I'm not a literary giant

Chapter 58 No one calls Wang Zixu (Thanks to the leader, I am the one who is resurrected)

Wang Zixu didn't go to work in the afternoon.

He didn't go to work because he wanted to be an outlaw. After a nap, he sat on the hard brown mattress. The afternoon sun shone into the room, making him feel hot all over. After the adrenaline level subsided, he suddenly remembered how many people he had offended and began to get scared.

He couldn't help but count the number of people he had offended: first, Gou Yingbiao. To offend him was actually to offend a group of people who were protecting the leader;

He also offended Diao Yiwen's campaign group, which meant that all the young colleagues who had just joined the job were offended by him;
What's worse is that he also cited several damning examples, such as Hu Xiaoping who had won the Excellent Award. This old lady is mainly a nagging person. She might be sitting in the office eating melon seeds and scolding him now.

People may not remember that he spoke out for those who worked hard and diligently, but they can certainly remember that he challenged his superiors because he had not received an excellent grade in nine years. Therefore, in the past nine years, all those who had received an excellent grade became his targets.

By this calculation, he had offended all three generations of employees in the company. Thinking of this, Wang Zixu began to think about resigning.

He was like a middle school student who didn't want to go to school because he hadn't done his homework. He sat at home and waited until the clock passed 2:30, but he still hadn't left for work.

He thought that if someone called him and asked why he was not at work, he would pretend to have overslept and then go to work decently, making it seem as if he had been invited there first.

Normally, if he was not at his workstation, someone would call him within a few minutes and ask him where he was and why he hadn't come to work yet. He would just say, "I'm here, I'm in the bathroom," and then slowly walk into the office under the suspicious eyes of his colleagues.

In all these years of working, he has never been late or left early. This is his pride and his pursuit of perfectionism. As we all know, once imperfection occurs, people tend to give up on themselves.

Wang Zixu sat on the bed until after three o'clock. The sunlight outside the window turned from scorched yellow to slowly red, but no one called him, not even a single person.

He never missed work before, and everyone had high expectations of him. But when he deliberately missed work, people didn't dare to say anything to him. Being audacious is simply a passport for the audacious. Wang Zixu thought this world was ridiculous and laughable.

What he didn't know was that at that moment, the company was in perfect order, no one mentioned him, and everyone just ignored him.

When Director Gou knew that Wang Zixu didn't come to work, he was relieved. He wished he didn't see Wang Zixu. Guo Ranran also knew that Wang Zixu didn't come to work, but she was glad that she didn't have to face that evil star and didn't complain at all. Xu Shichao also knew that Wang Zixu didn't come to work. He thought Wang Zixu went to the government office to see Mei Rucheng.

In fact, everyone in the company knew that Wang Zixu was not at work. But everyone tacitly agreed not to mention Wang Zixu. Everyone pretended that there was no such person in the company. So Wang Zixu really did not exist.

In other words, Wang Zixu's existence finally returned to its own existence. If Sartre knew about this, he would bless him with a smile on his face to regain his freedom. But Wang Zixu didn't know that he had become the freest man in the whole Xihe. He thought he was isolated.

At half past three, someone Wang Zixu didn't expect called him. It was Ye Lan.

"Have you decided how to sign the contract?" Ye Lan asked, "Will you sign it yourself or have someone else sign it for you?"

Wang Zixu said, "Let's sign for you."

He's not really ready to quit yet.

Ye Lan said, "Okay, who are you going to let sign for you? Your wife? Or your parents?"

Wang Zixu was silent. Emotionally, he would rather let his wife hold the shares on his behalf, but his mind told him that he shouldn't tell his wife about this.

Ye Lan said: "Let me remind you, I suggest that you let your parents hold the shares. It's not that there is a problem with your relationship with your wife, I have just seen some similar cases where the couple held shares on behalf of each other, and in the end, the divorce was ugly -

"Of course, I'm not saying you'll get divorced. What I mean is that for things like this, it's better to let the parents do it. After all, a couple is no longer husband and wife after divorce, but the relationship between father and son and mother and son cannot be severed."

Wang Zixu said: "When your parents divorce and remarry, sometimes they are no longer your parents."

Ye Lan smiled and said, "That's a minority after all. Most people love their children. Oh, I actually know this idiom. I'm really cultured. I'm just reminding you. Whoever you want to hold the shares on your behalf is fine. I have no objection."

Philosophers have a lot to say about trust. The problem is: even if you trust someone the most, you don't need to give him a knife and let him hold it against your back. Trust cannot be tested just as human nature cannot be tested. Wang Zixu thought for a long time and decided to let his father hold the shares on his behalf. This decision has nothing to do with trust.

He trusted his wife very much, but he did not dare to tell her the role he played in Wen Ai Company. As smart as his wife was, she must have guessed what he was doing the moment he brought the contract.

At least in front of his wife, he wanted to maintain his dignity.

After making the decision, Ye Lan smiled and said, "By the way, do you want to try taking orders recently? A lot of people have ordered you."

Wang Zixu felt that this statement was a bit embarrassing: "What do you mean by pointing at me?"

"Didn't you take first place in the daily sales chart last time? A lot of people noticed you. They are very interested in you. Some of them include big spenders."

The R in Big R stands for RMB, which means RMB players. Wang Zixu is interested in RMB, but at the same time he is afraid to get deeply involved.

"I just want to be responsible for literature and don't want to get entangled with specific people."

"But you really did a great job. Qiuge once described your speech therapy to me, praising you to the skies. It made me want to test your skills."

Ye Lan laughed as she spoke, and her bell-like voice easily reminded people of her silver pendant earrings and delicate collarbone that day.

Wang Zixu said, no, I don't want to do speech therapy in the first place, let alone with people I know in real life. If I do speech therapy with people I know in real life, the result may not be quality, it may easily turn out to be yellow.

Ye Lan got angry: "I was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously?" He hung up.

Wang Zixu held the cell phone with a busy tone and spread his hands towards the wall. He had no idea why a woman's emotions could fluctuate so drastically.

The next second, another unexpected person called, it was Lin Feng.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Feng said, "Brother, I heard that you had a quarrel with your leader?"

Wang Zixu smiled awkwardly: "At that time, I was impulsive."

"Be brave. A true warrior dares to face the powerful, rather than draw his sword against the weaker. You are very brave, very brave." Lin Feng said, "Are you free this afternoon? Do you want to go to Xihe Literature and Art with me?"

Wang Zixu was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Where is the Xihe Literature and Art you are talking about?"

"Their editorial department," Lin Feng said, "Didn't you submit your manuscript? Are you sure they didn't reject it?"

"No."

“They didn’t publish your article either?”

"No."

"Then I'll take you there to ask about the situation." Lin Feng said, "By the way, let's get to know each other. I'm very familiar with their editor-in-chief, and he's a very nice guy."

Wang Zixu swallowed his saliva. This heart-pounding day finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)