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1349: Shareholder identity exposed

Lao Li's indignation made Wen Dongrong particularly happy.

Wen Dongrong refused to admit it, but he also knew in his heart that he could push Lao Li down to get the opportunity to further his studies, and he was somewhat in Wen Ying's favor.

Because Wen Ying has made a name for himself, Wen Dongrong has repeatedly gained a sense of presence in the unit. When his own ability is not bad, wouldn't it be possible to stand out if he has a sense of presence a few more times?

Lao Wen returned the favor and paid attention to the media's evaluation of the essay competition.

Several media outlets seemed to have negotiated and focused on the key point of the "200,000 bonus". They were worried that the organizers had ruined the atmosphere. It's fine to be innovative, but you can't write just for money - what a fucking stinker.

Bullshit!

These days, you can still make a lot of money by setting up a small stall on the street. The bosses with big businesses are worth hundreds of millions. Why don't you see anyone saying that they should arrest the bosses and force them to confiscate their property?

Co-authoring three hundred and sixty-five lines can lead to a number one scholar, so the writer is not allowed to have money, right?

Rich writers can't write good works. It's like if a literary man doesn't live in poverty, he just digs up someone's ancestral grave...

"The prosperity of culture is exactly the embodiment of social development. These people don't know what they are doing!"

Wen Dongrong not only criticized it himself, but also geared up and wished he could write an article himself to criticize those media critics.

Before Wen Dongrong could put his idea into action, some more aggressive trolls jumped out, fighting several critics one by one, and trolled those who were holding on to the "200,000 bonus".

There was bloodshed, and there was constant contact between the two sides. News of the essay competition was published in newspapers every day.

This warrior does not change his name in action and his surname in sitting, he is exactly the great writer of the Song Dynasty.

After sending his daughter Song Chan on a plane to go abroad, Song Foxiang felt empty in his heart.

Many times, parents think that children cannot live without their parents. In fact, parents cannot live without their children. Parents have deep psychological dependence on their children. Children who go out to study are like birds escaping from their cages. They don’t know how happy they are.

It’s Song Foxiang who feels unmotivated by anything he does every day.

He wanted to lie down like a salted fish, with the little salamander staring at him.

Little Salamander was puzzled. How could someone who had once been the editor-in-chief be willing to be a small editor now?

Let’s not talk about the difference in workplace status, but just say that the income is not as good as the boss... It seems that Editor Song is not short of money!

Song Foxiang asked Xiaoqiang to be stimulated, and he was really shaken up.

Of course, she was short of money. Although someone would bear the expenses for Song Chan to go abroad, it was impossible for the other party to provide Song Chan with a high level of material comfort. If she wanted to live comfortably abroad, she had to rely on Song Foxiang to pay for it herself.

Thinking of this, Song Foxiang couldn't do anything else.

The old salted fish fought hard and sprayed whoever he caught, showing excellent fighting ability.

"Old Song, is this the second spring of your career?"

There is envy in the words of old friend Wan Editor.

Editor Wan thought to himself: He has known for a long time that the magazine "Spark" has great potential. He wanted to come here but couldn't let go of the hit series "Hush, Little Secret". Lao Song, a person who was demoted, is so lucky!

Song Foxiang was disdainful: "What is the second spring? Isn't this a trick we have used before? Those media are so stupid that they came to promote the essay contest for free. Of course I will help them!"

What I'm talking about is the early promotion of "Teen Idol". Only those who criticize it will get attention.

Think about those people who criticized this book in the past. I don’t know how much they paid to write a review article, but they criticized this book and made it a bestseller. More than 500,000 copies were sold in the first three months. That little girl Wen Ying only got two royalties.

More than a million!

This time too, the scolding was so hilarious that as soon as the promotional video was aired, I heard Xiaoyu say that "Teen Idol" was going to be reprinted again.

Taking advantage of the popular trend of essay contests, "Young Idol" can easily sell over 1 million copies!

Thinking of this, Song Foxiang felt a little strange, and forcefully explained to his friend: "I'm not standing up for anyone specifically, I'm doing it for work!"

Editor Wan glanced at him and said, "Do you think others will believe it? Yesterday, someone called me and asked if you were related to the fish in the countercurrent. They said that every time the fish in the countercurrent was in a whirlpool of public opinion, you reacted fiercely.

It is said that fish against the current can jump over the dragon's gate sooner or later. Your performance is quite suitable for a nickname, what is it called... Oh, Prime Minister Song."

Editor Wan suppressed his laughter until his bald hair became shiny, and Song Foxiang was furious.

Co-author Wen Ying is the hidden dragon who wants to leap over the dragon gate, and he is the prime minister who protects the turtle in the dragon palace?!

Song Foxiang was dissatisfied with the insulting nickname given by his friend. Little did he know that Wen Dongrong had read the newspapers in the past two days and also had great opinions on Song Foxiang.

——Who is this person? He is neither a relative nor an acquaintance. He acts so quickly and actively, earns a few royalties, and has no pocket money. You critics are so excited!

Just as Wen Dongrong was muttering, the phone rang.

It turned out the caller was Deng Shangwei.

Wen Dongrong thought that Deng Shangwei was going to the countryside again to send love, but he didn't know that Deng Shangwei was going to say something else.

"Brother-in-law, I saw Aunt Xiaoying... You'd better come here in person, I can't explain it in just a few words."



By the time Wen Dongrong rushed over, it was already afternoon.

It's November, and the weather is naturally not hot. Today's autumn rain is still a bit cold, so Wen Dongrong put on a jacket.

Deng Shangwei did not wait where he was, because Zhu Meiqun kept changing places, so Deng Shangwei followed him unhurriedly.

When Wen Dongrong arrived, Deng Shangwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"I saw it unexpectedly and thought I had identified the wrong person. I remembered that Aunt Sakura has a formal job!"

Zhu Meiqun's education level is not high and she is not illiterate. She has been in the factory for more than ten years and is a skilled worker.

Today is not the weekend. Logically speaking, Zhu Meiqun should be at work. Even if he is not at work, he should not be selling roasted sweet potatoes on the streets of Chengdu!

Yes, across the street, Zhu Meiqun was guarding a tricycle with a stove for roasting sweet potatoes, and was selecting sweet potatoes for the guests.

On a cloudy and rainy day, once the oven lid is opened, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes can fill half the street. This weather is suitable for eating something hot, so Zhu Meiqun's roasted sweet potatoes are doing well. There are several customers around, and Zhu Meiqun wants to eat again.

When choosing sweet potatoes, I had to give change, which was a bit confusing.

Wen Dongrong thought to himself that his movements were unfamiliar, and it looked like he had just started selling.

"Brother-in-law, don't you go and ask?"

Deng Shangwei can be regarded as the person who can make the decision.

But he didn't want Wen Dongrong to stop and said, "I won't ask anymore."

What are you asking on the street? She is my sister-in-law, not a subordinate who made mistakes.

Even if he had to ask, Wen Dongrong would not ask Zhu Meiqun.

Is the eldest brother's family short of money, or is there something wrong with the eldest sister-in-law's work?

Why don't you tell him.

He didn't care about his sister Wen Hongyan's family. He was heartbroken by his sister's family of three, but he didn't say he didn't care about the rest of the Wen family!

Could it be that if there was really a problem, how could he just watch and not help?

On the way back, Wen Dongrong was very silent. The joy of defeating Lao Li and defeating other colleagues in the unit to study at the party school faded a lot.

When the two of them parted at the gate of the community, Deng Shangwei didn't ask any questions. He just said that if there was anything he could do to help, just ask.

"Well, let me understand the situation first. I won't be polite if I need your help."

In the past, Wen Dongrong would never say these words, and no one would ask Deng Shangwei for help.

But now it seems natural to say it out loud.

The Wen family are relatives, and Deng Shangwei is also a relative. Wen Dongrong has been brother-in-law for so many years, and Wen Dongrong has only recently regarded Deng Shangwei as one of his own.


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