Siheyuan: I have a multi-dimensional chat group!

Having seen the future video, Zhou Bingkun naturally knew that Qiao Chunyan liked him.

Now that he is preparing to marry Zheng Juan, he naturally won't be too enthusiastic towards Qiao Chunyan, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

This is good for everyone.

However, Qiao Chunyan did not notice the distance Zhou Bingkun showed her. Instead, she happily walked to Zhou Bingkun's side and wanted to take his arm.

But Zhou Bingkun dodged it without making a sound.

Qiao Chunyan didn't take it to heart: "Brother Bingkun, I haven't seen you out much lately. What have you been up to?"

The signboard is only this big, and the two families are neighbors, so they see each other all the time.

That's why she found it strange that she hadn't seen Zhou Bingkun for so many days.

Zhou Bingkun said casually, "I haven't done anything much. I've just been reading at home lately."

"Brother Bingkun, you're not lying to me, are you? You can read books?" Qiao Chunyan didn't believe it at all.

There are very few literate people among them.

She used to go to school with Zhou Bingkun, so she naturally knew what level Zhou Bingkun was at.

Li Suhua was a little unhappy after hearing this. She said with a smug look on her face, "Chunyan, you don't know this. Our Kun'er has indeed been reading at home lately!"

Then he said to Aunt Qiao, "Sister, you don't know yet, but Bingkun has already found a job."

"Bingkun has been assigned? I haven't heard anything about it!" Aunt Qiao asked, puzzled.

She works in the neighborhood committee and is well-informed, but she's never heard of Zhou Bingkun being assigned a job!

Hearing this, Li Suhua became even more smug: "My son Bingkun didn't get a job assigned to him, nor did he work in a factory. He works at the Liaoning Provincial Publishing House, and he has to report for duty tomorrow morning."

"So, to make it easier for him to commute to get off work, I just bought him a bicycle, a Forever brand."

The two families have a good relationship, but it is precisely because of this good relationship that Li Suhua feels even more compelled to show it off.

Chapter Sixty, Zhou Bingkun's First Day at Work! (Please subscribe upon release!)

"Bingkun's mother, is it true?" Aunt Qiao looked just as incredulous as Qiao Chunyan.

If it were Zhou Bingyi or Zhou Rong who were to work at the publishing house, they would find it somewhat possible.

But Zhou Bingkun's words are just a joke!

Seeing that they didn't believe her, Li Suhua immediately became unhappy: "Sister, when have I ever lied to you? Bingkun, take out that note and show it to your aunt."

"Mom, I didn't bring the note, it's at home!" Zhou Bingkun looked at his boastful mother with a bit of helplessness.

Aunt Qiao looked at Zhou Bingkun with suspicion: "Bingkun, is what your mother said true? Are you really going to work at the publishing house tomorrow?"

She was an activist working in the neighborhood and knew a little more than others.

Liaoning Provincial Publishing House—you can tell from its name that it's a state-owned enterprise in the province.

Those who work in the cultural field are naturally more respectable than those who do manual labor.

Feudal society had only been over for a few decades, and the status of scholars was still very high in the eyes of ordinary people.

Zhou Bingkun nodded: "Yes, Auntie, what my mother said is true."

"Brother Bingkun, you're amazing!" Qiao Chunyan stared wide-eyed at Zhou Bingkun, her eyes filled with admiration.

"Just lucky!" Zhou Bingkun waved his hand. "Mom, let's go back!"

Li Suhua saw the expression she wanted to see on her old friend's face and felt extremely smug: "Sister, then we'll head back first. Bingkun is going to work tomorrow, and I still need to help him get ready. After all, it's his first day at work, and he needs to make a good impression on his boss."

"Yes, yes, yes. Bingkun's mother, then you should hurry back and prepare." Aunt Qiao said goodbye with a smile.

But once Zhou Bingkun and Li Suhua were out of sight, her smile vanished instantly, replaced by a look of frustration: "That's really strange. Bingkun wasn't a good student when he was young, was he? How could he possibly work at a publishing house?"

Qiao Chunyan was also puzzled: "Yes, when Bingkun was in school, his grades weren't as good as mine!"

Aunt Qiao looked at her daughter, and suddenly an idea came to mind.

If Zhou Bingkun really becomes successful, then my daughter...

Back home, Zhou Bingkun glanced helplessly at his mother, who was still in a state of excitement.

He knew very well that, before tomorrow, the news of his job at the publishing house would spread throughout the entire Guangzipian district.

Zhou Bingkun quietly complained about his mother in the chat group.

Zhang Chulan: "Bingkun, I didn't expect your mother to be so interesting!"

Group admin Xiao Shan: "I think that's understandable. It's like those anglers; if they catch a big fish one day, they'll practically pass by their own homes without going in!"

Ren Weiyong: "I found a Wudang basic breathing technique in the file sharing, which is very helpful for me to absorb Yin energy!"

Zhang Chulan: "Are none of the others acceptable?"

Ren Weiyong: "I've tried everything else, but none of them worked!"

Zhang Chulan: "That means this Wudang basic breathing technique is quite interesting! @Zhang Sanfeng, Master Zhang, did you also create this breathing technique?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "Yes! I created this when I first arrived at Wudang Mountain, I suddenly had an inspiration! Later I thought about improving it, but I didn't have any clue!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "Old Master Ren, if you have any different insights into this breathing technique, please tell this old Daoist."

Ren Weiyong: "No problem!"

The next day, Zhou Bingkun put on clean clothes, rode his bicycle, and went to work at the publishing house.

"Bingkun, are you going to work at the publishing house?"

"Nice bicycle, Bingkun!"

"Bingkun, you've really brought honor to our Guangzi film company! Keep up the good work!"

……

The neighbors were noticeably more enthusiastic towards Zhou Bingkun today.

Previously, when Zhou Bingkun went out, some people greeted him, but that was all.

But today, everyone greeted us with smiles, joked with us, and even fawned over us, a stark contrast to their previous attitudes.

Zhou Bingkun quickly drove away from the Guangzipian.

It took quite a while to reach Liaoning Provincial Publishing House.

Liaoning Provincial Publishing House occupies an entire three-story building.

Zhou Bingkun parked his bicycle and went to the entrance of the small building, where he saw Shao Jingwen waiting for him.

Zhou Bingkun walked up to Shao Jingwen: "Teacher Shao, were you waiting for me?"

"Of course, today is your first day at work, so I'll show you around and get you familiar with the environment. Come with me."

Led by Shao Jingwen, Zhou Bingkun first went to meet the president of the publishing house.

Normally, as a newly hired employee, he wouldn't need to meet with the publishing house's top management.

However, the president wanted to meet Zhou Bingkun, so he asked Shao Jingwen to bring him over.

The president of the company was a middle-aged man surnamed Wu, who seemed quite amiable.

After meeting Zhou Bingkun, I asked him some questions.

Zhou Bingkun was able to handle everything with ease.

President Wu was very satisfied with Zhou Bingkun's performance.

After chatting for a while, Shao Jingwen took Zhou Bingkun to familiarize himself with his job.

After leaving President Wu's office, Shao Jingwen introduced the publishing house to Zhou Bingkun.

Liaoning Provincial Publishing House is the largest publishing house in Liaoning Province. It is a state-owned enterprise with multiple departments.

Zhou Bingkun is currently in the editorial department of the "Red Gear" magazine and is in charge of the magazine.

Besides Shao Jingwen and Zhou Bingkun, the magazine has four other editors.

As he introduced them, Shao Jingwen led Zhou Bingkun to the office of the "Red Gear" magazine.

The offices of the Red Gear magazine consist of two rooms.

Shao Jingwen shared an office with another senior editor, while the rest of the staff worked in another office.

After entering the office, Shao Jingwen introduced the other editors to Zhou Bingkun one by one.

These four editors are all quite old.

The oldest is over fifty, even older than Shao Jingwen.

The other three, the youngest of whom is over thirty years old.

Although Zhou Bingkun was the youngest, none of the four men underestimated him.

Although they didn't know much about Zhou Bingkun's background, the fact that he was personally brought here by Shao Jingwen and was an editor specially approved by the editor-in-chief showed that Zhou Bingkun was definitely not simple.

They certainly wouldn't give Zhou Bingkun a hard time for no reason.

Zhou Bingkun greeted them very humbly, adopting a very modest attitude.

Having received guidance from the chat group, Zhou Bingkun naturally knew that maintaining good relationships with colleagues could avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

The eldest of the four editors was named Li Yuquan, and the other three were named Lu Zhiming, Zheng Shiyi, and Li Hongru.

“Old Li, you guys shouldn’t underestimate Bingkun just because he’s young!” Shao Jingwen reminded the four editors. “To be honest, although Bingkun is young, he is very talented. He is excellent at writing poetry and stories. I am ashamed to admit that I am not as good as him.”

Li Yuquan and the other three originally thought that Zhou Bingkun had a powerful background.

But after hearing what Shao Jingwen said, it seemed that wasn't the case.

Could this young man have been recruited because of his talent?

Shao Jingwen didn't explain further, but instead asked Zhou Bingkun, "Bingkun, your poems are excellent. I'd like to select a few for the next issue of the magazine. What do you think?"

"Of course, no problem, but I don't want to use my real name. Can I use a pen name?" After being instructed by Zhang Chulan and the others, Zhou Bingkun naturally knew the benefits of using a pseudonym.

Shao Jingwen was overjoyed and said, "That's fine, a pen name is fine too. Bingkun, I've already discussed it with the president. If we use your poem, we'll give you a fee, but it might not be much."

Even scholars need to eat.

Therefore, writing poetry and other works is not only for fame, but also for making money.

Publishing houses like theirs definitely have to pay royalties when they invite well-known poets and authors to write for them.

Nowadays, publishing houses are all state-owned enterprises, not private companies, so it's rare for them to exploit their employees.

However, the publisher's circulation is generally low. For content such as magazines and newspapers, the editorial department often has to find it themselves, and if they can't find it, they have to edit it themselves.

If you write well, the company will give you a reward.

It wasn't much, but it was still a windfall.

"As long as there's money, I'm not picky," Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.

Shao Jingwen nodded: "That's good! Think of a pen name in the next couple of days, and let me know when you've decided."

"it is good."

Shao Jingwen called Lu Zhiming over: "Xiao Lu, these next two days you can show Bingkun around the specifics of our magazine."

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief."

Lu Zhiming responded and then led Zhou Bingkun to choose a desk.

Then he explained their specific work and procedures to Zhou Bingkun.

Zhou Bingkun did not participate in any work throughout the day, but instead followed Lu Zhiming to familiarize himself with the publishing house.

Lu Zhiming is thirty-two years old this year, the youngest among them besides Zhou Bingkun, and he is not yet married.

It's quite rare to be unmarried at this age in this day and age.

However, Zhou Bingkun had no interest in prying into other people's privacy, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Lu Zhiming was a very talkative and enthusiastic person. He introduced Zhou Bingkun to various people at the publishing house and introduced him to many others.

For example, the logistics department, the printing department, etc.

It's clear that Lu Zhiming has good relationships with people at the publishing house.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Bingkun had become familiar with his work process.