Chapter 72
Xiao pulled his suitcase to the registration desk.

Two little girls are checking in.

"Sir, if you are a writer, please sign this book, if you are an invited guest, please show your invited QR code, we will scan it."

"The writer's collective bus hasn't arrived yet, he must be a guest..." Another little girl said, taking out the code scanning gun to scan the code.

"People from the organizing committee said that some writers will come here by car, yes, it seems that there is only one..." The little girl went to look through the materials as she spoke.

"I should sign this book." Short said, pointing to the writer's autograph book.

He picked up a pen and signed his name in a hurry. Of course, it was a pseudonym-I am a bandit.

The two little girls were probably arranged by the hotel to help. They were very curious about the group of writers. They were very excited to see Short's signature. When they saw that the name he signed was "I am a bandit", they couldn't help laughing. .

"Sir, your pseudonym is really interesting, are you really a bandit?"

"Can I ask you a question, what books have you written?"

Each of the two little girls asked a question, and tacitly "molested" Short openly.

Of course Short is not a vegetarian, and he also responded, "Have you seen "Let the Bullets Fly?"

"I've seen it. Isn't that Jiang Wen's movie? Did you write it?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me. I wrote "Wulong Mountain Bandit Suppression"."

It was a TV series watched by the parents of the little girls. Short deliberately said that in order to "anti-molest" to earn his seniority or something.

Unexpectedly, the little girls understood the intention of the writer who was making fun of them and laughed even more happily.

"Hahaha...he's so funny!"

"She looks about the same age as us..."

Just when everyone was laughing and laughing and the atmosphere was happy and harmonious, there was a commotion in the hall, Short felt a strong aura coming from behind, he turned his head and looked back——

Six or seven people gathered around a woman wearing sunglasses and arrived at the registration desk.

Short recognized her dress, Zong Lili.

"This is the QR code for our Zong Zong's invitation..." An assistant took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

"drop!"

The scan was successful.

"Mr. Zong can bring three entourages, but you are now seven..." said the girl who scanned the QR code.

"Oh, we have, we have our own QR code."

The remaining three people took out their mobile phones and scanned the code one by one.

It turned out that I met acquaintances, businessmen, and everyone was friends.

Short was secretly resentful, damn, a few minutes ago he uttered the swear word "RB" and ended up giving Zong Lili a slap in the face!This would be flirting openly, another chance encounter!His mood can only be described in two words——

What the hell!

Although she was wearing sunglasses, Zong Lili obviously looked Xiao Te up and down again - this character, she remembered it - a little rascal!
Everyone took their meeting document bags and room cards and walked towards the guest rooms.

At this moment, Short's cell phone rang.

Ma Yu's phone call.

"Mr. Ma, are you looking for me?" Short said politely.

"Yes, what I told you last time, you still remember the fact that you will participate in the foundation laying event of the IP town?"

"There is."

"The transportation is very convenient. It only takes more than an hour to drive here. Come over and have dinner together in the evening. I will ask Mr. Wang to send you the location immediately. By the way, the homework is due within three days."

The homework that Ma Yukou mentioned was about the upgrade plan of the "Dada" software, and Short had already prepared it.

"No problem, Mr. Ma, see you tonight."

Short hung up the phone, turned around and walked to the registration desk to ask the two young girls just now. "Has Ma Yu arrived?"

"No, not yet."

Short hurriedly hid in his room, which was a standard room. It seemed that another person would stay here at night.

Short identified a bed and placed his things close by.

"What should I do?" He asked Kong Yao on the phone after sitting down.

Kong Yao appeared on the screen, dressed in stage costumes, and quietly poked her head out from behind the stage curtain.

"I'm telling you something serious, don't make trouble!" Short was not in the mood at the moment, and he severely stopped Kong Yao, who liked to flirt.

"Okay." Kong Yao jumped out from behind the curtain.

Short stared intently, what kind of drama is this?European court dress on the upper body, only long legs on the lower body, and the smooth and slippery bottoms disappear...

He rubbed his nose involuntarily.

Kong Yao sat down on the edge of the stage, intertwining her two legs, shaking her bare feet. "You are at your wit's end tonight, and Wang Sicong will come again. Let's see what identity you use to deal with them, Mr. Variable."

"I'll choke you!" Short patted his forehead and said, "Queen of Hot Pants, are you going to give up your choice now?"

"Whether it's a blessing or a disaster, you can't avoid it. It depends on how what happened tonight changes you. I don't think it's possible to artificially reverse the situation."

"Don't talk pessimistically! Why don't you—"

Short said, telling Kong Yao his plan.

He was going to tell Ma Yu and Wang Sicong that writing has always been his hobby, and he has made a name for himself. The "Super Red Envelope" written under the pseudonym "I am a bandit" became popular, and he was invited to participate in this foundation-laying event. Come here just to make soy sauce.

"Is it suitable? If Ma Yu and Wang Sicong asked you, why didn't you say it earlier? You clearly knew that they would participate." Kong Yao reminded.

"What's inappropriate? Although I am Ma Yu's personal consultant, I am not obliged to report my personal whereabouts in detail, and so is Wang Sicong. Whoever says that a good friend has to tell everything? I can give They laughed and said that it was a bit embarrassing to admit it. After all, the term literary youth is not very positive these days. Seeing that they couldn't hide it, they wanted to give a surprise. Haha..."

"Well, that's the only way..."

More than half an hour later, at 17:15, a call came from Ma Yu’s assistant, Mr. Wang.

"Hey, are you leaving yet?"

"Well, we're leaving, and we'll be there around six o'clock." Short hid in the bathroom and closed the door, as if he was in a car.

"Well, let's have a dinner together at ten past six. When you arrive, just go to the registration office to get your room card. After the banquet, there will be a small team meeting." Mr. Wang arranged over the phone.

"Okay, what kind of banquet are you going to?" Short was a little confused. Isn't it usually a conference meal when you come to a conference?

"Wang Sicong entertained friends in the business field."

"OK……"

After hanging up the phone, Short quickly called Wang Sicong——

"Guess where I am bro?"

"I'm busy, just say so!"

"We can meet tonight!"

"Fuck! You've come to IP Town too?"

"Yeah, why can't you come?"

"Which god did you come from?"

"Secret!"

"Stop pretending, say it!"

"It's a long story, but I'll play with you at night, so I can report to you in detail. Remember, there are surprises!"

"Surprise your sister!"

After hanging up the phone, Short turned around in the room, constantly muttering: "It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Does a person have to go through such a stretched moment in his life?Only this time, Short feels pressured, how can he resolve it?

"What's the matter with you?" Kong Yao jumped out and asked, "It's over, it's over, it's unlucky!"

Xiaote knew that talking was useless. At this moment, he just wanted to be quiet and casually dismissed Kong Yao: "Bai Mi Yi Shu, I forgot to bring my formal clothes!"

Kong Yao acted desperately, and said: "It's good that you are like this, no one stipulates that you must wear a suit and tie when going to a banquet."

"All right……"

(End of this chapter)

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