A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 426: Borrowed name
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The method of taking money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand is perfect for some people who are in urgent need of money.

Thousands of dollars in pen retouching fees can not only solve urgent needs, but also save a lot of money.

The conference preparatory team does not care about good or bad, as long as they have seen it, they will accept it.

With this method of collecting manuscripts, the works collected are naturally of varying quality.

And it’s a bit unfair to the creators who have delivered excellent works.

There are few people in this world who have equal talent and virtue, and literati have been accustomed to looking down on each other since ancient times.

Like Li Xiang, there are people who take money and say nothing, but they are very few.

If they don't say it, someone else will.

It didn't take long for all kinds of weird gossip to come out.

Among the old comrades, there are some who are highly virtuous and respected, and of course there are also those who are disrespectful, but one cannot overthrow an entire group of people with one stroke.

Li Xiang thought that once he handed in the manuscript and paid the retouching fee, he would be fine.

"You still have too little control over the decision-making. Your attitude of seeking talents is good, but your waist is too low." Li Xiang, who felt that he had completed the task, said truthfully.

You can say it yourself if you want to. Can you stop being so thin? Why do you have to use his name to say it?

This is the gossip muttered by some young man who was not taken seriously.

He had handed over the choice of singer to save trouble, and Shi Qing could just wait and attend the conference.

Among those gossips, there were actually people who used his name to make tiger skins.

Say it in a harsh way. You are not a human being but you deserve it.

Unexpectedly, although he is no longer in the world, there are always legends about him in the world.

Those who don’t understand the situation might think that he is causing trouble.

The fact that it reached Li Xiang's ears across circles means that it has reached the point of making a fuss.

The guest put down his tea cup and said with a wry smile: "Everyone knows it well, but we still have to act like this for now."

"It's okay to just grow old, why bother becoming a spirit? Have I ever said this?" Li Xiang listened to the news brought by the guest with a puzzled look on his face.

Literati don't need to be praised, they can float if they belong to themselves, and they can be pampered by themselves.

Seeing that Li Xiang didn't answer, the guest had no choice but to continue speaking on his own.

Li Xiang glanced at him and said no more, thinking that since you all know the crux of the matter and still insist on going your own way, he doesn't need to say more.

Now, in order to successfully complete the above tasks, the preparatory team comes to ask for help one by one without saying anything, and their attitude is as low as dust, but it has picked up the bad habits of some people.

After laying the groundwork for a long time, it turned out that this person had this idea.

"Although we have tried our best to suppress these gossips, they are not very effective now. After all, your name is also involved. Do you think you should stand up and say a few words? Those who are clean will be clean. You and I both know it. This is nothing more than a helpless excuse.”

The more coquettish you are, the more likely he is to push his nose into your face and sit on your head.

"In the final analysis, the trouble is caused by money. The old people feel that they are not respected, and the young people feel that they are not taken seriously. Alas, this matter makes us two-faced," the guest said with a sigh.

Li Xiang shook his head and refused: "Your polishing fee does not include a clarification meeting. If anyone thinks that Mr. Li can say what he said, just confront me face to face if you have the guts."

Li Xiangcai didn't want to get involved in this scolding war and make trouble for himself.

Hearing him say this, a hint of impatience appeared on the guest's face.

Li Xiang couldn't come forward, how could this be done?

After they discussed it together, they felt that there was no more suitable candidate than Li Xiang to come out to hold the battle.

No young person would be dissatisfied with Li Xiang's age and achievements. The works submitted this time also left the old man with no faults.

As long as he is willing to stand up and say a few words, the conflict can definitely be suppressed if not eliminated.

When the conference is over and the smoke breaks out again, they will be free to deal with it.

"These people are very venomous. If you let them scold each other, you will be hurt sooner or later." In order to persuade Li Xiang, the guest did not hesitate to put both parties in the dark.

"Then it's your problem. If I get bitten after accepting your request for help, it only means that I have to stay as far away from you as possible in the future." Li Xiang replied coldly.

My friend is right, there is indeed too much trouble in this circle.

This is just looking around, there is a bag of shit and piss waiting.

Li Xiang thinks that this person can talk about anything, but he can't stand being scolded, so long as he can't hear it. Once he hears it, he must retaliate in kind.

And the literary and art circles are famous for being judgmental, and everyone can make irresponsible remarks about others.

At this point, let alone standing up, he has no intention of even crossing the circle.

He filled the guests' teacups and silently ordered them to leave.

Unlike He Yuzhu, who didn't understand etiquette, the visitor understood Li Xiang's actions.

He had not completed the task, and no matter how turbulent his heart was, there was no trace on his face.

He knew that if there was any trace of dissatisfaction, the door to Li's house would not be open to him again next time.

He stood up without delay, picked up the briefcase beside him, and said his goodbyes smoothly.

Li Xiang made a meaningful offer, but the guests didn't dare to take it seriously.

"Comrade Li Xiang, if possible, please give me more consideration." The guests who were sent to the courtyard gate were making their last struggle before leaving.

Li Xiang just responded with a smile and did not answer.

For this reason, the attitudes of both parties have been expressed enough.

If you continue to force it, it will only make the situation ugly.

Seeing this, the guests could only bow their hands and say goodbye.

Today, Li's mother also came. When she saw Li Xiang returning from seeing off his guests, she asked at the kitchen door: "You are all here at the dinner table, why are you not leaving anyone to eat?"

There is an unwritten etiquette among old BJ people. When the meal is over, guests must stay for dinner. If they let the guests go, it will be disrespectful to the host.

Although this rule is less strict in difficult times.

But that's just a change, not an important thing. Come when people are not eating.

In recent years, the situation has gradually improved, and this old ritual has been slowly picked up again.

"There are still people left to eat. I'm afraid they won't leave even if they stay." Li Xiang complained.

He was worried about how to persuade him, but Li Xiang didn't want to take the initiative to hand him a ladder.

Compared with being rude, his mood is the most important.

"What's going on this time? Why are you running home again and again after handing in the manuscript?" Qiu Fanghua said as she walked to the door with a handful of beans in her hand.

The thousands of yuan in writing fees only made the couple happy for a short time.

I was happy with this idea, but soon I was troubled by the frequent interruptions at my door.

Sure enough, the truth that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat makes sense everywhere.

(End of this chapter)