There is no love or hate without reason in the world. Wen Liang thought carefully about this journey and discovered many problems belatedly.
From the moment they first met on the train, Shangguan Chenlu seemed to be different towards him. A woman who was ruthless, setting up traps and shooting people without blinking an eye, must have a bad temper. However, she could ignore the conflict between him and Zhu Zixuan, and even stood on his side intentionally or unintentionally in her conversation. Why was that
Shangguan Chenlu didn't seem like someone who would have the leisure to remind others to be more restrained in the capital, but he said such words to Wen Liang twice on the train - such intentions were certainly well-intentioned!
What's even more strange is that in everyone's opinion, Shangguan Chenlu shouldn't have been involved in the fight between Mo Xiaoan and Lei Fang, but because Wen Liang got involved, she waded into this muddy water without hesitation...
All these things happened again and again. Wen Liang would never believe that it was just out of gratitude for the help on the train. Moreover, he had a conflict with Zhu Zixuan first and saved people later, which could not explain all the doubts.
So when he asked this question, he was ready to hear any explosive inside information from Ning Xi, but he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, he only heard Ning Xi sigh softly:
"Shangguan Chenlu is just a poor woman..."
Ning Xi seemed unwilling to talk about Shangguan's past, so Wen Liang tactfully stopped asking and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, there is another Mr. Yan. Shangguan Chenlu seems to work for him. Lei Fang and the others are very respectful when they mention this name. Could it be that there is a big brother in your TZ party?"
Ning Xi burst out laughing and said angrily, "What TZ Party Big Brother? That's so ugly! You'll know who President Yan is in the future. Hurry up and finish your work in the capital and come back. Do you want to keep Qinghe or not?"
Wen Liang shouted, "Hey, the situation is urgent, and you are still trying to play Zhuge Liang's tricks on me? Let me tell you, Ning Xi, if Mo Xiaoan shoots me in the head tomorrow, you will be a widow!"
Even though she knew it was impossible, Ning Xi on the other end of the phone still felt a sudden sharp pain in her heart. The image of Wen Liang lying in the cold wind with blood all over his head appeared in her mind involuntarily. Her voice suddenly became urgent: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Wen Liang was startled by Ning Xi's tone, and instantly felt her unconditional concern. His heart warmed, and he said softly, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that..."
Ning Xi slowly exhaled, calming herself down, and whispered, "Remember the powerful friend in Su Hai that I mentioned to you before? Her name is Yan Qixiu, or what Lei Fang and the others call President Yan..."
The originally vague clues were finally connected. In order to pull Biluochun out of the quagmire, Wen Liang made alliances and used three methods at the same time. Not only did Biluochun stand out, but he also helped Wei Qiwen, the secretary of the Suhai Provincial Party Committee. The link between the two parties was Ning Xi's omnipotent and powerful friend. I remember that Wen Liang was curious about what kind of person had such a great influence on Wei Qiwen, and could make him believe that the State Council supported the quantitative reform of Suhai. Today, the mystery was revealed. Just looking at her subordinate Shangguan Chenlu, she could shock Lei Fang, Mo Xiaoan and others to be submissive. Wen Liang really admired Yan Qixiu, who had only heard of her name but never seen her. (For the foreshadowing of Yan Qixiu, please see Chapter 43 of Volume 4)
"Since Shangguan just came back from Su Hai, he must have heard about you from Sister Yan and has seen your photo... Of course, I didn't leak it. I told her who Yan Qixiu is first, and then you used Wei Yan to submit the report on Biluochun. Your identity could never be hidden from her..."
Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder, it turns out Shangguan Chenlu recognized me on the train."
"In fact, Yan Qixiu also asked Wei Qiwen for help at that time, so you indirectly helped her. Otherwise, even if you saved Zhu Zixuan, Shangguan Chenlu would not intervene in the affairs of the capital. Although Sister Yan has been away from Beijing for five years, the turmoil of that year has not yet passed... By the way, speaking of Zhu Zixuan, is that girl still so unruly and willful?"
Wen Liang still remembered that Ning Xi had said that there was a story behind Yan Qixiu's leaving Beijing for Suhai. Now it seemed that it was a bit of a demotion. However, Ning Xi didn't say anything, so he didn't want to ask more. He asked in confusion, "If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten to ask. Why do I feel that this name is so familiar? Have I heard it somewhere?"
"Oh, did I say that if I wanted to steal wine from Zhu Jiusi's house, I had to bribe Zhu Zixuan first?"
So here is the source. Wen Liang knew that Zhu Zixuan was either rich or noble, so he was not frightened. He patted his forehead and said, "I have been aging prematurely recently. Zhu Zixuan, Zhu Jiusi... Oh, how could Vice Premier Zhu, who smiles all day, have such a spoiled daughter? It's true that a dragon gives birth to nine sons, each one is different..."
Ning Xi also laughed and said, "Don't belittle her. Zixuan is a little bit arrogant, but she is kind-hearted. She is one of the rare good girls in the circle. Oh, is she still chasing after Lei Fang all day long?"
"Yeah, but if this silly girl really follows Lei Fang, she will definitely be the typical example of someone who is sold out but still helps count the money."
Ning Xi smiled gently: "Lei Fang is a little clever, but he didn't use it this time. Leave the rest to me. You're tired after a day, have a good sleep, and when you wake up tomorrow, look at the sky in the capital, it will definitely be sunny."
When I woke up the next day, the sky was clear as expected. Lei Fang came early and was very enthusiastic as soon as he entered the door. He said, "Mr. Wen, the book number issue has been settled. I will go to the Press and Publication Administration to file a CPI record, and it will be approved the day after tomorrow. The publishing house has also been contacted. How about the Peking University Press? If necessary, we can ask the president of Peking University to write a preface and add some other cultural celebrities. As for the planning, it can be handed over to Zang Xiaobo, the most famous person in the current publishing circle..."
"Everything else will be done according to Master Lei's wishes. But as for the planning, we don't need anyone else," Wen Liang interrupted him with a smile, then pointed at Fan Bo and said, "Teacher Fan is fully capable of doing it."
Lei Fang didn't see anything special about Fan Bo, but he agreed without hesitation. He was just putting on an act and didn't really care whether the book would become popular or not.
If we follow the normal procedure, it would take thirty to forty days to review and proofread the manuscript three times, and another thirty to forty days to file the CPI. Normally, it would take three months to get a book number if everything goes smoothly. However, Lei Fang managed to get everything done in just one night. He really is the number one broker in the city.
For Wen Liang, if the book could be published one day earlier, the sensation it brought would last one day longer, and he would have more time to plan. It was also in his plan to invite some celebrities to write the preface, but he didn't expect to invite someone of the level of the president of Jingcheng University. As for why Lei Fang was so attentive all of a sudden, the two of them knew it tacitly. Wen Liang heard Ning Xi's tone last night, and he was afraid that he had done something to scare this young master Lei.
Wen Liang soon found out what had happened. Ning Xi and Yan Qixiu spoke at the same time. Mo Xiaoan, who had not been doing well in the capital, could no longer make it. Three days later, he left the capital sadly and his whereabouts were unknown. He soon disappeared from everyone's sight and memory.
But compared to the insignificant Mo Xiaoan, Yan Qixiu's intervention in the capital this time broke the unspoken rules agreed upon by both parties for the past five years, and attracted the attention of countless people overnight. Some were happy, some were suspicious, and some could not sleep at night.
But more people were trying to interpret what Ning Xi's sudden cooperation with Yan Qixiu represented, or in other words, what it was conveying. The Ning and Yan families would stomp their feet and shake the whole country...
There is nothing to worry about in the world, only mediocre people worry about it themselves. They would never think that all this is just for a sixteen-year-old boy from Qingzhou, who is ordinary but has a restrained brilliance.
Wen Liang didn't know that he had become a powerful figure in Beijing in a short period of time. He put all his energy into books. He first established Fenghuangniao Culture Media Co., Ltd. in Beijing under the name of Fan Bo, with the Phoenix that survived the fire as its logo. With the introduction of Lei Fang, he rented an office building with the most concentrated cultural and media industries at the lowest price, and transferred several capable people who were proficient in business from Suhai Biluochun Company, and started the first battle in Beijing.
Five days later, Peking University Press completed the typesetting design. Short reviews by top domestic celebrities such as Peking University President Ji Lin, famous cultural scholar Wu Dongxue, and famous training institution president and educator Yu Beihong were printed in a prominent position on the cover. On the title page of the book, there was a row of Chinese characters in Yan style written in vivid strokes: "A can lead no one, it can only lead itself; R can lead no one, sometimes it can't even lead itself; C doesn't want to lead anyone, C only wants to lead itself."
The celebrity's recommendation and this powerful statement were a great advertisement in themselves, but it was far from enough. After printing the first 100,000 copies and distributing them to Xinhua Bookstores across the country, Wen Liang transferred 1 million yuan from Qinghe to use the media resources of Beijing University Press and Fan Bo's connections in Suzhou, Haikou and Jiangdong to pave the way for more than 70 media outlets across the country to gather in Beijing and prepare for a grand new book launch in the Great Hall of the People.
Wen Liang arrived at the new company early in the morning. There were only a few clerical staff left in the huge company. All the others were led by Su Hai's old team to promote the company. When he entered the CEO's office, Fan Bo, the new CEO, sat in the boss's chair, closed his eyes and shook his head, humming an unknown tune, looking very proud.
Wen Liang smiled slightly, walked closer and teased: "Mr. Fan is in such a refined mood..."
(The most beautiful place in the southeast originally refers to Wuyi Mountain, but here it refers to Yan Qixiu hidden in the southeastern Suhai)
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