The two of them had a pleasant conversation, and after chatting for a while, Christophe's wife looked hesitant.
An Jingzhi asked with natural understanding, "Madam, how can I help you?"
The other party smiled happily, with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shanhe, I really like your work, but every time I wait, my heart always feels uncomfortable."
"I've sent people to your newspaper several times to urge you to update, but Mr. Shan He, your update speed is always neither too fast nor too slow."
"There's a saying in China: 'heart-wrenching'. I think it fits my feelings of waiting perfectly."
An Jingzhi smiled slightly: "Thank you, Madam, for your kindness."
The other person shook her head: "No, no, no, I'm not deliberately praising you, this is my true feeling." She looked serious.
"So I hope you can speed up your writing."
An Jingzhi blinked, and out of the corner of his eye he saw people from the National Government coming and going towards this side. He estimated the distance between the two sides, and instantly thought of a way to get back the money paid by the military to the textile factory.
"Ma'am, I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting," he said with an embarrassed look on his face. "Ma'am, you may not know, but my family also has a textile factory. We received an order for military uniforms, but they delayed paying us, so we almost went out of business."
"I've only been able to resume production since I opened a newspaper office. Although I already have three mothers running the factory, I was the one who signed the order for the military uniforms, so I always have to spend some time trying to see if there's any chance to get the money I'm owed back."
He spread his hands, shrugged, and said, "So I'm sorry, ma'am, I really can't keep up the pace of updates."
"Oh my god," Christopher's wife covered her mouth in surprise, "Hasn't the money owed from a few years ago been paid yet?"
“Has your government already been in such trouble?”
As the two were talking, a hurried middle-aged man's voice came from the side: "This is all a misunderstanding!"
Seeing the three people's eyes fall on him, he walked over quickly with a glass of champagne.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Ambassador, Madam, and Mr. Shanhe, for interrupting your conversation."
"I just happened to overhear your conversation. As a government official, I have to come here to clarify, otherwise it will affect the reputation of our government."
Christophe said a few words that it didn't matter, and his wife and An Jingzhi waited for what the man would say next.
The man turned to An Jingzhi and said sternly, "Mr. An." During the time they were talking, everyone in the government finally figured out An Jingzhi's identity. "I'm sorry that this is the first time we meet."
"Although I'm not entirely sure of the reasons, the government would never default on your funds. It must be someone below you messing around."
Turning to Christophe and his wife, he said, "The government's finances are very healthy. There is absolutely no shortage of funds for purchasing military uniforms."
Christophe smiled and said, "Sir, since your subordinates are dishonest, then you should take care of the officials below you."
"That's exactly what should happen," he said, turning to An Jingzhi. "Mr. Shanhe, please rest assured. When I return, I will fully investigate this matter and find the corrupt official who has tarnished the government's reputation. I will ensure that Mr. Shanhe's money is returned."
An Jingzhi would have just listened to this, if he hadn't said this in front of Christophe today.
He was not bragging. With the current reputation of the newspaper and the reputation of his pen name Mr. Shanhe, he did not believe that the relevant personnel of the National Government would not investigate his situation.
Since they have investigated, how could they not know that they still owe money to the textile factory?
I just think he is a dispensable little person.
The reason why he suddenly showed up today was just to maintain the government's face in front of other countries.
But whether it can be maintained or not is a matter of opinion.
At least Christophe looked like he believed it on the surface, but that look did not escape An Jingzhi's observation.
Mrs. Christophe complained, "I see. Since this gentleman has agreed to help recover the debt, Mr. Shanhe, will the update volume increase after you get the debt?"
An Jingzhi looked at the government official meaningfully, then turned and said to Christophe's wife with a smile:
"Of course, since Madam has resolved my worries, I will naturally devote myself to my creation."
Christophe said, "Ann, don't just write those articles. Write more about economics and politics."
An Jingzhi didn't know, but Christophe himself knew very well how important An Jingzhi's articles were.
Communication was not well developed in that era, but after several years of fermentation and the dissemination of information by people with ulterior motives, all the articles written by An Jingzhi fell into the hands of various countries.
Everyone who has read the article admires An Jingzhi's political and military talents.
Christophe was so polite to An Jingzhi because of his wife, but more importantly, it was because the national leaders of France praised An Jingzhi highly.
After perfectly resolving the issue of fund recovery, An Jingzhi discussed the future direction of the novel with Christophe's wife at the banquet.
On the surface, it seemed that it was Christophe's wife who was giving him advice, but in fact it was An Jingzhi who was guiding her.
In this way, he neither broke the framework of his own article nor gave face to Christopher and his wife, and the two sides had a very pleasant conversation.
As for the government official, after explaining and making a promise, he made an excuse to leave.
It's not that he doesn't want to stay and deal with the French ambassador more, but it's clear that the other party doesn't welcome him. He can't get a word in edgewise in their conversation, and he has left such a bad impression on the other party. He has to deal with this matter quickly, otherwise it may become a big deal and affect the government's reputation.
After the banquet, An Jingzhi became even more famous.
The people who came to visit in the past few days included people from all walks of life.
Having achieved his goal, An Jingzhi no longer liked to attend those banquets and declined them on the pretext of creative work.
That's no excuse; he's actually writing a science fiction novel.
Strictly speaking, it is not real science fiction, of course this is just his opinion, but it is science fiction in the Republic of China.
Just when he had written the framework and made the settings ready for creation, Aunt Xie Yingfeng, with a look of joy on her face, walked in excitedly without even knocking on the door.
"Jingzhi!" The other party came in and walked to An Jingzhi's desk without stopping, holding a contract in his hand. He said happily, "The payment for the military uniforms will be returned!"
"Oh my god, I never thought I could actually get the money for the uniforms!"
"Hahaha! I don't know if these people have finally figured it out and decided to do less immoral things. Today, someone suddenly came to the textile factory and paid off all our debts. They even gave us an extra 10%, saying it was compensation for being owed for so long!"
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