The King of Crossover Entertainment.

Chapter 85 0085, Enlightenment

The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China. When the Spring Festival comes, everyone will return to their hometown to reunite with their families.

During this period, many cities will become very lively, presenting a prosperous scene with lights and decorations.

But in some cities, there are different scenes before and after the Spring Festival.

Shanghai, one of the most deserted cities during the Spring Festival, is as deserted as a ghost town. You rarely see people on the streets and many shops are closed. It is hard to believe that this was once an extremely prosperous metropolis.

But there are still many people who stay in this city far away from their hometowns and loved ones.

Guo Chuan is one of them. He is the copy editor of Fiction Monthly and he will not go home for the Chinese New Year this year.

He jumped out of a pickup truck, helped the driver close the door, and then shouted to Zheng Rong who was not far away: "Brother Zheng, everything has been moved to the car, we can go now."

"Okay, here I come." Zheng Rong silently said "goodbye" in his heart to the tall and majestic office building standing in front of him.

Yes, their magazine has moved to a new location.

In order to obtain the copyright authorization for "Maoyan" and "Biaoren", all the money in the magazine's account was spent. It could no longer afford the high rent for the office building, so it rented a small warehouse in the suburbs as a temporary office.

Guo Chuan had been working at Novel Monthly for five years, so he was definitely reluctant to leave. He said, "Brother Zheng, we can come back again, right?"

Zheng Rong retracted his gaze, turned around and smiled, saying: "Every unwilling departure is for the final return."

The two got into the car, each with their own thoughts. The driver started the car and drove towards the "New" magazine.

After an hour of traffic jams, we finally arrived at our destination.

Hearing the sound of the car, a 23-24 year old girl wearing glasses ran out of the small warehouse and said, "Brother Zheng, Brother Guo, I have cleaned everything inside."

Zheng Rong nodded and smiled, "Xiao Dong, thank you for your hard work."

Dong Jie is the art editor of Fiction Monthly. She has been working there for less than a year and will not be going home for the New Year this year.

At this time, Guo Chuan walked into the small warehouse holding a cardboard box. His eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Xiao Dong is indeed the most skillful person in our magazine. This is not just a small warehouse for storing sundries. Look at the vivid paintings on the background wall and the neat and clean desk..."

Dong Jie said anxiously, "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry. I took the initiative to rearrange this place."

Zheng Rong looked around and said with a smile, "It's well decorated. It looks like a magazine office."

The three of them worked for a while before they finished unloading the things from the pickup truck.

Zheng Rong patted the dust off his clothes and said to Guo Chuan and Dong Jie, "You two have worked hard today. Let's go and have dinner."

Guo Chuan slumped in his chair and said weakly, "Brother Zheng, I don't even want to move a finger right now. Let's just order takeout."

Dong Jie also said: "Yes, Brother Zheng, if you go out to eat, you have to walk for a long time to find a restaurant."

"Thank you." Zheng Rong was quite touched.

He knew that Guo Chuan didn't choose to order takeout because he was tired, and Dong Jie didn't choose to order takeout because they had to walk a long way.

He felt very pleased to have such good employees.

"Who said that those who were not poached were all old, weak, sick or disabled?"

A promising person must think about problems from the perspective of a supervisor when he is an employee, and from the perspective of a manager when he is a supervisor. Only in this way can he gradually move to a higher position.

Obviously, Guo Chuan and Dong Jie both knew that the magazine was in the most difficult period, and any help in saving money would be helpful.

After lunch.

The three of them started to get busy.

Guo Chuan and Dong Jie began typeset the new issue of the monthly novel.

Zheng Rong went out.

Today is the day when the first issue of their monthly novel in February goes on sale, and it also includes serials of "Cat's Eye" and "Dart Man".

He originally wanted to go and see how the sales were, but when he arrived at the door of the bookstore, he hesitated.

"Wait a little longer. I'm afraid they have just been put into storage and haven't been put on the bookshelf yet."

So, Zheng Rong walked back.

When I passed by a newsstand, I took a closer look and happened to see their monthly novel magazine.

Finally, driven by curiosity, I walked over.

Zheng Rong was just about to ask the boss how many copies of the monthly novel magazine had been sold today when suddenly a few little boys around eleven or twelve years old ran over to the newsstand.

One of the little boys asked, "Boss, boss, has the latest issue of the comic DreamWorks arrived?"

The boss shook his head and said, "It may be because it is close to the Spring Festival and there is a shortage of manpower. The comic dream factory will stop publishing one issue."

"what……"

Several little boys screamed in pain.

The boss rummaged around and found an unopened magazine. He said, "The latest issue of the monthly novel has arrived today. Do you want any?" "Monthly novel?"

"No, no, we haven't read the monthly novel report for half a year."

"The serialized novels there used to be barely readable, but now, they are all crap and not interesting at all."

"Yeah, your writing is not even as good as mine."

"I read comics instead of novels."

……

Several little boys were talking to each other.

These words were neither soft nor hard, just like a cane, hitting Zheng Rong's heart, and it was very painful.

However, this also sounded a wake-up call for him that he cannot just work hard all the time, and what they like may not be what readers like.

At this time, the boss saw the little boys were about to leave, and hurriedly said, "Wait, there are two novels in this issue of the monthly novel report that are very well written. You can take a look at them first and then decide whether to buy them or not."

"Ok."

Several little boys took the magazine from the boss and sat together to read it.

After a while, one of the little boys stood up and said in horror, "Fuck, this novel is so scary. I feel a chill down my spine."

Another little boy said, "Don't read this. You won't be able to sleep at night. Read the next one."

"You cowards, I think this is quite exciting..." The little boy holding the magazine mocked his friends, but still turned to the next article, "Hey, this one is a martial arts novel."

Several little boys immediately became interested.

"Hahaha, this Xiao Qi is so cute."

"Like my brother, a little adult."

“Is this still a monthly novel?”

"I guess the editor has changed and his vision has improved."

"The beginning is quite attractive. Since DreamWorks comics are going to be discontinued for one issue, I'll buy a copy to kill time."

……

Several little boys paid for one and the boss was also smiling happily.

Zheng Rong took it all in and a smile returned to his face.

He didn't go to ask the boss again how many copies of the monthly novel were sold today, because he already had the answer.

On the way back, Zheng Rong thought a lot.

Being competitive is not necessarily a good thing, but people must be humble, face up to the gap between themselves and their opponents, and not be complacent.

Being unwilling is not necessarily a bad thing, but you must have a positive attitude. You will definitely be unwilling to be defeated or disapproved by others, but remember that this unwillingness is not a reason to ignore the consequences and blindly seek change.

Not long after Zheng Rong left, another group of little boys aged twelve or thirteen ran to the newsstand. This time, they directly asked to buy the monthly novel magazine.

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Hangcheng.

Yunfeng had guests at home today, and they were acquaintances, Wang Defa and Ma Siyu.

Yunlin placed the prepared melon seeds and fruits on the small table, and then asked curiously: "Brother Fa, my brother came back the day before yesterday, why did you come today?"

Wang Defa grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "I went to your brother Ma's house, otherwise I would have come back the day before yesterday."

The Brother Ma he was referring to was naturally Ma Siyu.

Ma Siyu's parents have been very busy recently, and have been discussing business abroad, so they cannot return home for the New Year. He also does not want to celebrate the New Year abroad because there is no New Year atmosphere at all. So he plans to come to Wang Defa's house to celebrate the New Year and go back to arrange things at home first.

At this time, Yun Yun came out of the kitchen, holding a kettle in her hand, and said, "Brother, the water is ready."

Yunfeng took the kettle and said, "Thank you."

"Brother..." Yun Yun pouted and said, "You are still polite to me."

Yunfeng just smiled and started making tea.

Wang Defa looked at him and saw that he not only used professional tea sets but also brewed tea in a very good manner. While eating melon seeds, he asked, "Hey, lunatic, where did you learn this tea-making skill?"

Yunfeng said frankly: "I didn't learn it. I just watched a teacher in our department do it a few times. I just copied him and learned the pattern."

Ma Siyu said slowly: "Tea is a good thing. Drinking tea can cultivate your sentiments, improve your character, and help you forget your worries."

(End of this chapter)