So red that everything is black

Chapter 82 Big Red (22)

The New Year is approaching, and the New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Many people began to visit relatives and friends and buy new year's goods.

Wenyuan Pavilion also sent New Year gifts to all platinum writers and great writers.

In Manshan Xiangshu, Aunt Zhao, who was cleaning the house, received a courier and shouted upstairs: "Miss Wen, a big box has arrived."

Wen Xinlan didn't remember what she bought online, so she walked in and opened it. It turned out to be an official New Year gift box from Wenyuan Pavilion.

What I saw in the box was a pair of Spring Festival couplets, a few co-branded dolls, and a stack of bookmark cards.

Although there are not as many tricks as Meng Lei, only Wenyuan Pavilion in the industry can see so many joint signatures of writers in one box.

Wen Xinlan took out the Spring Festival couplets and placed them in the hall, then took the remaining things and put them in the storage room.

When I went upstairs, the CC group of Wencheng Writers Alliance rang, and a group file was sent, which was a notice about a charity gala to express condolences to people in need.

Well-known local writers all replied "received".

When Wen Xinlan was debating whether to reply, Vice Chairman Xi Yan personally called her and invited her to attend the charity dinner.He also said that this was a reserved project of the Wencheng Writers Alliance and asked her to participate as much as possible. Every year, local writers would take this opportunity to get together.

The vice chairman was too embarrassed to refuse, so Wen Xinlan quickly agreed.

Fortunately, Wencheng's charity dinner is more down-to-earth and simple, so you don't have to dress up deliberately.

Wen Xinlan only wore her usual clothes and went to the meeting.

At the entrance of the venue, Xiyan was welcoming and sending people off. When she saw Wen Xinlan coming, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her: "Teacher Guifu is here! Please come inside!"

"Thank you!"

In the past, it was another male vice-chairman who had more contact with Wen Xinlan. Perhaps he deliberately avoided suspicion because of certain news. This time, it was replaced by a female vice-chairman, Xi Yan, who had more contact with Wen Xinlan.

Today's charity dinner of the Literary and Commercial Association was attended by not only well-known local writers, but also some well-known local entrepreneurs and representatives in the fields of calligraphy, painting and other arts.

Xiyan took Wen Xinlan to get to know many bosses of large local companies, calligraphy and painting professors, and some staff of the Women and Children's Protection Association.

Thanks to Wenwen mineral water, people outside the writer's circle also recognized Wen Xinlan and cast friendly glances at her.

When he walked in front of several private entrepreneurs, a wealthy male businessman took the initiative to shake hands.

Xi Yan introduced: "This is the boss Gao of Shengju, a famous Wendong cuisine restaurant."

It turns out to be a boss who knows how to live happily!

Wen Xinlan shook his hand back excitedly, "Hello, Boss Gao! I really like to eat your food, but it's a pity that there is always a long queue every time I go."

Gao Shun handed over a business card, "This is my contact information. If you have anything to do in the future, call me and I will add a number for you. No need to queue up."

"Thank you so much!"

Later, Xiyan took Wen Xinlan to the Writers Alliance table to have some emotional contact with local writers.

Other writers raised glasses to congratulate Wen Xinlan for being on the rich list this year.

Wen Xinlan stood up and thanked everyone one by one.

In the end, Wen Xinlan donated thousands of peanut oil, flour, rice and other condolence packages, and went home before ten o'clock.

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A few days later, a new batch of imported seed bulbs arrived in Lan Xinxin's store. The shop owner and his wife personally delivered them to Wen Xinlan's door. They also brought some dried fruits and tea to visit Wen Xinlan, the spokesperson and major customer.

Wen Xinlan returned the gift, but Lan Xinxin and his wife refused to accept it and trotted away with the door closed.

As the Spring Festival approaches, gardening workers have gone home early to celebrate the New Year.

However, these bulbs require low-temperature vernalization and must be planted now to ensure normal blooming in April.

Wen Xinlan didn't want to trouble the gardening workers, so she simply did it herself, had enough food and clothing, and walked out of the house with hundreds of plastic baskets filled with bulbs.

It's a little cold in the yard, but not too cold.

Wen Xinlan was too lazy to change into her down jacket, so she put on an apron over her home clothes, picked up the shovel, and got ready to start work.

In the winter in the north, the soil is frozen.Wen Xinlan had never planted the soil before, so when she shoveled down the soil, she didn't stir up much soil. Instead, it all bounced onto herself.

She helplessly brushed away the dust, and when she looked up, she found a Beijing Mercedes-Benz with tail number 777 parked at the door next door.

Very familiar license plate number.

As soon as a figure appeared in Wen Xinlan's mind, she saw that person walking out of the neighbor Yu Shanfeng's house. Behind him was a male secretary whom he had never seen before.

Just listen to Wei Qingkuan say: "Stay! Stay!"

Yu Shanfeng and Mrs. Yu walked outside the door together, "Mr. Wei, go slowly! Have a nice trip!"

Wei Qingkuan: "Mr. Yu, you and your wife should go back to the house quickly! It's cold outside!"

"well!"

Just as Wei Qingkuan and his secretary turned to leave and were about to get in the car, they inadvertently looked at each other.

At this moment, Wen Xinlan was wearing plush home clothes and holding a shovel in her hand, showing no image at all.

The scene was once extremely embarrassing.

The male secretary took the lead and pointed out: "Isn't that Teacher Guifu?"

Yu Shanfeng nodded: "Yes, that's my neighbor Xiaowen, a great writer."

Wei Qingkuan smiled brightly: "Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu, please go back to the house quickly! We'll excuse you now! Teacher Guifu is a good friend of mine. I'll go over and say hello."

"Okay, let's talk. See you, Mr. Wei!"

"goodbye!"

Yu Shanfeng and his wife closed the door and returned to their room.

Wei Qingkuan asked the male secretary in a low voice: "Do you still have the souvenirs?"

The secretary replied: "No, not tomorrow."

Wei Qingkuan stopped his secretary and motioned him to go back to the car and wait.

The secretary nodded and got into the car.

Wei Qingkuan walked to Wen Xinlan's garden alone.

Wen Xinlan hurriedly opened the gate, took off her gloves, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Wei, why are you here in Wencheng?"

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I came to Wencheng to visit some clients and friends." Wei Qingkuan looked back at Yu Shanfeng's villa, "I didn't expect you and Yu to be neighbors."

"Yes, Mr. Yu and I are neighbors." Wen Xinlan added purely politely, "Mr. Wei, if you don't mind, please come in and have a cup of hot tea!"

"convenient?"

"It's convenient. I live alone and there's no one else at home."

"Excuse me." Wei Qingkuan stepped into the garden.

Wen Xinlan led the way and quickly patted the soil on her body, "I'm so sorry. I just got dirty from farming and you made a joke."

Wei Qingkuan followed her into the room and smiled slightly, "No, Teacher Guifu looks very cute at home."

"It's a bit messy at home. You can sit wherever you like."

With that said, Wen Xinlan went to the tea rack and selected the new product Su Le had just sent to try. She quickly made a cup of coffee and brought it to him, "This is a new product sent by a friend of mine. It has not been released in batches yet. , you taste it first.”

"Thank you." Wei Qing took a sip and raised his eyebrows, "Well, it's not bad. It's rare that the taste of brewed food can match the quality of freshly brewed food."

"I wonder how Mr. Wei arranged his schedule? When you are done, I will do my best as a landlord and take Mr. Wei around Wencheng."

Wei Qingkuan put down his coffee cup and said, "Well, I'm done with my official duties. I don't have any other plans. I wonder if Mr. Guifu has any good suggestions? Where is there worth visiting in Wencheng?"

"Yes! I'll make the arrangements! You sit down for a while while I go change clothes."

(End of this chapter)