Chapter 591: Teeth Almost Broken
Gu Siqing wanted to eat some private dishes, so they drove to a private restaurant in the city. After entering the restaurant, Gu Siqing said to Han Zhengping, "Shouldn't we give each family member a mobile phone like this?"
Han Zhengping hummed, "It's ready. Everyone around us has it."
"We can finally get rid of that big brick." Gu Siqing said to Han Zhengping again.
As she said this, she saw several people approaching. Gu Siqing knew them all: Ling Pingying and several big names in the literary world. Although Gu Siqing had never dealt with these big names before, she had met them when she participated in activities organized by the Writers Association.
Gu Siqing was stunned for a moment, then took the initiative to greet the bosses. Although they were unfamiliar with each other, taking the initiative to greet them was a sign of respect. Actually, there was no conflict between them.
After a few pleasantries, Gu Siqing and the others followed the waiter into a private room, while Ling Pingying and Qi Xinhou followed several big men into another private room. After sitting down, Ling Pingying said, "You are so young and you don't leave yourself a way out when doing things. Gu..."
"Mr. Yan, order whatever you want to eat." Qi Xinhou interrupted Ling Pingying.
During this meeting, Gu Siqing was polite and respectful to the big guys when speaking. It was obvious that what they did was flawless. However, Ling Pingying criticized Gu Siqing at this time, which made her seem petty.
Several of the bosses were somewhat displeased with Ling Pingying's behavior in recent years. However, since they still had a good relationship with her, they didn't say anything and pretended not to hear her words.
After ordering, Ling Pingying took out a few paintings for everyone to appreciate, and then gave them directly to several bigwigs. The Qingyuan Literature Award was about to be awarded, and everyone understood what Ling Pingying meant by giving the paintings, so the bigwigs refused to accept them.
Mr. Yan smiled and handed the painting to Ling Pingying, saying, "The judges for the Qingyuan Literature Award are different every year. I don't know who they will be this year."
In other words, they are not necessarily judges, so they cannot be accepted.
Ling Pingying's face turned pale. She had heard that these people were the main judges for the Qingyuan Literature Award. Now that they were refusing her gift, did they mean that her book had no chance of winning?
"I put a lot of effort into this book. I mainly want to express..."
Ling Pingying began to discuss the inner thoughts behind her book and her original intentions when she wrote it. The other leaders listened as they ate. They had been attending many such dinners these days. They were just wondering when they would finally have a meal with Gu Siqing. They were still very optimistic about Zhitu.
Gu Siqing didn't know what the other leaders were thinking. She was discussing the translation of Zhitu with Han Zhengping. When Han Zhengping heard her plan to translate it herself, he agreed and asked, "What are your thoughts on the Qingyuan Literature Prize?"
"Of course I want to win the award!" Gu Siqing said, "But I don't really want to go to great lengths to win it."
Han Zhengping picked up some food for her and swallowed what he wanted to say. Actually, some time ago, his grandfather had dinner with a leader from the Propaganda Department. The leader said that the Writers Association was a bit short on funds, so the annual Qingyuan Literature Award prize was not very high.
After returning home, his grandfather said he wanted to donate money to the Writers Association to support the development of national literature, but he was persuaded by him. This year, Xiao Si's book can be entered into the Qingyuan Literature Award. If they donated money and Xiao Si won the award, people would definitely say that he bought it.
Even if I want to donate money, I'll wait until the awards ceremony is over.
Gu Siqing didn't know what was going on in his mind, so she continued, "As for winning the award, it's not like I don't want to do anything. If I have the chance to get in touch with Mr. Yan Shi, I will go and try to win over Mr. Yan Shi."
Han Zhengping smiled. "Didn't Mr. Yan Shi follow your Zhitu before? I guess there's no need to do anything. Mr. Yan Shi will definitely choose you when the time comes."
"Not necessarily."
Gu Siqing had nothing to do that afternoon, so after lunch she went with Han Zhengping to his office. While Han Zhengping worked, she read an English-language book. She planned to study more Western literature before beginning her translation of Zhitu.
For the next few days, Gu Siqing went to work with Han Zhengping every day. It was really work, Han Zhengping busy with his work, while Gu Siqing did her research on Western literature.
Every time Han Zhengping's assistant, Wei Yang, entered the office, he felt like he was disturbing their peaceful time. One time, he couldn't help but ask Han Zhengping curiously, "Engineer Su, how does it feel to work with your fiancée every day?"
Han Zhengping glanced at him and said, "You'll know when you get a date."
What was it like? Even after work, when he looked up and saw her, even without any communication, he felt his heart overflow with joy.
Gu Siqing had been working with Han Zhengping for a few days when the Writers Association invited her to a seminar. She inquired about it and learned that it was chaired by Mr. Yan Shi, so she had to attend no matter what.
She arrived at the venue more than ten minutes early, but there were already quite a few people there. The bigwigs were seated at the front of the seminar, so she found a seat close to Mr. Yan Shi.
Mr. Yan Shi and his team arrived five minutes before the seminar began. The theme of the seminar was cultural output. The discussion was about what adjustments should be made to literature, as the primary form of cultural output.
At the meeting, the leaders all expressed their opinions, while newcomers like Gu Siqing, who had only been in the industry for a short time, listened and took notes in the back. The seminar lasted more than two hours and ended around noon.
Gu Siqing was interested in "chatting" with Mr. Yan Shi, so she watched him get up to leave the venue and quickly got up to follow him. After leaving the venue, she walked directly to Mr. Yan Shi with her notebook in hand and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Yan Shi."
There are many ways to "strike up a conversation," but Gu Siqing chose the most direct approach. She felt that someone like Mr. Yan Shi had seen a lot of things, and playing tricks on him would be easily discovered, making everyone awkward. It would be better to be direct.
"Hello." Mr. Yanshi said with a smile, "I know you, the talented young writer, sticky bean curd."
There was a joking tone in his voice, and Gu Siqing felt a little embarrassed. She grinned and said, "Who dares to call themselves a genius in front of you?"
Mr. Yan Shi laughed heartily, "Your book 'Zhi Tu' is very well written. I have been following it."
"Thank you!" Gu Siqing said somewhat flattered.
"It's almost lunch time. Are you free? If you are, let's go together." Mr. Yan Shi said again.
This time, Gu Siqing was truly flattered. She quickly said, "I'm free, I'm free."
Mr. Yan Shi laughed again, and then walked away while talking to the people around him, with Gu Siqing following beside him. Not far away, Ling Pingying saw Gu Siqing following Mr. Yan Shi away, and her teeth almost broke.
: Although it's almost finished, there's still some content. It's just that it's slowly being wound up.
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