PFC Chapter 345 She is the granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family
Chapter 345 She is the granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family
Chapter 345 She is the granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family
"Is she in trouble?"
"Yes, you've heard about Old Niu's situation, haven't you?"
Old Zhao nodded.
Of course I heard about it, and now that they've sent someone to him, he feels it's bad luck.
"Her book number is stuck with Lao Niu."
Old Zhao: "Why is Old Niu blocking her book number?"
"They have a grudge. Back then, Lao Niu forced authors to grant free licenses, and she was one of those forced authors. She didn't agree to grant the licenses, and Lao Niu held a grudge, so he deliberately blocked her book number."
Old Zhao's expression changed on the spot.
"Pah! He's a scoundrel with questionable character. I'm giving him too much credit. Let's go find him."
“Oh, he has connections. You should give his superiors some face.”
"Why would I be afraid of him? Am I the leader or is he the leader? Let's go."
Old Zhao led Chen Bingzhi directly to Old Niu's workstation.
When Lao Niu saw the leader arrive, he hurriedly got up.
"Director Zhao, is there something you need?"
Old Zhao snorted coldly, glanced at him indifferently, and started rummaging through the documents on his desk.
Lin Yuyao's application materials were found very quickly.
Old Zhao looked it over in front of him and asked, "What's wrong with it?"
Old Niu wasn't sure what he was here for.
They came and took this set of documents right away... Considering Lin Yuyao and Song Qin are also here, and Chen Bingzhi is still here, could it be...?
Wait a minute, how did these people get together?
Old Zhao watched as his eyes darted around, and after a long while, he couldn't utter a word. He picked up the documents and slapped him across the face, saying, "I'm asking you a question."
Old Niu's face immediately turned a liverish color.
He served as the president of Yunhua Publishing House for many years. Back then, he held an absolute position, and everyone in the publishing house had to do what he said. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
But now, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
The old man held back for a moment, clenched his fist, looked down at the document, and said, "I'm new to this job and not familiar with the business, so the review process is a bit slow. I only got to this set of documents today, so it should be fine. I can give you the ISBN."
"Hmph, then hurry up and do it."
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
Old Niu hurriedly went to complete the remaining procedures.
Old Zhao said to the young comrade in the mailroom, "Remember this: from now on, you don't need to give any of the materials for the Xingyun Society's review to Old Niu anymore. Just bring them to my office."
"Ok."
Old Zhao personally oversaw Old Niu's work, and Old Niu's pace quickened considerably.
Soon, the necessary stamps were affixed and the required signatures were obtained, and their book number was successfully processed.
All the documents were put into a brown paper bag and handed to Lao Zhao.
"Director Zhao, it's done."
Old Zhao took it out and checked it over. Only after confirming there were no problems did he hand it over to Chen Bingzhi.
"take it."
"Oh, thanks, Uncle Zhao."
Old Zhao, "Then..."
He pulled Chen Bingzhi aside and asked in a low voice, "How did you get to know Chief Fu's granddaughter-in-law?"
Chen Bingzhi: "I used to work at Yunhua Publishing House. Her bookmark is from Yunhua Publishing House."
"Oh I got it."
"Uncle Zhao, I'll be going now if there's nothing else. They're still waiting for me downstairs."
"Alright, go ahead."
Chen Bingzhi ran downstairs with a file bag in his hand and saw Lin Yuyao and Song Qin still standing there.
The sun was shining brightly today, and even though the two of them were hiding in the shade of a tree, they were still sweating profusely.
Chen Bingzhi jogged over, his head covered in sweat.
He smiled and handed them the file bag, saying, "I have accomplished my mission."
Song Qin: "Is it done?"
Chen Bingzhi nodded.
Song Qin quickly took it out to check, and only after confirming that it was correct did she nod to Lin Yuyao.
Lin Yuyao looked at Chen Bingzhi and smiled, "Mr. Chen, thank you. Otherwise, we wouldn't know what to do."
"It's okay, it's a small thing."
Song Qin tugged at him, "Come on, let's go have dinner."
"Row."
Anyway, it's almost time to get off work, so it's okay for him to leave a little earlier.
They found a restaurant nearby and ate and chatted.
Chen Bingzhi listened to their descriptions of the magazine's contents and gave them a thumbs up.
"Great, I have a feeling this will be a hit."
"You know about this? Aren't you in the children's book business?"
"Sister Song, you underestimate me. I work on children's products, but that doesn't mean I don't understand older children."
Their target customers are teenagers, or you could call them big kids.
"Oh dear, tsk tsk."
Chen Bingzhi sighed again and rubbed his hands together.
Song Qin, "What are you doing?"
Chen Bingzhi said sadly, "I want to work with my sisters, but they look down on me."
what?
Song Qin and Lin Yuyao were both amused and exasperated.
Lin Yuyao said, "If you want to work with us, will your family agree?"
No wonder they would agree.
Their magazine was still unknown, no different from a small workshop, so their families definitely wouldn't agree.
Those people are just pedantic.
They never understood the joy of creating something from nothing.
"Sigh!" Chen Bingzhi sighed helplessly and gulped down a lot of soda.
Song Qin smiled and said, "Your family has already arranged your future. Just stay in the Ministry of Culture and do your job well. This is a job that many people would kill for."
"What's so good about this? You can see the whole picture from the start."
"What's wrong with it? It's stable because you can see the end from the beginning. My family doesn't have the ability to do this. If my family had the ability to get me in, I definitely wouldn't be causing trouble here."
"Sister Song, what are you saying? With your abilities, do you think you can't get into the Ministry of Culture? How about we switch places?"
Uh……
cough cough...
"You little rascal, stop messing with me. I'm not trading with you."
After obtaining the publication number, the two went back and immediately prepared the materials. The next day, they took the contents to the printing factory to make a sample.
They contain many colored images, celebrity photos, etc., so the sample production time will be much slower than that of plain text.
Song Qin said, "For magazines like this, the proofing time is about one to two weeks. In between, they will probably have to communicate with us many times. If the communication goes smoothly, it's fine. But if there are many revisions, it will only take more time."
Song Qin was quite familiar with these procedures, and Lin Yuyao listened to her.
"Okay, let's go back and wait."
"it is good."
Publishing a book is really not easy. From applying for an ISBN and having a sample made in the factory, to the official release, sending it to major bookstores for sale, and finally getting payment, it takes at least several months.
Time is also a cost, and these are all costs.
From then on, they went to the factory almost every day.
This is their first magazine, and they can't afford to fail.
The manufacturers are also very careful; they seek advice from the manufacturers on all typeset layouts and only proceed with layouts after obtaining their permission.
It's a bit of a hassle, but it also shows that they are responsible.
Because Lin Yuyao and Song Qin were constantly on the go these days, not only visiting factories but also booksellers to negotiate prices and profit sharing, the two were extremely busy.
Sometimes Lin Yuyao would come back later than Fu Huaiyi, which is why she missed Lu Jiangting's parents coming to cause trouble.
I came here two days ago, but Lin Ping scolded me and drove me away.