Ning Chunyan felt soothed all over, and the congestion in her breast glands caused by anger that day seemed to be unblocked in an instant. Wang Zixu no longer had to be responsible for this.

Wang Zixu stood up and said to Ning Chunyan sheepishly: "Let's go. I don't think she wants to give up. I have something to talk to you about alone."

Ning Chunyan grabbed her bag, raised her head proudly, passed by Zhang Qian, and followed Wang Zixu for less than two steps. Suddenly she heard a "plop" from behind. She turned her head and was shocked: Zhang Qian kneeled down.

On the ground.

She was wearing a short skirt that didn't reach her knees, and her round knees were in direct contact with the ground, and her "plop" sound was particularly clear.

"Zizixu," Zhang Qian's eyes turned red, "I was wrong. Can you go and beg for mercy from the senior leaders? I really don't want to go to the grassroots, I will die."

Wang Zixu turned around solemnly and said to her seriously: "Comrade Zhang Qian, I can guarantee you from my personal experience that you will not die if you work at the grassroots level."

Zhang Qian sobbed: "I was wrong, I was really wrong. I admit that I didn't communicate with you enough before and there was a little misunderstanding. How can you be willing to forgive me?"

Wang Zixu sighed: "I have never blamed you. You have found fault with me many times before, and I didn't say anything. I just..."

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture like a wheel rolling forward, as if everything would disappear with the wind: "I just suddenly figured it out."

"What did you figure out?"

Wang Zixu looked at her: "You and I are both human beings. Why should I make it difficult for myself, but not you?"

After saying that, he took Ning Chunyan and turned around to leave, leaving Zhang Qian mourning on the spot.

Ning Chunyan whispered: "She was aggressive at first, but now she realizes her mistake."

Wang Zixu shook his head: "How did she know she was wrong? She just knew she was afraid. She was used to being a leader in the core department. No matter what problems she encountered, she would put on airs and show off her face, and she would naturally be anxious.

Others have developed a habit over time, and no matter what problems they encounter, they always have this bad habit. When they encounter someone who doesn't tolerate her, she starts to get anxious, and it's already too late."

He said it with a bit of regret, because Zhang Qian was really not like this before. Material life and abnormal desire for power will cause a person to completely change, and even his temperament will change. Regarding Zhang Qian's transformation, he missed his old friend somewhat.

Sad, but he didn't feel sorry for Zhang Qian's experience. She also had her own problems when it turned out like this, otherwise why would she be arrogant in front of her and respectful in the back?

Ning Chunyan asked worriedly: "Did the big boss really promise to deal with her?"

Wang Zixu whispered to her: "It's true. And I didn't just tell the big boss, I also collected all Zhang Qian's promotion materials and sent them to the relevant department mailboxes. Even if the big boss doesn't check, I won't look back on this."

If the incident breaks out, Zhang Qian will be traced, and even if it is to protect themselves, no one will dare to risk the world's disapproval to protect her."

This set of small combos interlocked with each other, completely disintegrating the relationships around Zhang Qian. But this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was Wang Zixu’s forbearance.

His materials were certainly not collected overnight, and the evidence he had could be large or small. Reporting it a few years earlier might not have yielded good results, but would have resulted in retaliation. It would be wise to wait until now and be fully prepared.

Put the last nail on Zhang Qian's coffin board.

Ning Chunyan shuddered in her heart.

How else to say that once the people who know you well become enemies, they will be the most terrible enemies?

For Wang Zixu, Zhang Qian, who knows him best, can be said to be a fire-breathing Godzilla-level enemy; and for Zhang Qian, is Wang Zixu not a zombie tyrannosaurus?

It's a pity that Zhang Qian didn't realize this at all before.

The two sat in Ning Chunyan's Porsche, and Ning Chunyan sighed comfortably. She seemed to have just won a battle, and now it was time for summary, celebration, bonfire party, and pleasant talks the day after.

"Finally, I got my revenge. What do you think?"

Ning Chunyan looked at him sideways, but Wang Zixu still had the same expression: "I don't have any very special feelings, at least I don't feel like a big revenge has been avenged. In fact, I have been thinking..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Someone once said something to me," Wang Zixu said, "'Everything in life is related to sex, except sex, which is about power.'"

Ning Chunyan's eyes flashed: "Then what happened between you and Zhang Qian...is it also related to sex? In the final analysis, do you want to sleep with her or does she want to sleep with you?"

Ning Chunyan became more and more relaxed in front of him. Wang Zixu did not complain about this and said: "Definitely not. I feel that sentence is very narrow now. Just like this matter, it has nothing to do with sex. From beginning to end

It’s just about power. She controlled my life with just one word before, and now I control her with just one word.”

Ning Chunyan said: "Either the west wind overwhelms the east wind, or the east wind overwhelms the west wind."

"So if you want to correct it, this sentence should be changed to, most things in life are related to sex, and some things are related to power, including sex."

Ning Chunyan snickered: "You are quite rigorous."

"Continue to abandon yourself and make progress every day." Wang Zixu said frankly.

Ning Chunyan said: "I don't seek big progress, and I don't feel like I have received much education from this incident today. Anyway, it was very satisfying to see her deflate. I am very happy today. Thank you for taking me to watch a good show."

"

Wang Zixu said: "Then I suggest you get rid of this low-level taste as soon as possible, because what I am going to tell you next will be more enjoyable."

After saying that, he placed a bank card on the center console of her car and slowly pushed it over.

Ning Chunyan stared at the card and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to run a magazine and are short of funds?" Wang Zixu said, "There are 800,000 in this card. I will lend it to you. As a friend, the repayment period and interest rate can be easily negotiated."

Ning Chunyan's eyes widened: "What does this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this.

Wang Zixu couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time he had laughed today: "Can I say that I actually thought your magazine was a good project from the beginning? I lent it to you just to make money."

Ning Chunyan stared at him in confusion, hesitated for a long time, frowned and said:

"I admit that I am still far behind my plan. I originally planned to sell my dad's house, but unfortunately I just recently learned that due to investment mistakes a few years ago, my parents had already lost their money.

You just hid the house over there from me. But I’m not at the end of my rope. I can still sell the car..."

Wang Zixu said: "Don't sell the car, I quite like your car."

Ning Chunyan glared at him: "It doesn't matter if you like it, I don't lend out my car."

"What I mean is that you can keep it. Not only do you not have to borrow it, but you don't have to imitate Qin Qiong in selling mounts. I like your car platonically. I don't have to drive it myself. It's quite pleasant just to look at it."

Ning Chunyan struggled internally for a long time and pushed the bank card away: "No, I can't ask for your money. It's not easy for you to make money. This money must be all your savings, right? What will you do if I take it away?

What? And you have to resign and take the postgraduate entrance examination..."

Wang Zixu said: "Well, I'm not as bad as you think. I actually have a source of income. I'm writing, writing that, and writing online articles."

"Write online articles?"

"Yes, I made a little money."

Ning Chunyan didn't believe it. But she couldn't believe it. Otherwise, where did the money come from? The salary of the clerk in Xihe is not high enough to save so much money. Besides, with Wang Zixu's skills, it seems that he can't write profitable online articles.

What's so strange?

Wang Zixu pushed the bank card to her again: "If it's too hot for you, you can just treat me as a shareholder and pay me dividends every year. But I won't interfere in the work."

Ning Chunyan swallowed: "Is it really okay? Are you serious? You are not joking and waiting to see my joke, are you?"

"Life has played enough jokes on me, and I have lost the ability to joke."

"Don't say it so seriously, I just believe you."

Ning Chunyan's heart was beating loudly as he picked up the card and asked with a guilty smile: "I'm still a little confused. Just think of it as a joke. Let me ask, if you do this, refer to what you just said, is it right?"

Is it about sex? Or is it about power?”

If it's about sex, he just wants to flirt with her, and if it's about power, he wants to have a relationship with her. Wang Zixu shook his head in denial, and it was neither of the above.

"It can be said that it has something to do with feelings."

Ning Chunyan shook the bank card in his hand: "Good brother, I am willing to believe you, but can you change your sentence?"

"Let's change it tomorrow and leave some room for improvement."

Before Wang Zixu got out of the car, Ning Chunyan struggled for a long time and suddenly said: "Hey, let me ask you, are you willing to work as a part-time editor for our magazine?"

Wang Zixu said: "Me? Am I qualified?"

"That's enough. You are now considered a new author who debuted in "Yangtze River". You have also won the first place in the Xihe Literary Society, and you are considered a big figure. Recruiting you as an editor does not mean it is an insult to the teacher," Ning Chunyan said

As he spoke, he stood proudly and put his hands on his hips, "Besides, I'm just an editor."

Wang Zixu was a little hesitant, but Ning Chunyan tried to persuade him again: "Aren't you going to resign next? You're going to go to Nanjing University for graduate school. When our magazine is established, it will probably be near Nanjing University. Isn't it appropriate for you to go to school and work part-time?"

Wang Zixu was a little moved.

Ning Chunyan continued to confuse: "And you know, our editor-in-chief is still Chen Qingluo! I tell you she is very good, and her next novel will definitely win the Mao Dun Literature Award. If you start with her, you may learn a lot."

Wang Zixu's heart was beating so hard that he couldn't live up to expectations. He was in a state of confusion for a long time before he said dryly: "I'll think about it."

"Ah? What else are you thinking about?"

Wang Zixu opened the door and got out of the car: "I'll think about it, you wait for my news!"

After that, he ran away like flying.

Ning Chunyan pounded the steering wheel and said, "Damn it, shouldn't that be the recruiter's line?!"
Chapter completed!