Pei Qing smiled, "Mr. Long, you are not from Jiangcheng, and you are not from this circle. It is normal not to know them. But, don't underestimate these literati. Many of them are business and political circles about poetry and culture.
I love big shots very much.”
Lin Fei nodded. China attaches importance to the development of the cultural industry, and all walks of life naturally attaches importance to it, especially leaders, who must respond to the call of the country, so it is normal to be able to speak out.
Bi Jiang in front of the stage said: "In the past, our Mid-Autumn Festival poems and poems did not limit the theme or rhythm format, as long as the elements related to the scenery were all possible. Today, I increased the difficulty, and I will appreciate several of the poems and poems from today.
Each guest will give a question, which not only tests everyone's urgent talent, but also tests everyone's daily accumulation, and can also reflect his level of poetry. Everyone can give full play to their talents, contribute to calligraphy, or improvise. OK,
I won’t say much if I don’t want to say anything else. Let’s first invite Mr. Ren from Jiangcheng Literature Society to give you the first question tonight. Mr. Ren is invited.”
An old man sitting in front of the table walked to the front and smiled and said, "My proposition is very simple, it is West Lake. Of course, you can write anything related to West Lake."
Many people breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, they had already done a lot of work in advance. As long as it was about the moon, Mid-Autumn Festival, and West Lake, I prepared many poems in a year, all for the purpose of being able to be released at the annual poetry meeting.
Brilliant.
After Mr. Ren went down, Qin Mengyao walked onto the stage again, "The wine and delicacies of this poetry meeting are provided free of charge by Luhu Wine. Everyone can drink and write poems while writing. Thank you again for your strong support from Luhu Wine."
Wang Manru whispered: "This is also an advertisement. I want to come in too, but I don't have enough strength. This Green Lake wine has fifty branches in Jiangcheng, so I can't compare with them."
"The poems cannot be entered, so it should be fine for other briefs. No matter how good things are, they will not be able to be promoted. So take your time and learn from other people's experience first." Lin Fei said.
Wang Manru nodded.
Those women wearing ancient skirts played again on the stage. The participants watched the fun and drank and chatted together. Those who wanted to participate in the poetry meeting walked to the desk and prepared to write their ink.
.
Wang Manru actually stood up too.
Lin Fei was stunned, "Manru, are you?"
"I thought of a song, too."
"Lin...Brother Long, Manru was really a talented woman before, and that Liu Yan was right."
Lin Fei wondered, "Manru, why did you abandon your article and go to business?"
Wang Manru smiled sweetly, "No conflict, Mr. Pei said just now, many bigwigs in business and politics are quite talented, and this girl is no exception."
Lin Fei smiled, "Support you!"
"Support! Support!" Zhao Ming shouted with his hands raised.
Wang Manru glared at him, "Shut up and don't speak is my greatest support!"
Zhao Ming immediately closed his mouth tightly.
Pei Qing whispered: "Mr. Lin, I am the guest of praise tonight, so I have to sit in front." He handed a note to Lin Fei, "If you have something to do, you can call me this number or send a text message.
.”
Each member of the dragon group has another identity, which is normal. Lin Fei did not find it strange, "Go, Mr. Pei, don't worry about me."
Pei Qing nodded and sat down at the table of the review group in front.
At this moment, Wang Manru returned to her seat angrily, followed by Zhao Ming, who looked unhappy.
"What's wrong? Manru?" Lin Fei asked.
“…”
Zhao Ming said, "When Manru went to write poetry just now, Liu Yan came over and said that one of his cousins' friends was the big boss of the tea market. I will not let Manru rent it there next week, so let Manru clean up and leave.
people!"
It seems that Liu Yan is not stupid either. She has guessed that Lin Fei had cheated her, otherwise she would not have been so arrogant to Wang Manru again.
However, Lin Fei has confirmed that Liu Yan and his cousin must have problems. Others can’t find evidence. Who am I? The hacker who can make the Beijiang River go wild can’t escape you!
Lin Fei looked towards Liu Yan, and Liu Yan was looking at him with anger and showed him a middle finger.
Lin Fei's eyes burst into cold light, which scared her to tremble and almost fell to the ground of the table.
Baby girls!
Lin Fei took back his murderous gaze and asked Wang Manru: "Have you signed a lease contract?"
"I signed it, but it only lasted for two months." Wang Manru said: "It's also my fault. Because I was short of funds at that time and didn't have so much money, I asked the boss of the tea market to sign a two-month contract first and then wait for the funds.
After the turnover, I signed for the whole year. I didn’t expect..."
Lin Fei said: "You can't change the place."
Wang Manru frowned slightly, "I don't care, it's just that the villagers and merchants in Longjing Village signed a lease contract for me, all of which were one year contracts. If I withdraw my stall, they can't do it anymore.
I will settle the score with me. They are all from the same village, so it would be bad if it gets bigger."
"Is there any other way?"
Zhao Ming sighed: "The market boss can only agree to continue renting it to Manru, but it should be impossible to hear Liu Yan say this."
Lin Fei smiled and said, "This Liu Yan is really in a state of mind. If you wait until next week and let Manru not renew his lease without knowing it, wouldn't it be better? Tell Manru in advance, there is room for buffering."
"Brother Lin, there is really no other way." Wang Manru looked worried.
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there will definitely be a solution." Lin Fei stood up and said, "I'll go out." Then he asked Zhao Ming in a low voice: "What is Liu Yan's cousin's name, the boss of the tea market
Who is it?"
After Zhao Ming mentioned his name, Lin Fei left the pleasure boat, came to the deck, took out the Dragon Group's special mobile phone, and searched for two names.
Unfortunately, there is no useful information. It seems that there are more related characters, but Zhao Ming and Wang Manru also know only a limited amount.
"I didn't expect that I could meet you here." A moving voice sounded from behind, and Lin Fei turned his head.
"Song..." Lin Fei really didn't know what her name was.
"Really, it seems you have never seen that business card." The woman smiled and said, "Fortunately, you still know that my surname is Song."
"You are Song Bo's daughter, Song Shiming's sister-in-law, of course your surname is Song."
It turned out that the woman in front of me was the drifting beauty Lin Fei had saved in Sanye Valley, Beijing, the young and charming and beautiful aunt of the super playboy Song Shiming.
"My name is Song Ying'er, I remember it this time!"
Lin Fei muttered, "Why did you appear here?"
"I should ask you this sentence. I used to do business in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province. This is my base. Aren't you in Beijiang? Why did you appear in Jiangcheng and come to participate in a poetry meeting?"
"Passing by, see friends."
"Is that beautiful Jiangnan beauty?"
Lin Fei smiled slightly, "It seems that you have been paying attention to me for a long time."
"I saw you since you entered the boat hall. You came late, so many people naturally couldn't see me."
"So you are also a literary lover."
"Just join in the fun. But you, Mr. Lin, a liberal arts master in Dongshan Province, won the first place in the poetry competition of Beijing Normal University. This is the place where your heroes use their skills."
"Are you investigating me?" Lin Fei was speechless. It wasn't because he was afraid that others would investigate. The key was that once he investigated, his glorious history would be unable to be hidden!
"I am of course very concerned about my savior. I called you when I left Beijiang the day before yesterday, but you turned off the phone."
"Do you have my mobile number?"
"What Zhou Wenhui gave it to me."
She smiled slightly, and her face was even more beautiful under the lights. I have to say that Song Shiming's little aunt is so handsome.
"What's the matter for me?"
"It's not good to not express any thanks to your benefactor, let alone my dad respects you strangely. I was really curious and investigated your information, except that he was a top student ten years ago, and
There is nothing good about it, but I am surprised by what you have experienced in the past ten years.”
Lin Fei smiled, "You are not the first one and definitely not the last one when you are surprised."
"Then I'm even more curious, why can you make my dad, who is unconvinced, bow his head?"
"Are you asking me why?"
"certainly."
"Why don't you ask your dad?"
"If he said that, I'll ask you?"
"He doesn't even say it, do you think I can say it?"
Song Ying'er thought to herself that, her dad didn't mention anything, let alone him?
"Can you do me a favor?" Lin Fei said.
"If I can repay my kindness, of course I will."
"It's not that exaggerated." Lin Fei smiled and said, "Since it's a base, there are many people you should know in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."
"well enough."
"Do you recognize the boss of the tea market in Gongshu District?"
Song Ying'er shook her head, "I don't know each other, but I know that the mayor of the Gongshu District has also come to participate in the poetry meeting. I believe his words should be very useful."
That must work. Can a small boss in a tea market compare with a boss in a district?
"Do you know him?"
"I don't know you either."
Lin Fei was speechless, "Then what do you mean by saying this?"
"He is a poetic lover, so you should know how to do it, right? Teacher Lin!" She smiled sweetly, shook her water snake-like waist, and turned around and walked into the hall.
Lin Fei thought to himself that what she meant was to show her poetry talent.
For Wang Manru's business, it is also for his own interests. After all, he can get 20% of his dividends.
Therefore, this great poet is about to make a brilliant debut!
Entering the boat hall, I saw the old man Ren who had just given the question in front of me stood up and said, "After ratings from several of our review groups, they all thought that Li Wensheng's "Travel to West Lake Farewell to Old Friends" was the best. Congratulations to Li Wensheng
gentlemen."
Everyone applauded at Li Wensheng, and Li Wensheng nodded proudly. Especially Liu Yan next to him, he looked provocatively at Wang Manru pointing his thumb down.