Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

While the bank's vice president Zhang Tong had not arrived yet, Liu Shuo took Jiang Weimin to visit Qingdao Publishing House, from the editorial department, to the technical department, to the printing department, and finally to the warehouse, taking Jiang Weimin around everywhere.

Many people greeted Jiang Weimin enthusiastically when they saw him. Because of Jiang Weimin, their salary was raised by one level, and now they have all the benefits they deserve.

Since Anjie was not interested in this, he was drinking coffee and chatting with Song Wenqing in Song Wenqing's office.

Near noon, Zhang Tong arrived at the entrance of the publishing house's lobby in the publishing house's car. At this time, Song Wenqing and Jiang Weimin and his group were already waiting at the entrance.

As soon as Zhang Tong got off the car, Liu Shuo hurried over and introduced everyone to Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong shook hands with everyone enthusiastically. When he shook hands with Jiang Weimin, he said, "Comrade Jiang, I've read your comic strips. The story design is full of ups and downs and is fascinating! It's true that heroes emerge from youth!"

Jiang Weimin said quickly: "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhang Tong smiled and said, "It's not a problem, it's not a problem. It was a little troublesome at first, but it's not a problem anymore after it's published in the newspaper. I have to thank you for making me famous!"

Then he shook hands with An Jie and praised him, "Comrade An is indeed extraordinary. You can tell at a glance that he comes from a scholarly family, otherwise they wouldn't have cultivated such an outstanding painter."

"President Zhang, you're too kind!" An Jie looked at Zhang Tong with some surprise. He thought that Zhang Tong would be angry or indifferent because of what happened before, but the facts were quite different from his imagination.

An Jie had originally expected the best case scenario to be facing a cold face, but now it seems that Zhang Tong is very enthusiastic and doesn't seem to care about the comic book matter at all.

Seeing Zhang Tong's tolerance and kindness, An Jie's nervousness gradually dissipated. He realized that he might have been too worried, and at the same time he admired Zhang Tong's magnanimity.

Song Wenqing looked at Zhang Tong's attitude and nodded, then said, "President Zhang, it's lunch time. The cafeteria has prepared lunch. We can talk while we eat."

So, a group of people walked to the cafeteria together. When Zhang Tong walked into the cafeteria, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, including eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes and two bottles of Moutai. They couldn't help but sigh that Qingdao Publishing House really made a lot of money.

After everyone was seated, Song Wenqing spoke first: "The main purpose of this gathering is to express our apologies to President Zhang. Comrade Xiao Jiang and our publishing house have made mistakes and failed to fully consider the actual situation, which has caused inconvenience to President Zhang's life. We hereby apologize to President Zhang."

After saying that, he raised his glass and toasted Zhang Tong to express his sincere apologies.

Zhang Tong quickly raised his glass and said, "President Song, it's nothing. My incident is over. I think this time we are mainly here to welcome Comrade An Jie and Comrade Xiao Jiang. After all, it's not easy to come to Qingdao. Besides, our bank also brought a gift to Comrade Xiao Jiang."

Then he took out an envelope from his briefcase and said, "This is the letter of apology I wrote. I also know that Comrade Xiao Jiang came here to apologize to me. I am afraid that Comrade Xiao Jiang will have a grudge because of this matter, which will affect his future creations. This letter of apology is to eliminate Comrade Xiao Jiang's concerns."

As soon as Zhang Tong finished speaking, Song Wenqing took the lead in applauding. An Jie and Jiang Weimin also stood up with joy on their faces. "Thank you for your understanding!"

"President Zhang is really generous in his work!" Song Wenqing said with a smile on his face, "Old Liu, you must keep President Zhang company for me today!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the dinner table became extremely warm, and everyone toasted Zhang Tong one after another.

Jiang Weimin seemed to be the new star at the dinner table. Everyone expressed their admiration for him and their words were full of praise.

Anjie sat aside, looking at the lively scene in front of him, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

When he returned to Antai's house in the afternoon, Anjie told Antai what had happened today.

An Tai was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "It must be that President Song promised some benefits to the bank, so they are so enthusiastic."

"Isn't President Song too concerned about this matter? We haven't even asked President Song for help yet!"

"It seems that Wei Min's comic book should be very important to Qingdao Publishing House. Sister, do you know how many copies of Wei Min's comic book can be sold now?"

An Jie recalled what Editor Liu said and replied, "Editor Liu told me that there are probably more than 8 or 9 million copies."

An Tai exclaimed, "So many, this must be the reason why President Song of the publishing house took the initiative to help!"

"What's the reason? Big brother, please explain it clearly."

An Tai nodded and continued, "We all underestimated Wei Min's power. Eight or nine million copies. Just think about it, how much money can Qingdao Publishing House make from this? Wei Min can already support a publishing house by himself now. If you were the president of a publishing house, would you use such a simple thing to win people's hearts?"

An Jie suddenly understood: "Brother, so that's how it is. I was wondering why they all showed such respect and care for Wei Min. I thought being a painter was so respected!"

An Tai smiled and explained: "It's not because the painter himself is respected, but because the current Wei Min has the ability to be respected. "

"Then I will also accept the favor from President Song. I was originally planning to visit the vice president tomorrow and expected a cold face, but I didn't expect the vice president of the bank to greet me with a smile and even issued a letter of understanding. President Song solved all the problems for us in one day. The gifts I bought yesterday have not been given away yet. They were also gifts prepared by Qingdao Publishing House for people."

"President Song has done a very thoughtful job on this matter. The main reason is that Wei Min already has the ability to get people to help him voluntarily."

An Jie sighed: "I didn't expect Weimin to become so outstanding without realizing it. I, as a mother, didn't even notice it."

An Tai looked at An Jie's face that had not been destroyed by the times and sighed, "Little sister, your life is indeed perfect! You have such an excellent husband like Commander Jiang, and such an outstanding son like Wei Min."

"Now that everything is done, when will you return to Songshan Island, little sister?"

"Wei Min has recently drawn two more comic strips, and he has brought the drawings with him. Tomorrow, Wei Min plans to talk to President Song about publishing. The day after tomorrow, I will take Wei Min around Qingdao, and we will go back the day after that."

"After drawing two more books, Wei Min has become the God of Wealth of Qingdao Publishing House. He is so young and impressive!"

Anjie said proudly, "No matter how much I admire him, he is still your nephew."