Weibo forwarded the lottery and won a smart speaker

"...Bian Zeming, the representative of young entrepreneurs in our city and the general manager of Xuri Mingze Electronics Co., Ltd., spoke on behalf of young entrepreneurs. In his speech, he introduced his practical experience in starting a business, the difficulties he encountered in starting a business, and the next step of development. Plan. Xuri Mingze Electronics Co., Ltd. is a newly emerging company in our city that produces smart chassis as its main product. In the past six months, the company has brought new kinetic energy and strength to the innovation and development of the city's economy, breaking several large enterprises. Monopoly on this product. At present, the municipal government has reached a strategic cooperation with Rising Sun Mingze Company. In the future, the intelligentization of public transportation and government services in our city will be ahead of advanced cities in the whole province and even the whole country..."

After reading the news, Gong Xu turned off the TV with the remote control, and the room quickly returned to silence. He dropped the remote control on the coffee table, and with a "bang", Bian Zeming, who was standing beside him, was taken aback. Jumping, said in his heart: This man really doesn't cherish things.

"You're very promising." Gong Xu's words were a little proud, more like praising himself, of course, there was a hint of teasing and a little bit of sarcasm in the words, don't think about it, this is for Bian Zeming.

Bian Zeming didn't dare to accept the offer, flatteringly said: "All the achievements I made are given by you."

"My sister always says we're messing around, you say it's messing around?" Gong Xu asked Bian Zeming angrily, looking like an angry puffer fish.

"It's not nonsense." Bian Zeming continued to flatter him.

"You know how to perfunctory me." Gong Xu said, hooking his fingers, Bian Zeming bent down and brought his face closer. He was still fantasizing that Gong Xu wanted to kiss him, but Gong Xu stretched out his hand and squeezed him With one touch, he grinned in pain, and a red mark appeared on his face in an instant.

"Xiao Xu, it hurts." He covered his face and said.

After a long time, Gong Xu was really too lazy to bother with him, so he could only pinch him on the other side to relieve his hatred. Although he slapped him hard, his words were filled with concern: "Be careful during this time. He must know about your exposure this time. According to his temper, he won't let you go easily." After finishing speaking, he wanted to push him away.

But Bian Zeming stood still beside Gong Xu's wheelchair, not letting Gong Xu succeed. He rubbed his aching cheeks with a naive smile, and the corners of his mouth opened a nice arc. He leaned over to kiss Gong Xu again, and said after kissing: "It's so touching that you care so much about me."

"Get out." Gong Xu rubbed the corners of his mouth, but the scent of the damned Bian Zeming melted all over him. He scolded Bian Zeming angrily, but Bian Zeming kissed him on the cheek again, This time Gong Xu couldn't push it away even with all his strength, instead the wheelchair rubbed back.

This person has been clinging to him too much recently, as if he has changed himself presumptuously. Although sometimes his temper makes him resist this kind of closeness involuntarily, but there is a touch of tenderness in his heart that cannot go away.The car accident a year ago made it difficult for him to trust the people around him, but what happened some time ago proved that Bian Zeming's loyalty was beyond doubt. He knew Bian Zeming's affection for him, It's just that this kind of resistance is engraved in his bones, and it can't be dispelled in a year or two. He also needs time.

At this time Bian Zeming's cell phone rang, he nodded at Gong Xu, walked aside to pick it up, Gong Xu sat in the wheelchair and looked at Bian Zeming, feeling a sense of accomplishment.Now he is calm, confident, and firm... There is a certain attractive charm exuding from his bones in his gestures, and this charm is trained by him, and it is accompanied by more and more wantonness.Thinking about the early winter of last year, this man was sitting on the side of the road like a drowning dog, looking as if he was going to die.After following him, she was also timid and cowardly, cautious towards him for fear of touching her own scales.

It's actually a kind of sympathy.Because they lost a lot at a young age, and there is something romantic about growing up together.Looking at Bian Zeming on TV, how could he not be proud.In fact, he would not say that at a certain moment, he imagined that the person sitting there was himself...

Bian Zeming hung up the phone at this time, returned to his side, and said, "It's editor Ke Jia, asking how we are going. I told you what you mean, he seems to be going crazy."

"Ha..." Gong Xu smiled, which was expected.After experiencing Zhuo Muyang, Gong Xu understood one thing, human ambition is really scary, that's it, if you don't get satisfied, you will do unimaginable things.

"Shall I contact editor Xiaolu?" Bian Zeming asked him.

This is the time to add a handful of sticks to the fire so things get interesting. "Well, by the way, tell her about the manuscript in the mailbox, and see how she responds..."

"it is good."

Fawn rubbed his sore temples, watching Ke Jia bark like a mad dog in the office.She was very baffled, Ke Jia just answered the phone, and then couldn't control her emotions, a big man was making noise in the office regardless of his image, it was really amazing.Ke Jia scolded her for being a whore, scolded her for using unscrupulous means in exchange for benefits, and scolded her for conniving at her author to buy trolls and spread rumors on Weibo...

The others in the office were all watching Ke Jia's ugly behavior. Although no one spoke, they were all thinking about how true or false his revelation was.

Xiaolu chose to be silent, but this kind of silence does not mean acquiescence, but she doesn't want to complicate things.Most of the dirty water is dirty, but some of it is true. After all, the woodpecker really did the rumors.

The fixed phone on the desk rang at the right time, but Ke Jia didn't stop insulting because of it. Xiaolu covered her ears and answered, frowning and trying to distinguish, "Hello, editor Xiaolu, hello." The other party obviously heard the noise on the phone, He said apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you. Is there something wrong with you? Otherwise, I'll call later."

She liked this kind of polite tone very much, so she told the other party her mobile phone number. "You can call me on my cell phone. It's a little noisy here. I'll go out and pick it up later."

She had just hung up the landline when the cell phone rang.While Ke Jia was accusing herself with others, she covered her ears and sneaked out.The women's restroom is very safe. Ke Jia, a big man, dare not come here to fight with her. The man introduced himself as a family member of "Nineteen Days" on the phone, and Xiaolu couldn't explain why he felt an inexplicable familiarity with this male voice. .

"Editor Xiaolu, after we think about it again and again, we still want to sign the work to you."

Sure enough, Ke Jia's outburst this time was not unfounded, so she said: "Thank you for your trust in me, but Editor Ke has been paying attention to me for a long time, and your behavior makes me very embarrassed."

The man's hearty laughter came from the phone, and he said: "We chose you because of your ability. We have been paying attention to your author Woodpecker for a long time, and we also want to become a successful writer like him. Of course, the author The writing level itself is very important, and the other is the marketing ability of the editor.”

The man deliberately emphasized the word marketing ability, which made Xiao Lu suddenly embarrassed, "What are you talking about? The writing level is more important."

The man cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I called you and sent a manuscript to your mailbox before the serialization of Woodpecker's new work, did you not read it?"

"Where, which one?" Xiaolu asked guiltyly.

He said to himself: "Then you must have not read it. Hey, I know that you will not take time out of your busy schedule to read articles by little-known authors like our Jiang Xu. If you read it, you must There will be no woodpecker's results today."

"What are you talking about?" Xiaolu felt that this person was really baffled.

The man said sadly: "We really didn't expect Woodpecker to plagiarize the manuscript written by Jiang Xu before his death. We, a little-known author like us, can't produce any evidence to prove that such a powerful author plagiarized our work. , so we can only choose to watch the situation temporarily. We also noticed that he signed a film and television contract not long ago, and the animation contract is also in contact. I feel that as his family members, we must stand up. Otherwise, we The loss is immeasurable."

"You, what are you talking about? What plagiarism?" This is the second time in a short period of time that she has heard that Woodpecker has been accused of plagiarism. She still can't believe it. After all, if it is true, her own future will be ruined by Woodpecker. body.At this time, she had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of a sleepless morning in summer, a stranger called her to say that she wanted to contribute, and she nonchalantly mentioned a disused mailbox...

She unscrewed the toilet door, rushed back to the office, and tapped the unfamiliar email address and password with trembling hands. Maybe she was too nervous, or maybe because Ke Jia was too noisy, she entered the password three or four times before entering the correct password. , her mailbox is full of submissions from all kinds of people who dream of being an author. Yes, she did despise the dreams of these people, so as God’s punishment for her, her irresponsible behavior is about to be ruined. She has fought her own career for many years.

According to the date, she easily found the manuscript that had been lying quietly in the mailbox for almost a month, downloaded it and opened it, and it was only a few pages, which almost made her heart stop beating. The serialized works are not bad at all.Xiaolu quickly closed the notebook, found a quiet place, and asked him: "You guys did the plagiarism complaint to Weiman Animation?"

The man smiled, "Well, yes. Did you see the manuscript? Did you see the date?"

"what do you want?"

"I want to get back what belongs to Jiang Xu, and I want Zhuo Muyang to be ruined."

"Then I'm innocent...I...I'm innocent!" Xiaolu emphasized unconsciously. "Don't hurt me!" She was implicated, but she didn't know how to hide it.

"Ha... Are there any innocent people in this matter? Editor Xiaolu, where were you when Zhuo Muyang asked the navy to spread rumors about Jiang Xu? You knew it, but did you persuade him to come forward and admit it? ? When Weiman Animation said that he plagiarized, you still chose to stand on his side, which is not in line with your sense of justice."

Fawn had nothing to say, and collapsed on the bench in the corridor.The messy roars in the office were still Ke Jia's noises. At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, making her look extraordinarily fragile.

"Ke Jia is very irritable now. You have blocked his way and he is holding you back. Do you think you can hide it?"

"Then tell me, what exactly do you want? What do you want?" Xiaolu asked numbly, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

The man slowly spit out his thoughts word by word: "You, as Zhuo Muyang's editor, use your Weibo to report that Zhuo Muyang plagiarized Jiang Xu's works and spread rumors about Jiang Xu, and then @走卓朝阳. Don’t tell him before posting on Weibo.”

"What if I don't?" Deer asked tentatively.

"Do you still have a choice? If you listen to me, I can guarantee that you will continue to love and devote yourself to the career you are passionate about in the future. But if you sing against me, you will be like Zhuo Muyang The reputation in this circle has been ruined, and there is no chance to stand up again."

"who are you?"

The man sneered and said: "I am Jiang Xu's family member, and I want to seek justice for him. Don't try to play tricks, do you think Zhuo Muyang's famous works are also innocent?"

"What?" Little Lu straightened up, his hands were as cold as ice.

The man continued: "This is the end of the matter, I'm not afraid to tell you that he, Zhuo Muyang, was a deranged thief from the beginning to the end. He stole all of Jiang Xu's works during his lifetime and turned them into his own to gain fame and fortune. Punish him by law." He's taken him so cheaply that we're going to see him go to his own demise."