1980 My literary era

More than half of September passed, and colleagues in the editorial department sat together again to study sales issues.

The eighth issue of "The Dust Has Settled" was released at the beginning of last month. It has been 50 days now, and bookstores from various places have not reported the need for additional printings, which proves that the remaining inventory should be enough to digest it.

The ninth issue was released at the beginning of this month. It has only been 20 days since then, with an initial print run of 1.5 million copies. According to the feedback, the sales speed is faster than the previous issues in the first half of the year. This is obviously due to the influence of The impact of the eighth issue has led to a recovery in sales.

However, even though the eighth issue has the blessing of "Dust Settled", compared with those months with high sales in previous years, the sales of the eighth issue are still much inferior.

When everyone saw this situation, they couldn't help but sigh, "This sales volume is really falling at any time, which makes people caught off guard."

He Qizhi sighed: "Actually, it's okay. After all, sales have rebounded. It's definitely not the same as when it was at its peak, but at least it can be maintained."

Liu Yin said: "Didn't you listen to what Weimin said? It's not that easy to maintain it, and it may not be what happens in the future!"

"Change the topic! Change the topic! It's so unlucky!" Yao Shuzhi shouted.

While everyone was fishing in troubled waters in the editorial office, Lin Weimin had just returned from a meeting outside. When he got out of the car, he heard Uncle Zhai calling him, saying that the post office had informed him of a wire transfer.

Some time ago, Guo Feng from Wandao took advantage of the opportunity to cooperate with the Chinese Literature Society and proposed to publish Lin Weimin's works. Except for the earliest spy trilogy, he packaged all the remaining works.

This time, Wandao Xindi Publishing House wired the royalties paid to Lin Weimin, totaling more than 1.6 million US dollars.

This little royalty income is now almost invisible in Lin Weimin's foreign exchange account.

Last year, Lin Weimin donated 10 million US dollars to the China Youth Education and Development Foundation, and the foreign exchange balance in his account dropped to 45 million US dollars. Now, less than a year later, the foreign exchange balance in his account has recovered. to the level before donations.

It is estimated that by the end of the year, it will be at least 60 million.

It’s so much money that I can’t spend it all!

In the evening, when he was about to get off work, a Daifa parked in the courtyard of the Chinese Society. Li Guangfu got out of the car, holding his mobile phone around his waist and walking sideways.

Lin Weimin couldn't help laughing when he saw his appearance, "Hey, where did this style master come from?"

Seeing Lin Weimin, Li Guangfu's nouveau riche temperament softened a bit.

"Teacher Lin, this is also for the convenience of doing business."

"Understood, understood!" Lin Weimin said this, but there was still a bit of ridicule in his tone.

In the past few years, Li Guangfu first helped Lin Weimin clean up his house and made his first pot of gold.

Later, Lin Weimin entrusted him with the house he had saved and asked him to open an intermediary company responsible for helping Lin Weimin rent houses. After a period of development, the business of Li Guangfu's intermediary company was no longer limited to Lin Weimin's real estate. , its scale is also one of the best among the real estate agencies in Yanjing City.

After chatting about the development during this period, Li Guangfu said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, would you like to go to Baylor Mansion?"

"What's wrong? Is it time to hand over work?" Lin Weimin asked.

In a blink of an eye, the renovation project of Yongxing Baylor Mansion has been going on for two years, and Lin Weimin invested more money in it than he spent to buy this mansion.

Except for Lin Weimin's occasional visits in the first year, he paid little attention to the progress of the renovation project in the following years.

"I have lived up to your request. It's almost done. You go and take a look first. When you have time, you can pick out the problems and we'll repair them. We should be able to hand it over in the winter. You can let it dry for another winter and it will be ready in the spring next year. used."

Lin Weimin followed Li Guangfu to Yongxingbeile Mansion, where Guo Daiheng was already waiting.

"Professor Guo, long time no see!" Lin Weimin smiled and greeted Guo Daiheng.

After exchanging pleasantries, several people walked towards the front door of the mansion.

It had been a long time since he came. As soon as he arrived at the door, Lin Weimin noticed that this mansion was different from before.

The originally mottled and old gate with red and gold pillars has now restored its colorful colors of red and yellow. The paintings on the horse board have also been repainted, and the brick carvings on the eaves have been restored to their original form.

After entering the hospital, many of the bluestones originally paved on the ground were broken or missing, and now they have been replaced with new ones. There is no big difference in color and texture from the original ones.

Lin Weimin looked up and saw that the originally decadent and dilapidated environment had become tidy and comfortable.

It took more than two years to renovate and reconstruct the Yongxingbeile Mansion, with millions of dollars spent. It was by no means a simple renovation. While some modernization was carried out internally, the original style of the mansion must also be restored.

After walking around the courtyard and entering several rooms to check, Lin Weimin felt very good.

"Well done!"

When Li Guangfu visited Lin Weimin, he kept thinking about it. Now that he heard his words, he finally felt relieved.

"With your words, I feel relieved. It proves that your money is not in vain!"

Lin Weimin added: "I am quite busy at work, so Professor Guo will be responsible for the subsequent acceptance inspection. If Professor Guo raises any issues, you must cooperate in rectification."

"No problem, don't worry!"

On the weekend morning, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to Yongxang Baylor Mansion for a tour.

It has been several years since Lin Weimin bought the Yongxing Baylor Mansion. Tao Huimin knew that he had bought such a mansion, but she had never seen what it looked like.

This time Lin Weimin took her to Baylor House, which was at the end of its renovation, and walked around inside and out. The whole morning passed without her realizing it.

Tao Huimin was a little dizzy after visiting Baylor House. When Lin Weimin bought this place, he didn't have much impression except that it was big.

But now, after spending millions on renovations and renovations, the place has regained its former splendor, and Tao Huimin couldn't help but feel amazed.

After walking around for a whole morning, Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin stood in the center of the mansion, with five north rooms leading to the front and back corridors, which was magnificent.

"What's the point of buying such a big house?" Tao Huimin had been holding these words in her mind all morning, and now she couldn't help but ask.

Old God Lin Weimin was there and said calmly: "In all the years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, only a handful of such mansions have been sold to the public. I am not happy to see you!"

He added: "In such a big place, the two of us will definitely not be able to live in it. I plan to move all my collections here. In such a big place, no matter how much stuff I have, it will be enough."

From the moment it was purchased, the Baylor Mansion cost at least two million in RMB. Now that it has been repaired, it is used to store things. It is difficult for Tao Huimin to understand Lin Weimin's brain circuit.

I wanted to call him a prodigal, but thinking about her husband's income, I couldn't open my mouth.

He doesn't like smoking or drinking. He usually likes to read books and collect antiques, calligraphy and paintings. There is really no place to put so many things at home. A good house has become crowded because of the existence of those things, so it is better to put them all. it's here.

Forget it, forget it, let him take care of this simple hobby!

After dinner at noon, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin went to Yanjing Hospital. A few days ago, Mr. Wan was admitted to the hospital because he had been in a bad mood for many days and was feeling unwell.

After several days of hospitalization, Mr. Wan's complexion improved a lot, and he was happy to see Lin Weimin talking to him.

Seeing that there was paper and pen on the bedside table next to Mr. Wan's bed, Lin Weimin said, "If you are not feeling well, you should rest more. When can you not write?"

Mr. Wan waved his hand, "Oh, it's not what I want to write. It's all about favors."

Wan Fang on the side explained the reason.

Mr. Wan's hometown is in Qianjiang, Hubei Province. Last year, the county was removed and a city was established. This year, Qianjiang City built a "Wan Jiabao Works Exhibition Hall". It will be completed and opened on November 1. The city invited Mr. Wan to return to his hometown to attend the inauguration ceremony.

If it were an invitation from somewhere else, Mr. Wan would probably refuse it outright.

But this was an invitation from his hometown, and he couldn't refuse it outright. But he was ill and could not return to his hometown, so he decided to ask his wife Li Yuru and daughter Wan Fang to go to his hometown on his behalf.

Mr. Wan plans to write a prose praising his hometown for Li Yuru to take back to his hometown.

"The older I get, the more things I care about and the more I miss this world." Mr. Wan sighed in a complicated tone.

Lin Weimin comforted him a few words, chatted for a while, and then left the hospital.

When I returned home, I saw Zheng Guo waiting here.

"Why are you here free?" Lin Weimin asked as he opened the courtyard door.

Zheng Guo followed Lin Weimin and his wife into the courtyard, "Of course I have business with you."

After entering the house, Tao Huimin wanted to make a pot of tea for Zheng Guo. Zheng Guo said, "No, I'll just say a few words and leave."

He turned to Lin Weimin and said: "The first batch of hope primary schools of our foundation have been completed. The foundation plans to hold a ceremony on November 1 and would like to invite you to go to Xihaigu, Ningxia to promote it!"

"I won't go. People from your foundation can just go by themselves!" Lin Weimin said.

Zheng Guo said again: "No, you have to go. If you don't go, what will the reporters write?"

Lin Weimin said helplessly: "I'm not a celebrity, so I have nothing worth writing about."

"That's not easy to live with. Weimin, you don't know that the current situation of the foundation is not optimistic!"

Lin Weimin frowned listening to Zheng Guo's tone, "What do you mean?"

The foundation was just established at the end of last year, with ZY's strong support, and the sensation caused by Lin Weimin's generous donation of tens of millions of dollars, which caused large-scale reports by domestic news media and people rushed to donate.

At that time, colleagues at the foundation optimistically estimated that the foundation would be able to raise at least 20 to 30 million in funds this year.

In fact, everyone is still optimistic about the difficulty of doing charity in China today.

After more than half a year, except for the initial wave of private donations triggered by the overwhelming media reports, the subsequent donations received by the foundation were not much, reaching 11 million in more than half a year.

Judging from the current situation, if the foundation's fundraising funds cannot increase next year, the foundation will be resting on its laurels.

Since the beginning of this year, the foundation has visited remote mountainous areas and impoverished areas across the country, and has successively started the construction of 120 Hope Primary Schools in five batches.

In more than half a year, eight to nine million have been spent on the construction of Hope Primary Schools alone, not counting the operating costs of the foundation and subsequent expenditures for these Hope Primary Schools.

According to the foundation's initial blueprint, it will take five years to increase the number of Hope Projects built each year to 600 to 800 per year.

The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.