Wang Zixu patted him on the shoulder and said: "No need to persuade us, we should do whatever we want in the future. I heard from Mr. Ye that the data has been pretty good even if I'm not here these days. Everyone is doing well. Let's make good money and not be shabby."

.”

He and Cheng Xing did it together, and both of them were a little dizzy. The others opened the wine one after another, hugging each other and drinking.

Ye Lan's phone rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was Ning Chunyan whom she had just met not long ago. She walked to a deserted place and answered the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Ning Chunyan said anxiously: "I heard from Lin Feng that Wang Zixu's manuscript was not shortlisted this time? What happened? I called him, but he didn't answer. How is he now?"

Ye Lan glanced at the red-faced Wang Zixu and said, "He's fine, but something is completely wrong."

"Isn't there something wrong with him all the time?"

"What's even more wrong." Ye Lan changed his hand to hold the phone, "Anyway, he was not shortlisted. He is said to be at this level."

Ning Chunyan said: "There's no way he wasn't shortlisted! At his level, I showed it to my parents and some other writers, and they all said it was good. If his article wasn't shortlisted, it would be really unreasonable!

"

Ye Lan shook his head: "I don't know why this is the case. In fact, I also feel strange why he was not shortlisted."

"Where are you?"

"ah?"

"Where are you and Wang Zixu now?"

…

Shen Qingfeng was playing golf in the back hill of Xihe. His cell phone suddenly rang. He answered the call. On the other end of the phone was Gou Yingbiao who sounded excited:

"Mr. Shen, that's amazing! Didn't the results of the primary essay contest come out yesterday? Guess what? Wang Zixu was not shortlisted!"

Shen Qingfeng raised his eyes and said: "Did the results of yesterday's primary election come out? I didn't even pay attention to this matter. Don't you just need to write in to be shortlisted?"

"Zizixu was not shortlisted. Mr. Shen, your skills are really amazing!"

Shen Qingfeng quickly waved his hand and said: "I didn't do anything, don't rely on me. I don't have time to care about this Wang Zixu. He was not shortlisted based on his own strength."

Gou Yingbiao's tone on the other end of the phone was a little confused: "Really?"

"Why should I be secretive about this matter? If I really deal with him, do I need to hide it? Anyway, I definitely didn't say hello, Lin Luo, did you say hello?"

Lin Luo sat under the parasol opposite him, spread his hands and said innocently:

"Teacher Shen, I don't even know that person. To be honest, I didn't even consider him as my opponent. Besides, the Propaganda Department is in charge of the primary election. If I have this connection, I might as well let them attack Lin Feng directly."

Shen Qingfeng said to Gou Yingbiao: "You heard it. Lin Luo is right not to pay attention to him."

Gou Yingbiao said happily: "Okay, thank you Mr. Shen for your concern. Anyway, I solved a serious problem for me."

Gou Yingbiao walked into the conference room with his head held high, sat down in front of everyone, knocked on the table, and said:

"Today, ah, let's just have a simple meeting. First, let's praise the comrades who submitted papers to the competition some time ago. Ah, this little kid has been shortlisted in the primary election! Everyone applauds."

The conference room was immediately filled with a burst of applause, with Song Yinglian and Guo Ranran cheering particularly enthusiastically. Diao Yiwen pursed her lips and politely nodded to the colleagues who looked at her.

Gou Yingbiao said again: "Our Comrade Wang Zixu! Ah, it's a pity, ah, he didn't pass the primary election, he just wasn't shortlisted..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud laugh from the audience.

Guo Ranran looked at Song Yinglian with an exaggerated expression, then looked at Diao Yiwen and mouthed: "Not shortlisted?"

Gou Yingbiao continued: "His spirit is commendable. I hope he will continue to work hard. Ah, but he must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Ah, he cannot rely on his talent and arrogance, look down on this, look down on that. To be honest, if it weren't for colleagues and leaders, they would take great care of them. Him, tolerate him, how can he have such a temper? I would also like to remind all comrades here, don't get irritable when you are a little bit prominent. You think I am the best in the world. The higher you jump, the harder you fall. Having personality is nothing. Nice words...ah, it's a pity that Wang Zixu didn't come today..."

After the meeting, Guo Ranran ran to Diao Yiwen and said excitedly: "Xiao Diao, I got my revenge! That guy really wasn't shortlisted, haha, I really want to see the expression on his face..."

Song Yinglian came over, frowned and said, "Don't take pleasure in others' misfortunes, be careful not to offend others."

Guo Ranran lowered his voice and said: "What are you afraid of? He is not here now."

"There's always someone to spread the word. Haven't you learned your lesson?"

"Don't say these things that are disappointing." Guo Ranran turned to look at Diao Yiwen, "How is it? Isn't it great?"

Diao Yiwen shook her head and said, "I don't feel any grudge against him."

"well."

Behind them, there was a deep sigh. The three of them turned their heads, but they couldn't find who it was.

…

"Bo."

The last bottle of red wine was opened. Wang Zixu hugged the bottle and said, "That's it for today anyway. Let's just indulge together. Whatever wine is in the base, just drink it all in one go."

"Drink!" Sakura-chan was the first to raise the glass, reaching out and patting it on the table, asking for a drink like a gorilla. He was already drunk.

Wang Zixu let out a wine burp and passed the bottle over in a daze, but the mouth of the bottle did not fit the mouth of the glass.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

He raised his head: "Who is it?"

Ye Lan ran over and opened the door, and Ning Chunyan appeared at the door like a war weapon.

She walked in aggressively, and everyone stared at her in shock.

"Zixu!" Ning Chunyan came over and grabbed the dizzy Wang Zixu's arm, "You come with me."

"What for?" Wang Zixu asked in surprise.

"You must ask about the situation!" Ning Chunyan said, "It's impossible that your manuscript won't be shortlisted. There must be a mistake. What if you don't check the manuscript?"

Wang Zixu waved his hand: "Forget it, if you don't say anything disappointing, what will happen if you check it out?"

"Follow me!" Ning Chunyan tightened his arm.

Wang Zixu pushed her away and said: "Listen to me, I have already thought about it. From now on, I will concentrate on my side business. I can't do literature. It's too difficult..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Come with me!" Ning Chunyan glared at him, "Don't you know? The unit responsible for the finalists this time is the Propaganda Department. There must be someone behind it."

Wang Zixu shook his head: "What's wrong with the Propaganda Department? It's just a coincidence. These are not even close to each other."

Ning Chunyan stared at him: "Propaganda Department! Propaganda Department! Haven't you thought of anything yet? Are you still going to deny it?"

She took a deep breath and said a name: "Zhang Qian!"
Chapter completed!