Wen Dongrong was in high spirits, but Lao Li became depressed.
The place to study in the party school fell to Wen Dongrong. Lao Li knew that Wen Dongrong's promotion was a certainty. In the future, Wen Dongrong would be promoted from a peer to a superior, and Lao Li would continue to work in the unit. It took a long time to adjust his mentality.
Only then did he reluctantly accept Wen Dongrong's behavior in Versailles.
If he really wanted to stay away from Wen Dongrong, Lao Li could not answer Wen Dongrong's call, but Lao Li still answered it.
After enduring it for countless times, it was finally Lao Li's turn to feel proud: Wen Dongrong had let out rumors early that he wanted to further his studies, but he failed the exam!
Lao Li wished he could look up to the sky and roar.
It’s so rare for God to open his eyes!
If a child is excellent, that is the child's ability. What does it have to do with your surname Wen?
No, the person named Wen failed the exam.
Ha ha ha ha!
Lao Li called Wen Dongrong several times a day and was concerned about when Wen Dongrong would return to work. He said failure was the mother of success and would seize the opportunity to bury Wen Dongrong.
It was a rare occasion when Wen Dongrong couldn't reply, and Lao Li was happy for several days.
This kind of concern lasted until Wen Dongrong learned about Rongcheng's transfer order. When Lao Li called again to care about him, Wen Dongrong's voice pretended to be heavy: "Lao Li, I miss you all too, and I look forward to returning to the unit soon.
, It’s a pity... Alas, God’s calculation is not as good as man’s calculation!”
At that moment, Lao Li's heart was twitching.
What do you mean? Wen Dongrong can't go back to work. Could it be that there is something serious wrong with his physical examination? Why does his tone sound so ominous?
The two fought against each other, and Lao Li wanted to defeat Wen Dongrong more than hoping that Wen Dongrong would be terminally ill. In fact, Lao Li was not wrong. Wen Dongrong was really seriously ill. He had terminal Versailles cancer and there was no cure.
medical!
Lao Li's worry did not make Wen Dongrong show mercy. When Wen Dongrong deliberately told the transfer order in an understatement, Lao Li felt the malice of the world.
Snapped.
Lao Li put down the phone vigorously, his lips trembling with anger.
"The surname Wen is not a human being...it's really not a human being..."
Lao Li had a heartache. He was drunk that night and had a splitting headache. He cursed Wen Dongrong at home.
His wife asked him to keep his voice down, and Lao Li felt aggrieved. He held his wife's hand and counted Wen Dongrong's crimes in detail, sobbing very pitifully.
My wife comforted Lao Li, "If you don't like him, you should be happy that he has been transferred! Didn't your company want to promote someone else? Without Wen Dongrong, will you have another chance? This is a great thing!
"
Lao Li thought vaguely.
Does this really seem to be the case?
Without Wen Dongrong, we no longer have to listen to those boastful words.
Without Wen Dongrong, I have another chance in the workplace.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a great thing!
But for some reason, Lao Li felt lost deep in his heart.
Wen Dongrong couldn't wait to move to a better platform, but he could only stay in his current unit. Wouldn't the gap between him and Wen Dongrong become wider and wider in the future?
Although Wen Dongrong is a nuisance, he has a better temperament with Lao Li than the others in the unit. At least Wen Dongrong's nuisance attributes are clear and more real.
Alas, I must have drank fake wine and my brain has been affected, so I couldn’t bear to hear Dongrong!
Not to mention that Lao Li felt like he was having a brain disorder after drinking fake wine. Even Wen Dongrong himself, after Lao Li dropped the phone, felt proud at first, and then gradually showed reluctance.
As the saying goes, water flows to low places when people go up. As long as they don’t lie in the coffin for a day, people should not stop running towards a better life. Wen Dongrong longs for a better platform... but moving forward
, does that mean leaving the past behind completely?
Without Lao Li, who should I show off to in the future?
what is it now.
Does it still have to rely on him to find a way to transfer Lao Li away together?!
——Then Lao Li won by lying down?
If Wen Ying knew Lao Wen's current state of mind, she would definitely laugh mercilessly: Transfer Lao Li's job? Tyuan has no idea. He still doesn't know whether his own father can gain a firm foothold in the new unit!
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When Wen Dongrong was struggling with whether to take his old rival with him to ascend, December 15th arrived in the blink of an eye. This day was the deadline for the first cycle of the short story category of the Spark Cup Essay Contest!
The first issue of "Spark" was released on the 15th last month, and readers may not be able to buy it until after the 15th.
Including the time for writing and mailing the manuscript, the first cycle is actually quite rushed, which sounds like a bit of a disadvantage. Xiao Sala guessed that real masters would spend more time writing manuscripts and would not rush to the first place.
Cycle...the little salamander is still too young!
According to statistics, the number of submissions submitted before December 15 exceeded 10,000 for the short story category alone!
Yes, participating in the first cycle will be a bit of a disadvantage in terms of time.
But just because there is not enough time, the quality of most of the submitted manuscripts is not very high. Good-quality works are more likely to stand out. Smart people will make the best use of time. No matter what, they will submit a manuscript first and then who will be selected.
It's an unexpected surprise. Not being selected is just a waste of a registration form and stamp money. The investment is small and the return is high. It's worth a try!
Some contestants deliberately used registered mail because they were afraid of not meeting the deadline of the first cycle.
At this moment, all the planners of the competition gathered together, with Xiao Salamander as the guide, and Wen Ying and others followed behind Xiao Salamander.
"That's all for the first cycle."
The office door was opened, and all the manuscripts came into view.
From the moment he received the first manuscript, Xiaoyu arranged for someone to register it, and the magazine even set aside a large office early to store the manuscripts, fearing that human error would cause them to be lost.
More than 10,000 short story manuscripts were piled up in the same office and neatly placed in storage baskets. When Little Salamander opened the office door, he gave everyone a shocking visual experience.
Wen Ying looked at so many manuscripts and felt a deep sense of satisfaction in her heart.
It was Wen Ying who suggested the essay competition, but the implementation of the suggestion would not have been possible without everyone's efforts.
Writing is Wen Ying's own dream. With a new life, not only her own dream can be realized, but also other people's dreams have more ways to realize... It's no wonder that Lao Wen likes Versailles, spiritual satisfaction is sometimes better than financial gain!
Among the main creators of the competition, there are editors-in-chief of publishing houses, stay-at-home wives, ace agents from film and television companies, students like themselves, idol drama screenwriters, magazine editors, and celebrities who shoot promotional videos. The composition of the members is also really real.
It's complicated enough.
But it was this group of people who really made the competition a success. Today everyone gathered together to accept the results of the first phase!
Not to mention Wen Ying's emotion, even Mrs. Wang, a complete amateur who wanted to resign, was speechless after seeing so many manuscripts.
——Is this an essay competition sponsored by yourself?
——At first, I just wanted to establish contact with Xie Qian’s mother, but I accidentally caused such a big scene!
Song Foxiang followed at the end and poked his head around. He had worked for many years and was the editor-in-chief of a magazine before. However, the magazine he worked for before could not receive so many submissions in a year. It was not the fault of Song Foxiang's lack of knowledge, but the fault of this essay competition.
The momentum was too great.
"There were more than 10,000 copies in the first cycle, and the four cycles combined, there are at least 50,000 copies!"
Song Foxiang murmured to himself.
This is probably the only number of manuscripts that can be received in the New Concept Essay Contest!
Could it be that "Spark" is really better than "Sprout"?
