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Chapter 1689 No wonder he can be a leader!
"Why did Old Cai make such a fuss in the past few years? He was just thinking about climbing up the social ladder. When he saw that the old lady had lost her power and could no longer help him, he immediately turned around, divorced Yang Lifen, and married a concubine... Oh, I heard that his concubine is pregnant!"

"Well, you're in your fifties, why do you still want one?"

"Of course I do. I still need a son!" Sun Jianping chuckled. Although it was not a good habit to talk about others behind their backs, Old Cai really disgusted him today!

"This guy is really cruel. After all, 20 or 30 years have passed. Even a stone would be warm, but he just wants to leave..." The old man reached out and touched the kitten's smooth fur, listened to its snoring sound, and smiled slyly, "Now he is hanging out with this bunch of literati. What do you think he wants?"

"What men want is nothing more than power, money, sex and fame. Now he has given up the power. As for sex, he has dozens of good friends at home and abroad. I guess he is after money and fame. Of course, in the end, it's still for money."

"You mean, exchanging fame for money?"

"Yes, just like my grandpa. He was known as a certain artist. He would casually paint a picture and hang it up. Starting at 10,000 yuan, people would rush to buy it. Why? It's because of his reputation!"

"Is your grandpa so dumb?"

"Don't mention it. The old man has nothing to do!" Sun Jianping was furious when he thought of his "step-grandmother" who was in her early twenties!

"This guy, how much is too much? It's enough if it's enough to eat and spend. Why does he have to be like your second uncle, living in a small Western-style house and flying a plane?"

The old man really can't figure it out. You just say you want to eat more, but how much can you eat in one meal?

I'm so full that I can't bear to eat more than a pound or half a pound!
As for those old ladies... no matter how exciting they are, wouldn't they get bored after playing for a while?
As for that money... you have to save more of it, just in case one of the stirrups is short and can't be connected, then you won't be caught off guard, right?

Hey!

"Everyone has their own aspirations!"

Seeing the old man yawn, Sun Jianping stood up to say goodbye. Lao Cao sent him out the door and looked at the bright Milky Way that was as bright as a band of light. "Nowhere is better than home. The sky here is brighter than that in Hecheng. The sky in Hecheng is so dark, as if covered with a layer of dust. It's uncomfortable to look at."

"Yes!" Sun Jianping also looked up at the sky. This is my second hometown, my home!

After all, we can be considered as postmodern Shandong people who have entered Guandong!

"Dad, go to bed early. I'll go to the food factory to get some pig's trotters when you come back tomorrow night. We'll stew them and eat them!"

"Well, you can use your two front hooves to steal money... that's what they say!"

Sun Jianping laughed. This old man could only live in a place where money is the key!

Leader Cai no longer cares about anything and takes this group of "artists" to "collect materials" all over the world all day long. He says that this is to familiarize themselves with the work environment in advance, fully summarize the achievements of the city's artistic development, and strive to build Hecheng into a culturally prosperous town of poetry and painting!

Today he finally stopped wandering around and was sitting in the office, picking out all the poems he and the other "artists" had written in the past few days and asking Xiao Zang to help copy and correct them, ready to do something big!
"This was written by Sun Jianping, and this was written by his wife Qian Huijun. Leader, do you want to sign their names?"

When Xiao Zang copied the poem "Ode to the Horse", he was stunned for a moment and asked him.

"Let me see……"

Old Cai took it, pinched his chin and read it again, and nodded slightly. Only now did he appreciate some of the charm of the poem. It turned out that Sun Jianping's poem was well written!
But there were so many people talking and it was so noisy that he had no time to read it carefully.

“No need to sign your name!”

Old Cai's eyes rolled and he thought of a brilliant idea!

"Don't sign the ones I wrote, or these two."

"understand!"

Xiao Zang is not stupid, so why doesn't he understand the leader's "passing off fakes as real" method? This is obviously because he saw that the couple wrote well and wanted to take credit for it! "Leader, I have summarized them all. There are a total of 637 poems, and you wrote 140 of them. Take a look..."

"You can contact the publishing house and see if you can publish a collection of poems. I've already thought of a name for it, it's called "Ode to Crane Hometown". Publishing books is popular right now, and this can be considered as creating a window for readers to understand our Crane City."

"Okay, leader, I'll do it right away!"

Xiao Zang hurried out of the door, laughing in his heart: How can you publish a collection of poems at that level? It's so funny!
It’s okay that the writing is not coherent, but what the hell are they writing about!

As he was riding his bicycle, he thought of the so-called "poems" he had just read and suddenly felt nauseous. He hurriedly parked his bicycle on the side of the road, bent over and dry-heaved twice!

Hey!
much better!
It's so disgusting!

Upon hearing that the leader wanted to publish a book, the publishing house dared not say a word. They immediately nodded and bowed, took all the manuscripts, and specially assigned two senior editors to proofread the manuscripts. However, many problems arose during this proofreading. Although Xiao Zang was very careful when transcribing, typos were inevitable.

"For example, in the poem "Ode to the Willow", 'The willow tree hangs down its green ribbons, and the spring breeze blows them gracefully.' Is the word 'wu' here the same as 'wu'?"

An editor pointed out a very obvious typo in one of Lao Cai's poems and asked the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief frowned and looked at it again, rubbing his fingers together, feeling a little embarrassed. "This 'five' fully reflects the author's admiration for the willow tree and has a specific and profound meaning. We must ensure the original flavor of the article. If we change it, it will look smooth, but it will also lose the author's original intention."

The two editors quietly rolled their eyes at the editor-in-chief. It was a typo, so it was a typo. Why did you have to flatter him and make excuses for him first?
This is the character of a scholar!
As a result, the "famous" poetry collection "Ode to Crane Hometown" containing more than 100 poems by Lao Cai came out, and the first edition was printed with 100,000 copies! All Xinhua bookstores in and around Hecheng put it on the shelves and placed it in the most prominent position in the store for readers to choose and buy!

"Only the first two poems are worth reading, the rest are just bullshit!"

This is the intuitive evaluation of the book by ordinary readers after reading it once!
They regretted their impulsive spending and regretted buying the poetry collection after reading the two poems on the first page!

The two poems on the first page are "Ode to Horses" by Sun Jianping and "Ode to Peony" by his daughter-in-law.

This is a little trick that Lao Cai plays with everyone!
You know what, it was quite successful!
But his reputation soon became bad, especially when everyone saw the "Dung Poem" at the end, they couldn't help but curse!

We are simply paying for disgust!
Soon, the 100,000 copies of the poetry collection became unsalable after selling more than 1,000 copies. Old Cai was furious. No one knew how to appreciate it!

That's art!

Do you understand art?

A bunch of sticks!
"Tell all government agencies and public institutions in the city that everyone must buy a copy, as well as all primary and secondary schools, and universities. They must all buy a copy to learn about the customs and practices of our Hecheng. It is very necessary!"

At his command, 100,000 copies were sold out in an instant! The publisher had no choice but to start printing a second edition!

Each book was sold for three dollars and sixty cents, and the royalties were calculated at 10%. Mr. Cai received thirty-six thousand dollars in royalties alone!
As for Sun Jianping and his wife, they also received a ten-yuan manuscript fee from the newspaper, which left them stunned.

"A book costs three dollars and sixty yuan. We both bought one, and after deducting it from our wages, it's seven dollars and twenty yuan. Four children each got one, so the total is twenty-eight dollars and eighty yuan. After deducting the ten yuan for the manuscript, my family still lost twenty-six yuan!"

Miss Qian counted on her fingers, and Sun Jianping smiled bitterly, "As for making money, none of us can do it, so we have to look to Mr. Cai! This time he has gained fame and made money, it's legal and reasonable, killing two birds with one stone, no one can find fault with it!"

"It's really great!" Miss Qian was convinced!
No wonder he can be a leader!

This is a playful trick...

Absolutely!

(End of this chapter)