I'm not a literary giant

Chapter 57: Die after having enough (Thanks to Alliance Leader Mo Xiaoxuan)
｛The previous chapter has been revised. If you find that it does not match your memory, please read the previous chapter again.｝
No one thought that Wang Zixu would really ask Gou Yingbiao to bow and apologize to him, including Gou Yingbiao himself.

An apology is so cheap, but the tip of the tongue touches the upper palate, the lips touch, and the three words "I'm sorry" are said naturally and smoothly, and then a slight bow is made, which is already a very grand gift.

Compared with the tangible benefits of being evaluated for excellence and promoted, an apology is so insignificant that it is forgotten once it is done. The stars turn, the mountains and rivers remain the same, mistakes will continue to be made, and what is lost will never come back.

Just as excellence is not enough to comfort Wang Zixu's past, an apology is not enough to make up for Wang Zixu's wasted life. This apology is so light to Wang Zixu, just like a band-aid handed to him by someone next to him after he was smashed to pieces.

The weight of this apology can also be very heavy. For Gou Yingbiao, this apology is an unbearable burden in the workplace.

As we all know, leaders cannot be wrong. If they are wrong, it means that the execution is not thorough enough. As long as they are firmly implemented for a long time, sooner or later they will be proven right. Questioning the leader's mistakes is itself an act of disrupting the morale of the troops. Not to mention asking the leader to bow his head and apologize and admit his mistakes.

If the leader admits his mistake today, someone will disobey his orders tomorrow, and they will rebel the day after tomorrow. The collapse of a snow mountain often starts with a rebellious snowflake.

But Wang Zixu only wanted an apology. No more, no less. Just an apology.

Because it would make him feel good.

It was great if it was satisfying. He even felt that he had lived to this day just to see Director Gou’s greasy Mediterranean forehead bow his head, making the past nine years worthwhile.

Gou Yingbiao stared at Wang Zixu, and that look seemed to be asking, can you change someone?
Wang Zixu still stood as straight as a flagpole, without changing his position.

Gou Yingbiao looked pleadingly and asked, "Please don't embarrass me, okay?"
Wang Zixu looked away, just wanting to embarrass you.

Mei Rucheng said, "Gou Yingbiao, whether you can keep Comrade Xiao Wang here will test your political wisdom and determination."

Gou Yingbiao sniffed for a long time and then asked, "Can I close the door? It's a bit cold."

……

The door of Director Gou's office opened. At this time, all the colleagues in the unit were crowded in the corridor, in groups of three or four, like toads lying on the shore in the dry season. The door opened, and Wang Zixu walked out, holding the evaluation charter in his hand, with a dignified demeanor.

When Director Gou apologized just now, Wang Zixu agreed to let him close the door. That was the last bit of dignity he left for him.

But in the eyes of the colleagues who were watching the whole process, it didn't really matter whether the door was closed or not. Everyone knew what was going on inside the door, otherwise there would be no need to close the door.

Moreover, this opaque door actually made the onlookers more speculative. Originally, Gou Ju simply lowered his head, but in the minds of the people outside the door, there were all kinds of Gou Ju in their minds. This is the horror of imagination.

This door was originally meant to cover up one's shame, but it made Gou Ju even more embarrassed, which he had never expected.

Everyone stared at Wang Zixu as he walked out of the door in high spirits. For a moment, Zhang Cangnian felt as if time had gone back to the year when Wang Zixu had just joined the company.

But the scene changed, back to this moment and this place. Wang Zixu was still the unshaven 30-year-old middle-aged man, with the same light in his eyes, but less innocent and more cunning. He passed by his colleagues, Zhang Cangnian, Guo Ranran, Xiang Zhiqiang, Song Yinglian, and Diao Yiwen in turn, without saying a word. His colleagues also said nothing. Surrounded by the crowd, their silence was deafening.

Tonight, Diao Yiwen's campaign team stayed up all night. Until three in the morning, they were still talking about Wang Zixu.

They were still young and had no idea about the big boss. They only vaguely felt that he was a huge and powerful being. In their minds, Director Gou was already the most powerful person in the world, but in the end, just because of the attitude of the big boss, Director Gou had to humiliate himself and bow his head to a clerk.

They were puzzled: If Wang Zixu was really talented, why couldn't he even publish his works in Xihe Literature and Art? If Wang Zixu had a background, why did he waste nine years at the level of a clerk?

If Wang Zixu had no talent and no background, how did he get the recognition of the top leaders? How did Director Mei say frankly that he was here to support him?
Overnight, Wang Zixu's identity and image became confusing. This simple and honest man turned into an old man in the mountains. When they recalled what they had done during the day, everyone felt cold in their hearts, fearing that the old man in the dark would come to settle accounts with them.

The only one who had a good sleep was Diao Yiwen. After get off work, she returned to her two-story villa and carefully told her father, the deputy county chief, what had happened today.

After being stunned for a while, her father discussed it with her mother, the deputy director. The two discussed various possibilities, analyzed Wang Zixu's background and Shen Jianqiu's attitude, and finally came up with the most reliable solution.

"Then don't take the Excellence Award for now. Just give it to him." Dad said, "It doesn't matter whether you take the Excellence Award or not. It's not good to create an enemy for nothing. And consider Director Gou's feelings and explain your thoughts to him."

Diao Yiwen nodded, and her father said, "Sometimes, the more insignificant the role, the more careful you should be. If you don't want to be this outstanding, there are still ten thousand ways to get promoted early, but it's easy for a small role to be destroyed by you. You must remember that it's better to be safe than sorry."

Diao Yiwen nodded.

The next day, she found that Xihe was once again detonated by the Wang Zixu incident. On the third day, it even spread beyond the borders - to the next county. Her father heard about this gossip again from an outsider's perspective. This time he was deeply moved and had new feelings, but he firmly believed that his way of handling it was fine.

Of course, this is all later. At that time, Director Gou wanted to invite Director Mei to dinner, but Director Mei refused and asked Wang Zixu to come downstairs to see him off.

Wang Zixu escorted the two downstairs. Section Chief Liu handed him the speech and said, "Do you remember? Make a press release and send it to me when the time comes."

Wang Zixu said, okay.

Section Chief Liu drove here. Before Director Mei got in the car, he looked back at Wang Zixu and said, "Your personality is indeed not suitable for being an official. Since you are not interested in this, you should take every step steadily. Although you will not come to our government office, I still wish you the best. After all, you have helped us a lot. As for the matter of Xihe Literature and Art, you should go to their editorial department to have a look. Your level is not so low that you cannot improve."

Wang Zixu nodded.

Director Mei added, "You can go with Lin Feng. He told me about you. He will definitely be willing to take you."

Wang Zixu said, okay.

"Wang Zixu, Wang Zixu," Mei Rucheng said at last, "Since you want to console yourself for your past life, you should achieve success in a secular sense."

(End of this chapter)