"About publishing," said Ning Chunyan, "I know a connection and may play a huge role."

Lu Qingxuan said: "Actually, I know one, and I am preparing to introduce it to Brother Zixu."

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other, and the character was about to emerge.

Wang Zixu looked left and right, and after hesitating for two seconds, he said carefully: "Actually, I know one too."

"We know each other, can't they be the same person?" Ning Chunyan smiled.

After saying that, she shook her head again and denied herself: "No, you probably won't know Duan Xiaosang..."

"I know."

"Duan Xiaosang is already free from wealth, free and unrestrained, and it is difficult to get in touch with without connections...so how could you know each other!?"

Ning Chunyan seemed to have realized what Wang Zixu said in the middle of speaking, and hit the table with both fists:

"Do you really know Duan Xiaosang?"

"right."

"Do you have her contact information?"

"……Um."

Ning Chunyan leaned back on tactical action: "You and Xiao Mengyin suddenly became familiar with you. I didn't even say anything about you. Why do you even know Duan Xiaosang?"

Wang Zixu seemed to be honest and answered: "In fact, it's just acknowledge, not familiar with it."

Ning Chunyan narrowed her eyes: "I understand, it was Xiao Mengyin who recommended you, right?"

"almost."

In fact, it was recommended by An Younan. But the gender is similar, so it is not considered a lie.

Ning Chunyan sighed:

"I thought that if I could be able to descend from the sky, I took out this reserve connection to save you Yu Shuihuo. I didn't expect that helping you would become a competition to go to work. It seems that Wang Zixu has grown up and no longer needs my protection."

Wang Zixu said: "I think that with our relationship, we have long surpassed the low-level level of friendship between interests and have jumped to the stage of chivalrous and suppleness. What's more, from a historical perspective, when did you protect me?"

Ning Chunyan slapped the table: "It is natural not to pay back, but one code is the same. Why didn't I protect you when I was in Xihe before? Judging from our relationship, we have entered the stage of forgetting things for the nobles, which makes me so sad!"

Wang Zixu said: "I have never forgotten, I can't forget you. I mean, that's not called protection. Everyone helps each other, unites and loves each other, and grows together."

Ning Chunyan said: "I agree, but your growth rate is a bit scary. I don't even know your wife's name, but you even know my mortal best friend!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from Ning Chunyan.

Chen Qingluo's goblet was overturned due to unknown reasons, and the liquid inside shot out like a soccer shot, hitting Wang Zixu directly on the opposite side.

Then, he drank it all in one go by his pants.

Ning Chunyan exclaimed: "Qingluo, what are you doing? It's not yet reached the toast stage!"

"Ahem," Chen Qingluo cleared her throat calmly, "Sorry."

“…”

Wang Zixu looked down at the shirt that was poisoned by lemon water, and then looked at Miss Luo, who was expressionless, and was speechless for a moment.

From her face, it was impossible to tell whether she was intentional or accidentally.

However, thanks to this accident, Wang Zixu was relieved from Ning Chunyan's gravity. The people on the table helped to get toilet paper.

After the water was dried, Ning Chunyan suddenly found a blind spot and asked, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Chen Qingluo said quietly: "I was bitten by his door."

Wang Zixu said: "I was bitten by the door. No. I was hit by the door. I bit myself after I hit it."

Ning Chunyan showed sympathy: "You are also in trouble. Chacha if it was Mercury retrograde recently."

"I don't believe in zodiac signs. If it is Mercury retrograde, my Mercury retrograde should have lasted for more than ten years and improved intermittently."

When the dishes are served, they eat it. There are many Turkish restaurants in the East China Sea, and there are two brushes to open. Anatolian lamb chops are sizzling, and the cumin is fragrant with the smoky smell of fruit wood like a spice bomb, and the tempting aroma is bursting out, attracting greed.

In the warm atmosphere, Ning Chunyan delivered an important speech, saying that this was our last dinner before the Chinese New Year.

Only then did Wang Zixu realize that the Chinese New Year was coming soon.

“When will it take a holiday?”

Ning Chunyan said: "You won't even remember the Spring Festival at any time, right? Next Saturday."

After she finished speaking, she said, "The task next week is mainly to organize the manuscripts so that there will be no homework for holidays. Xiao Lu and Xiao Diao can both go home early. Wang Zixu, are you going back to Xihe?"

Wang Zixu said I'm back. Although the old comrade Wang Jianguo was alone, he had a sense of ritual in the New Year. But it's enough to get home on the first day of the first day of the New Year.

Ning Chunyan said: "Then go home on New Year's Eve. Anyway, you have a car, and the Xihe River is close."

Then she asked Chen Qingluo: "What about you, Qingluo, are you going back to Xihe this year?"

"It depends on whether my parents plan to let me go and whether they want to go home to visit relatives and friends."

When Ning Chunyan heard this, she knew what she meant, and she also felt depressed and said:

"When I was a child, I liked the New Year the most. When I grew up, I became less and less likely to celebrate the New Year. Every year when I went home, I either asked about my work, income, or urged my marriage, which caused great pressure."

Chen Qingluo sneered: "Haha, you are only over twenty years old, and urging you to get married is just a talk. You have never seen the real urging you to get married."

Ning Chunyan said: "I have to be forced to socialize with a group of unfamiliar people. I don't know what to say, so I can only laugh and sit there and eat. After the Chinese New Year, I gained 10 kilograms."

Chen Qingluo said: "My relatives are particularly concerned about my income. I answered honestly in the early years, but I found that they were actually not happy."

Ning Chunyan said: "Some children from relatives are also naughty. Every time they come, they have to make a big fuss. They are bouncing on my bed, and they have to help take care of their children. They have to get tired and broken their waists when they clean up the house."

Chen Qingluo said: "Later, I deliberately lowered my income, so they were happy, but they began to care about me again, and insisted that I add some small bosses and senior executives on WeChat, saying that I could live a stable life after marriage."

The two of them were not on the same channel at all, but they were inexplicably involved in the relationship. Even Lu Qingxuan and Diao Yiwen felt sad.

It is difficult for Wang Zixu to join this topic. The New Year was quite lively when he was a child. Since his mother left, the family was deserted every New Year.

Comrade Wang Jianguo took him to his elders' house for a big drink on New Year's Eve. After drinking, he covered his head and went to bed. He didn't have to do anything on the first day of the New Year.

Wang Zixu was left alone at home. He was not only taking care of him, but also watching him, but not dying. He was reading books. His aunt was kind-hearted and would send some dumplings over, so he served as a meal.

After dinner, everyone said they were happy. Ning Chunyan used public funds to settle the accounts. After buying the order, she pulled Wang Zixu aside alone and whispered:

"Prince Xu, I have seen through it recently. Literary poverty is a stereotype. If intellectuals don't support them with money, they won't be respected by others. Look at how old Shen Qingfeng is, because I want to run a magazine and lack money, I have set my mind on me. Don't compromise too much with the publishing house in order to make an effort. If you can make money, you still have to make a little."

Wang Zixu said: "I know. You have to believe in my ability to make money. Don't forget who is behind the scenes when starting our club."

Ning Chunyan laughed and reached out and punched him: "Stop showing off, what's wrong with you? I don't say it, but remember your hero's great achievements in saving beauty."

Wang Zixu's car was still parked in the parking lot near Wenhuihui, so he had to walk back. He said goodbye to everyone and went on the street, but he found out that he was on the same road with Chen Qingluo.

On the way we came, the two chatted happily and completely forgot what time tonight, as if time had changed. When we returned to high school, you were not a well-known author, and I was not married yet, simple and without a background story.

On the way back, Wang Zixu was speechless, and he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know where to move his hands and feet.

The main reason is that everyone talked too much and was too realistic at the meal just now, and he pulled him back to the ground from the sky of his thoughts.

Wang Zixu is neither a rich little boss nor a famous young writer, and he is not even as good as the person introduced by Chen Qingluo's relatives.

The topic of urging her to get married during the meal, if it was a competition to start a job, he was not qualified to submit a resume at all. However, his inferiority complex still arose from irrelevant places and was also filled with three points of loss.

Chen Qingluo didn't speak, and she spoke only when she reached the intersection where she had to be separated:

"I didn't mean it."

"Ah? What?...oh, did you say that you were knocking over the cup? It's okay."

The water stains on Wang Zixu's pants were almost dry. Chen Qingluo's apology was a waste of time, but instead there was a smell of overwhelming overwhelming.

But if it wasn't intentional, he wouldn't be surprised. He was Mercury retrograde.

Chen Qingluo nodded and said, "Luckily it's not boiling water."

"Luckily it's not boiling water." Wang Zixu became a repeater again.

"Are you driving home?"

"Well, are you too?"

"Um."

After saying that, Wang Zixu was silent for a few seconds, and he could not take out the topic to keep her, so he had to wave his hand gently.

"Hey." Chen Qingluo called him behind him again.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zixu turned around.

"I'm protecting you today, right?"

"Of course." Wang Zixu said.

Chen Qingluo waved his hand: "By bye."

After saying that, she turned around and walked down the entrance of the basement, and disappeared.

Wang Zixu went to find his car.

Until he sat in the car and put on his seat belt, his heart was beating wildly, as if he was about to jump out of his throat.
To be continued...