Chapter 94 The Lost Lover

Chapter 94 The Lost Lover

Chapter 94 The Lost Lover

Gou Yingbiao asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "If he is married, you can create some gossip, put more pressure on him, and make him work overtime. Arrange female colleagues to work overtime with him. Pretend to leak it to his wife accidentally, and within a week, his family will be in turmoil;
"If his wife is restless, then ask her to play cards. Let her win some money in the first two days, and then let her return the money with interest. Then teach her how to play stocks and make her trade hard. Even if the relationship between the couple does not break down, it will be enough to give him a headache for a while, and it is not impossible that the family will be broken up.

"If his wife is content with poverty and doesn't care about honor or disgrace, I will be the host. You bring your unit to my place. I will drive my cars here and park a row of Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi. I will also call a few handsome men to take special care of her. They will play cards with her, go fishing with her, barbecue with her, help her skewer, eat with her, and drink with her. At night, we will have a bonfire dance with champagne and have a good time all day. When it's time to pay, I will show the bill and won't let her pay a penny. Even if his wife is the reincarnation of Tao Yuanming, she will still be mentally unbalanced and restless.

"If he's not married, introduce him to a girl. Don't introduce him to a girl who's missing limbs and has a problem at first glance. Introduce him to a girl who asks for a sky-high price but gives up on the spot. The most important thing is that she has to be pretty. I guarantee that his mind will be destroyed and his body will be in pieces. From then on, he won't dare to say a word at work, let alone write.

"Don't worry about not being able to find resources. I have plenty of girls like this here! They are all young men from Wuling who are vying for the red silk for their heads, and they look down on the money they make. Package him as a diamond bachelor in the system and introduce him to me. As long as you get in touch with him, I guarantee that he will have hyperthyroidism within half a month.

"Director Gou, you are too kindhearted and won't make trouble for others. You are my superior and I have money. It's not easy for you to destroy a small clerk. How can you make people angry? I think you should take revenge quickly and don't wait until the next day, otherwise I will feel upset."

At this point, Shen Qingfeng had actually let the cat out of the bag. The fact that Gou Yingbiao was slammed on the table by Wang Zixu in the bureau had long been known to everyone in Xihe. Shen Qingfeng had been pretending not to know before. But Gou Yingbiao was so absorbed in listening that he didn't realize it and asked:
"Boss Shen, these are all clever moves, ingenious tricks, and special moves, but they can only work for a while. They may not necessarily bring him down, right?"

Shen Qingfeng said, "Isn't it enough to hold on for a while? Let me ask you, what does Wang Zixu rely on? Isn't it the favor of the big boss? But you see, he is not a relative of the big boss, why would the big boss favor him? Isn't it just because he has a little talent? If he stands out at the Xihe Literary Conference this time, won't the big boss value him even more? How can you suppress him in the future at work?"

The goose bumps on Gou Yingbiao's body first crawled from his arms all the way to his neck, and then his back began to feel numb and itchy, with layers of cold air and hot air overlapping and rushing from his tailbone to his forehead.

Yes, why didn't he think of it before? What if Wang Zixu stood out in this essay contest? If his work was shortlisted at the Xihe Literary Conference or even won a small award, wouldn't it make him look even more short-sighted?

Gou Yingbiao said, "Boss Shen, I remember that he just asked me for a long vacation recently. If we calculate the date, the day he returns to work will be the day of the Xihe Literary Meeting, right?"

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

Gou Yingbiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Boss Shen, I'm going to be honest with you. To be honest, this Wang Zixu is not just a minor problem, but a major concern for me. He has been making me feel uneasy lately. If he performs well at the Xihe Literary Conference, it will be very difficult for me to do my job."

Shen Qingfeng smiled: "It's okay, Brother Biao, just come to me. Now that you've asked, I can't help you with major matters. Can't I handle it as a clerk?"

Gou Yingbiao said, "Just do as you said just now. He is married, so start with the person beside him. Make him restless recently, make a small noise every three days and a big noise every five days, and make him unable to write a single word. It would be best if he stopped during the Xihe Literary Meeting and disappeared from the crowd from then on."

Shen Qingfeng said, "Yes, if he can't produce any works, he will naturally become depressed, right? Then you can use this as an excuse to talk about him, and say that he will become discouraged and quit the literary world, and will never have the courage to write again. And you only need to give me a phone number, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

Gou Yingbiao said: "We have to fill out personal information every year, and the family column is required. I will find Hu Xiaoping, who is in charge of our political work. She must have the contact information."

The two hit it off immediately. Lin Feng was outside the house, shivering all over, with cold sweat on his back. It was a hot day, but he felt cold. People's hearts can be so evil.

In the past, he was quite insensitive and thought that Shen Qingfeng was targeting him only for the matter and not for the person. Although they were confronting each other openly, they were at least able to maintain their relationship with Guo Moruo and Lu Xun in private.

Unexpectedly, he would go to such lengths to destroy not only the person in the literary world, but also his life.

If I didn't have a certain status in the literary world and had Teacher Li Tingfang to look after me, would he have done the same to me? If I was treated like this, would I be able to survive it? It was simply horrifying to think about it.

He held the phone tightly, intending to keep the evidence and report to Wang Zixu and his wife later, making sure not to fall into Shen Qingfeng's trap.

Suddenly he remembered that on TV, eavesdropping would always be exposed by the sudden ringing of a cell phone. He was immediately startled and broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly held the phone upright in front of him to adjust the volume, but the screen remained black and the phone did not move at all. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the battery was already out of battery.

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

Hu Xiaoping said on the phone: "What's the matter?"

Gou Yingbiao said: "Didn't he take 20 days off recently? I have something to ask him at work. I can't contact him, so I want to call his wife to ask."

Shen Qingfeng secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Hu Xiaoping said on the phone: "Oh, that's a coincidence, he didn't write his wife in his personal information."

Gou Yingbiao was stunned: "Why?"

"He just filled it out not long ago. I asked him about it, and he said that he and his wife had a wedding first, but didn't get a marriage certificate. They treated it as a marriage to the outside world, but they didn't actually get a marriage certificate, so his wife's name was not written on the personal items."

Gou Yingbiao was suspicious: "Doesn't that mean they are just ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend?"

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

Gou Yingbiao and Shen Qingfeng looked at each other, then turned and asked, "No one knows which unit his wife works for? Didn't anyone from our unit attend his wedding?"

"No, the work style and discipline are so strict now that we don't invite colleagues to do things at home. I still have a lot of money for gifts that I haven't collected yet. But on the day of his wedding, he went to the company to distribute wedding candy and gave everyone a souvenir. I still use that cup now."

Gou Yingbiao thought about it and it seemed to be true.

He then said to the phone: "Are there any other members in his family?"

"No, he only has one father, and his father doesn't live with him. If you call his father, you probably won't be able to reach him."

"Ok."

A beam of light shone over, and Lin Feng turned around to see a security guard holding a flashlight and looking at him. He crouched down and quickly passed through the bushes. The security guard was startled and then chased after him, but the flowerbed path was winding and he couldn't catch up.

After Lin Feng made sure that no one was following him, he got into his car and took a deep breath. With trembling hands, he plugged in his phone and then reversed the car. Without even returning the deposit, he drove away.

When he arrived downstairs of his house, his phone was finally charged. He looked through the recording records and found that before the phone ran out of battery, he had only recorded the part where Gou Yingbiao recited his poetry. He was so angry that he slapped the steering wheel.

He turned up the air conditioner, and the heat in his heart finally subsided a little. Then he started to call Wang Zixu. He dialed twice before the call was connected. "Brother Zixu, I want to 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 remained calm.

"These people are simply insidious and vicious."

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed: "Who said it wasn't? Before, I was thinking whether this problem could be solved peacefully through communication. Now they are indiscriminately dealing with you. We can no longer act like ostriches and pretend not to know.

"Now Shen Qingfeng is only a vice president. If Shen Qingfeng becomes the president of the Association of Literature, he can leverage more resources through this position. By then, I'm afraid our situation will be even more difficult. Either we don't stay in Xihe, or we give up writing.

"We must fight them. Damn it, even if we lose, we must charge forward with honor!"

Lin Feng was very passionate, but Wang Zixu on the other end of the phone seemed very calm:
"The Xihe Literature Association has such a great influence, can it decide who will be the president?"

Lin Feng said: "The literary conference is an event where the top leaders will personally endorse it. Not only will the Xihe literary world come out in full force, but some writers and celebrities from all over the country will also be contacted to attend the conference. If Lin Luo wins the championship and the top leaders personally present the award, it would be unreasonable not to promote him to vice president. Once he is promoted to vice president, the next president will definitely be Shen Qingfeng."

Wang Zixu said: "Then don't let him take 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 can't take first place this time. I will participate."

Lin Feng was choked, but he thought self-confidence was a good thing, so he didn't say anything else and just gave a thumbs up that Wang Zixu couldn't see.

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

Wang Zixu on the other end of the phone said lightly: "Yes. My wife's grandmother was seriously ill before, and she said she wanted to see her in a wedding dress before she passed away. My wife was raised by her grandmother, and we have a deep affection for each other, so we hurriedly held the wedding."

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

Wang Zixu smiled bitterly, "I was poor and frustrated at the time, and I also had a mortgage. My wife said that if it wasn't for my grandmother's matter, it might not have been me. She was afraid that it would leave a record of divorce after the breakup, which would have a greater impact on women, so she never got the marriage certificate with me."

"..."

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

Wang Zixu's voice became gentler: "We have recently started preparing for pregnancy. I plan to talk to her about getting a marriage certificate later. We have lived together for so many years and have long regarded each other as the only one. Maybe she has already forgotten about the marriage certificate."

Raymond Lam said: "I wish you and your wife a happy and harmonious life, and may you give birth to a plump and fair baby soon."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zixu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Wang Zixu has been forced into a desperate situation again.

Three hundred and sixty days in a year, the wind, the frost, the sword, the knife, the sword, the sword

But it doesn't matter.

He not only owns this life, he owns the whole world.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind, magnificent and complex buildings were constructed layer by layer. They stood firmly on the ground, and at first glance, they looked like a well-constructed city, full of life and authenticity. However, the bricks and stones that constructed those buildings were fictional.

He has mastered the art of fiction to perfection, and he has the story in his hands.

Next, you just need to control the horse and run to the finish line.

As for the plot of Shen Qingfeng and Gou Yingbiao, what is there to worry about?

Thinking of those devilish tricks, Wang Zixu almost laughed out loud.

How could his wife be fooled by such a little trick? How could she raise her eyes to the Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi parked in a row?

At least park a Porsche.

At this moment, the solemn sound of the wedding march rang in his ears, and applause, laughter, the sound of cracking sunflower seeds, and the shouts of children came one after another. The sound amplified countless times by the microphone rumbled:

"...Are you willing to marry her?"

"I do." said Wang Zixu.

Suddenly, the stage covered with a long red carpet stretched out in his field of vision, and the crowd quickly moved away. He turned around, and there was no one beside him.

He closed his notebook, put his ballpoint pen back into his breast pocket, and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)