Director Fang's face turned red and finally turned white. He stood up, took out the recorder from his pocket, pressed hard to finish the recording, and said to Wang Zixu:

"You can wait here for a while, I'll discuss it, and come here later."

After saying that, he left and closed the door.

Wang Zixu hugged his hands on the back of his head, leaned on the sofa, and lay down for a while.

The tea on the coffee table no longer floated out of the water vapor. Looking at the watch, 20 minutes have passed.

Wang Zixu stood up and pushed open the door, but saw a man standing at the door with his hands on his chest, stunned. When he saw Wang Zixu, he suddenly felt energetic.

Before he could speak, Wang Zixu closed the door.

It seems they won't let him go.

After waiting in the living room for another 20 minutes, a new face came. The self-introduction called the senior committee member.

Member Gao's tone was much more kind than Director Fang, but the condescending smell did not change.

He said, Wang Zixu, I know you have an objection.

Wang Zixu didn't say anything. He also said, you should have an objection to Shi Tonghe, but you should not have an objection to the Wenhui Association.

His reason was: After Shi Tonghe told you, you had any objections to him, so why didn’t you come to Wen Xie? You felt unfair, so why didn’t you ask Wen Xie for injustice?

Wang Zixu still didn't speak.

He also said, if you came to the Wenwen Association to speak at that time, the Wenwen Association would handle the matter properly and minimize the impact. But you were too radical and suddenly pushed the matter into the public eye, what should we do?

Wang Zixu spoke: Then what do you plan to deal with Shi Tonghe?

Member Gao was stunned. It was not the issue of who should be dealt with now...

Wang Zixu said, my evidence has been revealed. Is there any problem with what Shi Tonghe did? If there is any problem, how do you deal with it?

Member Gao said that after you put the problem into the public eye, the nature of the matter has changed, and now the problem is more than this level.

Wang Zixu said, so there is no problem with Shi Tonghe?

Member Gao said, aren’t we just investigating now? I don’t have the final say whether there is any problem or not.

Wang Zixu said, then don’t you investigate Shi Tonghe, do you investigate me?

Member Gao said with a stern face, Wang Zixu, how do you know that we did not investigate Shi Tonghe?

Wang Zixu said, if you investigate, you will know that Shi Tonghe targeted me from beginning to end in this matter. You did not catch the culprit, but instead asked me if I was hoping that I would take the blame for Shi Tonghe?

Member Gao said that your behavior is too radical.

Wang Zixu said, "I will only talk about my radical performance, not about what has forced me to radicalize. Is this how you work?"

Member Gao started sweating on his forehead. Wang Zixu, you are eloquent, but I said I don’t agree with you. I can only tell you that if you are willing to stand up and put an end to this farce, the matter can be over. Do you understand what I mean?

Wang Zixu said, I don’t understand what you mean.

Member Gao said that it was over. We can pretend that it had not happened and not mix with your personal grudges with others. There are many conflicts in the literary association. If we manage them one by one, we can manage them? But you have to be responsible for eliminating the impact you have caused.

Wang Zixu said, why don’t you let Shi Tonghe disappear?

Member Gao showed a disappointed expression on his face. Why are you so foolish?

Wang Zixu said, I don’t understand what you mean. Shi Tonghe is wrong first, so how can I eliminate the influence? In terms of justice and influence, he should stand up, how come he is wrong?

Member Gao said, but you exposed this matter, and now the public is staring at you. Just send a statement saying that you have misunderstood, and this matter will not cause a lot of controversy. How great is it?

Wang Zixu said, you can’t deal with Shi Tonghe, you can deal with me, so you only do your work on me. Can I understand this way?

Member Gao was greatly disappointed and stomped his feet and said, Wang Zixu, you have also been in the system. Why are you so foolish?

Wang Zixu said, if you want to have credibility, don’t pick soft persimmons and squeeze them. You should try hard in the direction of great resistance. It’s useless for you to squeeze me.

Wang Zixu stood up, raised his head and said, "Because, I am a copper pea that cannot be steamed, cannot be cooked, cannot be beaten, cannot be fried, cannot be fried, and cannot be fried.

Member Gao left and closed the door.

Wang Zixu was a little regretful. He still had a lot to say, but as a result, Commissioner Gao did not give him the chance to perform. No one even gave him tea.

He had no choice but to cook a pot of boiling water himself, pour tea for himself, pinch the watch to see who will be the lobbyist next.

As noon approached, his stomach began to growl hungry. He grabbed the fried rice snacks in the small bamboo basket on the table in the living room and tore open the entertainment of himself.

He was ready to spend a day here, and he had nothing else to do anyway, so he could accompany him.

His legs were raised high and placed on the coffee table, intending to use this relaxed and leisurely posture to give the next person who pushes the door in.

The door opened, and a gust of cold wind poured in from outside the door. Wang Zixu looked sideways and saw Chen Qingluo walking in from outside the door.

He almost rolled to the ground.

Chen Qingluo's foreign dress skirt was sharply curled. She stood in front of the door with her black hair hanging like a waterfall on her narrow waistline, and her calves wrapped in flesh-colored stockings stretched out a straight line like a blade.

The sun shone through the irregular window frames and cut patterns of light and dark on her face. Her dark eyes seemed to be deep pools with ice. Her eyelashes were still so long, but her face was a little thinner, and her lines looked like thinned green jade paperweight.

After seeing clearly that it was Chen Qingluo, he really fell from the sofa to the ground.

"Let's go." Chen Qingluo said.

"Ah?" Wang Zixu said a little dazed.

Chen Qingluo came over—the sound of snow boots hitting the ground was gentle and honest—she stretched out her toes and pushed her toes on Wang Zixu’s knees.

"Walk."

Wang Zixu pointed outside: "Are they willing to let me go?"

Chen Qingluo shook her head: "They don't want to."

Wang Zixu said: "Then I can't leave casually, right?"

Chen Qingluo said: "So I convinced them."

Wang Zixu stood up as soon as he woke up, Chen Qingluo slowly turned around, and took him out the door like an RPG brave man who had completed the mission.

"How did you convince them?"

"I convinced them sincerely."

Wang Zixu asked again: "When did you come?"

“It’s been a while.”

"Your book is finished?"

"It's finished."

"It's been a long time in seclusion this time."

"Well, 300,000 words."

The two walked out of the Wenhui Association. Wang Zixu suddenly felt that the sun was shining and the whole world became clear.

How come there is such a wonderful day in the world?

Wang Zixu asked her again: "Where is Lin Feng?"

Chen Qingluo shook her head, she didn't know.

She looked up and stared at Wang Zixu with her black eyes, as if she blamed him for talking nonsense.

Yes, how could she know where Lin Feng is? Why did she ask her this question?

Wang Zixu swallowed and said, "I don't know what they plan to deal with me."

Chen Qingluo said: "They will not deal with you for the time being."

The two walked to the zebra crossing at the door of Wenxiong and waited for the traffic light. Wang Zixu leaned over and his little finger touched her hand. It was cold and cold in the wind, and it was a little red.

He immediately retracted his hand.

Wang Zixu said: "Where will we go next?"

Chen Qingluo said: "Have lunch."

"Let's go together?"

"Can."

Wang Zixu felt that the sun was so bright again.

Why is there such a wonderful day in the world?

If Chen Qingluo hadn't been beside him, he would have hummed the Beatles' "A Day in a Floating Life".

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "They were still doubting me just now, who ordered me. You come to pick me up now, and they won't be suspected by them, right?"

Chen Qingluo shook her head: "No."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand: "The hand is cold."
Chapter completed!