Back to 80: My Literary Life

Fang Minghua laughed after hearing this.

"Brother Jia, people call you the little Zhuge of Qin Province's literary circles. You are good at pinching and calculating. I really can't hide some troubles from you. That's right, Chairman Hu just came here with the intention of letting me participate in the competition."

"So you declined politely or put forward your own opinion?" Jia Pingwa crossed her legs and blew out a smoke ring and said again.

"Oh, Brother Jia, your guess is really accurate. So what suggestions do you think I will make?" Fang Minghua asked with interest.

"The editor-in-chief doesn't have enough power, it's boring."

"Oh, why do you say this if you are really there?"

"This is not a lice on a bald man's head - it's obvious that since the position of editor-in-chief is subject to competition, then the editor-in-chief responsibility system must be implemented, just like the factory director responsibility system that has been implemented now. Even the editor himself does not count. Does this editor-in-chief competition have a certain meaning?"

sharp.

Fang Minghao secretly praised it.

If Jia Pingwa gave up writing novels and completely entered officialdom, she would definitely be good with her brain.

"Brother Jia, actually you should come out and compete for the job." Fang Minghua said again.

"Forget it. The relevant leaders of the province have said that my focus now is to do a good job in the work of the Xijing Writers Association. I also have a lot of work waiting for me in Chang'an magazine. I don't have the energy to Minghua, but if you put forward this opinion, if the above If adopted, the competition for this editor-in-chief position will become more intense.

After saying that, Jia Pingwa stood up and patted his shoulder and walked out of the room.

Fang Minghua looked at his back.

I vaguely remember that in history, Jia Pingwa seems to have finally become the editor-in-chief of "Yanhe", right?

Within two days, the Provincial Writers Association agreed with Fang Minghua’s opinions.

Of course, I didn't tell him alone, but added some content to the competition notice, expanded the editor's power, and adopted the editor-in-chief responsibility system.

After Wang Yu got the news, he was determined to win.

Although he knew that Fang Minghua carried the power of being elected as the vice chairman of the Writers Association not long ago and that the comrades who supported him were very vocal, Wang Yu also had his own advantages.

With 30 years of experience in the literary world of Qin Province, I have a wide network of contacts, including leaders within the magazine, the Provincial Writers Association, and even the Provincial Department of Culture and the Propaganda Department.

Tonight at home, he sat at his desk and looked at the recruitment report he had written. It contained nearly 20,000 words and elaborated on the strategies and principles he would adopt as the editor-in-chief of the magazine.

Among them, he felt that the most eye-catching item in the report was that "in three years, the current monthly sales volume of "Yanhe" magazine will be increased from an average of 120,000 copies to 180,000 copies, an increase of 50%, which is close to the best level in history.

After thinking about it, he picked up a pen and changed "180,000 volumes" to "240,000 volumes", or simply doubled it.

According to his thinking and calculations, the average monthly sales volume of the magazine will increase to 180,000 copies in three years. After hard work, there is still great hope, but it will take a lot of effort to increase it to 240,000 copies.

No matter how much it is, let’s write it down in the report first.

After making the changes, he felt very satisfied.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of what I wrote?" Wang Yu handed it to his wife who was preparing lessons.

Wang Yu's wife is a middle school Chinese teacher. She picked up her husband's report and took a look at it, and soon discovered the places that her husband had changed.

"Magazine sales have doubled in three years. Lao Wang, I think you are bragging, right? Now that magazine competition is so fierce, do you think you are really "People's Literature"? Of course, your "Yanhe" has been changed to "Jingu Legend" Popular literature like "Story Club" is probably about the same." My daughter-in-law said with a smile.

Wang Yu glared at her after hearing this:

"Nonsense! How can our dignified "Yanhe" magazine, a national serious literary journal, be compared with those vulgar magazines?! This is purely a blasphemy of the two words "Yanhe" written by the great man!"

The title of "Yanhe" magazine is based on the calligraphy of the great man in the early 1960s. It was not inscribed by the great man himself, but was spliced ​​together by the magazine at that time looking for words written by the great man, but it is still of great significance.

Wang Yu's wife heard this and said angrily: "Look at you, are you anxious? I said you are already fifty years old after all. As the saying goes, you know your destiny at fifty. If you work for a few more years, you will be retired. Why bother?" Are you going to compete for that editor-in-chief? Besides, didn’t the Writers Association ask you to found Novel Review?”

"Novel Review is not as good as Yanhe! Let me ask you, do you think Fang Minghua dares to write about doubling the magazine's sales in three years?" Wang Yu said.

"Don't dare, don't dare, you are an old man now and have great ambitions." The daughter-in-law said with a smile.

"Nonsense, I'm not old yet. I will officially submit the competition report tomorrow."

Wang Yu submitted his competition report to the Provincial Writers Association. At the same time, Fang Minghua also submitted his own report. He did not write as much as Wang Yu, but only wrote about three thousand words, which was concise and comprehensive. He just put forward his own ideas, goals, and specific plans for running the "Yanhe" magazine.

The people of Lao Qin are relatively restrained in their work. They are not like some places in the south who hold competition speeches. The report is handed over to the leadership group specially established by the Writers Association for study and discussion.

All waiting for good news.

On April 1, 1986, "Yanhe" magazine held an all-staff meeting. Hu Cai, chairman of the Provincial Writers Association, came to the venue in person to announce the results of the competition.

"Since the Provincial Writers Association announced the competition for the position of editor-in-chief, a total of two comrades have signed up for the competition. After repeated discussions and research by a special group of the Writers Association, they also visited the magazine and talked with individual leading cadres to solicit the opinions of comrades and reported it to the relevant provincial departments. The leadership research agrees and now decides: "

Having said this, Hu Cai paused, glanced at the two candidates sitting in the front row again, and continued to read this time: "Comrade Fang Minghua, the former deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, is hired as the editor-in-chief of the magazine, and the employment period is three years. !”

"Bah bang bang!" There was warm applause from the audience.

“Comrade Fang Minghua is now invited to speak!”

Fang Minghua stood up, shook hands with Wang Yu who was sitting next to him, and then walked onto the podium.

Fang Minghua is very humble. He said that although he is now the editor-in-chief, the publication must be compiled in accordance with experts and colleagues.

"Yanhe magazine is a magazine with a profound literary tradition. I hope to dedicate to readers the voices of hundreds of millions of people and the magnificent and mottled pictures of the times. What we welcome are those who are related to millions of people. This is a work that shows that the fate of the people is closely related, that they are closely connected with each other, and that they have a heart-to-heart relationship.”

Of course, it received warm applause from Bai Miao and others.

Fang Minghua was talking eloquently above, but Wang Yu's expression was ugly in the audience.

He was very dissatisfied.

That's it?

Who doesn’t know what to say?

At least you have to show some real talent and do it, right?

Of course, you can't talk nonsense now, you have to maintain your grace.

A handshake when it’s time, a clap when it’s time to applaud.

As soon as the meeting ended, President Huang invited Hu Cai to sit in his office. Wang Yu followed him and asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Chairman Hu, President Huang, I don't accept it! Just based on the big words that Fang Minghua just said, do you agree with him?!"

Hu Cai and President Huang looked at each other, and Hu Cai said, "President Huang, let him take a look."

President Huang took out a piece of information from the drawer and handed it to Wang Yu.

"This was handed over to me from the special group of the Writers Association. It was originally going to be announced at the club's leadership team meeting. I'll let you see it first."

Wang Yu took it and saw that it was Fang Minghua's competition report.

The text is not long, but a few sentences are particularly eye-catching.

"Within two years, the monthly sales volume of the magazine will be increased from 120,000 to 300,000 copies!"