"Then you try it!"
Xin Guoguo was filled with annoyance.
I thought the circle of intellectuals would be less dirty, but I didn’t expect that all circles in the world are the same!
She regretted going out.
Feng Yuyao is a leading figure in the Beijing Writers Association. In recent years, his books have always ranked among the top ten in the sales list. In the Beijing literary world, his words also carry some weight.
On ordinary days, apart from those big guys, everyone else, even veteran authors, would be respectful and fawning when they met him.
This is the first time I've encountered such a tough guy.
Feng Yuyao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Good! You're tough enough! I want to see how long you can keep being tough!"
He snorted coldly and turned away.
The group of people following him followed closely behind.
Many people looked at Xin Guoguo with sympathy, but no one came forward to say a word.
Xin Guoguo withdrew her gaze indifferently and glanced around, feeling uninterested.
She put down her wine glass and walked away.
She will never come to such a party again.
Waste of time!
Just after taking two steps, a voice came over: "Ms. Xin, please wait!"
Xin Guoguo stopped and looked back.
Seeing that it was the person who laughed earlier, he asked him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
The man walked slowly towards me with a kind smile on his face.
Stopping at a distance, he extended his hand: "Hello, let me introduce myself, my name is Xu Mo."
Xin Guoguo raised an eyebrow.
This name sounds familiar!
Lowering her eyes, she looked at the man's slender fingers, then Xin Guoguo raised her hand and gently shook it: "Hello, Xin Tianmu."
"Nice to meet you."
Xin Guoguo smiled faintly: "Nice to meet you."
Then, take your hand back.
Xu Mo also took his hand back and looked at Xin Guoguo with sincere eyes:
"Ms. Xin, were you planning to leave just now?"
"Yeah. Something happened at home."
This is an excuse, and those who understand will understand.
Xu Mo smiled gently. "Scum always hides under the skin of a decent-looking person. But Ms. Xin, please don't think that every decent-looking person in the world is a scum just because of the existence of scum."
Xin Guoguo: ...
I didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Yes, yes, Ms. Xin, if your family matters aren't urgent, then don't leave yet! Our Writers Association's annual meeting isn't just filled with scoundrels; it's also very interesting, and you can learn a lot. If you leave like this, you'll be at a huge loss."
Another young man came over, holding a glass of pink wine in his hand. He looked lazy and rebellious, but when he smiled, two dimples appeared, making him look particularly cute.
"That's right! Ms. Xin, don't worry. Some people just want to talk big. Just treat it as a fart and ignore it."
The lady was wearing a bright red dress, with her eyebrows and eyes full of pride.
"Maybe he's been in the entertainment industry for too long and brought his own style into the literary world. And he's still banning me? Ha!"
As she spoke, she rolled her eyes and her face was full of disdain.
A group of young people gathered together, talking one after another, all expressing their dissatisfaction with Feng Yuyao.
These people are all new and emerging writers. Although they don't have any big support behind them, they can't stand people taking advantage of their power to bully others.
Xin Guoguo watched as everyone spoke up for her and comforted her, then curled her lips slightly:
"Thank you all for speaking up."
"Hey! What's there to thank me for? Oh, by the way, what was the conflict between you two just now?"
The rebellious young man came over with a curious look on his face.
They were standing far away and only heard Xu Mo laugh, followed by that person's shouting. They had no idea what was going on.
Xin Guoguo didn't intend to hide it, so she just told him what had just happened.
Everyone: ...
"Oh my god! Is he so fierce? Old Yu and the others are still here!"
"The president is here today! I'm going to check the surveillance footage and make sure he sees his true face!"
"I'm going too!"
A group of people called their friends and left the banquet hall arm in arm.
Xin Guoguo: ???
Why are these people so excited?
Xu Mo did not follow those people. Seeing her puzzled face, he seemed to be able to see through her thoughts:
"Feng Yuyao isn't a very good person. He's a long-time member of the Writers' Association and always likes to bully newcomers. Normally, everyone just gives him a few words, but since we have no evidence, we can only feel aggrieved."
"So, now that they have evidence, they're taking this opportunity to retaliate?"
Xu Mo: ...
"Um... can you say that?"
Xin Guoguo: ...
"Okay! Then I'll just sit back and wait for the melon!"
"You're not angry?"
"Why should I be angry? I'm happy to have someone to help me!"
However, after others have taken their revenge, it will be her turn.
I just hope that Feng Yuyao can be a little more resilient and not be killed so quickly.
Feng Yuyao had no idea that a group of young people here had formed a temporary revenge group and were ready to take revenge for all the grievances they had suffered in the past!
He hit a big snag with Xin Guoguo and was very angry.
But now that the president and those big guys were here, he didn't dare to make too much noise and could only return to his lounge in frustration.
Sitting on the recliner in the lounge, he became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. He tossed and turned, feeling uncomfortable.
Finally, he simply called his assistant and said, "Go, have the newspaper write something..."
The assistant received the order and turned to leave.
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