Era: 1979 From mountain man to richest man

Chapter 166 Check out the sequel, Civil Engineering Design Institute, Sewing Machine
In Qingsong Bay, there is only one tractor.

High-end products like Jeeps are rarely seen on ordinary days.

The jeeps that can drive to Qingsong Bay can only be people from big cities above the county level.

Generally speaking, people from above come to see the leader Murakami. The parking place should be at the door of the brigade meeting room, or at the home of the old party secretary or brigade leader.

It's very strange to park here in my new house.

In the advance dream last night, Song Chaoyang did not dream of this scene.

Before getting off the car, he really didn't expect who would appear here.

It couldn't be that the tiger hunting incident was in the newspapers, and then the higher authorities sent someone to reward him, right?
Next door in western Sichuan, dozens of leopards and bears that enter the village are killed every year, and no one has ever interviewed them.

I really can't figure out who is here.

At this time, the door of Ye Qingshan's house next door was also closed, and it seemed that no one was there. Song Chaoyang didn't know who to ask if he wanted to ask.

I introduced Lao Jin to grandma, and then invited him into the house for a drink of water.

Only when Song Chaoyang heard this did he understand.

When he read the first page, he became a little excited. This is not maintaining the standard. This is simply beyond the standard, and it looks more exciting than the previous one.

Song Chaoyang pointed to the textbooks on his desk and said:

Song Chaoyang couldn't help but sigh secretly:

Nowadays, if someone comes from above, it might be a big deal.

It turned out that other people from the sect were here.

"Grandma, whose car is that outside?"

It's reassuring to know.

Grandma Chen Qingshu came out. When the old lady saw her grandson and granddaughter coming back, she greeted them with a smile.

"Oh, that car outside is from the city. Several people call your dad Uncle Master."

After hearing Song Chaoyang's answer, Lao Jin asked in disbelief:
"It's been a long time, isn't it? You've already written half of it, does it take so long for the other half?"

"The main reason is that I still need to take some time to review, and the subsequent plots still need to be carefully considered. You also know that there is a saying that haste makes waste."

"Mom? We're back!" Song Chaoyang shouted to the yard, while beckoning others to come in.

Looking at the thick manuscript, Lao Jin immediately began to read it eagerly.

So after the car stopped, everyone including Lao Jin got out of the car together.

"Right now, they are burning incense and paper at the Taoist temple."

He can already imagine what kind of reaction the higher-ups will have after submitting this work.

Song Chaoyang asked his grandmother:

Hearing shouts outside the yard, there was a sound of footsteps in the room.

Lao Jin then read a few more pages, and after confirming his thoughts, he immediately asked Song Chaoyang when the work would be completed. At that time, he would be here to pick up Song Chaoyang in person as soon as possible. Editorial Department.

"At the end of September." Song Chaoyang replied casually.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lao Zhangtou left, another group of people came immediately. It was not known how long this group of people would stay.

"We are of the same generation as that old Zhangtou who just left yesterday."

Lao Jin really didn't expect that Song Chaoyang's writing progress was so fast. The second sequel was already halfway written.

At this moment, except for the sheep, chickens and ducks, no one was in the yard.

But now that he knew who it was, Song Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe he could be transferred directly to the provincial capital.

Could it be that Lao Zhangtou hasn't left yet and this car is here to pick him up?

By the way, I also showed him the half-written "Gourd Little King Kong".

It will definitely be quite explosive.

Song Chaoyang is the writer he signed. If this second part can maintain the level of the first, then his position in the editorial department will also rise.

"Where are the people?" Eldest sister Song Xue asked curiously.

Under the leadership of Song Chaoyang, everyone came to the door of the courtyard. Song Chaoyang opened the door and took a look inside.

Why does it feel like my father's team is worse at it?

Looking at the jeep outside, it seems that the person coming is from a work or government department.

Lao Jin actually has selfish motives.

Maybe when the superiors are happy, they will directly transfer themselves to the provincial capital.

Grandma glanced outside and then said:

Everyone else felt they were doing pretty well.

"Where is everyone else?"

"That's right." Lao Jin nodded, then he frowned and said:
"But...but I think you should speed up the process."

After speaking, he took Song Chaoyang's manuscript and knocked it with his hand:

"This kind of good stuff should be updated more when inspiration comes."

"If you want to take the college entrance examination, you have to wait until next year. It's still a long time."

Of course Song Chaoyang knew what Lao Jin was thinking.

But the purpose of letting Lao Jin see the manuscript today was also to let him send the news to the provincial capital.

Although the contract was signed before, it did not clearly indicate that the sequel to Calabash Brothers would be given to Oriental Publishing House.

He already knew it in the precognitive dream, and publishing houses in other provinces were preparing to find ways to contact him.

This has allowed him to choose other publishers to publish the sequel.

Song Chaoyang can choose whichever family gives him more money.

The purpose of what he did was as simple as giving a message to Oriental Publishing House.

I have a sequel in my hands, and the writing is better than the first one.

Oriental Publishing House is not monolithic. Fang Yan is the one who supports him. There are also some people like Sister Mei who want to lower the price.

To put it bluntly, writing books is to make money.

in business.

Song Chaoyang definitely needs to maximize his own interests.

It is impossible for other publishing houses to give me a higher price, and I still invest in Oriental Publishing House.

At that time, all the mandatory things in the contract had been deleted.

It just means that in the case of the same price, Oriental Publishing House has priority.

Of course, it was impossible to tell Lao Jin openly about this.

That would be too naked.

Song Chaoyang said with a smile:

"That won't work. Reviewing is just like writing. It's difficult to pick it up again once you drop it. For example, if I ask you about the knowledge you learned in high school, think about how much you can still remember now."

Lao Jin didn't expect Song Chaoyang to answer like this. He opened his mouth and said:
"I...of course I can't remember much, otherwise I would have gone to college."

Song Chaoyang smiled and nodded:
"That's right, isn't there another saying that says you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry? It's almost the end of September."

"Besides, the first part is still being serialized. Even if I take out the second part, wouldn't it be impossible to publish it?"

Lao Jin said anxiously:

"That's different. Although the serialization can't be published, you can have people make comic strips first."

"And more importantly, you can get a large sum of royalties in advance, so why not?"

Song Chaoyang waved his hand and patted his shoulder:

"It won't take long, don't worry."

Lao Jin almost rolled his eyes and thought to himself: 'How can we not be in a hurry? I hope you finish writing this tomorrow. '

He still hopes to rise quickly.

Now I am in my early forties, and if I don’t climb up, I won’t be able to climb up anymore.

Otherwise, when the leader comes, he won't entertain him so hard.

But he also knew that Song Chaoyang was talking about objective reasons.

Although writing is important, getting into college is equally important.

Knowledge must be read frequently. People are forgetful, especially when they are old. For example, he cannot remember all the knowledge now.

After reading a few more pages of the story, I found that it was indeed getting more exciting.

But the more exciting it was, the more anxious he felt, and he always felt like he had a long night and many dreams.

It always feels wrong not to hold good things in your hands.

Why don't you just sign this book now?

An idea suddenly popped into his mind.

But there is no such precedent in this era.

You have to see all the manuscripts before you can sign the contract.

After thinking about it, I decided to avoid Ye Changmengduo going back first and informing the superiors to see if this new method could be used to sign Song Chaoyang's half-written book as a completed book.

So as not to have long nights and many dreams.

You must know that Song Chaoyang is already somewhat famous now. A few days ago, a colleague came to ask me about Song Chaoyang with a children's magazine from Oriental Publishing House.

You must know that Song Chaoyang's contract did not force him to make a sequel and must sell it to Oriental Publishing House.

If Fang Yan, the intellectual from Oriental Publishing House, had the say, he wouldn't be afraid.

No matter how high the price is, I can give it.

As long as Oriental Publishing House can afford it, it will definitely pay the highest price in the industry.

But Fang Yan is not the only one who has the final say. There are many leaders as well.

If it is not signed by then, Oriental Publishing House will suffer losses, and my dream of appreciation will be over.

Thinking of this, Lao Jin suddenly couldn't sit still.

He didn't want to read the manuscript he hadn't finished yet. After looking at his watch, he told Song Chaoyang that it was almost time and he should go back.

It would take about two hours to get back here. Song Chaoyang glanced at his watch and found that it was indeed getting late.

Anyway, my goal has been achieved now.

So I got some mountain goods from home and brought them to Lao Jin, then sent him to the car, waved and watched him drive away from Qingsong Bay.

Not long after Lao Jin was sent away here, Song Chaoyang was still talking to his grandmother about cataract surgery for his grandfather Song Shengcheng.

My mother, Xu Cuiping, is back.

However, only my mother came back, and the others did not come back with her.

Seeing that the third child and the eldest family were back, my mother first asked Song Xue about the child's physical examination. She knew that except for some parasites and malnutrition, there were no major problems with Xiao Rong'er's body.

Xu Cuiping breathed a sigh of relief. These days, she was worried that her child would be seriously ill.

Even though his family has built a house now, Song Chaoyang can also make money.

But the hospital is a bottomless pit.

The little money Song Chaoyang had, if he encountered any serious illness, it would be like throwing it into the water without making waves.

Rural people are not members of the work unit, and they can still be reimbursed by the work unit.

Who do they turn to for reimbursement?

There is nowhere to reimburse.

She then asked Song Chaoyang about the little girl's registration.

Knowing that everything was going smoothly, I asked Song Chaoyang about some arrangements for the little girl's life.

I felt relieved when I heard Song Xue and Liu Yong talking to each other about the nice house over there, and how many acquaintances of Song Chaoyang were taking care of it.

When she heard that Song Chaoyang gave away some mountain products when Lao Jin left just now, she felt that the gift was a little too little. There was still a lot of beef and donkey meat at home.

The only mountain products are some dried fungus, dried shiitake mushrooms, pine nuts, and chestnuts, all worthless things.

Song Chaoyang comforted his mother, don't worry, he will make a special trip to thank others later.

Then he asked who the person who came this time was.

Why haven't dad and the others come back yet?

The old lady pointed in the direction of the Taoist temple, and then said:

"They are all still at the Taoist temple over there, and they are currently studying the matter of reconstruction."

"This one is about the same age as your dad. I heard it was drawn by some kind of designer."

Song Chaoyang was a little surprised when he heard his mother's description:

"Huh? High-level intellectuals!"

"They believe this too?"

He originally thought that only warriors like Lao Zhangtou would be interested in this, but he didn't expect that the high-level intellectuals who drew the drawings would also believe this?
After hearing this, my mother nodded:

"I believe it, I believe it so much. I talked about Feng Shui with your dad as soon as noon came today. I was almost stunned by the conversation."

"It's ridiculous to say that I built the bridge myself. What happened when I was building the building?"

After hearing my mother's description, Song Chaoyang immediately understood and asked:

"Architectural bridge design?"

The old lady nodded and said:

"Oh, it seems to be a similar name."

"They specialize in designing big projects for the government, such as building houses and bridges. They draw the drawings first and then build them."

Song Chaoyang finally understood. It turned out to be the civil engineering brother who drew the pictures.

Song Chaoyang then asked his mother if she had received the things he brought back.

Song Chaoyang bought a lot of cloth last time and asked the tractor to bring him a sewing machine.

Now he had to reconcile the accounts, and he didn't want the tractor driver to get a piece of it.

After hearing what Song Chaoyang said, my mother immediately took him to her room.

Then Song Chaoyang saw the sewing machine with the snakeskin bag on it still unopened, and the cloth he bought.

My mother said she didn’t know how to do this, and her second uncle, third uncle, and their family hadn’t left yet.

She said that Song Chaoyang bought it for someone else.

I put it here at their house first, so I didn't dismantle it.

In order to avoid saying that it is from my family, the second uncle and the third uncle will have their thoughts when the time comes.

Especially the second uncle's family, if they knew that these things belonged to the Song Dynasty's natal family, they would definitely find a way to get some away.

But today they have gone back, and even grandpa went back first.

Only grandma is still here.

Now you can take it apart and try it out.

However, Song Chaoyang has never owned this sewing machine, but he only knew the general principles in his previous life.

It is better to ask someone to teach you how to use it.

As far as he knew, Qin Wanshan's wife next door would use this.

It just so happened that the two families were getting married in the future, so it was just right to ask her to come over and teach me how to use it.

(End of this chapter)