Chapter 333 Is it really that rampant?

Chapter 333 Is it really that rampant?

Chapter 333 Is it really that rampant?
Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!

Kane, a Londoner, had never read any military books and did not know this sentence, but his subsequent actions fully put these words into practice.

"I want to know all the advantages of that evil Chinese man, and then cleverly avoid them. I will mainly attack his weaknesses."

Kane's ability to walk from the small village of Weymouth to London and gain a foothold in this big city exceeds that of ordinary people, as can be seen from his current ability to act.

Through his connections, he managed to get a month's worth of Daily Express newspapers. Although the process was a bit bumpy.

Now that he is the "source of the plague", all his former friends are avoiding him. No one wants their hometown to become synonymous with ugly faces, and no one wants their family to become the next Van Zestone.

"Mr. Holmes is so popular that it has surpassed the popularity of the Weymouth series... the Cthulhu series."

That’s right, this morning’s Express serialized a new story, “Nightmare in the Witch House.”

[First of all, it is the vigorous creative energy.] Kane began to write down.

It took more than a month to create several articles, all of which were of high quality. Anyone who can do this is a very good writer around the world.

He had never looked at it carefully before, which was normal if he thought about it. Why would he look closely at the "weapon" that was attacking him?

The more he looked, the more frightened he became... Kane discovered that the Chinese people looked like children in appearance, but they were smarter than ordinary people.

So Kane added the word "calm".

It took more than an hour to read it carefully.

Kane realized how stupid he was. He underestimated the enemy. Gu Lu seemed like a fisherman who had experienced many battles in the Cuban sea.

The Gloom of Weymouth casts the net and anchors the range for fish.

The Portsham Horror narrows the scope further.

"Weymouth Asylum" sealed off the left and right areas.

"The Mountains of Madness" blocked all possible places for escape, so this little fish couldn't escape at all.

[Tightening the net step by step, with the wisdom of a hunter and respect for literature, otherwise I would not have perfected the world view and written the completely irrelevant "Dagon"...] Kane stopped writing halfway through, so what is this "Nightmare in the Witch House"?
Kill fish?
Why didn't he come to work for two or three days? Sun editor Monroe frowned, but no one answered the phone.

Although we are very humane in the newspaper, we all know that you may have some mental problems and can give you a day off. But not showing up for two days is too much. Monroe got off work and came to his apartment.

As a top reporter for The Sun, Kane has a good salary, but considering the prices in London, the location and overall quality of his apartment can only be considered lower-middle level.

Cross two streets and stop in front of a three-story building.

He went upstairs and knocked on the door - but no one answered. Monroe's hand stopped in mid-air because he found that the door was ajar.

There was no light coming through the narrow gap in the door, but instead there was darkness everywhere, as if all the darkness of London was piled up in this room.

With a slight push of his fingertips, the door slowly "opened" like an octogenarian. Monroe was getting impatient and wanted to know what was going on inside.

A few seconds seemed as long as two or three minutes, and the windows in the room were covered with thick curtains.
"Kane?" Monroe called out twice more, but nothing happened. He tightened his windbreaker and took two steps forward. The solid wooden floor seemed to become a little soft under the influence of the environment.

With every step he took, Sun editor-in-chief Monroe felt the softness of his feet. After passing the entrance hall, only one room had the lights on.

Monroe walked over and saw Kane in the bedroom, the night light shining on his somewhat crazed face.

"Yeah, Shab-Niggurath. The black goat of the forest that gave birth to millions of descendants..." Kane could still be heard muttering evil words.

Did the Vanzestone family really know black magic? Suddenly, Monroe even decided on the color of his coffin.

"Mr. Monroe, I know!" Kane finally heard the noise outside the door, saw the editor-in-chief, stood up excitedly, and wanted to tell Monroe about his discovery.

Kane thinks he is the only sane person in London, like the protagonist in the Cthulhu series, fighting against the fear of the unknown!
Oh my god! In Monroe's eyes, it was no less than a zombie attack. He rolled and crawled out of the apartment...

Gu Lu saw someone being kicked out and sold the building?

He is not a person who likes gossip. If he sees someone pushing and shoving someone in broad daylight, any normal person would take a look.

"If you want to make trouble, go somewhere else and don't disturb us, the owners."

"The owner? I'm not the owner? I clearly agreed to this when I bought the house. Why don't you abide by it?"

The developer and several security guards, who were outnumbered, were confronting the fifty-year-old lady in the red jacket.

The old lady in the red jacket showed no fear at all. She sat where she was and yelled at the top of her lungs, the sound being harsher than a distorted loudspeaker. Some people around her frowned and gave her disdainful looks, some took a few quick steps, and a small number of people became spectators.

"It's still the same thing?" Uncle Zhang frowned.

From his tone, it was clear that he knew the inside story, so passers-by who were not aware of the situation asked the old man.

Uncle Zhang said, "Isn't there a small lake to the west of our Phase 3? Recently the developer wants to use that place for other purposes, but Xiao Jia from Phase 3 disagrees."

The first phase was delivered two years ago, and Gu Lu purchased the second phase which was delivered last year. As for the third phase, the progress is a little slower, and the finishing work of the greening of the community is underway.

"She kept coming over to make trouble, as if she wanted compensation from the developer or something." Uncle Zhang tried to straighten his back and said, "Her son and daughter-in-law felt embarrassed and came over twice."

"You make trouble every day and don't go to work?"

"Fortunately, it's not someone from our second period."

"Look at this old lady, she seems to be being unreasonable and mean."

After the old man finished speaking, the onlookers around him started talking.

This seems to be the developer's problem, right? But think about it, we are all residents of Phase 2, and we all look at the problems of Phase 3 with a non-issue mentality.

Gu Lu squeezed out of the crowd. He just happened to have something to discuss with the developer.

"Manager Zhang, is there any progress on what I mentioned before?" Gu Lu walked between the two confronting parties.

"What's the matter? Whose child are you?" Manager Zhang said unhappily.

"Regarding the warning sign at the entrance to Phase I, I went to the neighborhood office. They said that it would take a long time to review the setting up of the turning mirror." Gu Lu replied, "So they asked the developer of the community to put up a temporary warning sign first. I told Manager Zhang about this last week..."

"What do you mean you told me last week? Don't talk nonsense. I haven't heard of this." Manager Zhang flatly denied it.

He even turned the tables, "You and this old lady are in cahoots, trying to blackmail us. I tell you, you will get retribution for doing this."

"First of all, if you promoted the small lake in the community as a good environment when selling the house, then you cannot build it according to the promotion, so it is legitimate for this aunt to seek compensation from you."

Gu Lu said, "Secondly——"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted. The lady in the red coat nodded hurriedly, "Yes, in the brochure for buying a house, it says something about the lake view of the community and the lotus flowers blooming. These are what they said."

"Secondly," Gu Lu said, raising his voice slightly, "You are engaging in false advertising, so I have to suspect that the house you sold to us is also exaggerated."

These words attracted the attention of the crowd. Since it involved themselves, it was no longer a trivial matter.

“A lake doesn’t count. Is there any problem with the quality of the house?” “When I inspected the house, I felt that the waterproofing was not good.” “This manager is very vicious.”…

"Go away, you little kid, you know nothing." Manager Zhang said loudly, "Don't listen to a student. Our house has been inspected by the government, so there must be no problem. Don't trust us, but trust the government."

That’s right, with the endorsement of the state, the effect is good, and the voices of dissatisfaction are gradually decreasing.

After calming the crowd, Manager Zhang immediately changed his attitude and said, "Big sister, let's sit down and talk to this student inside."

Leading Gu Lu and the lady in the red coat into the sales office, one third of the houses in the third phase were still unsold, so there were quite a lot of salesmen inside.

Gu Lu came to the sales hall several times, all because of what happened just now.

"Thank you, brother." The lady in the red coat said softly. She calmed down and realized that Gu Lu was helping her when he spoke at that time.

"I just think that what Auntie is doing is also to gain benefits for the entire Zijing community, and someone should support her," said Gu Lu.

What is this about fighting for the welfare of the entire community? The red-coated auntie couldn't understand.

"If the design of the community is getting better and better, then that's fine. But if it gets worse and worse, then they just want to save money." Gu Lu said, "The fitness area in our second phase has been delayed. If he gets used to it in the third phase, it's very likely that the fitness equipment in the second phase will not be repaired. So Auntie, you are protesting on behalf of our Zijing community."

In addition, the community has been hyping up the idea of ​​building a top-ranking building, but when it comes to getting things done, they keep making excuses and are completely inefficient.

"Ahem - I didn't think that much about it. I mainly felt that when selling our house, we should do it the way we said it should be. If we can't do it, we have to pay compensation." The lady in the red coat was a little embarrassed.

As they were talking, the two came to the manager's office in the sales office.

"We made the change to the landscape lake because there are too many mosquitoes in the summer," said Manager Zhang. "For the safety of the owners, we made the change. But it is true that we did not notify them in advance."

"Well, our sales office has rice, flour, grain and oil. Sister, you can bring two barrels of oil, or a bag of rice back. It will be a small gift from our sales office. What do you think?" Manager Zhang proposed the conditions.

One or two hundred yuan, who am I looking down on? Gu Luguang thought so, but the next second he heard the red-coated lady next to him hesitantly agree.

“……”Okay, Gu Lu felt that he still didn’t understand the aunt as well as Manager Zhang.

"As for your problem, classmate, we will try our best to find a solution," said Manager Zhang.

Gu Lu could hear the perfunctory tone, "What is the specific time? And our second phase of fitness equipment, please give a specific time."

You still dare to ask? Manager Zhang feels that today's students have not entered society, have not experienced the hardships of society, and do not know the height of the world. I gave you a way out, but you refused to take it!
Manager Zhang said, "These are adult matters. You are a student and you don't understand. If I tell you to fix it, you will fix it."

"If you can't give me an exact time today, I think I need to report this to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau," said Gu Lu.

It's so funny, you even know the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, and you want to threaten him? Manager Zhang said, "Sister, go out and get the oil first."

The lady in the red coat took two steps toward the door, glanced at Gu Lu, and stopped, "I'll go out with this kid."

"Bang!" Manager Zhang suddenly slammed the table, causing the red-coated lady to shiver. Gu Lu was also startled by the sudden move.

"You little rascal, you're going to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau to file a complaint. Go ahead and file a complaint, but I'll see if it's any use." Manager Zhang scolded.

"Do you know which way the door of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau opens? Do you really think that you can stop the sedan chair and file a complaint in ancient feudal society?" Manager Zhang threatened, "Believe it or not, I can make you unable to graduate with just one phone call."

"Manager Zhang, don't be angry. The child is still young," the lady in the red coat spoke up to smooth things over.

To be honest, Gu Lu really didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything. Currently in the sales office, if a physical competition really happened, he would be the only one who would suffer.

"You've become stupid from studying too much." Manager Zhang saw that the other party didn't say anything else, and showed the attitude of a winner. With the remaining anger, he taught him, "Your parents don't know how to teach you, so I will teach you today, so that you won't be beaten to death when you go out into society."

"Yes, yes, yes." The lady in the red coat pulled Gu Lu away.

When I was leaving the office, I heard Manager Zhang's voice behind me, "Since you have taken something, you can no longer come to our sales office to cause trouble."

The lady in the red coat nodded, and she pulled Gu Lu out of the sales office. Of course, she did not forget to take the two barrels of oil.

The sales department is organizing an activity where you can participate in a lucky draw when you buy a house. The grand prize is a set of home appliances worth RMB 30,000 (refrigerator, washing machine, TV, air conditioner).

Rice and oil were consolation prizes, and Gu Lu drew the consolation prize.

"Diva" is a Sichuan dialect used to address men younger than oneself, with a sense of intimacy.

The child is in another province? Gu Lu suddenly asked, "What's your name, auntie?"

"My last name is Zheng, Guan Er Zheng." The lady in the red coat said, "Take this barrel of oil back with you, as compensation for today."

Not Jia... Why did that old man say such nonsense for no reason? Gu Lu couldn't figure it out, so he responded, "No need, Aunt Zheng, I know, I'm definitely not that stupid."

"One bucket per person, we..."

"I still have to go to cram school, so I'll leave first." Gu Lu said and waved away.

Gu Lu naturally did not sign up for tutoring or anything, he just found an excuse to leave. He called 965559, the complaint hotline of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, and then filed a complaint.

Complaining by phone is easy, but whether it will be handled is another matter.

In addition, Gu Lu went to the street office again that day.

Zijing Community is under the management of Fengxia Street and is adjacent to Fuxing Street.

Compared with Director Fu Xingxin's swift and decisive way of doing things, Fengxia Subdistrict Office is like a non-stick pan that can push everything away.

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person, but a well-known plagiarist.

He already had an idea in his mind, but plans could not keep up with changes. That night, Gu Lu finished washing up and prepared to write the novel.

"Bang bang——"

At 8:30 in the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door. The sound was very rough, more like pounding on the door.

“?” Gu Lu kept his phone on the page for dialing 110, then moved closer to the peephole of the security door.

As he was about to get closer, there were two more “clang clang” sounds, followed by a familiar male voice, “Little brat, I know you are at home. You have a bit of courage, and you actually dared to report to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau. You are incredible, you are really incredible.”

"I'm telling you, today I'm giving you one last warning, don't go crazy. Otherwise, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red." After saying this, the person outside the door kicked the door a few times as if to vent his anger.

When Manager Zhang got off work, he took off his respectable suit, and his gangster temperament became more prominent.

He led two younger brothers - Security Guard Xiaoshang and Security Guard Xiaomin, turned around and walked into the elevator.

In the elevator, the security guard Xiao Min was apprehensive, "Brother Zhang, is there anything wrong with us doing this?"

"What's the problem? Brother Zhang is doing so well in this circle, so how can you be okay? Besides, Brother Zhang's uncle is... ahem." Security guard Xiao Shang stopped at the critical moment.

"There's no need for my uncle to do anything. I've seen a lot of teenage students like this. They come from wealthy families and have been too well protected by their parents. If you scare them, they'll be trembling with fear." Manager Zhang bet. Believe it or not, Gu Lu must be afraid and hiding in a corner now.

So did Gu Lu feel like he was shaking? Definitely not. He was thinking, why would such a thing happen in reality?

It has to be said that Manager Zhang taught Gu Lu a lesson.

"Okay, okay, it's the greatest virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them." Gu Lu made a phone call.

The call was to a reporter from Fog City Daily, to schedule an interview. Gu Lu would not dare to report the case involving the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development? It didn't matter. If he really didn't report it, he would directly contact Youth Daily, and then it would be national news.

At the same time, he also began to conceive the article, and stopped talking nonsense, writing about his living experiences in the two street offices... His writing skills are okay, but he also wants to write better, so he writes slowly.

It took Gu Lu an hour and a half to submit the article to Youth Digest.

Hey, why does Gu Lu feel like he is “Zhong Wuyan when there is something to do, and Xia Yingchun when there is nothing to do”, and he only thinks of Youth Digest when there is something to do.

That wouldn’t do. Gu Lu, who was very knowledgeable about the ways of the world, attached a representative work from “Pattern Man” that he had just drawn - Rocket Man.

OK, that's all right! Gu Lu was satisfied.

Besides, The Scramble for Antarctica has not yet begun writing.

Why? He hadn't finished reading the materials sent by Professor Xiahou. Gu Lu was successful in his career as a plagiarist and was a nationally recognized genius, but he remained cautious. Just like Liu Yong, the editor of People's Literature, who urged him to submit his manuscripts every once in a while and asked about his well-being every once in a while.

The "Aimee Short Story Collection" at the bottom of the box is of high literary quality. If you submit it, it will definitely be accepted. But the timing is not right. Look at "When the Stars Shine", if it were not for the invitation of the National Cultural Group, it would still be shelved and waiting for the university.

The property is worth about one million yuan, the savings are about one million yuan, and there will be several million yuan more coming in from the sales of works outside.

Gu Lu is not short of money, so there is no need to maintain magazines such as "Science Fiction World", "New Reading" and "Youth Literature and Art". He has to wait until the right ones are available.

The short stories of "Pattern Man" are not published in China. The main reason is that they can be used in emergencies, just like what happened just now.

The next day, a peaceful morning.

Lu Ping was very distressed this morning. Why?

What he was holding in his hand was a comic book, also published by Zhejiang Province Children's Publishing House. It was also the one he published last time, "Kuroko's Basketball".

Even after the novel had been serialized in Japan for only two months and the first volume was published, Zhejiang Shao had already published a Chinese version.

This is a miracle, not a small one, because most Japanese comic books are only introduced to China after being popular for four or five years. I don't know why Zhejiang Youth Publishing House is so active this time.

Anyway, ever since he saw his name in the publishing house, Lu Ping would often buy Chinese-language comic books.

The comic is called Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma, and the information page reads:

[Currently available character information:

Name: Ma Xuanyou
Nickname: Prince of Food and Sports

Specialties: Sichuan cuisine and innovative Sichuan dishes

A second-year student at Totsuki No Hachi Academy (91st term), the eighth of the Totsuki Ten, and the leader of the Chinese Cuisine Research Society.

Possessing extremely powerful strength, it is said that this is inherited from a family of shot putters.

Based on his great strength, he invented unique techniques and innovated Sichuan cuisine. He is the second highest achieving Chinese person in Yuanshanzhiba Academy.

The signature dishes "Secret Honeydew Melon Stew" and "Special Sweet and Sour Duck Neck" are always a hit. ]
[Name: Gu Lu

Nickname: Not to be disclosed yet
Cooking Skills: Not available for now
Experience: One of the most special and mysterious students of Far Mountain Eight Academy.]
The last two pages at the bottom of the book are "Q&A with the Cartoonist". When serializing in "Weekly Shonen Jump", some readers' questions will be answered every week.

[Reader’s question: Gu Lu appears in the published information book. Is he the author of Flowers for Algernon and The Prince at That Time?
Yuto Tsukuda replied: I am a good friend of Fujimaki-san, and I am a loyal reader of "The Prince at That Time". I was able to visit Mr. Gu Lu through Fujimaki-san's introduction. A few days ago, I was fortunate enough to accept Mr. Gu Lu's invitation with Fujimaki-san to attend the campus festival of Fog City No. 8 Middle School.

I deeply feel the openness of Fog City No. 8 Middle School.

The date of their campus festival is actually discussed by the students themselves. They can set it at any time they want. The students have a very high degree of autonomy. And the club culture of Wudu No. 8 Middle School is flourishing. I won’t talk about the basketball club, but their food club also impressed me. Ma Xuanyou is the leader of the food club. He and Teacher Gu Lu appear in the comics, and there is also a real prototype. Maybe many people don’t know that Teacher Gu Lu is not only a consultant for the Model United Nations, a poster for the basketball club, and the president of the magazine club, but also a special member of the food club...】

I feel that Ma Xuanyou is much better than him, because the former is a permanent supporting character and he only appears in the extra chapters of the comics.

The only good thing is that Kuroko is more popular, and Food Wars!: Shokugeki no Soma has only just started not long ago.

"All the students in the school know that Brother Gulu is the face of our basketball club. He is a special member of the food club and is simply bragging!" Lu Ping felt that Ma Xuanyou was just fooling around.

This is unfair to "Xuan Rou". He didn't say anything. It was obviously Futian who said this on purpose to gain popularity.

No way! Lu Ping thought that Ma Xuanyou would definitely be as arrogant as him.

(End of this chapter)