"I don't know who revealed your whereabouts and made them find you here."

He Qizhi shook his head and complained, but there was no trace of distress on his face.

Yu Dong knew in his heart that this news could be known to other media, either by the editorial department or by his own people.

As for Yu Dong, the only ones who know his whereabouts are him, Cheng Yanqiu and Jiang Jie.

He and Cheng Yanqiu would definitely not do this, and Jiang Jie did not have the ability or time to commit the crime, so the problem is likely to arise on the side of "Contemporary".

If He Qizhi's surprised expression didn't look fake at the beginning, Yu Dong would have suspected that He Qizhi directed and acted.

However, Yu Dong will have to face this situation sooner or later, and it doesn't actually matter where it happens.

Yu Dong smiled and said to He Qizhi, "Call them in, I will tell them. Also, please go and call my assistant Jiang Jie in."

"Okay, I'll call you."

Soon, Jiang Jie came in first, and then the reporters followed.

He Qizhi's office is only about a dozen square meters, and suddenly so many people crammed in. Everyone was crowded together. The people in the front were fine, but the people in the back could only stand on tiptoes to look inside.

Many of them have never seen what Yu Dong looks like, and they are quite curious.

Seeing that it was almost done, Yu Dong said, "Thank you all for your love and for coming here to find me. But I am only one person, and I cannot accept interviews from all of you at the same time. In this way, everyone can put their respective

Register your unit and personal information, and we will contact you one by one later."

He wanted to send people away, but this method was not easy to use now. The reporters had already seen Yu Dong, and of course they were not willing to give up easily.

"Teacher Yu, it's hard for us to come here, why don't we sit down and have a chat first."

"Teacher Yu, I am from Yanjing TV Station. Do you think you can take advantage of this afternoon to go to the station to record a program? If not, you can record it here."

"If it doesn't work out, let's each ask a few questions and treat it as a press conference."

Yu Dong didn't have time to bother with them. He made an appointment with Hu Yueming to take Cheng Yanqiu to his house in the afternoon and have dinner together in the evening.

He thought for a while and said, "Everyone in the editorial department is very busy. We are here to interfere with their work. It is not easy to find a place now. How about this? The book signing will start at nine o'clock tomorrow. Everyone

Thank you for your hard work and go early. We will hold a press conference, which will start at eight o'clock and end at nine o'clock. As for some friends who want to arrange an exclusive interview, they can wait until after the press conference to find me."

Yu Dong had finished talking to this point, and these reporters had nothing to say and nodded one after another. However, after finishing speaking, they were unwilling to leave. Yu Dong had no choice but to give Jiang Jie a look.

Jiang Jie understood and cleared the way. Yu Dong followed behind and waved to the reporters: "See you tomorrow."

After walking out of the humanities building, Jiang Jie looked back and saw that the reporters did not follow him. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu, it seems that you will have to bring a bodyguard when you travel in the future."

"No need for now, reporters are still relatively civilized. Let's go back to the hotel first."

When they arrived at the hotel, they picked up Cheng Yanqiu and went directly to Hu Yueming's house.

As soon as Cheng Yanqiu entered the house, his wife, Xu Qinghua, held his hand and greeted him.

"Oh, you are so handsome. It was not an easy journey. I boiled some pears and gave you some to eat. Yanjing is dry and you girls from the south are not used to it. Eat some pears and drink some pear soup to make your throat comfortable.

some."

"Master's wife, it's okay. I studied in Yanjing before and I'm used to it."

"Oh, I forgot about this, you graduated from Yangyin University."

…

The two female family members were chatting. Yu Dong and Hu Yuming, master and apprentice, each held a teacup and walked to the coffee table to sit down. As soon as he sat down, he noticed a book on the coffee table.

If you look closely, it turns out to be "The Golden Age".

When Hu Yueming saw that he noticed the books on the table, he smiled and said: "Wang Xiaobo's new book. One time you came over and saw a copy of "Secret Stories of the Tang Dynasty". The author of that book is also him."

Of course Yu Dong knew that this was Wang Xiaobo's book. The last time he came to participate in an exchange meeting, he went to Renmin University specifically to have a chance encounter with Wang Xiaobo, but he didn't see Wang Xiaobo at that time.

Unexpectedly, when I heard from him again, "The Golden Age" had been published.

"Teacher, you really like this author."

Hu Yueming said with a smile: "This author is good, but these two books were recommended by friends. Zhao Jieping is Zhao Fan's daughter, and she helped publish this "Golden Age", but because it is, she is subject to

I suffered a lot."

"I have suffered a lot, how can I say that?" Yu Dong asked curiously.

Hu Yueming sighed, "Actually, it was her own fault. Wang Xiaobo went to her with the book. She thought it was very good and wanted to publish it. However, the leader of the publishing house was not optimistic about the book and was unwilling to publish it. She took advantage of the leader's absence.

At that time, I acted first and then published the book. This kind of thing is taboo in the unit, and the leader will definitely make trouble for her when he comes back. A few days ago, she even fell ill because of this matter."

"So there is such a thing." Yu Dong couldn't help but sigh, "It's not easy to publish this novel."

"Unfortunately, there were no good results. The book didn't sell well and it didn't arouse much response."

Yu Dong nodded, "Actually, I know Wang Xiaobo. He is somewhat popular in Baodao. I also saw a copy of "The Golden Age" in Jinling before."

"Golden age?" Hu Yueming was a little confused.

"Yes, it's the Golden Age. It must have been an error in the printing because of the editor's negligence."

"Hey, this editor is too sloppy." Hu Yueming smiled and shook his head, "So, this "Golden Age" has actually been published in Baodao a long time ago."

"That's right, "Golden Age" also won the "United Daily News" Literary Award Novella Award before."

"The book is really good. In this collection, not only "The Golden Age", but also "Standing at Thirty" and "Back to Time" are all very good works. Zhao Jieping asked me to read this book, probably because she wanted to find

She received some comfort and some praise from me to prove that she was not wrong. However, no matter how much praise I gave, I'm afraid it wouldn't change anything. I heard that after she recovered from her illness, she pushed Wang Xiaobo around whenever she had nothing to do.

I went out to buy books."

With that said, Hu Yueming held "The Golden Age" in his hands again. Literature itself is like this. He has seen too many such things over the years. Literature is art, but no matter how elegant art is, there is no market. In the end, it can only become a small business.

Carnival of some people.

Some people say that art does not need a market, art only needs loneliness. As for artists, they are like shooting stars, passing through the sky. If they are lucky, they will be seen by others. If they are not lucky, they will die secretly.

"Where do they sell books?" Yu Dong asked.

Hu Yueming shook his head, "How did I know that? They push the cart around, and they probably won't be able to sell a few copies."

"Teacher, do you have Zhao Jieping's phone number?"

"Of course." Hu Yueming stared at Yu Dong, "I'll write it to you."

…

That night, Yu Dong called Zhao Jieping.

"Hello, hello, I'm Yu Dong, may I ask Ms. Zhao Jieping?"

"In the East?"

Zhao Jieping on the other side of the phone frowned. Of course she had heard of the name Yu Dong. Recently, Yu Dong has become extremely popular in the literary world. A few days ago, their editor-in-chief complained to them, saying that they would collect some random stuff every day.

book, I didn’t know how to find Yu Dong to invite manuscripts.

At that time, several editors didn't say anything, but they were all complaining. How could their publishing house compare with those big publishing houses? It would be really strange to be able to invite Yu Dong's manuscript.

"Are you Yu Dong, the author of "Xiangxi"?" Zhao Jieping tried to ask.

Yu Dong smiled and replied, "Yes, it's me."

It turned out to be Yu Dong!

Zhao Jieping was a little panicked. Why did Yu Dong call her? She quickly went through all the connections between herself and Yu Dong in her mind, and finally only thought of one, and that was Hu Yueming.

Dean Hu is Yu Dong's teacher, and she knows this. However, she doesn't know what the relationship between Hu Yueming and Yu Dong is, because Hu Yueming didn't tell her about Yu Dong's time at school.

However, she could only think of this possibility.

"Ms. Zhao?" After a while of silence, Yu Dong asked again.

Zhao Jieping hurriedly said, "Hello, Teacher Yu Dong, I wonder why you called me?"

Yu Dong smiled and said: "I was having dinner at the teacher's house today and saw that he had a book called "The Golden Age". After reading it, I felt very good. I asked the teacher for your contact information and wanted to talk to you about this book.

oh."

Sure enough, it was for "The Golden Age". A few days ago, Zhao Jieping sent "The Golden Age" to Hu Yueming to see what professionals would say. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. Yu Dong actually saw this book.

.

"Teacher Yu Dong, I am very happy to hear that you said this book is very good. However, because there are no formal sales channels, the current sales of this book are not good."

"I heard that you often go out with Wang Xiaobo to sell books?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Jieping was a little embarrassed, "We really want more people to see this book."

"Well, if possible, I'd like to talk about the publication of this book, and maybe have a chance to start over."

Zhao Jieping raised her eyebrows and said in surprise, "Really?"

"Really, but I have a book signing tomorrow and I don't have time to see you. You can see the morning after tomorrow..."

"Teacher Yu, do you have time now?" Zhao Jieping suddenly asked.

Yu Dong looked at his watch and then at Cheng Yanqiu, "I'm at the hotel now, I guess I'm some distance away from you..."

"It doesn't matter. If you have time, I will go over now."
To be continued...