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Chapter 1862

"It doesn't affect your discussion, right? Feng Xiao, Officer Tong, let me introduce you to a friend." Zhong Feng said to us with a smile.

Tong Yao and I stood up in a hurry.

"This is Feng Xiao, the deputy mayor of Shangjiang City. My good friend. This is Police Officer Tong, a good friend of Mayor Feng." Zhong Feng immediately introduced Tong Yao and me to this middle-aged man.

Tong Yao said hurriedly: "I used to be a policeman, but not now."

"This is my friend. He is a famous writer in our province. His real name is Luneng and his pen name is Xia Zhi. This restaurant is his idea." Zhong Feng immediately introduced the middle-aged man to us.

At the beginning, I noticed that there was a kind of unruly look in this middle-aged man’s eyes, and he never looked at me seriously at all. I clearly felt that his eyes were at a 45-degree angle above my face. However,

When Zhong Feng finished introducing his personal situation, he immediately asked Tong Yao: "You are not a police officer now? Why? There is no way for police officers to change careers."

Zhong Feng said hurriedly: "There are so many police officers who have switched to other jobs. Is it any wonder?"

But Tong Yao said openly: "Manager Zhong, you don't have to worry about me being embarrassed. Writer Lu, right? I actually made a mistake, so I was fired."

Zhong Feng immediately blamed her writer friend and said, "Look, I told you not to ask, but you just don't listen!"

The writer said: "I am a writer and I am very sensitive to such things. I think there must be wonderful stories to be discovered here. Miss Tong, if you have a chance, can you tell me your story?"

Tong Yao smiled and said: "Comrade writer, I may disappoint you. My story is very simple, not tortuous at all. It is that I acted privately without asking my superiors for instructions, which resulted in the sacrifice of a comrade. Comrade writer

"There is a big difference between reality and the plots in novels. Things in reality are often much simpler, but they are more cruel than those in novels."

Luneng's eyes widened immediately, "Miss Tong, your words are very philosophical. I will write them down and will definitely include them in my works."

Zhong Feng immediately glared at him, "Are you as good at picking up girls as you are? Are you too old-fashioned? Officer Tong has a boyfriend, so you have no chance."

Luneng immediately said sarcastically: "Am I that kind of person?"

I found that although this man was arrogant, he seemed to be a little afraid of Zhong Feng. Did he have such thoughts about Zhong Feng? Is it because of the way he looked at me just now? Because when Zhong Feng introduced me to him

He did not use my job title, so he felt that I had a different relationship with Zhong Feng? Seeing this, I was worried that our atmosphere would be affected, so I hurriedly said: "Please sit down. Comrade writer, come,

Let me toast you. To be honest, being a writer is a dream for many people, but how many people can actually realize this dream? So I envy you and admire you very much."

He sat down, and then we all sat down.

The writer was still looking at me with that squinting look, but now there was a smile on his face. He said: "They say that you officials like to flatter people and are good at flattering people. Today I

But I saw it. But I like your flattery, because you are telling the truth."

Zhong Feng blamed him again: "Hey! How do you speak? Feng Xiao is my friend, why do you speak so unpleasantly?"

I said nonchalantly: "Zhong Feng, it's nothing. Writers, their thinking must be different, and I think his words get to the essence of the problem. Writers see problems differently from us ordinary people, otherwise what would happen?

Can you write something profound?"

Luneng looked at me in surprise, and this time he looked squarely at me, "Do you really think so?"

I smiled and said: "Of course. Each of us has our own code of conduct, that is to say, each of us has free thoughts, and others should not interfere with others' freedom of thought. Comrade writer,

Your profession is a writer, so you must be free to think about problems. The more unrestricted you are, the more you can let your thoughts run wild, the better. This is the freedom you need. I am a politician, and I must follow the rules of a politician.

Some principles and philosophies of doing things, including flattering people, flattering, etc., are also necessary skills for our profession, or it can be said to be a kind of freedom we need. Therefore, the meaning of freedom should be very broad, and it applies to everyone

The standards are also different. But mutual respect for each other's freedom is the most important thing. Comrade writer, do you think so?"

He immediately picked up the wine glass and said, "Mayor Feng, you are absolutely right. Now it seems that it is indeed my fault. We literati have such a temper. We are often arrogant and think we are great. Mayor Feng, now you are like

There aren’t many leaders like you. You are so open-minded and can understand freedom from this perspective. That’s great, I’d like to propose a toast to you on Summer Solstice.”

I immediately felt that this person was very cute. In fact, it is true that the writers may sometimes have a weird temper, but many of them should be very pure in heart. I immediately picked up the wine glass and touched it with him, and then

Drink.

Zhong Feng suddenly looked very happy, but she said with a smile: "You also said that others like flattery, wasn't what you just said just flattery?"

Luneng, no, I felt it. He liked his pen name more than his real name. Xia Zhi immediately said seriously: "I'm not flattering, it's the truth."

I smiled and said: "So it's still the same question. Everything is relative. Sometimes flattery is actually the truth, but because the people who listen to those words are different, the understanding is different. For example, in my case

In my work, sometimes it is the leader who does something very well, so I will praise him a few words in front of him, but if the people hear it, they will definitely think that it is me.

Flattering the leader in a disgusting manner. In fact, it is not necessarily the leader who is like this, but most of us like to listen to flattery from others. This is not surprising. Because flattery represents a kind of recognition by others, and thus also

It satisfies a person's inner sense of satisfaction, and from a psychological point of view, this is also a very normal thing."

Xia Zhi seemed to be even happier. He raised his glass to me again, "Mayor Feng, what you said is so good. I didn't expect you to have such a level at such a young age. To be honest, I just saw you for the first time.

When I was there, I was thinking: I don’t know which official’s son this person is. Now it seems that you are a person with real talents and learning. Come on, I’ll toast you again. I hope I can have the opportunity to talk to you more in the future.

, this may also be helpful to my writing.”

I smiled slightly at him, "Okay. But it's not that I can help you, but that we can both learn from each other. Maybe I can provide you with some writing materials, but you may be able to help me learn not to

There are few wise things. So, if there is a chance, let’s learn from each other.”

He was immediately overjoyed and said, "I also like to hear what you said."

I thought he was getting cuter and cuter, and I couldn't help but laugh. Then I asked him: "I heard that you were in college before? What happened next? You resigned?"

He replied: "I used to be a teacher at Jiangnan Agricultural University. At the beginning, I published some short stories or poems in newspapers and magazines, and gradually became famous. Later I found that I really didn't like it.

The major I teach, I feel that spending so much time on my major is really a waste of time, and then I start to consider resigning. But my wife objects to it, what should I do? So I have to be patient and stay in the university.

But no one could understand my pain... Hey! Later I thought that it was unrealistic to resign and devote myself to writing, so I thought of making money. But I didn't make any money.

What should I do with my money skills? Then I thought of a way: use all the money at home to speculate in stocks. Of course, I did it behind my wife’s back. But in the end, I failed miserably, and I wasted the little savings I had at home.

There was not much left. My wife also divorced me in anger. At that time, I was also confused, so I simply resigned. My idea at the time was very simple: anyway, I have nothing now, so what else can I do?

I might as well just calm down and write my own novel. Not to mention, my first book was published soon, and the sales were pretty good. Later, I became a member of our Jiangnan Province Writers Association. Later, my works

It was made into a movie and TV series. Once, the leader of the Writers Association invited me to have dinner at Nanyuan Restaurant. That was the day I met Xiao Zhong. I didn’t know where we started chatting at that time. Anyway, we ended up talking about the restaurant.

A unique thing. It happened that I wrote about the most beautiful restaurant scene in my heart in a previous work, so I discussed this matter with her. Haha! This is how this restaurant came into being."

I couldn't help but admire him and said: "You are amazing. It is really not easy for a person to quit his job to do something he likes and be successful. Many people can only think about it at most, but if you really want to

But it’s not easy to do that.”

He said proudly: "Of course. When my wife and I divorced, many people in the school looked at me with sympathy or contempt. Later, when I resigned, they felt that I was at the end of my rope.

In fact, they didn't know that although I had no choice but to resign, the joyful feeling I felt after resigning was difficult for ordinary people to feel. That feeling...how should I put it? Yes, that's right.

A feeling of freedom from soul to body. It was precisely because I had that feeling that my passion for creation was inspired, and a wonderful and profound novel was born. Haha! Mayor Feng, you

I don’t know, when I went back to read my first book recently, I couldn’t believe that I wrote it myself! It was so well written!”

I immediately laughed again.

While Xia Zhi and I were talking just now, Zhong Feng and Tong Yao were listening with great interest. At this time, they both laughed together with me. (To be continued)


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