1980 My literary era

Without Cheng Wuchun stopping him, Lin Weimin had no intention of going to the film bureau, otherwise he wouldn't have rejected Teng Jinxian so firmly in the first place.

He has no objection to being asked to participate in making movies, but it gives him a headache to ask him to manage the people who make the movies.

And what Cheng Wanchun said is right. The position of the Film Bureau in recent years has indeed been embarrassing. Even after the film reform, China Film and other major studios will still be able to fight with the Film Bureau in a short period of time, unless the big brother of the Ministry of Radio, Film and Television ends. .

I feel like a fish in water at the Chinese Literature Society. Why don't I just go find that person when I have nothing to do?

It's a pity that God does not follow people's wishes.

Sometimes the more you try to hide, the more things will come to you.

A few days after Lao Cheng went to argue with the department leaders, Lin Weimin was called in for a talk.

The person he was talking to was a comrade who was the director. Director Li had a kind attitude and explained straight to the point that Lin Weimin's job was about to be transferred. The pre-appointment conversation was a step before the announcement, indicating that Lin Weimin had passed the organizational inspection.

Lin Weimin thought about his experiences in the past few days and found that he, the person involved, didn't know anything about it. It was really amazing.

Director Li added: "I called you here this time just to understand your thoughts. If you have anything you want to talk about, you can tell me."

"Can you say anything?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Of course, with me, you can tell everything you know."

Director Li has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Lin Weimin nodded and said bluntly: "Then let me tell the truth. Lao Teng approached me about the film bureau, but I rejected him. Leader, I have been in the Chinese Literature Society for more than ten years, and I really like where I am now. I have only one job, and I don’t plan to change places. Can the organization reconsider my appointment?”

Director Li's brain shut down for a moment. When he was transferred from a bureau-level unit like the Chinese Literature Society to the Film Bureau, Lin Weimin actually said that he was unwilling.

"Comrades serving the people, although the revolutionary division of labor is different. But relatively speaking, the responsibilities and work content of the Film Bureau are indeed broader, more numerous and deeper than that of the Chinese Literature Society."

"I know what you're talking about, but I don't want to be an official! You don't understand me. My temper is so bad!

In recent years, even in a place like the Chinese Literature Society, I would have been killed countless times outside. "

Lin Weimin spoke carelessly, and his image shrank and narrowed in Director Li's eyes, and finally turned into a "thorn".

"Director Li?"

Lin Weimin couldn't help but call Director Li when he saw that Director Li had been pondering for a while but didn't respond.

After coming back to his senses, Director Li looked at Lin Weimin, "You mean you don't want to be the director of the film bureau, but you still want to continue working as the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Literature Society?"

"That's right!" Lin Weimin clapped his hands, "You have nothing to say about your understanding!"

Director Li's eyes couldn't help but twitch. During the inspection, they had already learned about Lin Weimin's work ability, political thoughts, relationship with colleagues, work, family and other information.

Among colleagues, or more precisely from superiors, the word they hear most often is - prick head.

Director Li hadn't figured it out before, how could such a great writer be described as so... unbearable by several leaders?

But now Director Li finally understood, even though he had only been talking to Lin Weimin for less than ten minutes.

This guy...has no sense of superiority or inferiority at all!

After all, I am the one who cares about your official title. Can you respect me a little bit?

"Chief Editor Lin, I want to remind you that I am talking to you on behalf of the organization now. Please be more serious!" Director Li said seriously.

"I'm also talking to the organization. Doesn't the organization want me to express my thoughts? If the organization doesn't let me say it, then I won't say it."

Director Li felt a little depressed. He remembered the Suxiao Jiuxin pill he went to the hospital last week. The doctor said it was just in case, could it be now?

"Editor-in-Chief Lin, you have to understand that job transfer is an organizational decision and cannot be decided by an individual. I am not talking to you now to ask for your opinion." Director Li said seriously.

Lin Weimin leaned back and was almost paralyzed. Ge You was not as cool as him when he came.

"Since I can't decide, why are you talking to me?"

"what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I don't like the work in the film bureau. How about you transfer me to the studio? I prefer to do creative work."

Director Li slammed the table and said angrily: "You think you're selling vegetables in a street market like this, and you bring a bargainer with you?"

Lin Weimin looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, "Then there is nothing we can do. If the organization arranges a job for me, and if I don't like it, I won't be able to do it well! By then, it may be a waste of manpower, material resources, and financial resources, and I have betrayed the trust of the organization. If this is the case, I might as well stay in the Chinese Literature Society, don’t you think?"

Director Li looked at the young and shameless face in front of him. If Director Li remembered correctly, this should be the youngest bureau-level cadre he had seen in so many years.

Can……

Is this what the cadres trained by D are like?

Director Li couldn't help but feel a sense of panic. What was he doing in the previous organizational work? How could such a guy be promoted?

Full of anger, Director Li pointed at Lin Weimin regardless of courtesy.

"You, you, you... look at you, how can you look like a leading cadre?"

"What you are saying is that I am just an ordinary editor who was lucky enough to become the head editor."

Lin Weimin had made up his mind to call it quits today. The worst possible outcome would be suspension...well, it might also be dismissal.

Anyway, if you want him to go to the film bureau, it's impossible!

Even if the King of Heaven is here!

Director Li has been an organizational cadre for so many years, and today is a stab in the butt - his eyes have been opened.

In the past, they were always accustomed to using the words "unorganized and undisciplined" to criticize those subordinates who made mistakes. Today, he finally saw what true "unorganized and undisciplined" means.

Are these still Communist Party cadres? Is this still a world-famous writer?

Stab your head!

No, gangster!

Lin Weimin was almost kicked out of the office by Director Li.

Standing in the corridor, you can still hear Director Li's hoarse voice: "It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"

Lin Weimin couldn't help but shake his head.

This man is still not well-educated. No wonder he is about to retire and is still a director.

Lin Weimin was not worried at all after irritating Director Li, and Shi Shiran returned to the Chinese Literature Society.

As soon as he returned to the office, he was caught by Cheng Wuchun.

"How's it going?" Cheng Wuchun looked worried.

"The talks broke down and he didn't agree and scolded me," Lin Weimin complained.

"What did you scold you for? Bah... I mean, what did you say to others? Didn't I ask you to make a good show of yourself and say something soft? What did you say?"

"What else can I say? Just say it like that..."

Lin Weimin was secretive. He was really worried by Cheng Wuchun's questioning, so he said a few words about the situation at that time.

Cheng Wuchun patted his thigh, "You, you, let me tell you what you want to order? It doesn't matter if you are the same age or younger as the leaders in the department. I am a member of the official department, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

"You stand and talk without pain in your back, how can I talk? They represent the organization."

Cheng Wuchun opened his mouth several times, and finally gave up in despair.

Yes, what can be done?

It is an organization after all!

Just as Cheng Wanchun was sighing, the phone on Lin Weimin's desk suddenly rang, with each ring ringing faster and faster.

Cheng Wanchun had a bad premonition in his heart. Lin Weimin answered the phone, and the roar of Song Department immediately came from the receiver.

"Lin Weimin, how did you talk to Director Li? Are you still a cadre of our D? Are you still the editor-in-chief?

How did you do your previous organizational work? How did someone like you, someone like you, get into our team?

Ah, you say! you say! "

The voice on the phone was deafening. Lin Weimin was prepared and deliberately pulled the receiver away.

Although Song Shu's words had no beginning or end, Lin Weimin knew very well the reason why he called and got angry.

Director Li must have accused him behind his back. He is already in his fifties and sixties, so he is not ashamed.

"Song Bureau, please listen to me explain (jiao) explain (bian)..."

Just as Lin Weimin was about to speak, Director Song didn't give him a chance and started the hair dryer again.

"Say bullshit! Say bullshit!

You are so good! You are really good, Lin Weimin!

An editor-in-chief was transferred, and the official from the Ministry of Civil Affairs was so surprised that he called me personally!

Do you know what people say?

Relying on talent and being arrogant! Proud of being favored! Unorganized! No discipline!

You can do it, good on you..."

On the phone, Song Shu's words were fired at Lin Weimin like a machine gun. He wisely put the phone aside and listened quietly to Song Shu venting his anger.

Cheng Wuchun was frightened as he listened. He had known Mr. Song for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen Mr. Song so angry.

It’s over!

It's all over!

Lin Weimin was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Director Li would file a complaint to the official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

This old man is so bad!

Although units such as the Publishing Administration and the Ministry of Radio, Film and Television are also called provincial B-level units, they are completely different from the Ministry of Personnel.

When the Song Dynasty officials faced the Heavenly Officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, they were the younger brothers among younger brothers. They had to stand at attention and listen even when they were scolded.

From Song Shu's furious state, Lin Weimin read a subtext: I was scolded miserably.

After finally waiting for him to curse for two or three minutes, he finally stopped, leaving only heavy breathing on the phone.

"Leader, please don't get so angry over such a trivial matter like mine."

Lin Weimin finally had the chance to speak, and he continued: "I can't help it. You know me. I have been in our publishing system for more than ten years, and I have relied on the training of leaders and the help of colleagues. Until today. I have feelings for our system!"

Hearing Lin Weimin start to play the emotional card, Director Song sneered: "Why are you telling me this? Why didn't you tell Director Li? You are so arrogant in someone else's office! You want someone to change your position? Would you like to give me a country?"

"Isn't this just nonsense? Director Li is too small-minded. I..."

"Lin Weimin, please be more serious!"

"Yes, yes, I am serious, I am serious!" Lin Weimin quickly corrected his attitude, and then asked carefully: "Boss, what about the work transfer..."

It was okay if he didn't mention it, but when he did, the Song Department exploded again.

"What a move!"

oh? Is there such a good thing? My trick really works!

Lin Weimin was feeling proud when he heard a cold voice from the Song Department: "Now, on behalf of the department, I am informing you: Comrade Lin Weimin, in view of your refusal to obey the assignment and transfer, you will be given a serious warning and suspended for three months. Official documents will be sent to your unit tomorrow, and from now on, you are suspended."

"Hey, boss, I'm doing a good job. How could I stop it just because I said it?"

Lin Weimin begged for mercy symbolically, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

What's the use of warning? If you're suspended, just stop. It's not like you've never been suspended anyway. You don't have to go to the film bureau anyway.

"I am not discussing with you now, I am informing you! This is already the result of my plea with the Heavenly Official, otherwise you will be dismissed from your post!"

Song Shu said without emotion. Hearing Lin Weimin's begging for mercy, he finally felt a little more comfortable.

I let you do it!

Lin Weimin said a few more soft words and hung up the phone.

Then he looked at Cheng Wanchun who was aside. Cheng Wanchun heard clearly the phone call between him and Song Shu just now.

Old Cheng clicked his tongue, feeling a little sorry.

"Suspended again!"