Looking at the scene before me, I felt a chill run down my spine.

This isn't helping Old Wang with vetting; it's practically erecting a monument for himself!

Fang Zhenyun was also completely dumbfounded.

He was sitting in his office.

Looking at the overwhelming public opinion online,

For the first time, I felt the fear of things spiraling out of control.

He had considered that the other party might pull strings, give gifts, or ask someone to intercede on his behalf.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other party wouldn't play by the rules at all.

They didn't go inside, and they didn't look for anyone.

They set a fire right there in the square.

A fire that no one can oppose, or even dare to oppose.

Would he dare say this event is bad?

Does he dare to question "Xiao Duo's" tears?

Does he dare say that the words "positive energy" are wrong?

If he dared to utter even a single word of dissent, he would be placing himself in opposition to the people and to political correctness.

It will be torn to shreds by this frenzy.

A calculated scheme.

This is a completely open conspiracy!

Just when Zhao Chuliang was on the verge of collapse,

The red dedicated phone on the desk rang.

His hand trembled slightly when he saw the caller ID.

He sprang up instantly and stood ramrod straight.

"Hello, Secretary Li, this is Zhao Chuliang!"

On the other end of the phone was the voice of the secretary to the head of the provincial propaganda department, polite yet authoritative.

"Director Zhao, excuse me. The minister asked me to inquire about the ISBN for 'The Miracles of the Namiya General Store.' What stage of the process is it at now?"

"Ah, that's... it's being researched urgently, urgently!"

Zhao Chuliang was covered in sweat.

"oh."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, but the voice remained calm and unhurried.

"The minister also appreciates this book and hopes to see the physical copy as soon as possible."

"in addition."

The secretary added.

"The minister said that for such excellent works that promote social justice and are popular with the masses, our relevant departments should also open up some green channels to provide assistance."

"You agree, right, Director Zhao?"

"Yes, yes, I understand! I understand! Secretary Li, I'll get it done right away! I'll get it done as soon as possible!"

Hang up the phone,

Zhao Chuliang felt as if he had been pulled out of the water; the back of his shirt was soaked.

He knew that if he continued to hold onto this book number...

What you lose is not just face, but the official hat on your head.

He did not hesitate at all.

He immediately dialed the phone number of Zhang Ce, the president of Bailu Publishing House, his voice more enthusiastic than ever before.

"Old Zhang! Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"After our expert team's meticulous research and repeated discussions, day and night, we unanimously agree that..."

"The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" is a once-in-a-century masterpiece! It's a powerful voice of our time!

"The ISBN must be approved this afternoon! I'll personally oversee it; it has to be expedited!"

Zhang Ce, on the other end of the phone, held the receiver but remained silent for a long time.

Meanwhile, within the editorial staff of "New Tide" magazine...

Disciplinary inspection staff knocked on the door of the editorial office.

He walked straight to the workstation of the veteran editor, Liu Feng.

"Comrade Liu Feng, you are suspected of leaking trade secrets. Please come with us to cooperate with the investigation."

Amidst the shocked gazes of the entire editorial department,

Liu Feng's face turned deathly pale, and he slumped into his chair.

In a SOHO studio.

A news notification popped up on Lin Que's phone screen.

[Special Circumstances! The ISBN for "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" has been approved; the Provincial Publishing Bureau has opened a green channel for works promoting positive energy!]

He calmly turned off his phone, picked up the coffee on the table, and took a small sip.

It tastes just right.

This fire is burning brightly.

It's time for Grandpa Namiya to say his final goodbye.

He opened Jian Shen's email account, created a new email, and sent it to Xu Lan.

He only wrote three words for the document's title.

[Final Chapter]