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Fu Song was stunned, and the next moment, he saw Chen Long and several elderly men over fifty years old walking in together.
They were talking and laughing, looking very intimate.
The Jiang family girl hurriedly said, "Some of them are leaders of the Writers Association, some are Nobel Prize winners, and some are popular short story writers whose works are included in high school textbooks."
Fu Song couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They were indeed all big shots!
Not to mention the Nobel Prize, there is only one winner in our country so far.
The article was included in the high school textbook...
High school textbooks are not elementary school textbooks. You can't just write a few words and be selected. You have to know that high school students have strong appreciation abilities.
Your writing is not good. These guys really know how to curse!
After exchanging greetings with everyone, the bosses sat down at the table that Fu Song and the other two had just vacated.
It’s just that there are too many big guys in the group, and that position doesn’t seem to be enough.
After Chen Long asked these "elders" who were older than him to sit down, he suddenly found that there were no seats left.
Then all the elders looked at Zhou Wei who was sitting in the middle.
Zhou Wei...
He wanted to get up, but he had asked the waiter to chase Fu Song and the other two away to grab this seat. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to leave like this?
The key is that the elders in front of me are all industry elites, and being able to sit with them will be very beneficial to my own development.
Just as he was hesitating, he saw Chen Long smiling and said, "It's okay, you guys take a seat, I'm just a junior and can just find a seat to squeeze in."
After saying this, he turned around and slowly left despite everyone trying to stop him.
The direction he left was exactly where Fu Song was.
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