought of something.

If it is published, his personal situation will probably be introduced. Apart from anything else, I guess other literary societies may find out about his pseudonym.

By the time.
Li Changhe thought of the excitement and couldn't help shaking his head. Who cares?

After leaving the People's Literature Magazine, Li Changhe looked at the direction again and then strolled towards Liulichang.

Now that he was here, Li Changhe planned to stop by Liulichang to take a look and buy some goods.

　Thanks to the book friend 20221222185726444 for the huge reward, I am so happy, I bow to thank you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)