Back to 80: My Literary Life

At the beginning of April, the second World Chinese Literature Award was officially launched. Like the last time, the call for papers was mainly published in the major media in the mainland, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, as well as Japan, South Korea, the United Kingdom and the United States.

At the same time, the members of the jury and the reading class were basically determined. According to the jury charter: one-third of the members of each jury and the reading class must be replaced.

This is very important to ensure that the selection of the Chinese Literature Award does not become something that some small circles admire.

This matter is still mainly responsible for Bai Miao. Except for a few, such as inviting the famous Taiwanese poet Luo Fu and the editor-in-chief of "Hong Kong Literature" Tao Ran, Fang Minghua wrote a letter to invite them in a private capacity. The rest can basically be handled by Bai Miao's reputation in the domestic literary circle.

In addition to the literary award, Fang Minghua has another job - to adapt "In the Name of the People" into a TV series, and he has to write the script.

Unlike novels, scripts need to increase conflicts and emotions to make the audience feel more "enjoyable", just like the huge difference between watching the TV series "Fanghua" and the original novel. However, this is not a difficult task for Fang Minghua. It only takes time.

That afternoon, Fang Minghua was typing in his study. When the landline rang, he picked it up.

"Who is this?"

"Minghua, this is Lizhe." A man's voice came from the phone.

"Lizhe? Brother Sun? Are you back home?" Fang Minghua was a little surprised.

"Yes, I came back last week."

"Haha, back for vacation? Is everything okay?"

"Yes. Minghua, do you have time to come to Yanjing recently? We haven't seen each other for a long time, and Tiesheng, let's have a good chat together. I also have something to discuss with you about business."

"It just so happens that I will go to Yanjing next Tuesday to attend the Writers Association Council. I will find you after the meeting."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Sun Lizhe told Fang Minghua his current address and contact information on the phone, and then hung up.

Sun Lizhe is back too.

Those who went abroad in the early 1980s saw the country's booming development and returned to start businesses.

Sun Lizhe is one of them.

Although Sun Lizhe did not say anything specific on the phone, Fang Minghua guessed it almost right.

Sun Lizhe founded the Universal Graphics Computer Publishing Company in the United States. After nearly ten years of development, it has grown from a small company with hundreds of thousands of US dollars to a large company with assets of 80 million and business in more than a dozen states in the United States.

Every year around the Spring Festival, Sun Lizhe would send Fang Minghua the company's financial statements from the previous year audited by an accounting firm.

The initial investment was 150,000 US dollars, and now the profit has increased by many times. In the past few years, the dividends he has received have reached 6 million US dollars.

However, all this money was deposited into Fang Minghua's account in the United States and entrusted to Li Li for management. Like the royalties obtained overseas, most of it was invested in the stock market, and only the three stocks bought at the beginning were bought: Dell, Microsoft, and Apple!

I don't know how much book profit there is in the stock market now?

Fang Minghua never asked.

Now Sun Lizhe is back in China to continue to expand the business, which is a good thing.

In the 1990s, there were opportunities and gold everywhere in China.

On Sunday afternoon, Fang Minghua, Chen Zhongshi, Lu Yao, Jia Pingwa and others took their travel bags and boarded the train to Yanjing.

Arriving at the end of Monday evening, Fang Minghua stayed in the Ziyu Hotel arranged by the Writers Association.

The annual Writers Association Council basically follows the same procedure, listening to the cooperation report made by Feng Mu, the vice chairman of the Writers Association, summarizing the work and achievements of the Writers Association in the previous year, arranging the work of the Writers Association this year, and then discussing in groups. On the last day, the participants voted to pass Feng Mu's report by raising their hands, and the meeting was declared a successful closing, and representatives from all over the country returned to their hometowns.

Fang Minghua did not leave immediately, but stayed at Song Tangtang's grandparents' home in the General Political Department compound. The next day, he called Sun Lizhe and went directly to his home in Yanjing.

Sun Lizhe's home is near Wanchun Garden, which is very close to Tsinghua University. Sun Lizhe went to elementary and middle school at the affiliated school of Tsinghua University. However, he did not take the college entrance examination during the special period, but went to Qinbei with Shi Tiesheng to join the team.

Fang Minghua took a taxi to the address Sun Lizhe told him on the phone. It was a courtyard house in the alley.

Within two minutes of knocking on the door, the door opened and Sun Lizhe walked out.

"Minghua!"

"Lizhe!"

The two laughed and hugged each other before entering the yard.

This is a typical small courtyard house with three northern rooms, two eastern and western wing rooms, and three southern rooms (back rooms). Although the yard is not big, it is very elegant. There are two crabapple trees planted against the wall, which are lush and green.

Seeing Fang Minghua looking around, Sun Lizhe smiled and said, "At the beginning, I was lucky to listen to you and didn't sell this old house. Otherwise, I wouldn't have a place to live when I came back this time."

"Not bad, not bad," Fang Minghua praised repeatedly.

"How about it, do you like Siheyuan? Why don't you buy one in Yanjing?" Sun Lizhe said.

"I've already bought one, near Shichahai."

"Oh, that's a good place, go and have a look when you have time."

The two entered the living room, and Sun Lizhe's family was there. After greeting each other, the two simply moved the table and chairs to the yard, drinking tea and chatting while basking in the sun.

"Minghua, I came back to China this time to discuss something with you. I want to focus the company's development on China." Sun Lizhe said.

"Continue to engage in electronic typesetting business?" Fang Minghua asked.

"We need to do electronic typesetting, but this is only part of it. The main thing is this. Wait for me." Sun Lizhe said and walked back to his study. In less than two minutes, he came out with a thick book in his hand.

"Look at this."

Fang Minghua took it, and it turned out to be an English book: "The C Programming Language"

"Computer-related, C language?" Fang Minghua asked tentatively.

"Yes, the full name is "C Programming Language". It is co-authored by famous American scholars Brian W. Kernighan and Dennis M. Ritchie. It is a classic textbook for C language programming. It is very popular in American colleges and universities, but I found that we can't see this book in China when I returned to China."

"Moreover, many American computer books are not available in our country. Now computers and networks are developing rapidly, and the Internet has also appeared in China, so I want to set up a book publishing company to introduce and publish excellent American computer books."

Oh

Sun Lizhe also wants to engage in book publishing?

But he is looking in the right direction. Computer books are definitely a hot topic.

But Fang Minghua thought of a question: "Lizhe, domestic private book publishing companies cannot obtain book numbers. How do you solve this problem? Buy a book number? To be honest, my friend and I opened a publishing company called Shengshi Books, which mainly focuses on literature and relies on buying book numbers for publication.

"No, no, I don't plan to buy a book number." Sun Lizhe shook his head.