The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 242 Shao Jingwen

Zheng Juan still has a good understanding of Wang Gang's financial situation.

He works in a timber factory and earns 38 yuan a month. He can usually bring some lunch boxes home from the back kitchen to improve his meals.

However, it costs 400 yuan to buy a house, not to mention a small amount, not to mention that the policy does not allow buying and selling houses.

"I have saved some money in the past few years, enough to buy a house." Wang Gang explained:
"My old neighbor, Mr. Zhang, has a sick grandson and wants to sell the house to see a doctor. We can sign a contract first, and then go to the housing management office or the street office to find someone to notarize. We have been neighbors for decades, and nothing will happen."

Zheng Juan said: "If you have money, you can't spend it recklessly. You live in a good house, so why buy a house?"

Wang Gang explained: "The two rooms in our house belong to my father, but my father has three children, and it is impossible to give them to me, so buy a house as soon as possible, and there will be a guarantee for future life."

Seeing that Wang Gang had considered all aspects, Zheng's mother was more at ease in handing over her daughter to him.

"Juan'er, listen to Kun'er about this kind of thing, what he said makes sense, but after the house is bought, you young couple will live by yourself, and Guangming and I will still live in Taiping Hutong." Zheng's mother said.

Zheng Guangming nodded and said, "Yes, it's enough for me and my mother to live here."

Wang Gang shook his head and said: "Ma'am, you are old and Guangming is still young. I don't worry about you living so far away. You will move in together and take care of each other. My mother still wants to chat with you every day at home."

Mother Zheng led Li Suhua to become a devout Buddhist. Wang Gang thought it was good. The two old ladies had common interests and hobbies, and they could chat and get along more happily.

Seeing that Wang Gang had arranged everything for her mother and younger brother, Zheng Juan hugged his arm and leaned on him moved.

Mother Zheng saw that the young couple was tired and crooked, so she found an excuse and called Zheng Guangming to leave together.

Wang Gang smelled the moving fragrance around him, and kissed her involuntarily.

Zheng Juan was also moved and responded fiercely.

After kissing for a while, Wang just restrained himself and pulled Zheng Juan away.

"I want to wait until the day we get married." Wang Gang hugged Zheng Juan and said.

Zheng Juan nodded slightly, giving Wang Gang all her heart.

After a moment of tenderness, Wang Gang told Zheng Juan about the party in the third year of junior high school, and she could go there or not.

"I'm going, I want to meet your friend." Zheng Juan agreed without any hesitation.

Wang Gang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up on the third day of junior high school."

"When will your father arrive?" Zheng Juan asked.

"There is no accident and I will arrive tomorrow." Wang Gang wondered whether Zhou Zhigang would go to Guizhou to find Zhou Rong this year, like in the TV series, instead of going home.

About Zhou Rong, Wang Gang had already written to Zhou Zhigang, but Zhou Zhigang never responded to the letter, and did not express his attitude towards Zhou Rong.

But Wang Gang could also guess that Zhou Zhigang must be very angry, but after three years, all anger should disappear.

How long can a daughter slave be angry.

"I'll pick you up at the train station with you tomorrow." Zheng Juan seemed a little anxious to see Zhou Zhigang.

"My mother has already thought about it, borrow a bicycle tomorrow, and you take her to the train station." Wang Gang said with a smile.

"Would your dad not like me?" Zheng Juan was a little worried now.

"No, every time I write a letter, my mother praises you like a flower, and my father also expresses that he is looking forward to seeing you."

Zheng Juan leaned on Wang Gang's shoulder and said, "I really want to see your dad soon."

Wang Gang laughed and said, "You want to marry me so much!"

Zheng Juan patted Wang Gang and said coquettishly, "Don't you want to marry?"

"I think, even in my dreams." Wang Gang said with his arms around Zheng Juan.

In the evening, Wang Gang returned home after having dinner at Zheng Juan's. When he got home, he found a guest.

"Editor Shao, why are you here?" Wang Gang was very enthusiastic when he saw the visitor.

"Bingkun, why did you come back? Editor Shao has been waiting for you for two hours." Li Suhua complained.

Editor-in-chief Shao Jingwen is the editor-in-chief of "Golden Land Magazine" under Jiangliao Publishing House.

Wang Gang's acquaintance with Shao Jingwen can be said to be a coincidence, or it can be said to be inevitable.

Three years ago, Wang Gang was thinking about how to make money, so he tried to write novels and contributed articles to magazines.

It was when Shao Jingwen saw the manuscript submitted by Wang Gang that the two met.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and on behalf of the club, I'm here to send you some New Year's goods, and I'll also send you the refill fee for this issue."

Shao Jingwen took out a remittance slip and handed it to Wang Gang.

Wang Gang saw the amount on the remittance slip and asked, "Why did you pay too much this time?"

Shao Jingwen said: "The story you wrote was published in our magazine, and the response was very good. After a meeting and discussion in the agency, it was agreed that your remuneration should be increased from five yuan per thousand characters to eight yuan."

Wang Gang was very happy, put away the remittance slip and said, "It's the pen fee, not the manuscript fee, don't hurt me."

Shao Jingwen slapped his head and said, "Yes, yes, it's the brush fee, not the manuscript fee."

Since the chaos began, the remuneration system has been abolished, regardless of whether newspapers and magazines publish poems or short stories, they are all unpaid.

But even the living can't be suffocated to death by urine, so the magazine has a bonus fee, which is actually the same as the concept of manuscript remuneration.

"The agency also decided to set up a special column in the magazine and hire you as a columnist to publish the stories you wrote."

Li Suhua didn't quite understand it, but after hearing the word columnist, she couldn't help asking: "Editor Shao, are you asking my family, Bingkun, to work in a magazine?"

No wonder Li Suhua was so excited. In this era, literati still have some status. It is a very honorable thing to be able to join the Jindi Magazine, such a public unit.

Wang Gang's job is quite good now. He is a chef in a small cafeteria in the factory.

After all, he is a cook.

"Yes, the president asked his superiors for special approval to invite Comrade Zhou Bingkun to join the club." Shao Jingwen took out a letter of introduction and handed it to Wang Gang.

Wang Gang took it casually, without showing too much surprise.

After three years of planning, this result is only today. Not only is Wang Gang not happy, but he is very dissatisfied with himself.

"Editor Shao, does Bingkun have an official establishment?" Li Suhua asked.

"There is an organization, of course there is an organization." Shao Jingwen said with a smile.

In fact, Golden Land magazine valued Wang Gang very much, or rather valued Wang Gang's talent.

In the past three years, Golden Land magazine has been thriving in Jiangliao Publishing House, and its sales have been rising steadily. In the final analysis, it is due to the stories written by Wang Gang.

Since the chaos began, many literati in the magazine had a bad luck and were unable to work, and the quality of the magazine plummeted.

The articles published later were also restricted, many topics were not allowed to be written, and the Golden Land Magazine was once closed to the point of publication.

As the editor-in-chief of the magazine, Shao Jingwen saw it and was anxious until he received Wang Gang's contribution.

The stories written by Wang Gang are all in praise of the deeds of veterans in the battlefield, and they are completely in line with current events. What's more rare is that Wang Gang's writing style is very delicate, and the stories are smooth, which can resonate with readers. .

When Shao Jingwen received Wang Gang's contribution, he thought it was written by a veteran who had been on the battlefield for decades, but when he found it according to the mailing address, he found that it was a young man who hadn't arrived, so he almost left without hesitation.

Fortunately, he has a high level of self-cultivation, and when he chatted with Wang Gang patiently, he found that no matter what he said or did, he was justified and well-founded.

Later, Wang Gang successfully published his own story in Golden Land Magazine, and persisted for three years.

After all, Wang Gang has experienced chaos once, and he knows what to write and what not to write, so every article and story he publishes is approved once, and Shao Jingwen, as the editor-in-chief, has nothing to modify.

After getting along for three years, Shao Jingwen admired Wang Gang's talent very much, and took the initiative to recruit him to work in the magazine.

Wang Gang also knew that in addition to his good writing skills, Shao Jingwen's busy schedule was also indispensable for him to enter the club.

"Bingkun, this time you join the publishing house, you have to make good use of it. Jiangliao Publishing House has a recommended quota for college every year." Shao Jingwen urged.

Li Suhua was puzzled and said, "Isn't it that you don't want to go to college now?"

Shao Jingwen explained: "It's not that they won't be admitted, it's that they won't be given exams. All college students are recommended by their units and institutions. Jiangliao Publishing House has a place to go to Jiangliao University for further study every year, and many people grab it."

Li Suhua flushed with excitement and said, "Bingkun, you have a chance to go to college!"

Wang Gang held Li Suhua's hand and said, "Mom, don't get excited, there's nothing to worry about, watch your blood pressure."

Li Suhua took a deep breath, recited Buddhist scriptures silently, and slowly calmed down, and the abnormal flush on his face also faded.

"My old lump will have the opportunity to go to college." Li Suhua said with a smile, feeling like he would wake up from a dream tonight.

"Mom, with so many people in the publishing house, it's impossible to give me a quota. Don't have too much hope." Wang Gang said in relief.

"That's hopeful!" Li Suhua said with a smile, "I thought your brother and sister had hope to go to college, but I didn't expect you to take the lead."

Wang Gang was speechless, he had nothing to say, and he didn't know what the old lady was happy about.

(End of this chapter)