Gou Yingbiao said: "How to say?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "If he gets married, create some gossip, put more pressure on him, and make him work overtime. Arrange for female colleagues to work overtime with him. Pretend to inadvertently leak it to his wife. Within a week,

His family is in turmoil;

"If her wife is restless, then invite her to play cards. Let her win some money in the first two days, and then let her spit it out with the profits. Then teach her to play stocks and trade stocks vigorously. Even if the relationship between the couple does not break up, it will be enough for him.

It’s not impossible to have a headache, or to have your family destroyed;

"If his wife wants to live in poverty and live happily without caring about honor or loss, I will be my host. You can bring your work unit to my place. I will drive my car over and park a Mercedes, BMW and Audi in a row. I will also ask a few handsome men to take care of her and play cards with her.

He helps her fish and barbecue, string dice and eat at banquets, and fend off her drinks. In the evening, she pops champagne at a bonfire dance to have a fun day. When paying the bill, she flashes the bill and refuses to pay a penny. Even if her wife is the reincarnation of Tao Yuanming, she will still be mentally unbalanced and restless.

;

"If he is not married, you should introduce him to a partner. Don't introduce him to the kind of girl who has missing arms and legs and looks suspicious. You should introduce him to the kind of girl who asks for a lot of money and pays back the money on the spot. The most important thing is

If he wants to be beautiful, his mind will be destroyed and his whole body will be in pieces. From now on, he will not dare to say a word in the workplace, and he will not even bother to write;

"Don't worry about not finding resources. I have a lot of girls like this here! They are all the young ladies in Wuling who are fighting for their first red silk thread. They are worthless even if they make money every day. You package them as

A diamond king in the system, Laowu, introduced me to me. As long as he got on the line, he was guaranteed to get hyperthyroidism within half a month.

"Gouju, you are too kind-hearted to trouble others. You are my boss and I have money. How can it be difficult to bring down a clerk? How can you make people angry? If you want me to say that you are such a grudge, hurry up.

Please stay the night, otherwise I will be heartbroken."

At this point, Shen Qingfeng had actually let it slip. The fact that Gou Yingbiao was slapped on the table by Wang Zi in the bureau had already spread to everyone in Xihe. Shen Qingfeng had been pretending not to know. But Gou Yingbiao was fascinated by what he heard and was unconscious.

At this point, he asked:

"Mr. Shen, these are all clever moves, clever moves, and unique moves, but they can only be used for a short time, and they may not be able to bring him down, right?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "Isn't it enough to support him for a while? Let me ask you what does Wang Zixu rely on? Isn't it just that the big boss favors him? But you see he is not a relative of the big boss, so why should the big boss favor him? Isn't it just because he has some favors?

Is he a little talented? If he succeeds at the Xihe Cultural Conference this time, won’t the big leaders value him more? How can you suppress him in the workplace in the future? "

The goosebumps on Gou Yingbiao's body first crawled from his arms to his neck, and then his back became numb and itchy. A layer of cold air and a layer of hot air overlapped and rushed from the tailbone to the forehead.

Yes, why didn't he think of it before? What if this essay competition made Wang Zixun stand out? If what he wrote was shortlisted at the Xihe Essay Conference or even won some small prize, wouldn't it show that he has no vision?

Already?

Gou Yingbiao said: "Mr. Shen, I remembered that he just took a long leave from me recently. Counting the days, doesn't the day he comes back to work happen to be the day of the Xihe Literary Conference?"

Shen Qingfeng slapped his thigh: "Isn't that right? He must want to retreat into writing and plan to go all out to prepare an article. Fortunately, he will shine at the literary conference. Maybe Director Mei even gave him a task to get a ranking. .This is a critical period, you must seize it!"

Cold sweat broke out on Gou Yingbiao's forehead: "Mr. Shen, let me tell you the truth. To be honest, this prince is not suffering from ringworm and scabies, but a serious problem on my mind. Recently, he has been making it difficult for me to sleep and eat. An. If he excels at the Xihe Cultural Conference, it will be very difficult for me."

Shen Qingfeng smiled: "It's okay, Brother Biao, just come to me. If you open your mouth, I can't help you with big things. I can't handle a clerk?"

Gou Yingbiao said: "According to what you just said. He is married, so let's start with the person next to him. It has made him restless recently. He made a fuss every day for three days and a big fuss for five days. He was asked to write every word. If you don’t come out, it’s better to stop your activities during the Xihe Literary Meeting and disappear from the crowd.”

Shen Qingfeng said: "Yes, if he can't produce any works, won't he naturally slump? Then you can use this to criticize him, saying that he has withdrawn from the literary world in despair and never had the courage to write again. And All you need to do is give me a phone number and you don’t have to worry about anything else.”

Gou Yingbiao said: "We have to fill in personal matters every year, and the family column is required. I asked Hu Xiaoping, our political worker, and she must have the contact information."

The two hit it off immediately. Lin Feng was outside the house, trembling all over after hearing this, and cold sweat broke out from his back. It was a hot day, but his body felt chilly. The human heart is so evil.

In the past, he was quite insensitive and thought that Shen Qingfeng's targeting of him was just about the problem and not the person. Although they were tit-for-tat on the surface, they could at least maintain the relationship between Guo Moruo and Lu Xun in private.

Unexpectedly, he would resort to all means to get here. Not only did he want to destroy people in the literary world, but he also wanted to destroy the other person's life.

If he hadn't had a certain status in the literary world and had Teacher Li Tingfang to take care of him, would he have taken action against him? If he had been treated like this, would he have been able to survive? It's simply horrifying to think about it.

He held the phone tightly, intending to keep the evidence and report it to Wang Zixu and his wife immediately, so as not to fall into Shen Qingfeng's scheme.

Suddenly he remembered that on TV, eavesdropping would always be exposed when the phone suddenly buzzed. He broke out in a cold sweat and urgently raised the phone to adjust the volume. However, the screen remained black and motionless. When he looked carefully, he realized that the battery was dead. .

The phone in the room was dialed. Gou Yingbiao said to the phone: "Xiao Hu, let me ask you something. Do you have the contact information of Wang Zixu's family?"

On the phone, Hu Xiaoping said: "What's going on?"

Gou Yingbiao said: "Didn't he take 20 days of leave recently? There is something I want to ask him about in the unit. If I can't contact him, I want to call his wife to ask."

Shen Qingfeng quietly gave him a thumbs up from the side.

On the phone, Hu Xiaoping said: "Oh, that's a coincidence. He didn't mention his wife in his personal affairs."

Gou Yingbiao was stunned: "Why?"

"I just filled it out not long ago. I also asked him. He said that he and his wife had a wedding first and didn't get a certificate. They pretended to be married to the outside world. In fact, they didn't get a marriage certificate, so they didn't write him down in the personal matters.

Wife’s name.”

Gou Yingbiao was filled with doubts when he heard this: "Isn't that just like ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"No, many young people are like this now. Their parents are urging them, but they are not mentally prepared. I have a relative who also didn't get the certificate. It's not surprising."

Gou Yingbiao and Shen Qingfeng looked at each other, turned around and asked, "No one knows which company his wife belongs to? Has no one in our company attended his wedding?"

"No, the work style and discipline are so strict now that I don't even invite my colleagues to do things at home. I still have a bunch of money that I haven't received back. But on the day of his wedding, he went to work to distribute wedding candies and gave each person a souvenir. That cup

I still use it to this day.”

Gou Yingbiao thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He then asked on the phone: "Are there any other members of his family?"

"No, he just has a father. His father doesn't live with him. If you call his father's phone number, you probably won't be able to contact him."

"All right."

A beam of light shone, and Lin Feng turned around and saw a security guard looking towards him with a flashlight. He ducked and quickly passed through the bushes. The security guard was startled, and then he chased after him.

But the flower bed path was winding and winding, and I couldn’t keep up.

After Lin Feng made sure no one was following him, he got into his car and gasped for air. He plugged in his cell phone with trembling hands, then reversed the car and drove away without even returning the deposit.

When he got downstairs, his phone was finally charged. He looked through the recording records and found that before the phone ran out of power, he had only recorded the segment of Gou Ying Biao's poetry recitation performance. He slapped the steering wheel in anger.

He turned up the air conditioner, and the heat in his heart finally subsided a little, and then he started dialing Wang Zixu's number. After dialing twice, the call was finally connected.

"Brother Zixu, let me tell you something..."

As soon as the call was connected, he told Wang Zixu everything he had just heard.

After listening to this, Wang Zixu felt quite calm.

"These people are simply sinister and vicious."

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed: "Who says it's not the case? Before, I was thinking about whether this problem could be solved peacefully through communication, but now they are starting to deal with you indiscriminately. We can no longer be ostriches and pretend not to know.

"Right now, Shen Qingfeng is just a vice president. If Shen Qingfeng becomes the president of the literary association, he can use this position to leverage more resources. I'm afraid our situation will be even more difficult by then. Either we won't hang out in Xihe, or we will give up writing.

.

"We must fight against them. Damn it, even if we lose, we still have to charge with dignity!"

Lin Feng was impassioned, but Wang Zixu on the other end of the phone looked very calm:

"The Xihe Cultural Association has such great influence, can it decide who will be the president?"

Lin Feng said: "The cultural conference is an event endorsed by the big leaders in person. Not only will the Xihe literary circle come out in full force, but also some famous writers from all over the country will be contacted to attend the conference. If Lin Luo wins, the big leaders will personally present the awards and not let

It is unreasonable for him to be promoted to Vice Chairman. Once he is promoted to Vice Chairman, the next president will definitely be Shen Qingfeng."

Wang Zixu said: "Then don't let him take the first place."

Lin Feng smiled: "Brother, this is a good idea, but don't underestimate Lin Luo..."

Wang Zixu said: "No matter how strong he is, he won't be able to take the first place this time. I will participate."

Lin Feng was choked, but he felt that confidence was a good thing, so he said nothing more and only gave a thumbs up that Wang Zixu could not see.

"By the way, I heard them say that you didn't hold a wedding with your wife?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zixu said lightly: "Yes. My wife's grandmother was seriously ill and she wanted to see her in a wedding dress before she left. My wife was raised by her grandmother and we have a deep relationship, so I told her

The wedding was held in a hurry."

Lin Feng frowned: "Then why didn't you get the certificate for so long?"

Wang Zixu smiled bitterly: "I was poor and frustrated at the time, and I still had a mortgage. My wife said that if it wasn't for my grandma's affairs, it wouldn't be me. She was afraid that if she blew it, there would be a record of divorce. After all, this has a greater impact on women.

, so I never got the certificate from me.”

"..."

Lin Feng found it difficult to comment, but he chose not to comment on other people's family affairs.

Wang Zixu's voice became gentle: "We have started preparing for pregnancy recently, and I plan to talk to her about getting the certificate after a while. We have lived together for so many years, and we have long regarded each other as the only ones. Maybe she will soon

I forgot about the marriage certificate."

Lin Feng said: "I wish you and your wife to be harmonious and beautiful, and to have a fat and white child as soon as possible."

"Thanks."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zixu closed his eyes and took a long breath.

Wang Zixu was forced to a dead end again.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword force each other.
To be continued...