"You are too modest."

Zhang Yongjun said with a smile. "The only thing you dare to mention at that time is that you are qualified to mention. You need to have works and abilities. If you ask others to try it, this money alone is not something that ordinary people can do."

This is true. Although young writers are so famous, they don’t know how many people who get the royalties here are. It is not easy to publish articles in magazines and newspapers these days.

In today's seminar, most of the writers actually only published a few articles in regional newspapers.

Regional newspapers do not have much royalties, and at most they can only cost breakfast. Compared with people's literature, it is definitely considered conscience.

The royalties usually start at five yuan. You should know that now is an era where you can laugh if you earn more than one yuan a day.

It’s good to treat a meal for five yuan. The family can eat meat for a few days, and it doesn’t take any more to buy food. It’s enough for half a month to eat.

It’s just that authoritative magazines like people’s literature are not something that ordinary people can publish.

Although Li Dong was named in the Regional Writers Association, he didn't care about the matter and didn't understand some good things. Most of the writers in these small regional Writers Associations came from the grassroots level, and they did ordinary jobs. It was beneficial to the job to get a young writer.

You can also be fooled by going out and showing it out. You really rely on royalties to live. To put it bluntly, there may not be one in the Regional Writers Association. Of course, Li Dong can live on royalties like this.

"What are your plans and how much money you pay? I will discuss this with Guo Huai later. You can give me a brief explanation." Zhang Yongjun said with a smile. "I will be able to talk to you at that time."

"That's true." Gao Zhenxing echoed.

Li Dong thought about gestures and gestures to his palms.

"Five pieces, that's OK."

Gao Zhenxing nodded, although there were not many, but there were not many.

Li Dong shook his head slightly, he was embarrassed to say it for five dollars, and Zhang Yongjun smiled and said, "Fifteen, is it a little higher?"

"At fifty."

Li Dongxin said, they are really cadres, why? You say five yuan, the fifteenth one is too fond of my rich man Li. "The lower limit is fifty, the upper limit is five hundred, Secretary Zhang, please discuss it when the time comes."

"What is the upper limit, five hundred?"

Good guy, the two of them couldn't believe what they heard when they looked at Li Dong. "After all, the awards were set up in my name, so few are not good-looking."

“The upper limit of five hundred is too high.”

"Not to mention five hundred, I feel the lower limit of fifty is high."

This is not a joke. Ordinary workers don’t have that much salary per month, and a regional award of fifty, this guy is a bit scary.

"Fifty is not too much."

Li Dong muttered, there were still more. Originally, Li Dong wanted to have five hundred, but he thought it was too high and he might have a real population. He would say anything like money. "It's fifty first. In fact, it doesn't matter if it's more. Why is it nice and not touching the red line?"

"Then it's sixty, it sounds better."

"Fifty?"

Guo Huai was a little surprised. It was too high. You should know that the bonus for excellent works in the region was only less than one-third, and this guy, Li Dong, paid 50 yuan for the newcomer award.

"Secretary Guo feels that it's too little, so add a little more like this. Sixty is better."

When Zhang Yongjun saw Guo Huai's surprised expression, he thought to himself, "You don't know that Li Dong is planning to make five hundred, what is really scary."

At the beginning, everyone talked about the establishment of the Li Dong Newcomer Award and even felt a little disdainful. However, as the bonus was leaked, many young writers in their early twenties were very excited.

"Sixty yuan, this Li Dong is really rich."

"That's right, I heard that the manuscript fee is hundreds or thousands of yuan a year."

"You said it's too little. I haven't heard that all foreign books have been published and they have made a lot of money."

"No wonder."

"I didn't expect this person to seem arrogant, but he is actually pretty good."

"No, I'm very concerned about our new writers." When these young writers heard the bonus of 60 yuan, their impression of Li Dong changed suddenly.

"And there is this effect?"

At night, Zhang Yongjun had a meal. Zhang Yongjun said that the bonus was leaked but he had some unexpected gains. Li Dong was also a little surprised. "I would have known that I would have set more bonuses." Li Dong said with a smile.

"Sixty is already quite a lot."

"Let's do this, Secretary Zhang, I will add one, and the bonus will increase by 20% every year." Li Dong said. In fact, if this does not increase much, it will give people a different feeling.

“Add twenty percent each year?”

This is no joke, Zhang Yongjun and Gao Zhenxing looked at Li Dong. "Is this too much?"

"Set a time, forty years."

Li Dong calculated that at most, the bonus will be only tens of thousands at most. If it can be adjusted in the next period, I won’t talk about these for the time being. Even so, Zhang Yongjun and Gao Zhenxing were shocked by Li Dong’s handwriting.

Gao Zhenxing thought that the bonus would be more than 300 in ten years, which was scary.

The next day, Zhang Yongjun told Guo Huai about this. For a moment, Guo Huai admired Li Dong's courage, and there was no need to mention other young writers. They almost went to Li Dong to ask for autographs.

"It really wins people's hearts."

Hu Bingzhong scoffed at Li Dong's behavior that attracted people's hearts.

"It's better than some people doing nothing."

"Yes, people's standards are simple, and they can tell who is good and who is bad at a glance. They are not like this past apprentice, that junior brother."

The good guy Hu Bingzhong was so angry that he hated Li Dong even more and more. Until someone reminded him that Li Dong had named him. If this award was really established, he might be Hu Bingzhong, the winner of the first year.

Of course, this is too much thought. Li Dong is willing to pat Hu Bingzhong on the shoulder. You should roll the ball. As for giving him the prize, he would be joking. In any case, the establishment of the Li Dong Young Writer Award is almost a foregone conclusion.

The support of the regional government, coupled with Zhang Yongjun's use of power, another one is that the amount of bonus is leaked, and a bunch of young writers are drooling in the face of bonuses. If the Writers Association does nothing, it may be a big deal to provoke these young writers, and it will be difficult to deal with anything that happens.

"I didn't expect that what I mentioned casually could be accomplished."

Early in the morning, Li Dong and Gao Zhenxing greeted Zhang Yongjun and drove back to Chicheng. When talking about this on the way, Gao Zhenxing praised Li Dong for his good idea. In the future, the Regional Writers Association wanted to do something behind the scenes, so Li Dong didn't have to worry about it at all.

It will not be like this time when the seminar is scheduled and Li Dong will be notified.

"This is what I think is the saying that I accidentally planted willows and willows to form a shade."

"But it's a good thing."

“That’s true.”

With a little money, Li Dong really has the capital to say he doesn't care anymore.

Back at Chicheng, Li Dong went to the office. Xiaolin had already helped Li Dong buy all the meat and side food they needed to buy. "Thank you, Xiaolin."

"Teacher Li, you are so polite."

"Do you see enough of these things?"

"Enough."

"Okay, I'll go back first."

Li Dong moved things to the trunk, started the car and headed straight for Hanzhuang, and returned home at less than ten o'clock.

"Uncle, no, brother."

At the intersection, I met a swallow waving his little hand, and the little girl followed Han Xiaohao's butt. "Uncle Dong."

"Puff."

Li Dong looked at Han Xiaohao carefully and almost laughed at breakfast.

"What are you doing?"

The traitor was half-hearted and even applied osmanthus oil. I don’t know how much osmanthus oil this kid poured, it was so oily.

"My hair is messy, my mother made it for me."

Han Xiaohao followed Li Qiuju back to his parents' home. He didn't clean up his son. He went there yesterday and Han Xiaohao was still full of oil today. It is conceivable that Qiuju's sister-in-law had done more, so the osmanthus oil must have been poured out for money.

"It's not bad, it's interesting."

Li Dong couldn't help it anymore. There was no way, he really wanted to laugh.

Han Xiaohao looked resentful. He was very precious. You know, my mother said that she would not wash her hair for at least half a month, so such good osmanthus oil should not be wasted.

"Xiaohao, don't blame uncle. It's really funny that you are so stupid."

I had too much osmanthus oil, my hair was lying on my head and I had a middle part, which was a bit too much. Li Dong felt that it was better to use gel water. "It seems that there is no gel water now?"

"wrong."

Li Dong remembered something and seemed to have brought a bottle of mousse. "Xiaohao, go back with uncle, I'll get you a hairstyle."

"real?"

Han Xiaohao was a little suspicious. Uncle, you just laughed so loudly, and always felt that you didn’t have any kindness.

"Of course, when I go to the Sixth Master's house, I'll send the things over, and I'll get them for you when I turn back."

Li Dong said with a smile. This guy's hair was a bit hard, just like he was designing an explosive head. Li Dong thought about it and found it very exciting. "Uncle, let's forget it." Han Xiaohao felt more and more that Li Dong had no kindness and laughed like a thief.

"What's the point? Go back and go to my house. Let me tell you, I have good things. If you don't go, don't regret crying then."

Li Dong smiled and said, "This kid is so curious that he will definitely be deceived if he says this."
To be continued...