"That's right. As the president of the Modern Poetry Association, I personally admire your poems very much."
With the aim of preventing the outflow of talent and facilitating communication, I would like to invite you to join the Modern Poetry Association…
Xu Lu was a little puzzled when he saw the message that Zhou Wenhao had sent again.
The content of the information doesn't reveal anything suspicious.
However, based on Xu Lu's understanding of Zhou Wenhao, the other party probably wasn't a person with such a broad mind.
Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have provoked our General Manager Xu last time and ended up looking foolish.
"Could it be that he's learned his lesson and changed his ways recently?"
Xu Lu muttered something in confusion.
After thinking for a moment, he sent another message without making a sound, this time with a bit more words than before:
"Thank you. What documents are needed to join the Modern Poetry Association?"
...
Zhou Wenhao, on the other side, saw the 'red dot' appear again. He immediately clicked on it and saw the content.
This time, a smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself:
"I thought this Qinglian Hermit was truly without desires, but I didn't expect that after hearing that he could join the Modern Poetry Association, he would still act like a worldly person?"
Thinking of this, Zhou Wenhao became much more reserved and edited the message again:
"It is usually quite difficult to join the Modern Poetry Association, but I, as the president, have seen your talent and cannot bear to let it go to waste, so I have come here to invite you to join the association."
However, if you want to get special permission to join the association, you first need to do something for the association. You have to contribute to the association before everyone will agree..."
contribute?
Is this old bastard trying to get me to give away the 400,000 yuan bonus I just received?
A thought arose in Xu Lu's mind, but he didn't show it and continued replying:
"What contribution do you wish to make to the association?"
Zhou Wenhao's message came immediately:
"Actually, it's quite simple. About half a year ago, the actions of a guy named Xu Lu had a very negative impact on the Modern Poetry Association..."
Xu Lu was startled upon seeing this.
If he hadn't known that he, the Qinglian Hermit, was using this pseudonym and had kept it very secret, he would have thought that Zhou Wenhao on the other side knew his true identity.
However, after carefully reading the message sent by the other party, Xu Lu felt that it might be a coincidence.
so……
Is this old guy trying to get me to help him so he can use me against myself?
Once he understood this, Xu Lu almost burst out laughing.
This guy surnamed Zhou is really unlucky. He was looking for help to deal with the main target, but he ended up finding the main target himself.
However, after a little thought, Xu Lu understood why the other party would do such a thing.
It's because his current pseudonym, 'Qinglian Jushi,' has already demonstrated an extremely high level of modern poetry.
If Zhou Wenhao wants to "take revenge" on our CEO Xu, he needs this kind of talent, and so... this whole situation came about.
"I can't believe that even after all this time, this old bastard is still trying to cause me trouble!"
But you're out of luck this time; you delivered yourself right to my doorstep. Now, just wait and see how I deal with you!
Xu Lu laughed heartily, then sent a message in a righteous and indignant tone:
"That Xu Lu guy is too wicked! He actually tarnished the reputation of the Modern Poetry Association like this. It's outrageous! It's a good thing I didn't know about this at the time, otherwise..."
There is no actual content after 'otherwise', just to leave a suspense.
But when Zhou Wenhao saw this message, he didn't think about any of that; he was immediately excited.
OK!
This is the kind of reaction I wanted to see, not the dry, unhelpful replies I'd heard before!
"Qinglian Residence... Um, Qinglian, I'm so glad you have such thoughts and such a sense of justice."
This guy named Xu Lu is really bad, and his character is terrible. Most people in the Modern Poetry Association hate him.
"If you can teach him a lesson, then joining our association will be a natural next step."
After some build-up, Zhou Wenhao finally revealed his true thoughts.
After reading it, Xu Lu pursed his lips in exasperation.
Am I bad? Am I of poor character?
The guy who talks badly about others behind their backs is the one with truly bad character!
But the act had to continue, and he quickly replied via private message:
"I'd be happy to teach those bad people a lesson, but I'm not a member of the association right now, so it wouldn't be proper for me to step in!"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Wenhao paused for a moment, then thought it made sense:
"Okay, Qinglian, send me your information first. I'll make an exception and let you join the Modern Poetry Association. By the way, what's your real name?"
If I told you my real name, it would scare you to death!
Xu Lu chuckled and began typing rapidly:
"President, I'm sorry, I have social anxiety and don't want to reveal my real name. Please join the association using a pen name!"
“Using just a pen name definitely won’t work. Qinglian is just a name!”
Zhou Wenhao patiently guided him.
However, the person opposite him was just putting on an act, so how could he fall for it?
"That won't do, President. I personally only accept pen names for joining the association. If you insist on using your real name, then forget it!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenhao's expression froze, feeling somewhat annoyed by the guy's stubbornness.
It's just a name, why are you acting like it's going to kill you!
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