Zou Weilun was exhausted from work, and he spent the whole day running around for the novel "The Story of Qin", and he strongly protested against the leader's definition of the novel "The Story of Qin" as "superstitious literature".

If "Xun Qin" is superstitious literature, then what are the "Journey to the West" and "Liao Zhai" handed down by the ancestors from ancient times?

He didn't understand.

However, his persistence has brought a great burden to the workload of the editor-in-chief, and throughout the day, the editor-in-chief has a stinky face, and when they meet occasionally, they don't seem to see him.

In desperation, in the end, Zou Weilun went to the editor-in-chief's office in person, but the result was still the same.

The editor-in-chief treated his subordinates very politely, and the editor-in-chief also smiled and affirmed Zou Weilun's persistence.

After understanding the general content of "Xun Qin", the editor-in-chief made a final decision on this incident.

He told Zou Weilun that in the mainland, because of the background of the times and political elements, novels like "Xun Qin" are too shocking to the world, and there is absolutely no possibility of being published in that publishing house.

Zou Weilun was silent at that time.

Seeing this, the editor-in-chief comforted him a few words, and asked Zou Weilun to go back to work first, calm down, and sort out his thoughts.

Zou Weilun was a little listless, he couldn't lift his spirits at all.

He was so desperate at the existing publishing system that he was rotten to the core.

At the end of work, the editor-in-chief came to the editorial team, held a small meeting for the editors-in-charge, and criticized Zou Weilun by name, ignorance of current affairs, ignorance of the spirit of the superiors, overstepping suggestions, etc., finally, the editor-in-chief seriously asked Zou Weilun to deeply reflect on this behavior.

Zou Weilun was very tired, but he was more tired, and he never replied to the email of "Qinglian Sword Immortal" until he got off work.

He really wanted to publish this book, and he believed that it was a work that would lead the trend of the literary world and set off a new era.

But obviously, he doesn't have this ability now.

Sitting at home, he opened the email again, carefully read "Xun Qin Ji", added and subtracted in the reply column, deleted and added, and his face struggled to hideous.

Eventually, he slapped the keyboard, turned around and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, in a daze.

Because of his love of literature, he ran for the president of the literary club in college, and before graduating, he did a work internship at a magazine next to the school.

Later, after graduation, with the resume of working in the magazine and his experience as the president of the university literature club, he stood out in the bloody storm through countless competitions, and came to the largest Tang Dynasty publishing house in China as an intern editor, and stayed up for a year, and finally rose to the position of responsible editor in the deceitful workplace, and the future should be extremely bright, but somehow, he can no longer mention his love for literature in college.

When I was a student, I could write whatever I wanted and say whatever I wanted.

But when he arrived at work, he found that countless rules and regulations were like a net, rushing towards him, completely restricting his active thinking.

In recent years, because I know too much and know what I can write and what I can't write, all my unbridled imagination has disappeared.

His creative passion is disappearing, and he is working in a muddled manner every day.

Obey the instructions of your boss, implement the spirit of leadership, and work in a down-to-earth manner......

This is not the life he wants......

Thinking of the literary and artistic period when he was in college, he mingled with three or five friends and recited poems, Zou Weilun couldn't help but smile wryly.

Now it seems that all the actions at that time were really naïve......

"By the way, doesn't Ah Fen work for a publishing house in Hong Kong?"

Thinking of Cai Afen, the vice president of the Literature Club in college, Zou Weilun's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found a way out at once.

Since "The Legend of Qin" cannot be published in the mainland, it should be no problem in Hong Kong......

He dug out the classmate directory, and according to the phone number kept by Cai Afen above, he called the classmates who were far away in Hong Kong.

As soon as the phone rang, it was connected.

"Is it Ah Fen?" asked Zou Weilun.

"Ah Wei?" just paused slightly, and there was an exclamation on the phone, and then, laughter came: "Is there anything wrong with calling so late?"

"Can't I call you if it's okay?" Zou Weilun asked with a smile.

"Come on, I don't know you yet, except for the New Year's holidays, when did you call everyone...... How about it, it's okay to work in the Tang Dynasty, is it comfortable, isn't it?"

Listening to Cai Afen's slightly jealous voice, Zou Weilun smiled bitterly, when he was in the Literature Club, he got the position of president through competition, and when he was working, he also got the position of Tang Dynasty Publishing House through competition, so many people in the club were extremely envious of him, he used to feel very honored and proud, but now, he only feels one word, tired!

He said lightly: "Do you think I'm very comfortable now?"

Cai Afen was surprised: "There are more than 20 people in our club who are competing with you, and everyone is very envious of you...... Why, there are still troubles about working in the Tang Dynasty? Five insurances and one housing fund, and so many wages, you can do it, don't get cheap and sell well!"

"Stop! OK, stop!"

Zou Weilun couldn't stand Cai Afen's constant ridicule, and hurriedly said, "I need your help with something now." ”

In the end, it was a classmate friendship, and as soon as she heard that something was wrong, Cai Afen almost hung up the phone on the spot......

"Let me tell you, I'm working hard now, Hong Kong is more discriminatory against mainlanders, I'm trying to slip Cantonese now, don't borrow money from me, I'm working hard, I owe hundreds of yuan to my colleague in the dormitory......"

Zou Weilun couldn't cry or laugh, and finally said with some concern: "Are you short of money?" You send the bank account number, and I will transfer you some living expenses for emergencies first. ”

"Come on, I know you're a bad person!" Cai Afen snorted: "Say, what's the matter, you, the president, have personally spoken, I will help if I can!"

"I have such a book here......"

Zou Weilun explained the details of the incident to Cai Afen.

Cai Afen knew that the mainland publishing house had many creative restrictions, and after listening to what Zou Weilun said, he was also a little interested, and after asking for the document of "Xun Qin", he hung up the phone and went to study the novel carefully.

Two days later.

Hong Kong, Culture Publishing House, Conference Room.

"This "Searching for Qin", there is no doubt about it, it is a master's work......"

A middle-aged man in a gray suit, with a mustache, a big back comb, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was sitting at a desk with his hands crossed, "But the author is from the mainland, I guess it should be from the hands of a highly respected and highly educated novelist, of course, it is precisely for this reason that this novel cannot be published in the feudal mainland society." That's why we got this opportunity. ”

"Here, I will praise Xiao Fen by name, you did a good job, you were able to discover "Xun Qin Ji" and hand it over to the supervisor in time, everything you did is worthy of praise, and I will give you a surprise this month's bonus. ”

Bang la la blah.

The applause rang out, and the handsome-looking Cai Shaofen got up in surprise, "Thank you, Dong Wang." ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, motioned for her to sit down, and then continued: "The 200,000 words at the beginning of "Xun Qin" are very exciting, and after reading it, China Film is also interested in adapting it into a script. Since both of us think this novel is good, it is very likely that "Xun Qin" can be filmed for film and television. Next, Xiaofen, you take a few people to the mainland for a trip, and the company will reimburse the expenses back and forth, you remember, say hello to the old man of 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' on my behalf, and sign the traditional publishing copyright of this novel, as well as the most important film and television copyright ......"

"You have to ask for the specific number of the novel "Xun Qin Ji", and then set the price, simply publish, the upper limit of the buyout is two million, if it comes with film and television copyrights, the upper limit is five million, if the other party's asking price exceeds this number, or encounters other difficulties, you call me again, and we will keep in touch at any time. ”

Cai Afen nodded solemnly.

Wang Dong looked around: "Do you have any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay, Xiaofen, let's get started immediately. ”

"Adjourned!" -

Thanks to the sage in black, the eagle owl and other brothers for their rewards, and ask for recommendation votes for a new day

In the evening, I made a joke on Weibo, saying that the Chinese team qualified and I broke ten chapters on April 1st, and I just got the news that I really won...... Won...... Finish......