A small-scale dinner started at noon and lasted for several hours.
But everyone was in high spirits. After the show ended, a few close people stayed and sat in the living room, drinking tea and talking freely to the soothing music.
Mei Qian drank a lot, but he was not drunk because he was happy.
He got up early today and rushed to the judicial office as soon as possible. He handed over his personal summary and returned his locating bracelet and mobile phone. He also received an identification certificate. This means that from this moment on, he has completely
Freedom restored.
After a few cups of hot tea, the topic naturally shifted to the strange situation in Xia Capital in the past year.
"Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with you!" At this time, lawyer Lu Tianlu no longer looked like a white-collar elite. Instead, he opened his collar and looked at Mei Qian with a red face: "Now many people are saying that if Xia Xia
If all the underground tombs were not discovered, it wouldn’t rain like this all day long.”
"Bullshit." Mei Qian snorted upon hearing this: "The underground building is right there. What does it have to do with whether I write a book or not?"
If someone had made such accusations last year, he would have fallen into self-doubt, wondering whether if he had not written that book, the following events would not have happened.
But after a trip to Wushan, he already understood the operation of the dog system, so whether he wrote it or not, the Xiadu Underground Altar will always exist.
It is inevitable that some kind of restriction on the altar has been triggered, or that the earth's energy has been released, and the weather will be abnormal in a short period of time.
He just didn't expect that climate change would last for such a long time.
Any normal person would feel uncomfortable living in an environment where it rains all day and cannot see the sun.
Winter is okay, but in other seasons, the number of people traveling during holidays in the city remains high in summer.
Not to mention other people, even Mei Qian couldn't bear it. It's just that he was first detained, then released on bail pending trial, and finally was placed under surveillance, unable to leave freely like others. The key is that he had no reason to ask for leave, so he couldn't get out at all.
Summer capital.
Therefore, he hopes more than anyone else that this weird weather that has lasted for nearly a year will end soon.
But now it's fine. Mei Qian has made up his mind to wait a few days to handle everything before taking his two assistants to the south for vacation.
Humph, no one will care this time, right? He thought to himself.
Among the people present, apart from Ning Chi who was busy cutting fruit, only Zhang Yu agreed most with Mei Qian's words.
After all, he was someone who had seen three altars with his own eyes.
"The key is, it's not what you think now, it's what the outside world thinks." Lu Tianlu shook his head helplessly. His friend's ability to cause trouble was too strong.
"What?" Mei Qian was slightly startled.
"I know about this." Li Chen suddenly said in a joking tone: "After the Chinese New Year, there was an organization called "Xiadu Prayer for Stop Rain Committee" that became very popular on the Internet recently. The first proposal of the organization was to raise donations.
, and then collected evidence of your crime from the whole society and vowed to send you back in. However, this bill was rejected. I heard that only a few die-hards are still insisting."
Mei Qian was speechless, turned his head, and saw Zhang Yu on the side also looking confused.
Li Chen's face was full of gloating, and he continued: "Many people in your book club also participated in the vote, but they all voted in favor."
"Why? My eldest brother hasn't done anything inappropriate recently?" Ning Chi was placing the cut fruits on the coffee table. Hearing what they said, his face was full of confusion: "Is it because of the delay?"
After saying that, he glanced at his boss with a somewhat complaining look.
Although there are regulations, those under control do not have freedom of publication, assembly, or freedom of speech. But my boss is a writer after all. Even if he cannot be officially published, he is still allowed to publish a new book on the Internet. Who knows that this guy just failed to do it for more than half a year?
I have only entered the study room a few times, and even the second volume of "The Myth" that was submitted for publication was rushed out after staying up late a few days ago.
As an assistant, he despises his boss's laziness.
As a reader, he has even more reason to complain.
At this time, Mei Qian had some guesses in her mind and unconsciously cast her eyes towards the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.
This living room, together with the wooden terrace outside, has large floor-to-ceiling windows, which provide excellent lighting. At this time, the curtains were opened.
It's a pity that we can only see the drizzle and gray sky outside. In the cold spring season, there is really nothing to see.
But it took a long time for Mei Qian to look away and look at Li Chen thoughtfully.
Sure enough, the latter raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The reason is the Weibo you posted last year. Now many people on the Internet are complaining about your big heart. You have been forced to come to Taiwan, but you were still in the mood to post on Weibo before surrendering.
."
"It's just a self-proclaimed Shui Wen." Zhang Yu snorted coldly. He couldn't help but think of the scene at that time.
But I have to admit in my heart that Mei Qian's actions are really not what a normal person can do.
Just to gain popularity, I don’t even want to lose my face.
Well, this was the conclusion he came to when he was extremely angry.
"The last sentence on your Weibo, I hope that when I regain my freedom, the summer will be warm and the flowers will bloom..." Lu Tianlu opened his phone and read the text on it: "What does this mean?"
"A normal ending." Mei Qian lowered his eyes, lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea. He only answered five words and was speechless.
"The key is that someone thought of your "Killer Diary", and now your reputation has been linked to the crow's mouth." Lu Tianlu exhaled, his tone full of helplessness.
"That is to say, some people think that it is because of my boss's Weibo post that it rains every day in Xiadu?" Ning Chi also took out his mobile phone at this time and complained while typing: "These people are idle
There’s nothing left to do.”
"We all know it's a joke circulated on the Internet. It's like it raining when a certain star holds a concert. But I can't bear it. In today's society, everyone is so far-fetched that there is nothing we can do." Lu Tianlu said with a bitter smile.
.
"This is actually the best proof. Now that Brother Qian has regained his freedom, it is still raining in the summer. This kind of message is self-defeating..." Ning Chi curled his lips, but as soon as he said this, he was stunned.
Already.
Mei Qian put down the tea cup, stood up and walked to the window with a strange expression.
At this time, everyone present clearly heard several extremely surprised shouts from outside:
"Haha, the sun is out..."
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