Dimensional Bookstore

The shopkeepers on the street where Kaiming Bookstore is located will never know what happened in this bookstore.

They would not know that one night a small truck parked in front of Kaiming Bookstore, and all the people in the truck were armed soldiers. The boss stood at the door with a smile, watching the people move out one big box after another from the store.

They have no idea what a 'funny' scene happened in front of the store. The famous Mr. Chen stood in front of the boss. The two of them bowed deeply to each other and said in unison: "Thank you."

They don't know how big a storm a butterfly from the future causes when it flaps its wings. They didn't know that history would be rewritten.

All they knew was that the new owner closed for a day and then reopened. The boss still wore a green shirt and smiled to welcome guests, and the business was still good, which made them jealous.

It would be a long, long time before they could feel the violent and lasting aftershocks. At the moment when the earthquake occurred, it was the dead of night, everything was silent, and everything was sleeping. It would be many years before they woke up from their drowsiness and understood what had happened in the world.

…

When Liang Huaming entered the store, he saw a long checkout queue in front of the Lejing counter.

He smiled and said: "Boss Le, business is good."

Le Jing turned around and saw him, a warm smile suddenly appeared on his face. He called Cairns to greet the guests and entertained Liang Huaming himself.

"I have to thank you for what happened last time." Le Jing expressed his gratitude to him and said, "I will be the host today and treat you to lunch. Please be sure to appreciate it."

Liang Huaming smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, it's just a little effort, Boss Le is so polite." He said with a smile: "I'm here today to discuss business with Boss Le."

"What business?"

"It's not convenient to talk here." Liang Huaming said, "I booked a private room in the teahouse opposite. How about we order a few pots of tea and talk while drinking?"

After three rounds of tea, Liang Huaming finally explained his intention.

Le Jing was surprised: "You want to be my partner?"

Liang Huaming nodded: "Yes, that's right. I provide funds and equipment, and you provide books. The books in the store will definitely sell well!"

Le Jing did not say whether he agreed or not, but just asked: "Why does Boss Liang have such an idea?"

Liang Huaming smiled: "This matter should start from a month ago."

a month ago.

Liang Huaming came back from socializing outside. He wanted to read in the study for a while and relax his mind. Unexpectedly, he saw his daughter reading in the study!

Although he frowned and looked bitter and resentful, he was indeed reading!

How rare.

His daughter usually likes to eat, drink and have fun. When she can touch books, it is like the sun is shining in the west.

He didn't dare to disturb his daughter, so he quietly walked around behind her to see what she was reading.

He looked down and looked closely and saw this passage: 'But it seemed calm, he thought, and was acting according to its plan. But what is its plan, he thought. What's mine? I had to improvise and use my plan to deal with it because it was so big. If it jumps out of the water, I can kill it. But it always stayed down and never came up. Then I will follow it to the end. ’

'what is it?

Liang Huaming continued to look curiously, and then he saw the description of 'it' given by the author below - 'It was shiny in the sun, its head and back were dark purple, and the stripes on both sides looked wide in the sun, with... Lilac. Its long beak is as long as a baseball bat and tapers like a light sword. It exposes its entire body from head to tail and then slips back into the water like a diver. ’

‘It’ is a big fish that is two feet longer than the boat!

His daughter is actually reading a book about fishermen fishing? !

Before he could continue reading, his daughter turned to the end of the book in annoyance.

"What is that?" she asked a waiter, pointing to the long backbone of the big fish, which was now just garbage, waiting for the tide to come and take it away. "

"Tiburon (Note: Shark in Spanish)", the waiter said, "Eshark?" (Note: This is the pronunciation of the waiter when he said Shark in English, with an extra vowel in front). "He planned to explain what happened.

"I didn't know sharks had such beautiful tails and such beautiful shapes."

"I don't know either," said her male companion.

In the old man's shack at the other end of the road, he fell asleep again. He was still lying face down, and the child sat beside him, watching over him. The old man was dreaming of a lion. ’

"Fuck you!" He heard a curse coming from his daughter's mouth. From his position, his daughter's face looked extremely ferocious.

He was silent for a moment and decided to act like a deaf and blind man, "Meimei." He asked cautiously: "What are you looking at?"

Liang Meiru was completely shocked! Her shoulders shook violently and she almost jumped up.

She turned around and glared at her father, complaining: "Why are you silent behind me? You scared me to death!"

Liang Huaming apologized with a smile: "My fault, my fault." He pointed to the books spread out on the desk and asked, "What are you reading?"

Liang Meuru closed the book and asked him to read the title - "The Old Man and the Sea".

The author is an American named Ernest Miller Hemingway. He had never heard of the name, but although he loved reading, he was not so arrogant as to think he knew all the writers.

I didn't expect his daughter to be reading foreign literature! She's made it big!

He was very happy and shocked at the same time: "My daughter." He asked curiously: "What story does this book tell?"

Liang Meiru frowned, and her expression was a little disgusted and angry for a moment: "It's just an old man going out to sea to fish. The fish is too big and too heavy, and he can't pull it up. The author can write a book about this plot. It's really nonsense." She angrily slammed the book on the table, turned around and took out another book from the cabinet, muttering: "If this book is as boring and meaningless as the one about fishing, I will go find that profiteer!"

Liang Meiru's rude treatment of the book made Liang Huaming feel distressed. He quickly picked up the book and carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the book. He couldn't bear to scold his daughter, so he had to ask: "What profiteer?"

So Liang Meiru told Liang Huaming about her buying the book.

Liang Huaming, who was originally smiling calmly, raised his eyebrows in surprise after hearing the words "Kaiming Bookstore". If he remembered correctly, the young man who asked him to help introduce Mr. Chen was the owner of Kaiming Bookstore.

How could such a coincidence happen in this world?

He didn't know what the young man named Le Jing had communicated with Mr. Chen. He only knew that he was attending a dinner party organized by Mr. Chen today. During the dinner, Mr. Chen showed a lot of affection for him and gave him a big business. But Mr. Chen also hinted that he should keep his mouth shut about Le Jing coming to him and not tell anyone about it.

From then on, he knew that he trusted the right person.

He didn't think that the young man who could make Mr. Chen look at him differently would be a profiteer. Moreover, his family knew his own family affairs. He knew how much ink his daughter had in her belly. She was the one who laughed so hard when she read "Diary of a Madman" and laughed so hard when she pointed at the beginning sentence "Otherwise, why would the dog of the Zhao family look at me twice?" He really didn't think his daughter could understand foreign literature.

He glanced at the title of the book his daughter had put on the desk - One Hundred Years of Solitude, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (Colombia).

Well, just based on the title, his daughter would definitely not like to read it, and would definitely not understand it.

How could his daughter, who is so noisy, understand loneliness?

Sure enough, not long after, Liang Meiru angrily slammed the book shut, "What a mess, the names are so long, who can remember them! To me, foreign books are troublesome, not as easy to understand as our Chinese books!"

Liang Huaming muttered silently in his heart, the title of The True Story of Ah Q is simple, do you like reading it?

He took the book from Liang Meiru and waved his hand helplessly, "You, go out and play with your little sister. Don't read books, it's stressful."

Liang Meiru immediately smiled and said in a coquettish voice: "Daddy still loves me."

Liang Huaming thought: I don't love you, I love this book. Good books are ruined by you, a vulgar person.

He smiled and chased his daughter away, picked up the book and started reading.

He read for a month.

He finished reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "The Old Man and the Sea", "For Whom the Bell Tolls", "War and Peace" and "Faust".

After reading, he sat on a chair, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and only eight words emerged in his mind-a magnificent masterpiece, a classic handed down from generation to generation.

"One Hundred Years of Solitude" tells the loneliness rooted in the Latin American continent outside of modern civilization by depicting the fate of several generations of a family, and explores the confusion shared by all human beings: "Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going?"

Liang Huaming saw his own shadow in the Buendía family. His family was poor, and his parents were farmers who made a living from the land. Thanks to the sponsorship of a Nanyang overseas Chinese in the village, he received education all the way and went to Singapore to study. In the end, with his hard work and wisdom, he started from scratch and created a huge family business in Malaysia. But he has always been excluded from the circle of real rich and nobles, and it is even more difficult for him to move forward. After all, in the eyes of those rich people who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, he is just an upstart who can't stand up to the stage, and his daughter will also be laughed at at school. Is he lonely? Of course he is lonely.

And he has worked hard in Nanyang for many years, and his hometown has long become a foreign land, which undoubtedly deepens his loneliness.

It can be said that he completely empathizes with the Buendía family's attempt to abandon tradition and integrate into this world.

"The Old Man and the Sea" seems to be telling the story of an old man fighting sharks during fishing. But unlike his daughter, Liang Huaming understands the core of this story. That is struggle, struggle with fate and nature.

The old man finally defeated the shark, but the big fish he caught was also eaten by the shark. He is a winner with nothing.

Most people in the world only care about results, and they all judge heroes by results. In terms of results, the old man is a failure. But Liang Huaming knows, and fate also knows, that the old man is the winner.

‘But man is not born to fail. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.’ This sentence is the highlight of the whole article, which made him burst into tears.

He couldn’t help but think of a poem by the British poet Dylan Thomas: “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”.

‘Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at the close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Although wise men know that darkness is right when they die,

Because their words did not burst into lightning, they

Nor go gentle into that good night.

Good men, when the last wave is over, shouting how gloriously their fragile good deeds

may have danced in the green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Rage men who have caught and sung the flying sun,

knowing too late that they made it sad on its way,

Nor go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, seeing with blinding vision that

blind eyes can blaze like shooting stars in joy,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

You, my father. On that sad height.

Curse me now with your hot tears, bless me. I beg you

not to go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ’

This poem is tailor-made for the old man.

He only hopes that when he is old and frail, he will have the same courage and perseverance, and fate will not let him bow down!

"War and Peace", "For Whom the Bell Tolls", and "Faust", the remaining three books are all magnificent masterpieces with profound meanings and thoughts, and are excellent works that will be recorded in history!

However, he had never heard of any of the authors of these books. Even his foreign friends had never heard of these books.

He also considered it a translation problem, so he specifically recounted the contents of the books to a friend who taught literature at an American university. The friend told him with great certainty: He had never heard of these books on any occasion, let alone these authors.

However, after listening to Liang Huaming's story, the American was very interested and said that if these books were really published works as he said, then one day they would spread all over the world and cause a sensation around the world.

This sentence touched Liang Huaming's sensitive nerve as a businessman.

Since no one had ever read these books before, does it prove that these books are only circulated in a small range now?

A slight electric current spread in his cerebral cortex, and he had goose bumps all over his body. He had a strange excitement of becoming a mentor.

He had full confidence in the content of these books. No matter why they were unknown before, under his operation, these books would definitely become bestsellers around the world!

At that time, maybe he, Liang, could also leave a mark in history!

So, he sat in front of Le Jing and put forward his proposal to him.

Of course, considering the sensitivity of Le Jing and Mr. Chen's "big business", he also said considerately that if Le Jing did not want to show up, he could do all the processes for him. Le Jing only needed to reach an agreement with those authors and agree to publish the books again. As for the publishing fees for those authors, he could also advance them.

In other words, Le Jing only needed to provide the source channels of the books from beginning to end, and he could get two points of the profits afterwards.

Le Jing took a sip of tea, pondered carefully for a while, made up his mind, and looked up at Liang Huaming, "In my store, there are at least a hundred books of quality that are no less than these five books."

Liang Huaming widened his eyes and couldn't believe his ears for a moment! According to his limited knowledge, those five books were already the pinnacle of the art, but this young man had at least a hundred books of the same quality!

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding, and he asked excitedly with a trembling voice: "Are you serious?"

"Really!"

Liang Huaming rubbed his hands excitedly at first, and then he was extremely confused: "Where did you get these books from? Can I meet the author?"

"Since you have already eaten the eggs, don't care who the hen is that laid the eggs." Le Jing sighed in his heart, silently apologized to the authors whose works have not yet expired the copyright protection period, "I can only tell you that I have full agency rights for these works. I can authorize these works to you, so that you can print and sell them."

Facing Liang Huaming's excited and suspicious eyes, the young man put away his habitual smile, looked at Liang Huaming solemnly, and said in a heavier tone: "But I have a request!"

"You say."

"30%." Le Jing stretched out three fingers and said: "I ask for 30% profit."

This request is a bit too much.

To be honest, Liang Huaming gave him a 20% profit for Mr. Chen's sake. You know, Le Jing didn't even have to pay any cost from beginning to end. But thinking about the full power of attorney mentioned by Le Jing, Liang Huaming hesitated again. Thinking about the huge profits and reputation, he finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

[…Are you donating to the domestic anti-Japanese war? ] Le Ling suddenly asked.

Le Jing was a little surprised: "Did you guess it? '

[After all, we have been together for so long, I think I still know you. ] Le Ling said: [And haven't you been raising funds for the domestic anti-Japanese war these days? It's easy to deduce. ]

'In the final analysis, I am just being generous to others. My patriotism is exchanged for the interests of others, which is not noble. ' The young man calmly signed his name on the contract prepared by Liang Huaming, 'but the laws of this world cannot punish me. '

'And I will never regret it. '