Chapter 177 Recording
Gu Siqing followed Han Zhengping downstairs. As they walked down the stairs, she leaned close to him and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"
"Watch your step." Han Zhengping did not answer her question, but held her wrist and pulled her downstairs.
Gu Siqing was so anxious that he dragged her downstairs and walked to the carport to push the bicycle out. Even though his movements were normal, they seemed to be slow motion in her eyes.
"Brother, can you hurry up?" Gu Siqing urged.
Han Zhengping looked at her from his bicycle, one leg propped up on the ground. "Remove that big word, and I'll probably tell you sooner."
Gu Siqing rolled her eyes, held his arm and sat in the back seat of the car, then patted him, "Little brother, it's time to go."
Han Zhengping smiled and pulled out a White Rabbit candy from his pocket, then reached behind him and handed it to her. Gu Siqing took it, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in her mouth. "Have you come up with a solution?"
"I'll tell you later. I'm taking you to the Chihe River now." Han Zhengping stepped on his bicycle and said, "I'll give you a gift later."
He wanted to keep her in suspense, so Gu Siqing simply stopped asking him and grabbed his clothes by the waist and said, "Today our dance teacher told me that I'm a good seedling and asked me to work hard and participate in competitions in the future. What kind of competition is this? I practice dancing just to look better."
Han Zhengping chuckled, "Did you tell her that?"
"Not really. We still have to respect our teachers." Gu Siqing said, "I told her that my mother sent me to dance class just to prevent me from growing up crooked."
"What did the teacher say?" Han Zhengping's voice was filled with laughter. Xiao Si always spoke in such an interesting way.
"She said that next time I should have my mom accompany me to class, and she wanted to talk to my mom."
"So what are you going to do?" Han Zhengping asked.
Gu Siqing: "Who cares? We'll go together next time. If she wants to talk to my mom, she can go find her herself."
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As the two talked, Gu Siqing felt less depressed.
It was October, the season when sweet osmanthus flowers were in full bloom. Even before reaching Chihe, one could smell their sweet fragrance. Han Zhengping parked his bicycle, and the two of them walked along the Chihe River.
Today was Sunday, and the Chihe River was a major attraction in Lizhou, attracting many visitors. Han Zhengping took her to a less crowded spot, where they sat side by side on a large rock.
"You can tell me now." Gu Siqing said.
"Let me give you something first," Han Zhengping took out a red tape recorder from his bag and handed it over.
Gu Siqing took the recorder in surprise and asked, "Did you just buy it?"
Han Zhengping hummed a sound. Gu Siqing lowered her head to fiddle with the small recorder and listened to him say, "The dual-card recorder is a bit big and inconvenient to hold, so I bought a single-card recorder."
"How much?" Gu Siqing asked. Tape recorders were not cheap at that time.
"383"
"You are so rich?" Gu Siqing really didn't expect that he had so much pocket money.
"I'm not as rich as you, but I still have enough money to buy this." Han Zhengping said as he reached out and pressed a button. Then a voice came from inside:
"Are you Xia Yuan?"
It was Han Zhengping's voice, but it was a little harsh, very different from his usual voice.
Gu Siqing quickly pressed pause and turned to look at him, "You...you called her?"
"Well, keep listening." Han Zhengping pressed the start button again. Xia Yuan's elegant but dissatisfied voice came from inside. She must be unhappy about being called by her name. She said, "I am, who are you?"
"Don't worry about who I am. I'm asking you, why did you ask someone to remove the sticky bean curd book from the shelves? What gives you the right to do that?" Han Zhengping's voice on the recorder was angry and furious. Gu Siqing couldn't help but turn her head to look at him again. She saw him smiling, looking harmless.
Xia Yuan's voice came out of the recorder again. Because it was recorded through a microphone, the voice was not very loud, but it was very clear. "I don't know what you are talking about? Who are you? Are you still a student?"
"Don't you know what I'm talking about? You adults just lie. My dad said it himself. You called his boss and told them not to accept Nian Dou Bao's manuscripts. He also said you had her book pulled from shelves."
"Who is your father?" Xia Yuan asked.
"I won't tell you," Han Zhengping said angrily. "I'm warning you, you'd better not stop preventing the publication of the sticky rice dumpling book, otherwise I will tell people that you used the power of the Xia family to remove other people's books from the shelves and even wrote novels for your daughter."
Xia Yuan was silent for a long time, then said, "Classmate, before doing anything, you should consider the pros and cons. Like you said, I can use the power of the Xia family. Think about it, it will be very easy for me to find out who you are. When that happens, not only you, but even your father will have a hard time."
"You admit that you asked people to remove the sticky rice dumpling book from the shelves." Han Zhengping said.
"Yes, that's what I did. I also prevented any magazine or newspaper in Kyoto from accepting her manuscripts. Not only can I do these things, I can also make your father unemployed forever."
"You are so mean. What does Nian Dou Bao have to do with your daughter's ghostwriting for her? Why do you do this? She doesn't bother you in any way." Han Zhengping's voice trembled a little, as if he was angry.
"Classmate, I'm telling you, I have the power to do whatever I want. You'd better not do anything to displease me, otherwise, your family might be finished. You're a reader of sticky rice dumplings, right? Think about it, is it worth it to put your family in danger for an outsider? Tell me who your father is, and I'll have a good talk with him."
"I won't tell you who my father is. Anyway, I know you're not a good person, and your daughter isn't a child prodigy. Her book was written by you, and don't even think about causing trouble for my father. If you do, I'll tell everyone about this."
"Okay, I won't cause trouble for your dad, but you can't spread what you just said. Let's write it off."
"OK."
The sound ends here.
Gu Siqing turned to look at Han Zhengping, "Are you planning to send this recording to her and threaten her?"
Undoubtedly, in this recording, Xia Yuan admitted to using her power to remove her book from the shelves, refusing to allow her to receive her manuscript, and even tacitly agreeing to ghostwriting. If this recording were to leak, Xia Yuan's reputation would be ruined.
Han Zhengping shook his head. "We can't touch her yet. I asked the people at Xincheng Publishing House, and they said that the Xia family is very low-key. The committee members and ministers of the Xia family are also well-reputed. Xia Yuan is an exception. But we still can't use eggs to hit stones. No matter how bad Xia Yuan is, she is still a member of the Xia family. If the Xia family gets upset, it will affect more than just you."
And the entire Gu family.
As he spoke, he touched Gu Siqing's head and said, "Xiao Si, let's be patient. This recording will be useful one day."
: Brother Han is the best actor.
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