Chapter 118 Liu Xinwu's Determination It would definitely not work to follow Liu Hongmin's ideas completely. But we could do it step by step. Wang Feng decided to buy advertisements around the 7 o'clock news to see the effect. As for Liu Hongmin's plan to invest in "Journey to the West", it was completely impossible. However, Liu Hongmin still lent 200,000 yuan to Zhongtai temporarily, and would return it to him after they sold the advertisements. By borrowing money from individuals, Zhongtai has set a precedent. Wang Feng knew his shame and then became brave, and immediately started bidding for advertisements before and after the 7 o'clock news. As Liu Hongmin said, various manufacturers flocked to it, and the sponsorship of the 7 o'clock time was bought by the Beijing Watch Factory for 100,000 yuan. In less than ten days, Zhongtai repaid Liu Hongmin's money. Liu Hongmin also devoted himself to writing again, and finally wrote "Lies: The Bad Nature of the Chinese" in November. He invited He Qizhi to his home, and after reading the book, He Qizhi became hesitant. Seeing his embarrassment, Liu Hongmin couldn't help but ask, "Why? Contemporary doesn't dare to publish it?" He Qizhi said frankly: "I need to report to the editor-in-chief." Liu Hongmin was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything. As soon as He Qizhi left, Chen Jiangong and Liu Zhenyun arrived. During this period, the two of them had been lobbying for Liu Hongmin to join the Writers Association. They were probably given a task.
Liu Hongmin didn't want to join, it was too time-consuming. He had meetings today and activities tomorrow, and he couldn't concentrate on writing. Look at these two writers, how many works have they written this year? "Hongmin, have you finished your new book?" Liu Hongmin nodded, "Just finished writing." Chen Jiangong looked at the manuscript on the table and started reading. Not long after, he asked with a strange look on his face, "Your novel is a bit out of date!" "That's right!" Liu Hongmin nodded in agreement. "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease; honest advice may be unpleasant to the ear but is good for conduct. I just want to remind everyone that you can use the Japanese devils to your advantage, but don't treat them as your friends." Chen Jiangong raised his thumb and said, "Is it because of this reason that Teacher He didn't dare to accept your manuscript just now?" "He needs to discuss this with Teacher Wei." Chen Jiangong's eyes lit up immediately. "I'll call Teacher Liu. He's always been thinking about your work!" After saying that, he stuffed the manuscript to the eager-eyed Liu Zhenyun, and then went to the living room to make a phone call. Liu Zhenyun smiled at Liu Hongmin, opened the manuscript and started reading. When Chen Jiangong came back, he didn't hear anything, still immersed in the manuscript. Not long after, Liu Xinwu arrived at Shichahai with sweat all over his face. "Where is the manuscript?" Liu Hongmin thought it was funny, but he was deeply moved. Chen Jiangong had already told him that the book was inappropriate, but he still pedaled his bike like crazy and expressed his feelings, which showed how much he admired Liu Hongmin. Seeing that Liu Zhenyun did not respond, Chen Jiangong immediately took out the manuscript and handed it to Liu Xinwu. Liu Zhenyun subconsciously wanted to snatch the manuscript back, but stopped when he found Liu Xinwu had arrived. He let out a long sigh, "Hongmin, your book is really well written. I don't know if it was true in history, but I can't wait to go to the battlefield and kill the Japanese devils!" Liu Hongmin smiled and said, "Reality is often more outrageous than fiction. What the Japanese did was much more hateful than what is written in the book." Chen Jiangong reminded him, "If this novel is published, you might offend the Japanese. In that case, your plan to earn Japanese yen might go down the drain." Liu Hongmin said nonchalantly, "It's okay. At most, I can just change my alias." "Change your identity?" The three looked at Liu Hongmin in confusion, obviously not understanding.
Liu Hongmin smiled awkwardly, "It means changing the pen name. I heard about it in Hong Kong." The three shook their heads, obviously not understanding the connection between the vest and the pen name. However, since it was used in Hong Kong, it was not surprising. As an international metropolis, it might have come from some country. Liu Xinwu was concentrating on reading the manuscript, while Liu Hongmin asked the other two to leave. Chen Jiangong said, "Hongmin, I found out that it was Mr. Wang who wanted you to join the Writers Association." Liu Hongmin was very curious, "Doesn't he hate me?" "Of course he hates you!" Chen Jiangong sneered, "It's just that he thinks that as long as you are under his nose, he will have plenty of ways to deal with you." Liu Zhenyun shook his head, "I never thought that such a highly respected person would have such a vicious mind." Chen Jiangong said disdainfully: "Highly respected? I think he is a thief who is still old and alive. When he was in Hong Kong, he was a complete clown." Liu Hongmin waved his hand, "Let him dream! But you have to keep an eye on him. If he wants to do something, you must be vigilant. If it really doesn't work, just call the police and have him arrested." The two looked at each other, obviously thinking that Liu Hongmin had come up with a bad idea. Not many policemen in Beijing dared to arrest Mr. Wang. After all, Mr. Wang was a celebrity in the cultural circle, and arresting him would have a huge impact, and ordinary policemen could not bear this responsibility. Liu Hongmin asked his mother to prepare dinner and kept the three of them at home for dinner. At the dinner table, Liu Xinwu said passionately, "Hongmin, please publish this book for me! I can publish a special journal specifically for publishing your book." "Aren't you afraid of problems?" Liu Hongmin asked. "I'm afraid!" Liu Xinwu said firmly, "But I'm more afraid of missing out on good works. Although this book is disguised as a historical novel, it is indeed written in the present. As relations with the Japanese and the United States have gradually improved, cultural invasion has also followed. The people in China have been suppressed for decades, and their minds have suddenly opened up. They can't tell which ideas are good and which are bad, and they are easily deceived. This novel is to warn us that the ideas spread from outside may very likely be lies designed to deal with us..." Liu Hongmin was ashamed, for he thought that Liu Xinwu must have been an expert at reading comprehension when he was in school. Chen Jiangong and Liu Zhenyun chimed in: "Hongmin, since Teacher Liu likes this novel so much, you should agree to it!" Liu Hongmin nodded helplessly, "Teacher Liu, don't force it. If it doesn't work, I can contact Beijing University Press directly." Liu Xinwu quickly said: "It can definitely be published, I want your promise!" He had been thinking about Liu Hongmin's works for a long time. How could he miss this opportunity? As the editor-in-chief of Renming Literature, he still had the right to publish a special issue. If it was just to win over Liu Hongmin, Liu Xinwu would not have needed to do so. After all, manuscript compilation is a public matter, and the responsibility is his own. He admires Liu Hongmin, and he appreciates the book "Lies: The Bad Nature of the Chinese" even more. This book is like a wake-up call, reminding people across the country to be wary of foreign cultural invasion. (End of this chapter)