Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 73 Xu Ziyi

Zhang Taiyan's influence is great, but he does not cover the sky with one hand. He has many friends, but he still has many enemies.

In Hangzhou, there may be many newspapers that will give him face, but some of them will not give him face.

These seven or eight newspapers are probably the ones.

Bao Guowei has about a dozen newspapers in his hands. Basically, all the newspapers that can be reputable in Hangzhou are here.

It looks like the ratio is about one to one?

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei felt a sense of crisis. The other party was obviously well prepared.

If you look at the title, it seems that Xu Ziyi is the one causing the trouble.

But wouldn’t Xu Ziyi be a bit stupid to do this?

Everyone could see what was going on at the venue at that time. Even Chu Huiseng knew the inside story. In the eyes of insiders, wouldn't such a big headline be a slap in his own face?

However, Bao Guowei still thought of the limitations of this era. Unlike later generations who could spread news through online media, the circulation of news was slow and limited to letters, which gave newspapers and magazines an unparalleled right to speak.

Maybe Xu Ziyi is just that stupid? Or is there someone else behind the scenes who has a grudge against him?

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei was still a little confused, so he immediately gave it up and prepared to go back to Zhang Taiyan to discuss the matter.

At this time, Zhang Nianyue rushed out of the door wearing a sports uniform. She patted Bao Guowei on the shoulder and said with a smile like a bell.

"What's wrong? Writer Bao Da is finally willing to come to class."

Bao Guowei had a bright idea and immediately said: "Isn't this for you to find out the latest news about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"

Hearing this, Zhang Nianyue immediately became energetic, her eyes brightened, and she came closer and said, "Quick, quick, quick, before class starts, tell me something."

Bao Guowei smiled slightly, secretly showing success and said: "Don't be anxious, just listen to me slowly."

"Who sent this report?"

In a department of the Zhijiang Civil Affairs Department, Xu Ziyi slammed the newspaper on the table and questioned the clerk in front of him.

The clerk's surname was Zeng, and he was an employee in Xu Ziyi's department, but he used him as his secretary.

Secretary Zeng had obviously just run back from outside and was still out of breath. He said in a panic.

"Every newspaper has asked, but they are unwilling to provide information about the contributors, saying that they are all anonymously sent manuscripts, and they don't know who specifically sent them."

"Nonsense! If they hadn't received benefits, would they have reported this at the same time?"

Xu Ziyi slammed the table angrily. After reading this manuscript, he found that it was actually some unsatisfactory content. It seemed to be directing public opinion in a direction that was beneficial to him. After seeing this, an uninformed person would indeed think that it was Bao Guowei, a high school student. When he was born, he had no respect for his elders and spoke arrogant words.

But Xu Ziyi is not a fool. What is the use of public opinion directed towards him? If Mr. Chu sees these newspapers, what will he think of himself?

Mr. Chu was obviously a little dissatisfied with himself about the last cultural meeting. Later, when he heard that Bao Guowei was upstairs, Mr. Chu was impressed, and he became even more flustered.

Mr. Chu has always been one of his supporters. If he makes him hate himself, his future career will not be easy!

Xu Ziyi calmed down his mood. After returning from the literary conference, his temper was indeed a little irritable, and he immediately said: "You go there again and ask the newspapers to withdraw this report quickly, so as not to cause more troubles."

"But. But they said they had already sent it out. They even thought they were speaking for you and said they wanted you to pay some writing fees." Secretary Zeng stammered. He finally finished the sentence. He was scared but didn't want to. Dare to hide anything.

really.

An ashtray flew over immediately.

There was a bang. Fortunately, Secretary Zeng hid quickly and only hit the wooden door behind him.

"What the hell, they still want me to give them money!!!"

Xu Ziyi stood up suddenly, the tables and chairs in front of him screamed, his eyes almost popped out, and his chest was breathing heavily.

"It's all what they said. It's none of my business."

Secretary Zeng said with some fear, for fear of being punished. After a long time, Xu Ziyi lowered his head and glanced at the short sentence written in French on the table.

"L'essentiel est de garder son sang-froid."

(Meaning: It’s important to stay calm)

He took a deep breath, then calmed down and said.

"You go find those people again and tell me what I mean and take down all these articles."

Secretary Zeng asked: "What if they don't agree?"

Xu Ziyi suddenly became impatient: "Do you want me to teach you anything? Just tell them that if they don't withdraw, I, Xu Ziyi, will never be done with them!"

"Yes!" Secretary Zeng stood still immediately.

"Go!"

Xu Ziyi waved his hands a little tiredly.

Secretary Zeng disappeared into the office as if he had been granted amnesty.

After a long while, Xu Ziyi stroked his forehead and sighed.

"Bao Guowei, where did you come from?"

At this time, the office door was knocked again.

"Who!"

Xu Ziyi yelled very irritably, but when he looked at the person, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"Hey, that's wrong, it's Secretary Lin!" He quickly stood up to greet him and invited him to the sofa. "I just gave you a lesson, don't misunderstand me."

Secretary Lin has a oily haircut and looks to be in his thirties, very shrewd.

He looks ordinary, but has an extraordinary identity, Chu Huiseng's personal secretary.

Secretary Lin showed a smile and said: "Brother Zi Yi said nothing, I won't take this little thing to heart."

After closing the door and pouring a cup of hot tea for the other party, Xu Ziyi asked carefully.

"Have Mr. Chu's newspapers been removed?"

Secretary Lin blew gently, took a small sip on the edge of the cup, and then said slowly: "Don't worry, Brother Ziyi, I handle all the newspapers and periodicals that Mr. Chu reads every day, and he doesn't read every copy." Look, just say that these newspapers contain rubbish and don’t contain important information, and it’s easy to do.”

"I still have to ask you to pay more attention in the future!" Xu Ziyi cupped his hand.

"Don't worry, don't worry." He patted Xu Ziyi's hand to express his reassurance.

Xu Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a letter that could not be traced fell into the other party's hands.

After Secretary Lin received it, he naturally put it into the lining of his suit, then took out another letter and said.

"I believe Brother Ziyi will definitely be interested in this thing."

"Ok?"

Xu Ziyi was a little strange. He took a look at the thick letter in the other person's hand.

The signature above turned out to be Bao Guowei.

My heart suddenly sank.

(End of this chapter)