The world of film and television starts from a young age

Chapter 554 The first salary payment, Zheng Juan blushed

After Shao Jingwen came out of President Wang's office, he introduced the publishing house to Zhou Chen.

"Our Jiangliao Publishing House is the largest publishing house in Jiangliao Province. It is a state-owned unit with multiple departments. We belong to the editorial department of "Golden Land". In addition, there are four editors, each performing their own duties, editing news for the magazine."

"As for colleagues from other departments, I'll introduce you when we meet later. Let's go back to our office now."

The publishing house is not just a magazine department of "Golden Land". There are two offices for "Golden Land" magazine. Shao Jingwen and another old editor have an office, and the rest have another office.

Zhou Chen followed Shao Jingwen to the office, met the other four editors, and Shao Jingwen introduced them one by one.

The other four editors are not young, the oldest is over 50 years old, older than Shao Jingwen, and the youngest of the other three are also in their 30s.

"It's really a boy born from a hero, Comrade Bingkun."

Although Zhou Chen was the youngest, none of the four underestimated Zhou Chen. They didn't know Zhou Chen's details, but they were brought here by Shao Jingwen himself, and they were the editors specially approved by the president, which showed that Zhou Chen was definitely not simple. I will not be cold-hearted.

Zhou Chen greeted them very modestly, with a very low attitude.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Zhou Chen wants to stay in the publishing house until he can take the university entrance examination, which means there are still eight or nine years left. Therefore, it is definitely beneficial and harmless to have a good relationship with colleagues.

Of the four editors, the older one was named Liu Xingyuan, and the other three were named Hu Ke, Qian Zhenqing, and Ji Hongbo.

"Old Liu, you guys shouldn't underestimate Bingkun just because he is young. Let me tell you the truth. Although Bingkun is young, he has great talent. He writes poems and stories very well. Anyway, I am ashamed of myself." Not as good."

The four of Liu Xingyuan originally thought that Zhou Chen had a background, but from what Shao Jingwen said, it seemed that it was not the case. Could it be that this young man was recruited because of his talent?
Shao Jingwen didn't explain any more, but asked Zhou Chen: "Bingkun, those poems you wrote are very good. I want to choose a few for the next issue of the magazine. What do you think?"

Zhou Chen said: "Of course there is no problem, but I don't want to use my real name, can I use a pseudonym?"

Shao Jingwen said happily: "Yes, you can use a pen name. Bingkun, I have already discussed with the president. If I use your poem, I will give you a retouching fee, but it may not be much."

Literati also have to eat, so writing poems and works is not only for fame, but also for making money.

Like their publishing house, if they invite some well-known poets and authors, they will definitely have to pay for the pen.

The current publishing houses are all state-owned units, not private enterprises, and it is rare to exploit employees.

Nowadays, the circulation of publishing houses is very average. Many contents such as magazines and newspapers need to be found by the editorial department. If they cannot find it, they will edit it by themselves.

If you can write well, there will be rewards in the society, not many, but it is also a windfall.

It's just that in this year, the circulation of newspapers is good, but the sales of magazines are very mediocre.

That is to say, everyone is a regular worker and has a staff. If it is placed in a few decades, the boss will have fired him for this kind of performance.

"It doesn't matter, I don't need to pay a pen fee. If the agency allows me to work, I am already satisfied."

Zhou Chen has gradually understood this era, and editing in a publishing house is already a very decent job with a good salary.

As for the pen fee, he really didn't care too much about giving more or less.

The main reason is that this era is a bit special, money is not everything, and many things cannot be bought.

For example, the house that everyone cares about cannot be traded casually at this time, and tickets are needed for food and clothing.

So in the past few years, being rich is not a good thing. Even if you have money, you dare not spend it casually, otherwise you may be reported by someone with a heart.

"I want to use your song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" as the layout of the next issue of the magazine, what do you think?"

Of the many modern poems given by Zhou Chen, Shao Jingwen liked the two best ones the most, so he wanted to use one of them as the layout. He believed that once this poem came out, it would definitely make their "Golden Land" magazine a big hit. Show off.

Zhou Chen said with a smile: "I have no problem here. I don't write poems for my own entertainment. If more people can recognize my poems, it will be something to be happy about."

"That's good."

After getting Zhou Chen's authorization, Shao Jingwen felt relieved, "You think of a pseudonym these two days, and let me know when you think about it."

"it is good."

Shao Jingwen called Hu Ke over: "Xiao Hu, in the past two days, you should take Bingkun to familiarize yourself with the specific affairs of our magazine."

"Okay, editor."

Hu Ke responded, and then took Zhou Chen to choose a desk first, and then introduced their specific work and process to Zhou Chen.

Throughout the whole day, Zhou Chen did not participate in the work, but followed Hu Ke to familiarize himself with the situation of the publishing house.

Hu Ke is 31 years old this year, the youngest among them except Zhou Chen, and he is not married yet.

It is relatively rare in this era to be unmarried at the age of 31.

But Hu Ke is a very talkative person, and he is also very enthusiastic. He took Zhou Chen up and down the building of the publishing house to get acquainted, and introduced many people to Zhou Chen.

For example, the logistics department, the printing quality department, etc. It can be seen that Hu Ke has a good relationship with the publishing house.

Zhou Chen has worked in both state-owned and private companies, and he has been the head of private companies many times. He is very familiar with the heads of companies.

Even at the end of the 60s, many things can still see the shadow of the future, and it is natural to get familiar with it very quickly.

Coupled with his strong memory, he basically memorized all the people introduced by Hu Ke.

From now on, I will be a colleague of a publishing house, bow my head but not look up, don't seek to have a good relationship with everyone, but try not to offend anyone.

After a few days passed, Zhou Chen was already familiar with his work process. The work was not very busy, but there were many things to do.

Because he had just arrived, Shao Jingwen didn't arrange too much work for him. He was mainly responsible for the preliminary review and proofreading of manuscripts and articles, finding typos and sentences, and so on.

In addition, Shao Jingwen's biggest expectation is to let him play freely and write better articles and poems.

For this reason, Shao Jingwen also specially found a lot of books and articles collected by the publishing house for Zhou Chen to read. In his spare time, he also taught Zhou Chen the precautions and so on.

The publishing house is not a road away from the movie theater, so it is impossible for Zhou Chen to take a long way to find Zheng Juan every day, he just goes there every now and then.

After the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms Blooms" was published in the "Golden Land" magazine, it immediately caused a huge sensation in the literary circles of Jiangliao Province, and was published by other magazines and newspapers at a very fast speed. spread.

Zhou Chen still underestimated the influence of a good poem in this era.

Especially in this special era, because the school no longer enrolls students, for many students and literati, it is a kind of suffering not to be able to gather together to discuss knowledge.

At this time, a good poem suddenly appeared, and it would naturally be sought after by countless people.

And the author of this poem, Zhou Chen, quickly became a celebrity in the literary world, especially in Jiangliao Province, where Zhou Chen was sought after by countless people.

Soon, Zhou Chen worked at Jiangliao Publishing House for more than a month, and got his first salary, 53 yuan.

Among the 53 yuan, 26 is salary, and the remaining 27 is pen fee.

In addition to the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", Zhou Chen published a few more poems. Although not as good as that one, the publishing house still paid a lot of money to retouch the poems.

Getting a salary of 53 per month is definitely a very high level in this era, more than some important cadres.

In addition to cash, the publishing house also issued food stamps, cloth stamps and meat stamps, as well as two industrial rolls.

These tickets are all good things. It has been a few months since I came to this world, and the number of times Zhou Chen has eaten meat is really very few.

If you often eat meat, you don't think meat is a good thing, but if you don't eat it for a long time, the feeling of nostalgia will be particularly uncomfortable.

When he got off work, Shao Jingwen found Zhou Chen specially, and gave him a meat ticket, saying that their children were not at home, so they didn't need so much meat.

Zhou Chen naturally declined, but Shao Jingwen's attitude was very firm and he forced it to him, so he could only accept it.

After receiving his salary, Zhou Chen was in a good mood. He rode on his beloved [-] bars and headed for the cinema.

Zheng Juan and her mother, Aunt Zheng, were packing up and preparing to go home. Taiping Hutong was a little far from the cinema, so they needed to go back early, otherwise the road would be even more difficult when it got dark.

"Is the stall closed?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zheng Juan's mother and daughter raised their heads, and Zheng Juan smiled unconsciously.

"Well, we are going back, do you want candied haws?"

These days, Zhou Chen can be said to be the most stable guest in their family, and he bought dozens of strings by himself.

"Bring me five."

Zheng Juan asked in surprise, "Why do you want so much today?"

Zhou Chen smiled and said, "Happy, now, this is money."

Zheng Juan wrapped the candied haws and handed them to Zhou Chen, and borrowed the money, but the next moment, she was stunned.

I saw that in addition to a dime, there was actually a food stamp and a meat stamp.

"This?"

Zhou Chen said: "Take it, I paid my salary today, and I will use this to pay for the candied haws in the future."

"No, you take back these two tickets."

Zheng Juan quickly refused, took out the food stamps and meat stamps, and was about to hand them to Zhou Chen.

She is well aware of the preciousness of food stamps and meat stamps, especially the weight on these two stamps is quite a lot. These are good things that money can't buy.

Zhou Chen didn't accept it, but pushed it back, and said, "Here you are, you can accept it. Didn't I tell you that my salary was just paid today, and I'm working in a publishing house now. These food stamps and meat stamps will be paid every month." Hair, it's not a good thing."

Zheng Juan pursed her lips, and suddenly walked up to Zhou Chen, "Come with me."

Zhou Chen smiled at Aunt Zheng, then followed Zheng Juan to the side.

Zheng Juan stopped, turned around and asked Zhou Chen, "Why are you so kind to me? Do you like me?"

"Uh."

Zhou Chen didn't expect Zheng Juan to be so straightforward. Are all Northeast women so bold?

"Yes, I just like you, and I want you to be my wife."

You are straightforward, and I am also decisive.

Zheng Juan's face turned redder, and the boldness just now disappeared in an instant.

"I, I'm not worthy of your liking, you can find better ones."

Zhou Chen smiled: "It seems that you have already inquired about me and know about my family situation."

Zheng Juan lowered her head. Although it was not her intention to inquire about Zhou Chen, she did not stop her mother from inquiring.

But after asking about it, she felt even more inferior. Zhou Chen came from a worker's family, and his father was an eighth-grade worker. Zhou Chen himself now has a job, a decent job in a publishing house.

As for her, she has no urban hukou, no job, and an elderly mother and blind brother at home.

She felt that she was not worthy of Zhou Chen at all, but she was reluctant, but Zhou Chen's actions just now made her make a decision, and she could no longer fantasize like this.

"Zhou Bingkun, don't come here in the future. I'm not good enough for you. You can find a better woman with your conditions. I'm not good enough."

"Whether you are worthy or not is not up to you alone. Finding a wife is not based on conditions. No matter how good the conditions are of other women, I don't like them. No matter how bad your conditions are, I like them."

Zhou Chen didn't beat around the bush any more, and asked straight to the point: "Zheng Juan, let me ask you, if I just want to marry you as my wife, will you agree?"

Zheng Juan didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Chen's eyes, lowered her head, and faltered: "I, I don't know."

Zhou Chen smiled: "If you don't know, then you don't object. Okay, I understand what you mean."

Zheng Juan raised her head in astonishment: "What do you understand, I didn't say anything."

"Some things don't need to be said."

Zheng Juan stared blankly at Zhou Chen with a silly and cute expression.

"Let's go, your mother and your brother are still waiting for you, we just happened to be on the way, let's go together."

After speaking, without waiting for Zheng Juan to respond, she turned around and went back to the booth.

Zheng Juan had a complicated expression. She originally wanted to persuade Zhou Chen, but without saying a word, Zhou Chen put on a gesture, not even giving room for discussion.

But she felt vaguely happy in her heart that Zhou Chen didn't dislike her family, nor did she dislike her.

The two returned to the trolley, and Zhou Chen said to Aunt Zheng: "Ma'am, you go back to Taiping Hutong, and I'll go back to the optical film. I happened to be on the way, and I will help you push the cart."

Aunt Zheng quickly refused: "No, no, young man, you go back first, we will push it ourselves."

Zhou Chen: "It's okay, ma'am, I'm a man, stronger than you, Zheng Juan, help me push the bike, and I can put your brother in the back seat."

Then without saying a word, he took the small car from Zheng's mother and pulled it up easily.

The small car is relatively broken, and there are a lot of things on it. For Zheng Juan and the others, this kind of weight is not easy, but for Zhou Chen, it is a trivial matter.

Zhou Chen's movements were too fast, and Mother Zheng couldn't stop her at all. By the time she realized it, Zhou Chen had already pulled the car several meters away.

"Juan'er."

Zheng Juan was moved and helpless, she found out that this man is too domineering, as long as he wants to do, he won't give her a chance to refute.

"It's okay, Mom, Guangming, come on, my sister will carry you into the car."

Zhou Chen took the lead and left. Zheng Juan could only push Zhou Chen's bicycle, and put Zheng Guangming in the back row. She couldn't ride a bicycle, and her mother was there, so she just pushed.

She had only seen other people's bicycles before, but this was the first time Zheng Juan pushed a bicycle by herself. Although it was not hers, she still felt very happy.

It was also the first time for Zheng Guangming to ride a bicycle, and he was lying on the back seat, hugging the bicycle seat tightly.

Seeing Zheng Juan chasing up, Zhou Chen slowed down and walked side by side with them.

"Young man, let me do it."

"It's okay, ma'am, I'm a man, this weight is a piece of cake for me, you don't have to be polite to me."

"Young man, I heard from Juan'er that you work in a publishing house and are a cultural person, how can you help us push the cart, please stop and give it to me."

"Ma'am, I work in a publishing house, but I'm not an educated person. Besides, so what if I'm an educated person. An educated person has to eat and work."

"That's different. Cultural people can't do heavy work."

Aunt Zheng is five or sixty years old, and her thinking is more feudal than that of today's people. In her heart, cultural people are superior to others.

Zhou Chen didn't argue, but said with a smile: "Mother, if I say that I like Zheng Juan and want to marry Zheng Juan as my wife, do you agree?"

"what?"

Before Mrs. Zheng could speak, Zheng Juan couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then her face turned red.

'Why did he just say that?It's too, too...'

Aunt Zheng showed joy on her face: "Young man, are you telling the truth?"

No wonder she was happy, because she had already inquired about Zhou Chen's situation and knew about Zhou Chen's family background.

Taking Zhou Chen's family as an example, if the daughter could marry in the past, they would definitely be able to live a much better life than they are now.

Not to mention, Zhou Chen has a job now, and it's a decent job with a establishment like a publishing house.

If Zhou Chen is willing to marry Zheng Juan, she will definitely agree with it.

"Of course it is true. As long as you always agree, I will ask my mother to find someone to match me when I go back."

"well……"

Seeing Zhou Chen and her mother talking about this kind of thing in front of her, Zheng Juan was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Mom, stop talking."

But Mrs. Zheng didn't listen at all, and continued to say to Zhou Chen: "Young man, let me tell you, although our Juan'er has no job and no household registration, she is actually dragged down by us. Juan'er is really hardworking and has a very good personality." It's very good, if you marry Juan'er, she will definitely take care of you very well."

Zhou Chen believes that in the TV series, Zheng Juan has shown this. She can not only take care of one person, but also take care of a large family.

In the plot, apart from Zheng Juan's defect of being raped and giving birth to a child, other times, Zheng Juan shows virtuous and virtuous virtues.

The old Zhou's family can live such a good life, all thanks to Zheng Juan's silent contribution behind.

There are many educated and knowledgeable women, but there are really not many women like Zheng Juan who work hard and devote themselves to their husbands and families.

"Auntie, I will definitely believe what you said. After I go back, I will discuss it with my mother."

Zhou Chen fully agreed, just in case, he really wanted to bring Zheng Juan home early.

It's just that he is only seventeen years old now, and it's too early to get married, but it can be settled first, and the certificate will be discussed later.

"Okay, good boy, Madam believes in you."

Zheng Juan didn't know what to say, she was obviously the one being talked about, but now she couldn't intervene.

Zhou Chen sent Zheng Juan's family of three to Taiping Hutong. Originally, he wanted to send them to the door, but Zheng Juan refused to let them, saying that she was afraid that someone would see them and gossip.

Zhou Chen knew that she was not afraid of being gossiped about herself, but that she was afraid of being gossiped about him.

Just this small act made him see Zheng Juan's care and kindness.

Zheng Juan has not studied much, and her education level is not high, but in fact she is very smart and has skills in dealing with people, but she doesn't show it often.

When Zhou Chen came home, Li Suhua asked, "Kun'er, why is it so late today?"

"There's been a delay."

Seeing that the food was ready, Zhou Chen washed his hands with the basin and sat down at the table.

After sitting down, Zhou Chen didn't move his chopsticks immediately, but took out the things in his pocket and put them on the table.

"Mom, the agency is paying wages today."

Li Suhua was shocked when he saw Zhou Chen took out so much money, took it over and counted it carefully.

She is illiterate, but Qian can still recognize it.

After counting carefully, Li Suhua raised his head and asked in surprise: "What's going on, Kun'er, why is your salary so high? It's more than 50. Is the salary of the publishing house so high?"

As the money manager of the family, her husband, Zhou Zhigang, has worked for more than 20 years. Now he is an eighth-level worker, and he is still a worker in the third line of support.

Zhou Chen had only been on shift for a month, and she got back more than 50. Of course she was shocked.

"How can there be such a good thing, Mom, my basic salary is 26, and the rest is my writing poetry, and the agency gives me a pen fee."

"What? Kun'er, you are not lying to your mother, are you? You can also write poetry? How much money can you make?"

Li Suhua felt like he was dreaming when his son went to work in a publishing house. Now that Zhou Chen is writing poetry and making money, why does it feel so unreal?
Zhou Chen was not happy anymore: "Mom, you are underestimating people. I'm not bragging to you. My current level, even my brother and sister combined, can't compare to me. Your old ideas need to be changed. Change, from now on, your old son will be your best son, from now on you will be proud of me."

Li Suhua rolled his eyes at him, and said: "Praise you, why do you still want to go to heaven, Kun'er, what you just said is true? Are you really writing poetry?"

"For a long time, you thought I was joking with you. I wrote it. Of course I wrote it. The money is here. If I didn't write it, would I have so much money?"

"Then what poem did you write, read it to Mom." Li Suhua became energetic.

Zhou Chen said: "Wait a minute, I brought back a magazine last time, my poems are on it, and it's also in the newspaper, I'll find it for you."

Back in the room, Zhou Chen took out magazines and newspapers from under the pillow, and put them in front of Li Suhua.

"Look, here, and this, that, are all poems written by me."

"You child, I am illiterate, hurry up, read to me."

Zhou Chen chuckled twice, and then read one by one to Li Suhua.

Li Suhua listened carefully, and after listening to it, she happily exclaimed: "Okay, it's really nice."

"Mom, can you understand me?"

"Dead child, do you want to beat me? Mom can't understand, but this is written by my son. It is good. It is well written and read well."

Zhou Chen was amused by the old lady's words.

"Mom, I'll keep some of this money, and you keep the rest, and this ticket, you can use it when you have time, especially the meat ticket. I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Li Suhua: "You know how to eat meat. I still want to keep it and use it together at the end of the year. I want to buy more meat."

"No need, the publisher's treatment is very good, and some meat tickets will be distributed every month. Besides, my dad and the others will not come back this year. It's the same as eating during the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, okay, okay, mom listens to you, I will buy it tomorrow, and I will make it for you to eat when I buy it, who told you that this is what you earn."

"Let's eat together, as well as this industrial roll. If you see what is missing at home, you can also buy it."

"I'll do these things, you don't have to worry so much, work hard and make a good impression on the leader."

"Got it, Mom, you've said this eight hundred times."

"You kid, you know how to talk back."

(End of this chapter)