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Chapter 104: Forcing Zhongyuan Yidianhui to apologize?

Xi'an.

In a large courtyard with a quiet environment.

The old man, whose pen name is Huang Shuren, took the reading glasses handed to him by the nanny, put them on his face, picked up the newspaper on the coffee table, and looked at it with a frown.

As he looked at it, his thick eyebrows began to frown.

After a moment, he slammed the newspaper in his hand onto the coffee table, took off his glasses angrily, and said angrily: "How dare this brat call me a fake? He is so bold! Does he know how to respect his predecessors? He thinks he can shake off his shame just because he wrote a vulgar novel about love? He has no idea of ​​his own highness!"

After cursing, he was still not satisfied. He stood up with an angry face and walked around the main room.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the phone not far away.

After a moment, he dialed a number.

"Xiao Zhou! Help me find the number of the Huizhou Writers Association. Yes! Yes! Please! Thank you!"

After a moment, he hung up the phone.

Then, I called the contact number of Huizhou Writers Association.

Huizhou Writers Association.

There was a knock on Wang Rong's office door.

"Enter!"

Before Wang Rong finished speaking, the office door was pushed open, and a thin woman walked into the office quickly. She said to Wang Rong, who looked up in surprise, "Boss! Something happened. Huang Shuren just called and asked us to put pressure on Zhongyuan Yidianhui and make Zhongyuan Yidianhui apologize to him publicly, otherwise he will never give up."

Wang Rong put down the bracelet in his hand, looking surprised, "Huang Shuren? Does he know that Zhongyuan Yidianhui is a member of our association?"

The woman's expression froze.

Wang Rong stared at her expression for a few seconds and asked helplessly: "Did he ask you if Zhongyuan Yidianhui was from our association? And you said yes?"

The woman shook her head subconsciously, "No! I, I didn't say that."

Wang Rong pursed his lips and stared at her, just staring at her.

After a moment, the woman bowed her head and admitted her mistake, "Boss, I didn't mean it. He suddenly asked me this question, and I didn't think much about it, so I just admitted it casually."

Wang Rong: “…”

After a moment of silence, Wang Rong asked, "He asked us to put pressure on Zhongyuan Yidianhui?"

The woman nodded.

Wang Rong: "He wants Zhongyuan Yidianhui to publicly apologize to him?"

The woman nodded again, "Yes! He said that if Zhongyuan Yidianhui doesn't apologize, he will never give up."

Wang Rong was speechless.

The woman reminded in a low voice: "Boss, Huang Shuren is quite powerful. Many bigwigs in the Writers Association are his friends. If we don't satisfy him, he might hold a grudge against you and even ruin your future."

Wang Rong sneered.

He picked up the bracelet casually, played with it and said with a smile: "Are you trying to scare me? Let him go wherever he wants! He knows a lot of big guys? Don't I know any big guys? Huang Shuren... hasn't produced any decent works in many years, and now he comes to show off to me? Let him get out!"

The woman was stunned. "Boss, are you serious? Are you really going to let him go? He is from Huangshu!"

Wang Rong chuckled. "He's just Huang Shuren, not Zhou Shuren. What's there to be afraid of? He's not from our association. Should I force Zhongyuan Yidianhui to apologize just for a word from him? He's confused, so am I not confused too?

Do you understand what "bully the old but not the young" means?
His era of Huang Shuren has passed, and Zhongyuan Yidianhui's era has just arrived. Why would I offend Zhongyuan Yidianhui, who is in his prime, for the sake of an old man who has already passed his prime? What do you think? Zhongyuan Yidianhui is so young and has such a hot temper. If I force him, and he questions my qualification for this position, and if he openly attacks me in the media, how will I cope with it? How can I convince others in the future?"

The woman was a little dumbfounded. "He dared to question you?"

Wang Rong: "What is he afraid of? Huang Shuren, Li Mubai, Wang Gongze, and Gong Yang Bu Yu, when they criticized him, they probably thought he didn't dare to question or resist, right? What was the result? Do you want me to be scolded by him too? The boy's current popularity, who among us old guys can compare? At this time, whoever he scolds will be attacked by his fans and will definitely be humiliated. I don't want to mess with this boy."

After a pause, he continued, "Besides, with that kid's achievements, he is qualified to join the Provincial Writers Association and the National Writers Association. Why are we putting pressure on him?"

At this time, Huang Qingya, who heard the news, hurried to the door of Wang Rong's office and knocked on the open office door.

Huang Qingya walked quickly into the office and asked with a frown: "Old Wang, I heard that our association wants to force Cao Sheng to apologize to Huang Shuren? Is this true?" Wang Rong looked at Huang Qingya in surprise.

The thin woman also looked at Huang Qingya.

Wang Rong waved his right hand and said with a smile, "That's not true! Qingya, you came at the right time. I was just planning to ask you to buy some gifts to comfort Cao Sheng! On behalf of our association and also on my behalf, bring some more gifts and go see him. Tell him that we know about the grievances he has suffered recently and let him rest assured that our association will always be his strongest backing! Well, I happen to have a box of top-quality Houkui tea here, here! It's on the bookshelf over there, you can bring it to him!"

Huang Qingya was stunned. This was completely different from what he had just heard from his colleagues.

The thin woman was also stunned and turned to look at Wang Rong who was smiling.

She never expected that Wang Rong not only did not help Huang Shuren put pressure on Zhongyuan Yidianhui, but instead asked Huang Qingya to bring gifts to express his condolences.

I even wanted to bring his box of Houkui tea with me.

That box of Houkui tea is not cheap.

If Huang Shuren knew about this, wouldn't he explode?

"Okay! Then I'll thank you on his behalf."

Huang Qingya smiled, turned around to get the box of Houkui, and left with a smile.

She had long wanted to try this box of Houkui.

Unfortunately, Old Wang has been reluctant to let go.

And today her chance came.

Cao Sheng would definitely be willing to give her a taste.

At worst, I can just agree to the position he wanted last time.

……

Huang Shuren waited for a call back from the Huizhou Writers Association.

On the phone, the woman who answered the phone earlier said, "Master Huang! I'm sorry, Zhongyuan Yidianhui doesn't have a contact number, and we can't contact him. You should think of another way!"

Huang Shuren frowned, "You won't go to his school to look for him?"

Woman: "Sorry! No one in our association dares to force him to apologize."

Huang Shuren: "What? No one dares to go? Isn't he one of your members? Why are you afraid of him?"

Woman: "He's popular!"

Huang Shuren was furious. "Is it so great that he is famous? Just because he is famous, you don't dare to go to him?"

Woman: “Uh, yes.”

Huang Shuren: "What? What did you say? Right?"

Woman: “Yeah, that’s right.”

Huang Shuren: “…”

Huang Shuren's heavy breathing could be heard on the phone. After a moment, he cursed angrily and hung up the call.

The thin woman put down the phone and the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably.

She suddenly felt that it was quite satisfying to embarrass a famous writer like Huang Shuren.

……

evening.

When Cao Sheng came back from school, he saw the gate of the courtyard was ajar. He pushed it open and saw Huang Qingya's bicycle parked in the yard, while Huang Qingya was cooking in the kitchen.

He smelled the aroma of fried pork liver with chili peppers, and his appetite was immediately aroused.

(End of this chapter)