Reborn in 1977

Chapter 478 Mascot

Thorough?

What's thorough?

Although Chen Fan's intelligence is now as high as 15 points, it is obvious that the problem He Qingsheng is talking about now has nothing to do with intelligence, but with the ways of the world.

However, with his guidance, Chen Fan vaguely understood what this thoroughness meant.

He Qingsheng glanced at Chen Fan, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw the thoughtful look on his face. "Old Guo said yesterday that you were just lucky, but I didn't think so, but I didn't expect it to be true."

He turned to look at Chen Fan, chuckled and asked, "You stayed in Lujiawan and refused to leave. Even if the Health Department transferred you, you only agreed to be a nominal member. Are these choices all your original ideas? Is there any other calculation?"

Chen Fan tilted his head, coughed naturally, and said, "I'm just not used to going to unfamiliar places. What calculations can I have?"

He Qingsheng stared at him for several seconds. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him, then turned around and sat upright, and said softly, "It seems you really stumbled into it."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, put down the cup, and was about to get a cigarette. Chen Fan immediately handed over his filtered magnolia.

He Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, took the cigarette and looked at it, "Oh, with a filter, very good."

Chen Fan also took one himself and smiled, "Chairman He, I have a suggestion. If the welfare items for members include cigarettes in the future, can you issue them with filters?"

He Qingsheng lit a cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring, "Hmph, I want to too. With filters, who would want to smoke full mouthfuls of tobacco?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly froze for a moment, looked at the cigarette in his hand, his eyes couldn't help but become a little dazed, "Do you know, for a long time, many old writers couldn't even smoke full mouthfuls of tobacco, let alone tree leaves.

For example, Shao Quanlin, there was a time when his cigarettes were confiscated. When his nicotine addiction came up, he had no choice but to lie in bed, close his eyes, frown, and use the index and middle fingers of his right hand to pretend to hold a cigarette, take a puff, and then pretend to flick the ash, pretending to be smoking."

Chen Fan's eyes were dull as he listened. Is that okay?

He Qingsheng didn't even look at him, and continued to speak, "He endured it day after day, but in the end he couldn't get through it."

He turned to look at Chen Fan, with a smile on his face, but with a hint of redness in his eyes, "There's also Guo Xiaochuan, who lived in the same room with Lin Shaogang when he was working in Xianning. He was neurasthenic at that time, and also had liver disease.

Lin Shaogang said that Guo Xiaochuan had to swallow a handful of red and yellow pills every night, then get into the quilt and light a paper cigarette, often burning a black hole in the quilt.

What a pity…"

He Qingsheng let out a long breath, his eyes staring straight ahead, "Guo Xiaochuan waited for victory, but he didn't have time to celebrate. Just because he habitually lit a cigarette before going to bed, he fell asleep before the cigarette butt was extinguished. As a result, the cigarette butt ignited the cotton quilt.

That day was the evening of October 17, 1976. The 57-year-old died in the fire. On the blackened watch, the hands stopped at 8:20."

Chen Fan sat on the sofa, holding a cigarette in his hand. In the curling smoke, he seemed to see faces flashing.

Zhao Shuli, Shao Quanlin, Yang Shuo, Hou Jingjing, Lao She…

Even those who survived mostly had drastic changes in temperament.

Liu Baiyu was originally aggressive and couldn't stand this or that. Even Ba Jin had to give in to him, but later he became approachable, humble and gentle.

Ye Junjian, who didn't like to visit foreign countries, had to visit more than 100 countries and regions with a head full of white hair because there were too many foreign affairs units inviting him.

And Zhou Yang, Feng Mu…

Chen Fan suddenly thought that perhaps the capital conference two months later might be the same as today's conference, without wind or waves. The restored Writers Association will be directly positioned as a service organization, and there will never be the infinite glory of 20 years ago.

Infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak, and the wind at the peak is also strong!

Those veteran大佬who have experienced vicissitudes of life no longer have the desire to fight for power and profit. It would be good to be able to live a stable life guarding this one-third of an acre of land.

Of course, even if those management powers are discarded, the reorganized Writers Association is still a behemoth. The resources that can be mobilized through the Writers Association are definitely not comparable to fighting alone.

Even if you have dozens of best-selling books in your hand, if you don't join the Writers Association, you will still encounter obstacles everywhere.

This is the power of the system, and it is also the fundamental reason why Chen Fan, even though he is very confident in competing for the market, must approach the Writers Association as soon as possible.

There is a world of difference between having a backer and not having a backer.

After a while, He Qingsheng came back to his senses, took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, shook his head and smiled, "I remembered some things from the past, I made you laugh."

Chen Fan just pursed his lips, smiled and shook his head, without speaking.

There is no need to speak at this time.

Sure enough, He Qingsheng didn't care, coughed twice, and continued, "Maybe you didn't even think about it before, and you stumbled into this situation today.

What I want to say is that your current situation is the best result. If you want to change it one day and don't want to stay in the countryside anymore, don't go to the Health Department, or any machinery factory or cotton mill. Just come to the Writers Association."

Chen Fan's eyes rolled slightly, and he tentatively said, "You mean, there are many rules in the yamen?"

He Qingsheng pointed at him and smiled, "That's right, you get it right away."

He flicked the ash of his cigarette and said sternly, "Although your work relationship is in the Health Department, from the perspective of actual work, you have not integrated into this unit at all.

No unit is a pool of shallow water. There are various undercurrents and reefs inside that cannot be seen from the outside, but when you go in, you have to find a backer and hug your thighs, otherwise you will be a maverick '异类'.

On the contrary, it is like this now. No matter which unit you are in, you have not gone deep into it. You are just nominally a member, wandering outside, and you have no contact with the core interests of the unit.

In this way, you can be more comfortable, and no matter which faction, they will give you three points."

He turned to stare at Chen Fan and smiled, "Have you always felt that everyone is a good person and that there is not a single bad person around you?"

Chen Fan chuckled dryly twice and still didn't speak.

He Qingsheng coughed twice, put the cigarette butt he had finished smoking into the ashtray, waved his hand to Chen Fan who was handing him a cigarette, and took out a pack of filtered Baijinlong from his pocket, "Try this, a good cigarette from Wuhan, 70 cents a pack, the same price as Zhonghua."

Chen Fan took the cigarette and looked at it. He had never seen this kind of cigarette before.

Shouldn't the good cigarette from Wuhan be the Yellow Crane Tower?

But he didn't know that the Yellow Crane Tower was founded in 1928, but it was once discontinued due to poor sales. Nowadays, the high-end cigarettes in Wuhan are the "Dragon" series, as well as the "Bridge" brand cigarettes produced to commemorate the completion and opening of the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge, and the "Swimming" brand produced to commemorate Mr. Li's crossing of the Yangtze River.

As for the Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes, they will not be put back into production until April 1983.

Chen Fan threw away the magnolia that still had a section left, lit the Baijinlong, and a strong smoky smell filled his mouth.

Is this really a Han cigarette? It's too strong, it's completely different from the delicate and elegant Han-style cigarettes of later generations.

He Qingsheng looked at him and laughed, "Are you not used to it?"

Chen Fan nodded, "If you issue this cigarette, forget it, I'll give you my share."

"You wish."

He Qingsheng snorted and said proudly, "Which branch would dare use Grade A cigarettes as welfare goods? Getting a filter-tipped Peony, or your Yulan cigarette, would be about right."

Chen Fan smacked his lips. Not being able to give out Grade A cigarettes, what's there to be proud of?

He Qingsheng took two puffs and said, "After I asked Lao Guo about your situation yesterday, I suddenly had an idea."

Chen Fan's eyes flickered, then he raised his eyebrows slightly, "You don't want me to be the director of the European and American branch of the Foreign Liaison Department, do you?"

As he spoke, he waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I can't do it, I can't do this job."

"Heh heh."

He Qingsheng glanced at him and smiled, "Aren't you doing a good job as the deputy section chief of the Health Department, and the health consultant of the Machinery Factory and the Cotton Mill?"

Chen Fan's face fell, "Chairman He, can that be the same? You just said that I'm just a figurehead in the unit, and I don't participate in any of the unit's affairs at all. My main job is still in Lujiawan. Those two consultants are just for show.

Look at this European and American branch, that's a position that must handle specific affairs. If you sit in this position, you have to implement the work.

Not to mention qualifications and experience, just a list distribution…"

At this moment, He Qingsheng suddenly interrupted him, "Do you think our Jiangnan Writers Association has exchanges with European and American countries?"

Chen Fan was stunned, "Uh, even if we don't have it now, it doesn't mean we won't have it in the future."

Strictly speaking, let alone the Jiangnan Writers Association, I'm afraid that the European and American branch of the National Writers Association is just an empty shell.

We just went through a bitterly cold winter, isn't that enough tossing? Are you all嫌自己命太大，想往欧美国家跑？(afraid your lives are too big and want to run to European and American countries?)

As mentioned earlier, this Foreign Liaison Department is newly established. Before the Writers Association was dissolved, there was also a foreign liaison department. How did that come about?

First, there was a Foreign Literature Committee, responsible for communication and liaison with foreign writers.

Later, around 1958, Asian and African writers suddenly became active internationally, and then an organization was established called the Permanent Bureau of Asian-African Writers.

At their request, the Writers Association established the Chinese Writers Liaison Committee, with Mao Dun as Chairman, Liu Baiyu as Vice Chairman, and Yang Shuo as Secretary-General.

Look, almost all foreign affairs activities of the Writers Association in those years revolved around Asian and African writers.

Europe and America?

Sorry, not familiar!

Under such circumstances, what is the significance of establishing the European and American branch of this Writers Association Foreign Liaison Department? Chen Fan couldn't figure it out.

He Qingsheng took a sip of tea and then a puff of cigarette before slowly saying, "If there is in the future, we'll talk about it later."

Hearing this, Chen Fan now understood and looked at He Qingsheng thoughtfully, "I'm just a mascot, for show?"

He Qingsheng smiled slightly and nodded, "That's right."

Chen Fan was still unwilling, "Since it's a mascot, wouldn't it be okay to just find someone? Why do you have to find me?"

He Qingsheng coughed twice and said, "The main reason is that people who are qualified are not very willing, and the current other candidates are not qualified enough."

Chen Fan's eyes flickered, "You mean, none of the 22 writer representatives want to be in this position?"

He Qingsheng's face was a little embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal and said earnestly, "Don't blame them, they were bitten by a snake once and are afraid of well ropes for ten years. The Asian and African branch is an old tradition, and it's still acceptable to hold a position in it. This European and American branch is indeed a new thing, everyone is afraid!"

Chen Fan blinked, Aren't I afraid?

He Qingsheng looked at him, "You don't have to be afraid! Why? First of all, you are young. If you say you have ties with foreign countries…"

Chen Fan interrupted him, "Your words are outdated. The current policy is that it is glorious to have overseas relations. Commander Hua said it last month. All grassroots units below are also promoting it. If anyone has overseas relations, contact them quickly and let them send money."

He Qingsheng coughed twice, "Let's not mention this overseas relationship. In short, you are not in the provincial capital. Even if something goes wrong with this department, it won't be your fault. At most, you'll just get a few criticisms.

Secondly, this Eurasian branch was established to improve the organizational structure. In actual work, there may be nothing at all. You must not have any psychological burden."

Chen Fan still didn't want to accept. Although he knew that in another year at most, when the Americans made friends with us, this European and American branch would immediately become a popular institution. If there weren't two overseas exchanges a month, it would be considered that the Writers Association was too inefficient and the writers were too noble to go.

But his purpose was very simple, to wear the coat of the Writers Association as a protective umbrella, but to really let him work…

Looking at Chen Fan, who was still unwilling to submit, He Qingsheng gritted his teeth and used his trump card, "The Provincial Writers Association is a department-level unit, and the Foreign Liaison Department is a division-level unit. If you are willing to serve as the director of the European and American branch, then you will be a deputy division-level cadre."

Chen Fan's eyes widened instantly, and he said awkwardly, "This, that, Chairman He, I'm only a deputy section level now…"

Seeing Chen Fan immediately change his position, He Qingsheng also seemed to understand the trick to dealing with this young comrade.

He looked at him with a strange expression. Didn't they all say that young people are enthusiastic and easy to fool? Why is this guy like an old fritter, and doesn't let go until he sees the rabbit?

On the surface, he remained calm and said sternly, "Although you are only a deputy section level, your achievements in your field of work are very clear to everyone. Moreover, according to the transfer rules, transferring your organizational relationship to the Provincial Writers Association should be promoted by one level in principle."

Chen Fan was stunned, "Do I still need to transfer my relationship?"

He hadn't thought about this. Without the brand of the Health Department, some places might not be so convenient.

He Qingsheng waved his hand and smiled, "I understand your concerns. However, Lao Guo and Secretary-General Xu have discussed it, and your transfer should not be troublesome."

He looked at Chen Fan meaningfully and smiled, "After all, your greatest role in the Yunhu Health Department has been used up, so they won't hold on to you. I'll go talk to the leaders of the Health Department and say hello to your Health Department later, and it won't be a big problem."

As he spoke, he leaned back, "At worst, let you continue to hold a nominal position as a consultant in the Health Department. Anyway, outsiders don't know the inside story, so it won't have any impact.

After completing your transfer procedures, I will mention it at the meeting and use the emergency appointment method to raise your level to the deputy division level, which can just match the position of director of the European and American branch."

Chen Fan pondered for a while. If he really didn't have to work and was just holding a position, it seemed that there was no impact on him except for an extra income?

He asked in a low voice, "Is it really just holding a position and not working?"

He Qingsheng coughed again, "You can't say you don't have to work. You can tell the outside world that you are collecting folk customs in rural areas and handling work remotely."

Chen Fan nodded suddenly, "Understood."

Thinking about it, Chairman He is also very difficult, playing the emotional card, talking about the old writers, and tempting him with the treatment of a deputy division level.

Well, as a person who values ​​relationships, it would be unreasonable to decline again.

Then he raised his head and smiled, "Then I'll do it!"