1250: Both parties feel that they have made money!
Xiao Sala was not sure whether he should cry at the scene. Zou Weijun explained: "I just asked Wen Ying to persuade Xie Qian to return to the capital with me, and Wen Ying has already agreed."
Hey, do you want Xie Qian to go back to the capital together?
No wonder Wen Ying looked like she was about to cry. Even an onlooker like Xiao Sala could see how close Wen Ying and Xie Qian were.
"Sister Zou..."
As soon as the little salamander screamed, Zou Weijun blinked his eyes to stop him. The little salamander was puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized: this is false news, Xie Qian will not return to Beijing.
Then why does Sister Zou still say that?
Oh, it’s just to tease Wen Ying!
Little Salamander was 30% sympathetic to Wen Ying, and 70% excited to add fuel to the flames. He actively supported Wen Ying and said, "Then Wen Ying should give her some advice and don't let Mr.
The future is more important!"
Well, even Wen Ying knows it. There is no need for a small salamander to pour chicken soup.
But sometimes the direction of everyone's destiny does not develop according to reason. In this world, not whoever is right wins. Bad people also have their own reasons. It just depends on which "reason" prevails.
Neither Zou Weijun nor Xiao Sala knew about the tragedy of Xie Qian's previous life. Wen Ying knew that Wen Ying had to bear all the pressure alone. When she left the publishing house, her shoulders drooped and her whole body exuded an aura of depression, like a drooping mushroom.
Covered mushrooms.
Song Foxiang saw Wen Ying in the corridor and took the initiative to greet her. Wen Ying's smile was very forced: "Hello, Editor Song."
Looking at Wen Ying's leaving figure, Song Foxiang was thoughtful and asked Xiao Sala secretly: "Isn't the effect of the autograph session very good? Could it be that the serialization of the new book "Xun Yong" has received poor feedback?"
Xiao Sala rolled his eyes, "Editor Song, don't talk nonsense. Don't you know how many letters from readers you have received since "Xun Yong" started being serialized in the magazine? The book signing was very effective. Feedback from "Xun Yong"
Very good too!”
"Then why do I see that she is not happy?"
Song Foxiang muttered, and Xiao Sala lowered his voice: "Because Sister Zou is resigning, and Wen Ying can't bear to leave Sister Zou!"
"If you resign, just resign. What a big deal...wait, who do you think is resigning?"
"Editor Zou."
Little Salamander sympathized with Wen Ying just now, but now sympathizes with Song Foxiang.
Song Foxiang is greasy, and he is really obsessed with Zou Weijun. When he learned that Zou Weijun was resigning, Song Foxiang couldn't accept this blow.
He chased after Xiao Sala and wanted to know why Zou Weijun left his job and whether he had found a better job.
Are the job conditions offered to Zou Weijun by Chengdu Publishing Group not good enough?
Then you can apply to the group for a salary increase.
Zou Weijun's work performance is outstanding. The best-selling books and magazines he runs have brought profits to the group. Such talents are worthy of the group's high salary to retain him!
"It's not about peer poaching. Sister Zou is not going to continue working in the publishing industry. Editor Song, you'd better stop asking for more details!"
Xiao Sala only knew a little about Zou Weijun's family affairs, and no one else in the unit knew about it. Xiao Sala would not reveal too much of Zou Weijun's privacy to Song Foxiang.
Song Foxiang felt like he was struck by lightning and was unwilling to accept this fact. He asked around again and found out that no one knew where Zou Weijun would go after he left Rongcheng. He only heard that Zou Weijun would leave Rongcheng——
Song Foxiang's heart broke into several pieces, and soon after Wen Ying turned into Depressed Mushroom No. 2.
This time, Editor Wan did not deceive Song Foxiang about the fine wine he collected. Instead, he gritted his teeth and paid for Song Foxiang to have a meal with his own money.
Full of alcohol, the great poet of the Song Dynasty became very poetic. He improvised several modern poems with the theme of "broken love" and "parting", and even recited them to his friend Editor Wan.
In the restaurant where there were so many people coming and going, Editor Wan felt that his embarrassment cancer had reached the final stage.
It’s over. I’ll be embarrassed to come to this restaurant to eat in the future. Let’s eat more today. Editor Wan buried his head in eating, but Song Foxiang grabbed him by the collar: “Lao Wan, tell me, tell me these few poems
Is the poem well written?"
"good!"
Editor Wan gave a thumbs up: "When you hear it, it sounds like a work created with sincere feelings. Old Song, we have been friends for so many years, and I can tell you something from the bottom of my heart, not to mention that Chief Editor Zou has a husband.
Even if someone doesn’t have a husband, is he someone we can marry? He’s as graceful as a dragon, and as powerful as a dragon!"
Editor Wan quoted sentences from "Luo Shen Fu".
"Ode to the Goddess of Luo" is a story about Cao Zhi's description of his encounter with the Goddess of Luo by the Luoshui River. The whole poem has gorgeous diction and delicate emotions, embodying the author's affectionate thoughts.
"Luo Shen" is a fictional character created by Cao Zhi and does not exist in real life. Editor Wan said that Zou Weijun is "Luo Shen" because he wanted to persuade Song Foxiang to wake up from his false and unrealistic obsession!
Song Foxiang sighed, "You don't understand! I have long since stopped thinking about Xiao Zou. As long as I look at her from a distance, I am satisfied. If you like her, you don't have to get it. If you like her, you should bless her. But Xiao Zou's husband
...Not worthy of her!"
"I don't understand. I don't want to understand yet. Come on, don't talk about this. Let's have two more drinks."
Editor Wan did not want to discuss feelings with Song Foxiang, so he decided to risk his life to get Song Foxiang drunk. The drunkard could still go crazy because he was not completely drunk.
The middle-aged man chose to drink to relieve his sorrow, but Wen Ying could not.
She went home depressed and found her mother, Chen Ru, changing clothes.
"Mom, are you going out?"
Chen Ru nodded while putting on her shoes, "Xie Qian's mother is leaving her job and returning to Beijing. Your Aunt Dong suggested that we put it into practice for her."
Chen Ru knows Mama Li, knows Mrs. Wang, also knows Zou Weijun, and also knows Mrs. Qin.
Wen Dongrong got into the circle of Qin Xianming and Wang Jun, and Chen Ru also had her own circle of mothers. Among them, Mrs. Wang was the best friend of Chen Ru.
Mrs. Wang is a very lovable person and often organizes activities in the mom circle. This gathering for Zou Weijun was also proposed by Mrs. Wang.
Before going out, Chen Ru thought of another thing, "Xie Qian's mother is going back to Beijing, can Xie Qian leave? You seem to have a good relationship. He must often give you some tutoring!"
Her mother inadvertently stabbed Wen Ying in the heart again.
Wen Ying felt weak: "Aunt Zou hopes that Xie Qian will return to the capital with her. I don't know what Xie Qian thinks. We don't want Xie Qian to leave either. Only with him here can Li Mengjiao and I's academic performance be guaranteed."
Chen Ru frowned, "There is no shortcut to learning. Having Xie Qian tutor you is the icing on the cake. Without him, you can't do it yourself?"
He didn't dare to say anything when he heard the cherry blossoms.
Chen Ru was busy going out and didn't think about it anymore.
Wen Ying was the only one left at home. She took out her mobile phone and stared at Xie Qian's number for a long time before finally making up her mind to make the call.
"busy?"
Xie Qian's voice is still so nice. I haven't gotten tired of it after listening to it for two years, and I probably won't get tired of it after listening to it for another twenty years.
Wen Ying tentatively said: "I know that Aunt Zou is leaving her job and returning to the capital. Aunt Zou said she would take you back with her..."
"Oh, what next."
Through the phone, Wen Ying couldn't see Xie Qian's expression clearly, and it was difficult to discern his mood at the moment from his tone, so she simply said with a sudden heart: "I want you not to return to the capital!"