Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 417 The unit raises funds to build a house (fifth update)

Fang Minghua no longer worries about Li Li.

The girl has already grown up and has her own ideas. No one can decide for her the path she wants to take.

But Song Tangtang was very concerned about this matter, and Fang Minghua was helpless.

Zhao Hongjun and Song Tangtang were specifically responsible for the affairs of Shengshi Company. He didn't ask too many questions. He still focused on the editorial department.

After going to work in the afternoon, Bai Miao knocked on the door and came in. During the time when Fang Minghua asked for leave, Bai Miao was temporarily responsible for the salary of the editorial department.

"Editor Fang, the circulation of our magazine last year was calculated, it was about 420 million, and the average monthly circulation was 35."

Fang Minghua also smiled slightly after hearing this.

Fortunately, the three-year distribution target was completed in one and a half years.

"How will readers react to the magazine's price increase?" Fang Minghua was concerned about this issue.

"Don't worry, I will take it out as soon as possible."

It turns out that since Yanhe magazine built a three-story family building in 81, it has never built another family building because of financial constraints.

"Hehe. Chief Editor Fang, isn't the company going to raise funds to build a house? How did you consider this matter?"

After everything that needed to be said was said, Fang Minghua noticed that Bai Miao was sitting on the sofa with no intention of leaving, so he asked, "Bai Miao, is there anything else?"

The unit's personnel are frequently transferred, and many new employees do not have houses. In the past, some old employees also lived on the upper floors, so the calls for the unit to build houses are getting louder and louder.

But that's it.
"Don't say this in a hurry. Let's wait until you finish editing." Fang Minghua did not agree immediately.

"Editor Fang, I heard from Munchun that you are going to compile a collection of poems published in our "Yanhe" and translate them into English for publication abroad?" Bai Miao suddenly asked.

"Didn't you ask me to edit the essence of "Yanhe"? After the editing is completed, I can also translate it into English and try to get it published abroad!" Bai Miao said.

"Prices have risen so fiercely this year. Other magazines have the same price every year. Our current prices can be considered conscientious. What's there to complain about?" Bai Miao said.

In November last year, the magazine decided to increase the unit price of each magazine from the current 11 cents per magazine to 4 cents per magazine starting from January this year.

It turned out that before going to Hainan, Fang Minghua arranged a job for Bai Miao: in addition to publishing the 1987 bound volume of "Yanhe", he, as the person in charge, also took the lead in editing the essence of "Yanhe" from 1980 to 1987. . The best novels published by Yanhe over the years will be selected and edited into essences for publication. At the same time, albums of avant-garde novels and excellent poetry will be published one after another.

In recent years, prices have been rising year after year, and costs have also increased. Even if the price is increased to the current price, it can only make a small profit, and it all relies on magazine advertising to make money.

Did the news spread so quickly?
"I have such a plan, what happened?" Fang Minghua asked.

"That's fine."

Fang Minghua did not expect that Bai Miao actually wanted to translate it into English and publish it abroad.

In a word, it would be a pity not to just throw the published literary works aside, but to use different methods to attract new readers to achieve both social and economic benefits.

This form is very common in this era. The Planning Commission family building where Fang Minghua’s parents live is now built in this way. It’s just that the proportion of public and employee contributions varies from unit to unit.

The leaders of the magazine have negotiated that the unit will contribute half and the employees will contribute half. The area of ​​the suites will all be three bedrooms and one living room of 80 square meters. They will be queued according to their position and length of service, but the final result of the allocation of houses has not been released yet.

Of course that's a good thing.

Several leaders of the unit gathered together and decided to buy a piece of land near Xingqing Road, raise funds to build a house in the name of the unit, and then hand it over to developers for construction.

In the past two years, the magazine's economic performance has improved. Last year, it made a profit of more than 40 yuan, plus the previous profit of about 60 yuan.

This is what Bai Miao asked.

"Bai Miao, what are you worried about? As the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, you are still worried about not having your share?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Hey, floors. Floors are very important!" Bai Miao said. You guy!

Fang Minghua glanced at him.

"Okay, let me tell you in advance that you seem to be on the fourth floor of the east unit."

Fourth floor? !
Bai Miao suddenly became happy.

As the saying goes, gold is worth three and silver is worth four. This house seems to be the next best thing!

Bai Miao left happily.

Fang Minghua shook his head and picked up the document.

She went home for dinner at noon, but now Song Tangtang simply didn't come back at noon in order to avoid the children. Parents, sister Fang Mingli, and son Fang Le, the family gathered around the table to eat.

Lele can now eat pasta, grabbing the steamed buns in her hand and gnawing wildly. Fang Minghua doesn't care, as long as he doesn't choke.

Mom Zhang Fenglan fed Lele steamed eggs with a small spoon. The little guy ate the steamed buns and eggs very deliciously.

"Xiaohua, is your company raising funds to build houses now?" Zhang Fenglan suddenly asked.

"Yes, didn't I tell you a long time ago? For a house with three bedrooms and one living room, the rent is half for the unit and half for the individual. The individual payment is about 12,000 yuan." Fang Minghua answered while eating.

Prices have risen sharply in the past two years, and house prices have also begun to rise. Now the price per square meter has reached 300 yuan.

"Brother, when will your house be repaired?" My sister Fang Mingli interrupted.

"It's probably not until the second half of this year at the earliest." Fang Minghua replied, then looked at his sister: "Do you want to live here?"

"Yeah." Fang Mingli hesitated for a moment: "Jianjun and I are discussing getting married, but we don't have a house at all. If you get married, the most I can do is give you a single dormitory, or you can rent a house by yourself, so I want to use That house of yours, brother, we’ll pay for it ourselves!”

"You? You and Jianjun's combined salary is less than 500. You don't want to eat or drink?" Fang Minghua asked. .

Fang Mingli was speechless.

The unit efficiency is not good.

However, these days, the efficiency of various scientific research institutes and military factories is generally poor. What if Factory 786, which is a military factory, had no choice but to switch to producing Yellow River color TVs a few years ago?

But their research institute does not have such conditions. Several key members of the institute have already left, and they have all gone to the south.

Seeing his sister like this, Fang Minghua smiled and said, "Okay, just live in peace and don't think about anything else."

"Thank you, brother, you are so kind!" Fang Mingli smiled happily.

"I only have a sister like you. If it's not good for you, who will be good for you?" Fang Minghua said: "I'll pay for your dowry! I'll buy you all the color TVs, refrigerators, and washing machines!"

"That's not okay!" Mom interrupted: "We have all bought it, what does the man pay for? He doesn't even have a house, so he picked up a girl from us for nothing?!"

"Mom, you also know that Jianjun's family is in a rural area and the conditions are not very good! I don't want a color TV, refrigerator or washing machine. I just need a house to live in." Fang Mingli argued.

"How can that be done? How can I wrong you? Look at the young people in the city getting married now. If they don't buy the four big things, who will get married?!" My mother said plausibly.

Fang Minghua was shocked after hearing this.

I bought it for my sister, but my mother refused to let me buy it and asked the man to buy it.

The husband’s family is financially difficult, and the girl is very understanding and doesn’t want these big items, but her mother doesn’t agree.
Why.
Forget it, don't mix it up, let the two girls communicate.

(End of this chapter)