Chapter 109 Making a fuss in Mount Wutai (Thanks to the leader book friend 2021022718194211)
Diao Yiwen was wearing a light blue dress and walked over swinging her body. Her permed long black hair was spread down her back, as shiny as if she had just come out of the bath. She had never worn high heels before, and this time she also wore a pair of silver block-heeled Mary Janes. Her whole temperament seemed to have changed greatly, which made Song Yinglian look straight in the eyes.
Guo Ranran smiled and said: "Xiao Diao is so beautiful today. Putting this outfit on, others might think she is a female host who wants to give awards to the contestants!"
Song Yinglian glanced at Guo Ranran, who was speaking freely, and said calmly: "Xiao Diao is not here to award the award, she is here to receive the award."
Diao Yiwen Smiling slightly, she said: "I can't say yet that I will definitely receive the award."
Because she was well-dressed, her temperament looked different from before, as if she was particularly cold.
Song Yinglian said: "Have you entered the final round? As long as you can enter the final round, you will win."
Guo Ranran asked: "How are the awards distributed? Is there a bonus?"
Diao Yiwen nodded: "Yes, but not much."
Song Yinglian raised his eyebrows: "As expected of Miss Diao, the total bonus is 200,000!"
Guo Ranran didn't expect there to be so many, and became greedy: " So much? How much is the first place? ”
“The first place is 100,000, the second place is 30,000, the fourth and fifth place are 10,000, and the rest are 200,000.” /p>
Guo Ranran beat his hands and lost his sight: "Ah, there are so many. If I had known, I would also go to participate."
Song Ying Lian smiled and said: "If you participate, you won't get a single point of the bonus, and you will have to pay for the electricity and printing fees."
"Hey, you look down on me!"
Diao Yiwen watched the two friends bickering with a gentle smile. It was like looking at two innocent children.
She is bound to win the top five in this essay competition, and it is definitely not for the bonus.
If we talk about money, she still remembers her father’s reception to Yanzishan vividly. Although her father did not disclose the specific cost, she was there to drink with him at every meal. Yanzishan likes seafood, so these expensive ingredients like dragonfly, shark's fin, abalone, etc. are sold at the expense of his life, for fear that he will not be happy with his meal. The wines I drank were all kinds of wines, from XO to Bordeaux, I used at least one box of wines that I could name but not name. The food expenses for these few days alone are worth the bonus for second place in the essay competition.
Not to mention that they had extra entertainment after dinner, such as bathing, pedicures, and sightseeing tours. Diao Yiwen was not with her on the way, but she expected to spend a lot of money. But my father was still in good spirits every time he came home. Do these things regardless of the cost. As long as the purpose can be achieved, the money spent is not unfair.
Diao Yiwen has no doubt that she can get the essay ranking. Of course, she didn't think about the first place. Yan Zishan emphasized this to her - he was limited to modifying Diao Yiwen's original framework, but did not change the entire framework, so he could only get second place at most, not first place.
The implication is that Diao Yiwen’s manuscript can only get second place no matter how much it is revised. If you want to get first place, you have to give up rewriting.
Yan Zishan spoke with certainty, and was as confident in his predictions as if the literary conference was run by his own family. But through these few days of contact, Diao Yiwen has become convinced of the experience and skills of this literary giant, and he has his own set of value judgment systems. He said that he could only get second place at most, but in nine cases out of ten he would not get first place.
Although she is not convinced that her article has been belittled. But there's nothing you can do if you're not convinced. And she was very satisfied to get second place.
Zhang Cannian came from the side with a smile, looked at Diao Yiwen up and down, and said: "Xiao Diao, are you ready to win the award? Dressed up so beautifully in advance, it will definitely be very photogenic when it comes to the news."
Diao Yiwen moved her hair and said in a nonchalant manner: "I'm not dressing up just to receive the award. After all, I'm already in the top ten. My father always asked me to dress more formally, because I might have to meet the leader."
Song Yinglian helped her speak: " It's a pity that Xiao Diao's daily life is too hard and simple. It would be great if he could wear something so good every day." A strong wind blew, and everyone turned around and saw a high-power electric fan set up at the reception point of the government office next door, and the tail of the strong wind swept towards them.
Guo Ranran envied: "It would be great if our unit also had such an electric fan."
Zhang Cannian smiled: "Only strong units can receive such treatment, our unit is not good enough."
Xu Shichao's voice came from behind everyone: "If Xiao Diao enters the top five this time, then our unit will also have face, after all..."
At this point, he lowered his voice: "... I heard that no one from the government office entered the top ten this time."
Everyone gathered around and asked in a low voice: "How could there be no one from the government office?"
Xu Shichao said, "In order to avoid suspicion, none of the people in the office participated. As a result, the results of the few people who participated were not very satisfactory."
Zhang Cannian waved his hand to signal him to keep quiet, and said in a low voice: "Keep your voice down, don't let others hear it, our unit can't afford to offend the government!"
Xu Shichao smiled and put his index finger on his lips, made a "quiet" gesture, and whispered: "Believe it or not, they are also talking about us now, maybe they are talking about Xiao Diao."
Zhang Cangnian said: "Xiao Diao, you are now the sign of our unit. You have to sit at our service point for a while longer today, so that everyone who comes and goes can see it, and it will give our unit face."
Guo Ranran felt proud and puffed up his chest: "It is a beautiful sign."
At this moment, Xu Shichao suddenly stood up straight and strode through the crowd to meet a black car parked on the roadside. Everyone soon understood why he was so active - the car door opened and Director Gou got out of the car.
Everyone hurriedly pretended to be serious and neat, and stood guard under the pergola with their backs straightened. Director Gou walked over with his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone and said:
"Comrades have worked hard. The weather is too hot and the conditions are limited. Let's overcome it."
Xu Shichao said hurriedly: "Comrades all have no complaints and stick to their posts."
"Comrade Shichao, you can go buy some iced watermelon, drinks, etc., and come over to reward your comrades. Our funds are there, and we have to spend them. We cannot fill the square with air conditioners. It is still possible to relieve the heat of the comrades."
The comrades praised the wise leadership in unison, and some were amused by the leader. The atmosphere was particularly relaxed and lively.
Gou Yingbiao looked at the dressed-up Diao Yiwen, with some approval in his eyes, and said: "Xiao Diao is really good. You have entered the top ten. I mentioned you to the leaders of several other units. Sure enough, I was right. You are young, promising and talented, and you are also humble."
After saying that, he clasped his hands behind his back and sighed, and said: "It's fortunate that you came to our unit this year. If young comrades like you didn't come, then we would only have one Wang Zixu left to participate in the competition this year. He was still shortlisted and was kicked out. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
In response to the frequent suppression from the leaders, Zhang Cannian and Xu Shichao cautiously kept their mouths shut and did not answer. Guo Ranran was very excited after hearing this, but she didn't know how to answer the question.
Director Gou turned his head and said: "Where is Wang Zixu? Isn't he here yet?"
Xu Shichao whispered: "Maybe he won't come today."
"Huh, this Wang Zixu."
Gou Yingbiao looked very unhappy, and said with his hands behind his back: "Where is his leave note? Go back and take a look. In my impression, he only asked for leave until yesterday, so he should be considered free today."
Xu Shichao murmured and nodded. Gou Yingbiao walked to the chair in the middle of the pergola and sat down, grabbing the folding fan on the table and shaking it for himself.
With the leader sitting in charge, everyone felt a little embarrassed, just like the students in the self-study class where the head teacher was present.
But soon, everyone understood why Director Gou was willing to brave the heat and stick to it, because not far away, a group of oppressive leaders in suits patrolled from the other side of the square and soon came to their pergola.
The leader is Mei Rucheng.
This group of people is composed of leaders of multiple units. They are responsible for supervising the voluntary services of each unit during the cultural conference and preventing the phenomenon of inactivity and neglect of the masses. Director Gou had obviously received word from the gossip that they were coming to inspect the site, so he drove here in advance to show his hard work.
Mei Rucheng walked to the pergola and said loudly: "What, Director Gou, will you personally take command?"
"Director Mei!" Gou Yingbiao stood up jubilantly, putting his hands in front of him, as if he was listening to the holy teachings.
Director Mei pointed at Diao Yiwen and said to the people in other units behind him: "This Xiao Diao has entered the top ten this time."
There was a burst of admiration from everyone, and someone said: "Throughout the journey, the top ten are basically from the Cultural Association, or there are submissions from the public, and there are very few in our administrative units."
"Yes, he is a good prospect, so talented at a young age, if you can get the top five, it will be even better. I am afraid that the Cultural Association will come to invite you to join the membership."
Diao Yiwen quickly humbled herself: "How can I have any talent? Director Gou has trained me well."
Someone said: "Director Gou has trained me well." He must be a very discerning young man. If you train him well, Director Gou might be able to take over from you."
Director Gou was very happy with the praise. After a brief compliment, the leaders were sent away.
Mei Rucheng always had a cold face, showing neither happiness nor displeasure. But Gou Yingbiao was secretly proud because Director Mei didn't even mention Wang Zixu.
In his opinion, the relationship between the two was so harmonious, and Director Mei seemed to be a mere backer, there was no way he would not mention it. Since he didn't mention it, it was obviously because Wang Zixu, who couldn't support him, had disappointed him so much that he was too embarrassed to mention it.
Waiting for Director Mei’s team to completely walk away, Gou Yingbiao turned around and said: "A few young comrades have performed well and can go to the cultural meeting to have some fun. Here we have several comrades from the unit change guard. Xiao Diao, you can go to the bookstores and bookstore stalls more. There are many people from the literary association there."
Diao Yiwen originally wanted to emphasize her determination to stick to her position, but then she thought that it would be more beneficial for her to travel to other places to expand her reputation, so she nodded lightly.
Director Gou was about to leave when a red Audi made a sharp turn and parked on the side of the road next to his black car.
The car door opened, and a figure wearing sunglasses and a white T-shirt got out of the car, put his hands in his pockets, closed the door, looked around, and then walked towards their pergola.
Seeing this person, Gou Yingbiao’s face immediately darkened, looking very ugly.
When Diao Yiwen, Song Yinglian and others saw this person, they all raised their eyebrows slightly, as if they didn't believe that he would appear here.
Guo Ranran’s eyes widened immediately and she stared at him.
Zhang Cannian closed his eyes regretfully, sighing in his heart that he was still here.
And it comes at the worst possible time.
Even if it’s a little later, it’s better to wait until Director Gou leaves. But he is here now.
The person striding towards this side is none other than Wang Zixu, whom everyone has been away from for a long time.
Contrary to everyone’s impression, there was no trace of disappointment or shame on his face after being shortlisted and defeated. Even the side of him that was easily bullied by good guys in the workplace seemed to have changed.
At this time, he was chewing gum and walked over with a look of indifference and even defiance.
When he got closer, everyone saw his attire clearly. There was no logo printed on the T-shirt, and his lower body was a pair of gray overalls. When he walked under the pergola, he pushed his sunglasses up and hung them on his hair. Not only compared with Diao Yiwen, but even compared with other people, she is too out of place. If you don't know him, you will definitely think of him as a tourist.
Gou Yingbiao immediately wrinkled his nose and said in the coldest tone: "Zizixu, why are you here just now? Although today is the opening of the cultural conference, we still have to come according to working hours."
Wang Zixu said: "I have been at the unit just now, dealing with the remaining matters."
There was a bit of a pun in his sentence, but Gou Yingbiao didn't notice it. He just thought he was talking about things left before taking a long vacation, and then criticized:
"What else is there? What is more important than the literary meeting? Today's literary meeting is the biggest thing. Don't take today less seriously just because your own manuscript was shortlisted and failed."
After saying that, Guo Ranran laughed silently and covered her mouth. The expression on Wang Zixu's face did not change at all, and he was still chewing gum.
Gou Yingbiao turned his head and glanced at the Audi he drove over. He held back his words and did not ask, but in fact he was very curious inside.
In fact, after Wang Zixu arrived at the scene just now, many people noticed his car. People who know the market know that the price of that car is at least 300,000 yuan. People who don’t know the market can also see that based on appearance alone, it is not a car that working-class people like them can afford to drive.
Gou Yingbiao really wanted to ask Wang Zixu if he had become rich or something, how could he suddenly afford a car of this quality, but because it was too far away from the topic, he did not ask, but continued to pursue him:
"Wang Zixu, do you know that during your absence, we held a special study meeting and criticized you by name? Don't be dissatisfied. Look at our Xiao Diao, do you know? This time her manuscript entered the top ten, and Director Mei came here just now. After praising her, many leaders were full of praise for her, but she was not arrogant at all and was always very humble. You need to learn this mentality..." Of course, Wang Zixu would not listen to his lesson, but quickly entered a fugue state. Although he could pour the opened mineral water on the table next to Gou Yingbiao's face, but he didn't have to do so. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the arrangements of the Literary Society in the distance. He saw a verse written on a banner, which was quite intriguing:
"I have never practiced good deeds in my life, I only love killing people and setting fires. Suddenly I opened the golden rope and broke the jade lock here. Hey! The tide came from the Qiantang River, and today I know that I am me."
He was very curious about the mentality of the leaders of the cultural society to arrange this verse on such an occasion. He didn't know that Li Tingfang liked Lu Zhishen. If he knew, he would naturally guess that it was written by Lin Feng's teacher. But anyway, he found it very interesting. Murder and arson, okay.
It’s just that compared to real life, there are always gold ropes and silver ropes, jade locks and copper locks torn off, and it’s never finished.
However, this time, whether he wants it or not, he will probably make a big fuss like Lu Zhishen.
After thinking about it, the prince gave a faint smile, but Gou Yingbiao thought he was provoking him, and said angrily: "Are you listening to me?"
"Brother Wang."
A familiar voice sounded from behind. The prince turned around, only to see Lin Feng, who was wearing a suit and sweating profusely, walking towards this side step by step.
Seeing Lin Feng, Gou Yingbiao stood up quickly, the expression on his face changed, and he returned to his cold and hard style. Before the inspection, he was extremely flattering to Lin Feng, but now that he is on a more powerful line, the relationship with Lin Feng has turned cold.
“Why did Mr. Lin come to our place?” Gou Yingbiao asked.
Lin Feng came over panting, walked into the pergola and patted Wang Zixu on the shoulder. After taking a deep breath, he said:
"I received the news as soon as possible and ran over. Brother Wang, you are qualified to apply for membership of the Literary and Art Association. You must let me be your recommender."
Everyone was stunned. The previous words of a leader from another unit, "I came here to invite you to join the meeting," still ring in my ears. However, there was a slight deviation in this person.
Wang Zixu asked: "Do I have a manuscript published in the magazine? Which article is it?"
Lin Feng said: ""There is a Mantle in the Wild" was published in "Yangtze River"!"
(End of this chapter)