Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 144 Can't Miss One

After listening to Secretary Li Songling's introduction, everyone was a little surprised. They didn't expect Qin Xiong, who seemed to be silent, to have such amazing achievements.

"Qin Xiong, how much do you earn in a month now?" Secretary Li asked deliberately, possibly to motivate or stimulate everyone.

"Not much, living in Xiangcheng is quite comfortable." Qin Xiong said vaguely.

"Slick, no matter which line of work, making money is also a display of strength. As writers, we must not only endure loneliness and poverty, but also have the courage to pursue a better life. Don't feel bitter. Haha. As a writer, if you don’t have enough diversified life experience, what you write can easily fall into paleness and paranoia...” Secretary Li said.

"When it's less, it's [-] to [-], and when it's more, it's hundreds of thousands, but it usually includes the copyright adaptation fee. Under normal circumstances, it's tens of thousands." Qin Xiong was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so he still put the average income , slashed a section.

However, even this shrinking income shocked many traditional writers on the scene.

Because the reason why many people have their main business and regard writing as a part-time job is because writing alone, even if they publish a book, may not make tens of thousands of dollars a year. This is the cruel reality.

It is now 2022, but the threshold for manuscript fees is still 800 yuan, and many people have worked hard for several years to publish a book, and the royalties they get may only be [-] to [-], or even less.

Fortunately, the current tax rebate policy has greatly improved this situation. Authors with an annual manuscript income of less than [-] can generally apply for tax rebates. Only when their income reaches the million level can they need to pay taxes.

Of course, among traditional writers, those writers with particularly strong sales have a very high income ceiling, and there are also tens of millions of royalties a year.

But in any industry, the ceiling income cannot be used to judge the survival status and ecological environment of an industry.

In this way, under Secretary Li Songling's questioning, Qin Xiong, who was forced to make a living by himself, soon became the focus of everyone's attention.

It didn't take long for him to become WeChat friends with many writers present.

There are even a few younger writers who are planning to switch to learning to write online articles, and plan to learn from him alone when they go back.

Qin Xiong is also very happy to be able to help everyone, and he will answer everyone's questions in as much detail as possible under the premise of time permitting.

After the afternoon meeting ended, it was already past four o'clock.

Originally, Niangniangshan Farm arranged a sumptuous dinner for everyone, but Qin Xiong thought that tomorrow his association would go to the same city to gather folk songs, so after taking the initiative to explain the situation to Secretary Li, he sat on the TV station's car and went straight back to Hong Kong. city.

After returning home, Qin Xiong first calmed down, wrote tomorrow's update draft, and further connected with Hu Tiancai, a local member in the same city.

This time, he focused on security issues.

"Xiao Hu, how safe is the second-phase scenic spot over there?" Qin Xiong asked.

"At present, it is not fully open to tourists, but everyone should pay attention, it is still very safe." Hu Tiancai replied.

"Do you think it is necessary to remind everyone to buy a travel accident insurance on a certain treasure in one day?" Qin Xiong asked.

Although everyone is an adult and they are familiar with each other, Qin Xiong is also afraid that some people have no sense of risk, and if there is a safety accident, it will hurt their feelings if they turn around.

The key point is that he himself, as the person in charge of the association, does not have much cash on hand. The little money lying in the public account of the association is essentially the private money of President Zhang Wenshan. I can't even get the consolation money.

"It's better to buy one. Don't be afraid of 12 yuan, just in case. It's better than nothing. Besides, it's not expensive. The cheap one is 22 yuan a day, and the expensive one is [-] yuan a day." Hu Tiancai said.

"Okay, then I'll ask for it in the group." After Qin Xiong finished speaking, he was about to emphasize it in the group when a call came from the Youth League Committee.

"Secretary Qin, I'm sorry. I originally planned to go to the same city with you this time to collect folk songs, but the higher-ups came up with a temporary task. All of us have to stay in the unit and work overtime. I'm afraid we won't be able to go tomorrow!" Director Zhou Xiaohui of the Youth League Committee said. Said kindly.

"You said you were going to two people before, but now both of you have to work overtime?" Qin Xiong asked hastily.

"Yeah, there's really no other way for this emergency mission." Director Zhou replied.

"In that case, I can only accept it with regret." Qin Xiong said helplessly after hearing this.

He didn't expect that he was going to leave tomorrow, and before he left, he could further reduce the number of staff.

After crossing out the two people on the list, Qin Xiong sighed, and with the addition of someone who fell ill suddenly, now there are only ten people.

Compared with the City Writers Association's need to charter a car and try to control the number of people before departure, their music collection team is simply a bit shabby.

Moreover, there is another critical issue, that is, all the people who went out to gather folk songs this time are from the Internet Writers Association.

The leaders of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Writers Association were unable to participate for some reason, and the leaders of the Youth League Committee could not go now either.

In this way, the specifications and influence of the Internet Writers Association's first collection will be greatly reduced.

However, we are leaving tomorrow. At this time, it is obviously too late to invite other leaders.

Even if he invites him, it doesn't feel good to the leader, as if he was pulled over temporarily to make up the numbers.

In desperation, Qin Xiong had no choice but to suppress the depression in his heart, and asked in the association group:

"Family, we're going to collect folk songs in the same city tomorrow. Is there anyone who is free temporarily and wants to participate in the event? We can arrange it at any time."

"Secretary Qin has worked hard. I've been too busy with work recently, and I really can't take time off."

"The leader refused to approve the leave, so I really can't go, sorry."

"I'm going on a business trip this time, so I must try to keep up with the rhythm next time."

……

Seeing everyone's comforting words, but few of them could really go, Qin Xiong secretly sighed.

These days, it is really difficult to organize a group outing.

Not only that, but seeing that there were not many people going, even those who had planned to go before actually wanted to retreat.

"Nobita, the kids are on vacation tomorrow, so I might really be stuck..." Sima Dong, the master of history, quickly called to explain the situation.

"The ones that have been promised can't be less. If it goes down, there will be no more than ten. This time, even if you are under the knife, you have to go with us. If it doesn't work, you can take the children with you." Qin After hearing this, Xiong said heartily.

"Well, even if the child's problem can be solved, I don't have a car to go there. My brother borrowed the car and haven't returned it yet. You have to leave from Xiangcheng at eight o'clock, so I have to go to Tongcheng before seven o'clock. It’s so early, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get a taxi.” Sima Dong said.

"Don't be afraid, at worst I'll get up at six o'clock and go pick you up!" Qin Xiong said.

"No, no, that would be too hard for you. It would take more than [-] kilometers to go back and forth, and after picking me up, you would have to drive to the same city. That would be more than [-] kilometers back and forth, and you would have to run four to five hundred kilometers a day. " Sima Dong said.

"It must be picked up, not one less! Serve the people!!!" Qin Xiong replied affirmatively.

(End of this chapter)