Chapter 187 The Three-Anger Old Man Lies is a work that made Liu Hongmin influential among the people. Before Lies, Liu Hongmin had some fame, but readers paid more attention to his works. It was only after Lies helped the Japanese invaders break through the defenses that Liu Hongmin's name became widely known. After that, people learned about Liu Hongmin more from social events and even gossip. Although his works still sold better, they seemed less interesting compared to his donations to the Chinese Medicine Association, his becoming a representative, his three proposals at the two sessions, his investment in building a factory in Pengcheng, his becoming the first private entrepreneur in China, and his single-handed resolution of the pre-founding of the People's Republic of China. People are curious, so they are more willing to listen to gossip, which is why unofficial history can be passed down for thousands of years through word of mouth. That evening, Liu Hongmin's manuscript appeared in front of the old man surnamed Wang. The old man surnamed Wang had a gloomy face. Couldn't Liu Hongmin, this bastard, be more honest? He even published a novel in Renming Literature again. He is simply haunting us. It was all the fault of those two bastards, who had messed up everything. They had left, but he still had to deal with Liu Hongmin, the bastard. He picked up the manuscript and began to read it, and the more he read, the more frightened he became. Zhang Muzhi's subordinates are a perfect reflection of him. If this book is published, it will surely make people wary of him. This book must be stopped from being published!!! But how to stop it? With Liu Xinwu around, the editors alone could not veto the publication of Let the Bullets Fly. It was impossible to destroy the manuscript, so Liu Xinwu directly took several copies back. If he destroyed them all, the police would probably intervene.
It seems that we have to think of other ways! After thinking all night, Mr. Wang still couldn't think of an effective solution. So, he could only use the stupid method. The next day, a group of respected elders came to "Human Name Literature" and went directly into Liu Xinwu's office. Liu Xinwu was not surprised at all, but he still greeted them with a smile, "Welcome all the seniors to come and give us guidance." The old man surnamed Zhang greeted and said, "Xinwu! How can we old guys be capable of directing the work? We just came here to have a look." The old man surnamed Li said bluntly: "Old Zhang, don't say those useless things. Liu Xinwu, you can't publish Liu Hongmin's novel this time!" Liu Xinwu pretended to be surprised and asked, "Mr. Li, why is that? You know, other magazines can't even ask for Liu Hongmin's novels." The old man surnamed Li said in a deep voice: "Liu Hongmin has already offended so many people. What you are doing is causing trouble for Renming Literature." Liu Xinwu: "I really don't know. Can Mr. Li tell me more about this?" The old man surnamed Li opened his mouth. This kind of thing is a secret, how could he possibly say it in public? "Mr. Li?" At this time, the old man surnamed Zhang interrupted and said, "These are all hearsay, but Lao Li is also doing this for the good of Renming Literature. Xinwu! We are pure literati and should not get involved in politics." Compared with the reckless old man surnamed Li, the old man surnamed Zhang is obviously more difficult to deal with. Liu Xinwu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang is right. We are just optimistic about Let the Bullets Fly. You seniors haven't read the manuscript yet. Why don't you take a look at it first?" Everyone looked at each other, and there was nothing wrong with Liu Xinwu's words. They really should take a look at the content of the manuscript, otherwise, they would not have the confidence to stop it. After all, without investigation, you have no right to speak! Liu Xinwu took the manuscript and handed it to a few people. Then he gave up his office and called a meeting with the editors. "As you can see, some people want to stop the publication of Let the Bullets Fly. I know some of you have connections with them, but what I want to tell you is that even if you all oppose it, you can't stop me from publishing Let the Bullets Fly." The editors looked at each other and dared not speak, for fear that Liu Xinwu would suspect them. "Okay, don't just stand there." Liu Xinwu waved his hand, "Send the manuscript to the printing factory. Tell them that if there are any problems with the manuscript again, all the printing tasks of "Human Name Literature" will be handed over to Beijing University Press in the future." "Okay!"
The editor who was in contact with the printing factory immediately set off with the manuscript. Not long after he left, the old man surnamed Wang learned the news. "Assholes! What are those old guys doing? Why don't you stop them?" "They are still reading the manuscript in the editor-in-chief's office." "boom!" The old man surnamed Wang slapped the table and said, "They couldn't even detect such a simple diversion. These old guys are really confused!" "what sound?" Mr. Zhang and others opened the door of Liu Xinwu's office and looked in the direction of Mr. Wang's office. At this time, the editor who had reported the incident came over and whispered, "Editor-in-Chief Liu has already asked the printing factory to proofread the manuscript." "What?" Several people looked at each other. They obviously did not expect that Liu Xinwu would dare to deceive them. They are different from the old man surnamed Wang, who has long lost his shame and is intent on rebellion. They just feel uncomfortable because of retirement and loss of power, so they want to show their presence from time to time. This time they were fooled by Liu Xinwu, and they really didn't have the face to ask Liu Xinwu to settle the score. The old thief couldn't beat the little sparrow, and it would be embarrassing to tell others about it. "Let's go!" Several people left in disgrace, even forgetting to return the manuscripts. Mr. Zhang came out and found that he was still holding the manuscript. Mr. Li walked by and said, "What are you still looking at? Throw it away quickly." threw? Old man Zhang stared at the manuscript for a long time, but he still couldn't bear to throw it away. He folded the manuscript and put it in his pocket. After returning home, he took out the manuscript again and slowly read it. After a long time, the old man surnamed Zhang put down the manuscript with emotion. "Liu Hongmin, you are so brave! If this novel is published, I wonder how many people will hate you. You are so rich, why do you want to wade into this muddy water?" He closed his eyes and thought carefully about Liu Hongmin's deeds. Soon, he found a clue. "I didn't expect you to be such an idealist! Well, let me see if you will still stick to your so-called ideals after being hit by reality." After saying that, the old man surnamed Zhang picked up the pen and wrote a line of words on the white characters. Contemporary Zhou Yushan - Thoughts after reading "Let the Bullets Fly". If you want to destroy a person, you must praise him highly and then throw him down hard. If you want to destroy a writer, you must praise him to a pedestal. When he falls from the pedestal, he will be broken into pieces, melt into the soil, and become nutrients for others. He is a master at using the tactic of flattery to death. (End of this chapter)