PFC Chapter 344 The book number was blocked by the enemy.
Chapter 344 The book number was blocked by the enemy.
Chapter 344 The Book Number Was Blocked by My Enemy
Lin Yuyao said, "Let's go ask about it tomorrow."
Song Qin nodded and said, "That's fine."
The next day, Lin Ping was asked to stay and watch the house, while the two of them went out again.
I went directly to the National Copyright Administration to inquire.
Song Qin was quite familiar with this area and went directly to the person in charge.
"Brother Wang, I've calculated that it should be about time, but it still hasn't been approved. Could you please take a look and see if there's a problem?"
After searching for a while, the man said to them, "The approval of your magazine is not under my jurisdiction."
"Huh? Who's in charge of that?"
"A new person recently joined, and he's in charge of them. Wait a minute, he's not here right now."
"Row."
The two sat down on the bench opposite each other and waited for a while. Then they saw a familiar person sit down at the workstation next to Brother Wang.
Song Qin's eyes widened. "Minister Niu?"
Bald Bull raised his eyelids and glanced at them, sneered, then lowered his head to look through the documents.
Song Qin and Lin Yuyao looked at each other in bewilderment.
"How did he end up here?" Lin Yuyao asked.
Song Qin was also bewildered, "I didn't know. I saw him being taken away for investigation when I left."
Both of them had a bad feeling, wondering if their magazine was in Minister Niu's hands.
You should be more confident; you're definitely there.
“I’m going to confront him and see what gives him the right to block us.”
"Hey!" Lin Yuyao grabbed him and said, "It's no use looking for him. He might just humiliate us." There were too many people around, so Lin Yuyao thought for a moment and said, "Let's go outside and discuss this. Let's find out why he's here first."
Song Qin nodded, and the two went out together.
Then, just as I went downstairs, I ran into Chen Bingzhi, who was returning from outside with a stack of documents.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
“We came here on business, Bingzhi. It’s so good to see you. Are you free now? We have something to ask you.”
Chen Bingzhi and Song Qin had been colleagues for over a year and were quite familiar with each other.
He was carrying a lot of things and said to them, "Wait a moment, I'll take these things upstairs."
"Okay, then we'll wait for you by the flower bed up ahead."
"it is good."
The State Administration of Press and Publication and the Ministry of Culture share an office building; they are one institution with two different names.
I had heard before that Chen Bingzhi had been transferred to the Ministry of Culture, so it's not surprising that I ran into him here.
The two arrived at the flower bed and sat on the bench next to it to wait.
Chen Bingzhi came out not long after.
He looked around and, upon seeing Song Qin and Lin Yuyao, jogged towards them.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, tell us what happened quickly."
"Sigh! He's been transferred here now."
They looked puzzled.
"Wasn't he arrested and investigated for gambling?"
"Yes, but he was gambling in Macau, which is not illegal."
Lin Yuyao: “…”
Song Qin: “…”
Lin Yuyao said, "But he is a public official."
"Yes, so he received the corresponding disciplinary action. He couldn't be the president anymore, so he was transferred here."
Lin Yuyao and Song Qin looked at each other in bewilderment.
He thought to himself that although he was removed from his position as president and went from managing employees to doing the work, he had entered the publishing bureau.
Such a big incident, and all he got was a demotion and reassignment.
Lin Yuyao and Song Qin both felt uneasy.
Lin Yuyao then asked, "So, does it mean that he made us sign a free authorization agreement?"
“How can I put it?” Chen Bingzhi said hesitantly, “In our view, he did coerce the author to some extent, but he didn’t hold a knife to your neck or a gun to your head. How can you say he coerced you? Several people signed the papers voluntarily.”
Lin Yuyao: “…”
Song Qin nodded and said, "At the time, we told them that the free licensing was to open up overseas markets. Everyone was aiming to make money in the future, and they all signed the contracts voluntarily."
Therefore, you can't really get anything out of him by forcing authors to sign free licenses.
"What about the kickbacks he received?" Lin Yuyao asked again.
Chen Bingzhi sighed and said, "That's the problem. We can't find out that he took kickbacks."
"Huh?" Song Qin said anxiously, "He definitely took it. Didn't they say they found out he was giving away free licenses on the surface, but actually selling the copyrights in private?"
"Do you have evidence?"
Song Qin: “…”
"Did you see the money, or did the copyright holder admit to paying him? There's nothing there, so how can you convict him?"
Song Qin and Lin Yuyao were both speechless.
So, he managed to evade it.
Lin Yuyao: "Does he have connections in high places?"
"By the way, he has connections. He's broke, and everyone guessed he probably took the money and paid off his gambling debts, or used the copyrights to settle them, but we have no proof. His connections helped him out, he was dismissed from his post and reassigned, and that's about it."
It's infuriating that these people have connections.
However, they were helpless.
"By the way, you guys came here today... just to ask about Old Niu, right?"
"No, he withheld our ISBN application. We're waiting for publication, but we still can't get the ISBN."
Chen Bingzhi looked at Lin Yuyao, "Did you say you were Chief Fu's granddaughter-in-law?"
Lin Yuyao shook her head, "No."
Why don't you say so?
Why do I need to say it?
Fu Huaiyi doesn't want to be a relative by connections, but she's rushing to be one. What are people going to think?
She wouldn't say it unless absolutely necessary.
"I don't want to say it, but I could have applied for it and gotten it done by following the normal procedures and in accordance with the law. It was a villain who held me back."
"Oh my, this kind of thing is perfectly normal. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine, I'll help you."
Their eyes lit up.
"Comrade Chen Bingzhi, thank you."
Chen Bingzhi smiled and said, "You're too kind. Please wait here for me for a moment, and I'll go run errands for you."
"Great! If you can come down today, I'll treat you to dinner later," Lin Yuyao said happily.
"Easy to say."
It's almost lunchtime, isn't it? Hopefully it will be quick.
Chen Bingzhi went to the publishing bureau across the street and went directly to Lao Niu's boss's office.
"Little Chen, what brings you here today?"
"Uncle Zhao, I have something to tell you."
"Tell me what's going on."
"Oh, is that so? I saw Chief Fu's granddaughter-in-law downstairs."
Old Zhao: "What's Chief Fu's granddaughter-in-law doing here?"
"She came to ask about the ISBN. She's a writer and now runs her own monthly magazine."
Old Zhao's mind flashed back to the beautiful bride from that day. What did his wife say back then?
They said that she came from an ordinary family and was only beautiful, not good enough for the leader's grandson.
Since he's a writer and runs his own monthly magazine, it shows he's very capable.
A cultured person.
I knew it! With the Fu family's standards, how could they possibly marry a useless pretty face?
"Oh, that's good news." Why is this kid suddenly talking to him about this alone?