"The Mao Dun Literary Award should not be awarded," another colleague said, "How can our company afford a Mao Dun Literary Award writer? What price should we pay for a writer of this caliber to write this?"

"Yeah, it's impossible for someone to lower their dignity and write this."

A mysterious smile appeared on Huang Da's face, he raised his phone and said, "Then how do you explain this, huh?"

Colleagues were silent.

Huang Da put down his mobile phone and said: "So I said before that this script writer is the core asset of our company. Damn it, those who know it are speech therapists having a meeting, but those who don't know it, they thought it was a literary symposium!"

A colleague said: "Yeah, I never thought our group could have such a literary and artistic atmosphere."

"Elegant. So elegant."

"Elegance doesn't matter," Huang Da said. "The key is that he uses these very elegant things, and they really work. And have you noticed? He is not a team, he is a person."

A colleague asked: "How do you say this?"

Huang Da took a sip of water: "We all guessed before that this scriptwriter is probably a team, one person is responsible for the creative core, and the others are responsible for writing. Today, I read what he said, explaining everything in simple terms, from inspiration to framework to specific writing style.

.There was no team from the beginning, it was just him!"

Another colleague asked: "What's wrong with a person?"

Huang Da looked worried and said: "It's okay if it's a team, but it's very troublesome if it's one person. If one or two people leave the team, it won't delay the work, but if such a key role is suspended one day...

…”

The colleague was excited and said: "Yes, but isn't this the purpose of the boss asking him to give lectures?"

Huang Da glanced at him and asked: "Then you learned it after listening to the class?"

"No." The colleague shook his head decisively.

A few people were playing skewers and chatting. As they were talking, the rhythmic sound of thick-soled high heels hitting the ground suddenly came from behind Huang Da.

In the noisy backstreet night market, the voice was so clear and familiar that it immediately made him break into a cold sweat.

"Hey, where's the dinner party? You guys worked hard."

Huang Da turned around and saw a slim woman walking towards them. He immediately stood up obediently, and all other colleagues also stood up, bowed their heads and said hello:

"Manager Ye."

The woman stood still and glanced around the crowd playfully. Then she moved a stool very naturally and sat down among the male colleagues. The colleagues who were originally in a relaxed state straightened their backs one after another, as if being caught by a cheetah.

Targeted rabbit.

The woman wears shoulder-length short hair, her ears are hidden behind her hair, her nose is narrow, her cheekbones are slightly convex, her eyebrows are very straight, and her mouth is pursed into a straight "one". These characteristics all imply that she has a harsh character. But exclude

From a subjective impression, her face can basically be regarded as a beauty.

She was wearing a white women's suit jacket. Because it was a little hot now, she took off her jacket and put it on the back of the chair, revealing the lake blue cotton silk sleeveless shirt underneath, which stood high on her chest. She wore a pair of the same style as the suit on her lower body.

A hip-hugging skirt. She has a pair of very strong thighs, and you can tell from one glance that she wears high heels for a long time.

Ye Lan, currently the manager of Wen Ai Company, is also Zuo Ziliang's partner, and his shareholding ratio is only lower than that of Zuo Ziliang.

She put her hands on the table and a mysterious smile appeared on her face: "What were you talking about just now? How about you tell me too?"

…

In the small group of Wenyan speech therapists, after Wang Zixu finished his lecture, the group members were silent for a while.

After a while, someone started to speak.

Sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan: [Do you... understand? 】

Innocence Poet: [I understand.]

Sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan: [What did you understand? Can you tell me about it?]

Innocence Poet: [I understand. If he is not pretending, then he is really super knowledgeable and I can’t learn from him. This is what I understand.]

Sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan: [Do you understand this? 】

Innocence Poet:【What else?】

Sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan: […Okay, I feel relieved knowing that I’m not the only one who doesn’t understand.]

Innocence Poet: [I want him to speak for two more hours.]

Sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan: [You will understand if I talk for two more hours? 】

Innocence Poet: [I can’t. But it sounds very touching.]

Wang Zixu was generally satisfied with his performance. However, the 40 minutes was too short and he still had many thoughts that he had not had time to express.

He felt that a very magical thing had happened to him - in normal life, Wang Zixu was submissive and found it difficult to even speak a complete sentence, but when facing the entire group of listeners (there were more than 500 people in the group),

His thinking suddenly became fluent and his logic was clear.

He thinks this may be related to the fact that he participated in debates in the debate team in college. When facing an unspecified majority of people, he will be full of excitement and desire to express himself.

This desire for expression later became an opportunity for him to pursue his career in literature.

After the lecture, Zuo Ziliang turned off all mutes, and the group became lively. The speech therapists all lamented that they didn't expect the little prince to think so much when writing the script. Wang Zixu's mood became better again.

However, not many people asked questions during the question and answer session, because everyone generally reported that they did not understand and needed some time to digest. The first lecture ended successfully.

Wang Zixu closed the computer and came to the door of the bedroom. Just now it was the first level to be passed today, and now it is the last level to be passed today.

A short video of canned laughter came from the door. He knocked on the door and the sound immediately disappeared. His wife replied to him with silence.

Wang Zixu cleared his throat and said: "As for me, I really don't want to hide it from you, but I really can't reveal to others where I wrote it. As the old saying goes, a secret makes a thing a success, and a word makes it a failure. Do you want to

Your husband finally found a job, but it was targeted by others, and others came to snatch it. Why did he cause trouble? By the way, I made a small profit from the royalties last month, but I always forgot to transfer it to you. You accept it.

one time."

After that, he opened his mobile phone with ease and transferred a thousand yuan to his wife.

After 30 seconds, the bedroom door opened. Wang Zixu walked into the house with his head held high.

He used to always hope to reason with his wife and make him and her into the ideal person, just like he did when he was writing the script. However, this method works well in Wenyan App, but not in real life.

Easy to use.

Now, he would rather use more efficient methods to solve problems in life. And the most effective way to persuade people in this world is to lure them with benefits and force them with force.
Chapter completed!