1977: The beginning of the blind date with the daughter of the king

Chapter 548: Selling Blood

We had a simple meal at Mr. Liao's home. During the meal, there were many visitors, some came to reminisce about the past, some came to wish a happy new year. In short, there was an endless stream of visitors.

Li Changhe did not stay there for too long. After eating a few bites, he found an excuse to leave.

When she returned home, Zhu Lin was reading a book in the living room. When she saw Li Changhe coming back, she put down the book.

"came back?"

"Well, have you eaten? I'm a little hungry, let me cook some noodles!"

After Li Changhe entered the room, he spoke softly to his wife.

"Have you not eaten?"

Zhu Lin was a little surprised. Logically speaking, the Liao family must provide meals, after all, Li Changhe had eaten there more than once.

"Auntie Jing did cook dumplings, but they had too many guests at home. People kept coming over, so I didn't feel comfortable staying for long, so I just came back."

“I’m not full yet!”

Li Changhe said softly.

He was there not because he was afraid of embarrassment, but because he was afraid that he would stay there too long and be remembered.

Those who went to Mr. Liao’s house were either old friends or old subordinates, and all of them held high positions.

Li Changhe was worried that these people would remember his face and find out later.

"Okay, then I'll go cook you some noodles and fry a steak."

It’s troublesome to cook now, so it’s better to fry a steak in the refrigerator, which is quick and convenient.

"By the way, Xiaoxue called me in the evening, and I told her not to come back yet, and we will be there in the next two days."

Zhu Lin was busy in the kitchen at this time and said to Li Changhe.

Next, their team will go to Shanghai to dub the English version of "Parasite", so they will go to Shanghai.

"Okay, you talk to Lao Tian and decide which day you want to leave in the next two days. I'll go to the study first, write the manuscript in my hand, and send it to Editor-in-Chief Liu before I leave."

"Then go ahead, I'll call you when it's done!"

Afterwards, Li Changhe came to the study and picked up the manuscript on the table.

He has written three manuscripts during the Chinese New Year, but there is still one that he has not finished.

This is the article he had been conceiving for a long time, "Selling Blood"

The title of this story came from "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" in Li Changhe's mind. Of course, he only knew the title and didn't actually know what the story was about.

The story written by Li Changhe is related to hepatitis B. It tells the story of a city worker who was infected with hepatitis B because of selling blood.

Because of the hepatitis B infection, the protagonist was puzzled and didn't know why he got the disease. Then he began to investigate persistently and finally found the answer.

Li Changhe has incorporated some popular science information about the prevention and treatment of hepatitis B and its transmission chain into this article. It can be said that he has provided a comprehensive popular science and anti-infection introduction to hepatitis B.

The whole story is actually not difficult to tell. Li Changhe just wrote it slowly and constantly revised many of the plots, making adjustments based on information he saw overseas and his memories.

He planned to publish the novel first to see the feedback and the reaction of readers, including the health department, to see if they would cause trouble for him because of this article.

After all, the blood collection stations have just begun to be promoted. Once Li Changhe's novel is published, it is likely to cause a devastating blow to the blood collection stations.

No one can say whether the health department will cause trouble for him at that time.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the health department approves the way he wrote it and strengthens supervision to strictly control the transmission routes of hepatitis B.

However, Li Changhe estimated that it would definitely not be enough to achieve this goal with just one article.

When the time comes, let’s see how society reacts.

The next day, Li Changhe drove to the courtyard of People's Literature early in the morning.

Although this year's Spring Festival holiday is not as usual, only lasting one day on the first day of the Lunar New Year, it has not been extended too much.

The Spring Festival holiday is three days, the first, second and third days.

So on the sixth day of the Chinese New Year, People's Literature had already started working.

Li Changhe parked the car, then came to Liu Jianqing's office and knocked on the door gently.

Inside the office, Liu Jianqing was holding a cup of hot water and drinking it.

When he saw Li Changhe at the door, his eyes lit up, especially when he saw the manuscripts in his hands.

“Is this written?”

“How many have you written?”

Putting down the teacup, Liu Jianqing walked over quickly and took the manuscript from Li Changhe's hand.

"I wrote four. Please take a look. If there is anything inappropriate, I will take it back."

Li Changhe handed the manuscript to Liu Jianqing and said with a smile.

"With your level, what's inappropriate about it?"

"Let me have a sneak peek!"

Liu Jianqing praised Li Changhe a few words while watching from the side.

"Changhe, your level is really not bad at all!"

Seeing that the story written by Li Changhe was as wonderful as ever, Liu Jianqing couldn't help but continue to praise him.

Sometimes you have to admire the talents of some people.

Others have to rack their brains to write a wonderful story, but this kid writes it like a piece of cake.

It really proves the old saying that God gives you what you deserve!
However, when he read the last article "Selling Blood", Liu Jianqing's expression gradually became serious.

Putting the other three manuscripts aside, Liu Jianqing sat there and concentrated on reading the manuscript "Selling Blood".

Li Changhe didn't urge him, he just sat there and waited quietly.

Wait for Liu Jianqing to finish reading.

After reading it carefully, Liu Jianqing raised his head and looked at Li Changhe: "Changhe, your story is really bold!"

This is no longer a story; it actually reflects a social reality, just like "A Young Man Comes to the Organization Department" written by Wang Meng twenty years ago.

Through the story, it reflects the acute problems facing society at that time.

Such manuscripts usually have certain risks.

"When I went back to Peking University, I was unexpectedly invited to have my blood drawn. I was told that there was a subsidy. That's when I learned about the blood collection station."

"After some research, I discovered that if blood battles are not regulated, they can be a channel for the spread of many diseases, especially hepatitis B. That's when I conceived this story in my mind."

"It just happened to be during the Spring Festival that I wrote it."

"Editor-in-Chief Liu, can this manuscript be published?"

Li Changhe made up an excuse for himself and then asked Liu Jianqing.

Liu Jianqing nodded: "The content here, especially the medical aspect, is not fabricated, right?"

"This manuscript can be published, provided that there is no nonsense in it, such as the transmission channels. If they are false, you will be in trouble."

“The health department may come to us for feedback.”

"But if it is true and not fake, then I think there is nothing wrong with this article. On the contrary, it is very well written."

"Even if the health department comes to us, we are confident."

Li Changhe then smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, the medical knowledge here is all what I read from some academic journals, there is no fraud."

"Okay, in that case, then this manuscript will be published. I'll make it the first article in March." Liu Jianqing has been an editor for so many years that he could naturally tell at a glance that this story was not only well-written, but also obviously had strong medical popular science characteristics.

Apart from anything else, after reading this story, you will at least have a clearer understanding of hepatitis B, and even know that many diseases are transmitted through blood due to irregular blood collection.

This will at least give readers a certain preventive concept in mind.

You should know that the current circulation of People's Literature is nearly two million copies per month, radiating to all parts of the country, and more than tens of millions of people can see it.

And if these people spread the information by word of mouth and provide some scientific knowledge to the people around them, it can actually be said to be a great thing with immeasurable merit for medical prevention and treatment.

This may be the purpose of Li Changhe's careful crafting of this story. He did not write it casually, but rather came with preparation.

However, some things are better known than spoken. Even if Liu Jianqing guessed Li Changhe's intention based on his years of editing experience, there was no need for him to say it out loud.

"By the way, I'll give you a receipt and you can go and collect the royalties."

"There's one more thing. I forgot to tell you before the New Year. There are several sacks of your letters in the office downstairs. Did you drive here? You can just take them away."

Liu Jianqing remembered something at this time and said to Li Changhe.

Li Changhe was a little surprised when he heard this.

"There are still so many letters?"

"That's not a lot. It's mainly because some readers will write to you and urge you to publish your manuscript. Not only will they write letters, but they will also call you."

"Go back and take a look at it yourself. We have a room specially set aside to clean up these for you."

Liu Jianqing said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go down and take them all away."

Afterwards, Li Changhe went downstairs, collected his royalties of more than 600 yuan, plus nine large sacks of letters, and then returned to the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

At home, Zhu Lin was a little surprised to see Li Changhe carrying several large sacks up again and again.

"Why are there so many letters?"

"These are from People's Literature. As usual, you can take your time to open them later. If there are any letters you want to reply to, please reply to them for me."

The reason why Li Changhe brought it back was actually to give Zhu Lin something to do. In the future, when she and Gong Xue have nothing to do at home, they can open the letters for fun, which is as fun as scratching lottery tickets.

"Okay, just throw these sacks into your study room first. No one lives in that room anyway."

"Wait until we get back to dismantle it, and then see if we can throw it back into the courtyard."

Li Changhe doesn't have much now, but he has a lot of houses. Zhu Lin also has a bunch of keys. Some of the houses are now used specifically to store readers' letters to Li Changhe.

When this story gets out, it will definitely be more legendary than the fairy tale king's story of installing letters in ten houses.

They spent another day cleaning up at home, and then on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Li Changhe, Zhu Lin, Tian Zhuangzhuang, Liang Zuo, and Chen Kaige and his wife came to the Magic City together.

Tian Zhuangzhuang and Liang Zuo had to come. After all, one of them was a director and the other was a screenwriter, and they were needed for dubbing.

As for Chen Kaige, he and his wife came here just because they heard about it and wanted to have some fun.

The couple had nothing to do at home, and school hadn't started yet, so they decided to come to Shanghai for a walk.

"Changhe, how do we get there? Should we take a taxi?"

After getting off the plane and coming out of the airport exit, Chen Kaige asked Li Changhe proudly.

He was not showing off to Li Changhe, but wanted to show off in front of his wife Sun Jialin.

"No more taxis today."

"There's a car coming to pick us up!"

Li Changhe said softly.

"Is there a car to pick you up?"

"Could it be a car from Shanghai Film Studio?"

Chen Kaige was a little curious.

Li Changhe smiled and did not answer directly: "Just follow me."

Then we arrived at the exit, where two black sixth-generation Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars were already parked.

"Come in the car, Liang Zuo, you sit in the front and we'll sit in the back."

"Old Chen, you guys take the one at the back!"

Li Changhe opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz in front and said.

"This"

"This is."

Chen Kaige's eyes lit up as he looked at the domineering Mercedes-Benz.

Although the sixth-generation Mercedes-Benz is not as domineering as the seventh-generation Mercedes-Benz, its appearance is actually quite similar, and the high-end interior and leather seats inside are even more dazzling.

Although he had never sat in one, he had seen it in movies. It was a high-end car from Europe.

"Kaige, what kind of car is this?"

After his daughter-in-law Sun Jialin got in the car, she looked at the luxurious decoration inside and asked Chen Kaige in surprise.

"This is called Mercedes-Benz, a car brand from Germany. It's very expensive."

"As for this car, I estimate it must be worth hundreds of thousands!"

Chen Kaige estimated and said at this time.

The main reason is that there are currently no cars for sale in the country, and he is not sure about the price of this imported car.

"Oh my god, it's so expensive?"

Sun Jialin was a little shocked. A car costs hundreds of thousands?
"Kaige, was this all arranged by Changhe?"

Sun Jialin asked in a low voice.

"Well, I think it's a car from a company in Hong Kong Island. You can see the license plates outside are all black."

A few people were chatting in the car, and the car started and soon arrived at the villa where they used to live.

Now that they have the old villa, Li Changhe and his friends will naturally not stay in a hotel when they come.

At the door of the villa, Gong Xue was already standing there in a pretty manner.

Today she was wearing a thin cashmere coat and slim-fit trousers. Her outfit was fashionable and exquisite, just like this city.

"Sister Linlin."

Seeing Zhu Lin and Li Changhe getting out of the car, Gong Xue immediately came over.

"Let's put our things down first, and then we can go."

Before coming, Zhu Lin had called Gong Xue and made an appointment to go to the temple fair together, since she would not be involved in the dubbing anyway.

"Okay, I'll help you clean it up!"

The group walked into the villa happily.

While Li Changhe was laughing and chatting happily, thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean, at a cocktail party in Los Angeles, California, the people present did not have the joy they were at the banquet. Instead, everyone had a worried look on their faces and frowned.

The reason they did so was that after several months of skyrocketing oil prices, the price of oil finally began to fall.

Although there was no sharp drop, it only fell from the peak of US$39 to US$37, but everyone present knew that this was actually a trend.

Oil prices have peaked!

They lost out!
(End of this chapter)