In the Times conference room at this time, Bill and Gordon and his group were all depressed and their faces were blue.

They had a very vicious and perfect plan for Ding Peng. Ding Peng received the award. They asked Ding Peng to ask Ding Peng in person and asked Ding Peng to say it in front of the people of the world. Even if it was fake, Ding Peng would be covered in shit.

But no matter what, they never expected that Ding Peng was so weird. Faced with the Nobel Prize in Literature that countless people wanted to compete for, this bastard actually gave up and he didn't want it.

Your sister, who gives you the courage?

It was like they had brewed a lot of punches full of great strength and hit Ding Peng. As a result, Ding Peng calmly took out a large cotton ball from the side to block the front, and let them hit the cotton ball with one punch. Ding Peng had nothing to do, and they were so uncomfortable.

"President Bill, we..."

Gordon's eyes were a little red. If anyone among these people wanted to strangle Ding Peng the most, he would definitely rush to the first place.

Because Bill handed over the task of recruiting Ding Peng to him, not only did he fail to complete it, but Ding Peng also made a move. When he thought of this, he was so frustrated.

Seeing that Bill's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping, Gordon thought about it and asked, "What should we do?"

Bill looked up at Gordon. In fact, he had a lot of opinions about Gordon now. Didn’t he just ask you to recruit someone? Look at what he has become? The person didn’t come, but we were so uncomfortable that we were so uncomfortable. What about your ability?

"What else can we do? Although our company is strong, it is only in the entertainment industry. Ding Peng's winning prize is a matter of the literary world. Even if we shout for life, it will not have much negative impact on him." Bill said depressedly.

The manager of the publicity department shook his head and said, "President, I don't think this is the case. Whether it is the literary world or the entertainment industry, Ding Peng or the same person, as long as we can use means to slander him in the entertainment industry, then no matter how powerful he is, it is useless. People cannot ignore his overall character because he has won awards or made outstanding contributions in other industries. So I think we should work harder and take advantage of this time to hit Ding Peng hard, and it is best to blow him down!"

Bill's eyes lit up, and he laughed, saying, "Allen is right. Ding Peng's abandonment of receiving the award will definitely cause a huge sensation in society. This may bring him a lot of negative impact. So let's beat the dog and add fire to him. Alan, the company will allocate another million meters to you. This time, you must use all your strength to create public opinion for me! The bigger the better, I'm not afraid of poking a hole in the sky!"

Speaking of this, Bill's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, and he snorted, and said, "I'm the same saying, if you are talented and not used by me, then die!"

Just as Bill and his group were discussing how to continue to disgust Ding Peng, the outside world burst into a wave of a Weibo post from Ding Peng.

He sent the news that he refused to go to Ruidian to receive the Nobel Prize in Literature through his Weber.

Ding Peng's Webbo fans have already had tens of millions of fans. Because of this, when the news of him was just sent out, all his fans were in a mess.

"Damn, what news did I see?"

"Tell me it's not true, quickly tell me it's not true."

"Uncle Ding, you sent the wrong message, delete it quickly."

"I... I'll leave, Uncle Ding, aren't you serious?"

"Nobel Prize in Literature? No more? Ahhhh, Uncle Ding can do such a thing?!!"

"God, earth, hurry up and give me a thunder and make me wake up."

All his fans were furious because it was too big for Ding Peng to not receive the Nobel Prize in Literature.

You should know that in China so many years, he was the first person to win the Nobel Prize, but this guy was thrown away again. Brother, you are so arrogant that you are so golden.

Gold Medal Entertainment, Ding Peng’s office.

Zhao Yueguang and Jin Ruhai and others were all sitting on the sofa and looking at Ding Peng like a ghost, their faces full of disbelief.

"Brother Ding, aren't you serious?" Zhao Yueguang asked for a long time.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "What serious or not, the news has been sent out, that's it."

"That's it?!"

Seeing Ding Peng saying with a serious look that it was just that to abandon the Nobel Prize in Literature, Zhao Yueguang jumped up from the sofa with a scream.

There is no way, he really can't calm down.

He has never seen someone as crazy as Ding Peng, and he doesn't want the Nobel Prize anymore. Do you know how far you have done?

Jin Ruhai and his men also stood up and walked around the house.

"Brother Ding, listen to me, quickly delete the Webo, and then send another message saying that you sent the wrong message. Then let's go to Ruidian to receive the award. Is it OK?" Zhao Yueguang said almost in a pleading tone.

He really doesn't want Ding Peng to give up this prize. Although he is not a literary figure, he also knows the weight of the Nobel Prize in Literature.

If Ding Peng really gets this award back, let alone Ding Peng will be in the spotlight, their gold medal entertainment will also be in the spotlight. By then, their company will definitely be very popular.

After all, the Nobel Prize is the highest award in the world, even no one!

But now Ding Peng doesn't want this award anymore, it would be strange if he doesn't go crazy. He is even more crazy than Yang Zhichao and Liao Kai from the China Writers Association.

Jin Ruhai also said, "Brother Ding, I really don't know what you think. Ding Ding has nothing to do for the time being, so he can relax for a while. You don't have to worry about the company's affairs. You have a lot of time, why don't you go to Ruidian to receive the award?"

"That's right, I don't understand how this Nobel Prize offended you. In other people's eyes, what is Jin Ke trash is like dirt in your eyes."

"If you don't want this award, you will completely offend the Nobel Prize Organizing Committee, and there are even literati from all over the world. If you want to continue in the literary world in the future, there will be people who will gossip."

"Brother Ding, can you tell us why this is?"

Several people were persuading them with great sincerity.

Ding Peng was still happy on the surface, but he was already cursing in his heart.

"Damn it, do you think I don't know what I'm doing? I really want to get it, but isn't it impossible to get it? I have a hidden secret."

Ding Peng looked at Zhao Yueguang who was waiting for the answer, smiled indifferently, and said something that made Zhao Yueguang and others almost go crazy.

"Because...the Nobel Prize is foreign!"

"ah?"

After hearing that Ding Peng had given them such a reason for a long time, Zhao Yueguang and others were all confused.

I'll go, you won't go and receive the prize because this Nobel will be from a foreign country?

But even if it is a foreign country, it is an award that represents status and status. It is the highest award recognized in the literary world in the world! After you get it, your identity will rise quickly, and your personality will immediately increase a lot.

Do you care whether it is domestic or foreign?

But they thought it clearly, but they couldn't refute Ding Peng's words.

Because the Nobel Prize is indeed foreign.

"Ahem, brother, your idea is too extreme. If we take back the foreign prize, it will be a glory for the Chinese people. Do you think so? When people say that foreign prizes are so awesome, they will not get so many powerful people from their own country and other countries. As a result, a Chinese person will take them away. Think about it and be more angry?!" Zhao Yueguang persuaded unwillingly.

However, the choice of breakthrough point is also very good. It is indeed a very long time for Chinese to take away the foreigner’s awards.

After saying that, several people still looked at Ding Peng with anticipation, hoping that he could change his mind.

Who knew that Ding Peng still said indifferently: "I don't like the prizes of the Russians, and I want to let them know that not everyone is interested in this Nobel Prize. I, Ding Peng, are one of them!"

Although he said so stubbornly, Ding Peng had the idea of ​​crying in his heart.

Say the most arrogant words in the most arrogant tone.

But...I'm really helpless!

After hearing Ding Peng's words, Zhao Yueguang and others had completely urinated.
Chapter completed!