Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief and raised the corner of his mouth: "Actually, I don't care about the bonus. I just want to ask about the process of the poetry meeting. Don't get me wrong."

Li Yan's face turned red for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I didn't misunderstand."

Everyone here thought that Su Hao came to participate just to show off his talents.

And only she knew that Su Hao came here for money.

This can be regarded as a little secret between the two of them.

After a while, a staff member came to register. Su Hao acted very calmly, signed his name and card number in a dignified manner, and even politely thanked the staff member.

…

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the poetry meeting was over.

There were three rounds of poetry competition. In the second round, Su Hao stopped writing.

Because Li Yan said that the bonuses cannot be stacked, the maximum she can get is 30,000.

Then what nonsense did he write?

But his style makes people appreciate it even more.

After winning the first round, instead of being aggressive, he took a step back to leave more opportunities for others to perform.

This is a true gentleman.

The poetry meeting is over.

Everyone complimented each other for a while, and then left the stage one after another.

Su Hao naturally also received a lot of compliments.

Even Wei Guowen, chairman of the Writers Association, asked him for his contact information.

After being polite, no one came over. Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief and continued waiting at the door for Li Yan who was going to the bathroom.

"Su Hao."

Suddenly, a female voice came.
Chapter completed!