Chapter 463 Xu Chi

When Zhou Yan woke up the next morning, Wang Zuxian was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup.

Seeing Zhou Yan wake up through the mirror, Wang Zuxian smiled and said, "Third brother, you're awake."

Zhou Yan rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was not yet eight o'clock.

Getting up so early and putting on makeup is not Wang Zuxian's style. If nothing goes wrong, Wang Zuxian can stay in bed for a long time.

"Are you going out today?" Zhou Yan asked curiously.

"Well, I made an appointment with Li Xiaoran to go shopping."

"Are you two going shopping?" Zhou Yan was very surprised.

There were two things that surprised him. One was when Wang Zuxian and Li Xiaoran had such a good relationship, and the second was that Li Xiaoran could still go shopping.

Although they filmed a movie together, Wang Zuxian and Li Xiaoran actually didn't communicate much. After all, their living habits are completely different.

Li Xiaoran has a temperament that means he can't go out without going out, and his life is like a tortoise.

Wang Zuxian, on the other hand, cannot stay in the house at all. As long as she can go out, she will try to go out.

Apart from filming, the two of them have no contact at all, and they don't even get to play together.

"Then what should I do? You have to attend a representative meeting today. I don't want to stay at home alone, so I'll find someone to go shopping with."

"You two still keep in touch?"

"No." Wang Zuxian shook his head.

"Then why did you make an appointment to go shopping together?" Zhou Yan was even more surprised.

"Haha, it's not just the two of us. There's also Sister Hong and the others. I knew you didn't have time to accompany me today, so I called Sister Hong. She organized it."

"Oh, Guantou Hong, she's not going to work today." Zhou Yan nodded. It was Guantou Hong who organized it, so it's no wonder.

Wang Zuxian rolled his eyes, "Sure enough, all bosses in the world are equally evil-minded. Don't worry, she asked for leave today and used her annual leave."

Zhou Yan waved his hand, "If you go shopping with the boss lady, you can use whatever annual leave you want. Just give her two days of paid leave."

"It still has some conscience."

In fact, even if she is not going shopping with Wang Zuxian, Zhou Yan will give her paid leave whenever Hong Xin wants to take a vacation.

The studio hasn't been very busy recently, so giving them a break has no impact at all.

The work in their studio is like this. They are very busy when they are busy. Just like when they were filming "Time Traveler", Hong Xin and the others were very tired.

Although Zhou Yan would give them some time off when he was on the set, it was not enough.

Many times, even if Zhou Yan gives them a holiday, they cannot have a good rest. You may have to use your vacation time to sort out your own tools, or coordinate work with other groups.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Have eaten. There is white porridge in the rice cooker. There are also beef buns and vegetable boxes I bought on the table, but they may be a little cold. If you want to eat, you can use the induction cooker to heat them up."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "You even went out to buy breakfast by yourself."

"Just buy breakfast. What you said seems to be a big deal."

"It's really amazing. You even cooked porridge."

Zhou Yan got up with a smile, walked to the living room and touched the buns on the table. They were still warm.

He didn't even bother to wash his face. He first went to get himself a bowl of porridge and ate it with the steamed buns and vegetable boxes.

He drank so much last night that he didn't even eat anything. Now he woke up feeling very hungry.

After taking a bite of the buns, I felt like I was alive.

Wang Zuxian sat in front of the dressing table and glanced at Zhou Yan, "Do you still remember what you said to Uncle Wang and the others last night?"

"What did you say..." Zhou Yan was startled. Could it be that he drank too much last night and said something he shouldn't have said?

But he could recall what happened last night without any fragments. During the whole process, he didn't seem to say anything out of the ordinary.

He was a little drunk last night, but not to the point of being drunk.

"You said you wanted to invite them to the premiere, and you also said you would give them twenty tickets." Wang Zuxian said.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, I remember this. It wasn't Aunt Chen who asked, so I said I would give it to them. There are a lot of tickets for this premiere, so it's okay to give them twenty. ”

Wang Zuxian nodded, "It's good that you remember. I'm afraid that if you don't remember this, it would be bad if you didn't give them the tickets later."

"Don't worry, there was no interruption last night. I still remember everything that happened. I'll talk to Sister Feng about the premiere tickets later."

"You are going to attend the representative meeting today. You should dress more modestly. Just wear that gray suit with a black coat and a brown tie. I will give you the clothes you want to wear before I leave later. Take it out." Wang Zuxian began to worry about Zhou Yan's outfit when he went out today.

"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded.

"As for shoes, just wear the pair we bought when we went shopping two days ago. Remember to apply some shoe polish."

"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded again.

"Would you like to wear a brooch... You should wear the party emblem today."

"You don't need to wear a party emblem or a brooch. You have to wear a name tag."

"Then don't wear a brooch. Don't wear too expensive watches. Don't you have a seagull? Just wear that one."

"Yeah." Zhou Yan continued to nod.

"How are you going?"

"I'll ask the driver to pick me up. How can you go shopping later?"

"I'll go to the studio first, and then Sister Hong will drive us out."

"Yes, Hong Guantou has a car."

Hong Xin spent more than 70,000 yuan to buy an Alto in the summer. After she bought the car, other people in the studio were eager to buy a car.

However, more than 70,000 yuan is not a small amount even for them.

Hong Xin can buy a car because her family is not bad.

She now earns about 20,000 yuan a year, which is a high salary in Yanjing, but she has to save for three or four years without eating or drinking to afford an Alto.

If you want to buy a Santana, it will take longer.

These days, cars are too far away for ordinary people.

Mainly because Hong Xin is now in the studio, she doesn't have a place to spend money, and her life pressure is small, so she has money on hand to buy a car.

Zhou Yan actually thinks it is not cost-effective to buy a car now, after all, Hong Xin doesn't use the car very often.

More than 70,000 yuan, if you add a little more, it is enough to buy a small apartment of 30 square meters near the East Second Ring Road.

However, a house is not a rigid need for Hong Xin, so Zhou Yan didn't interrupt.

Wang Zuxian was quite sorry to hear that Hong Xin bought a car. After all, in her opinion, it is best to buy a house with money.

Now she has begun to target the real estate market in Yanjing and wants to buy a few houses in Yanjing. However, she is not interested in courtyard houses and is mainly interested in commercial houses.     It’s just that there are not so many commercial houses in Yanjing, unlike Xiangjiang and Pengcheng where the selection range is wide.

Wang Zuxian went out at 8:50. Before that, she arranged Zhou Yan’s trip well and put all the clothes on the bed.

After Zhou Yan washed up, he could put on his clothes directly.

At about ten o’clock, Zhou Yan went out.

The Writers’ Congress was not held until three o’clock in the afternoon, so Zhou Yan didn’t need to rush.

He went to the studio first, and asked the driver to take Yu Hua and Shi Tiesheng to the studio. After lunch at noon, they went there together in the afternoon.

When the three arrived at the venue, Shi Tiesheng’s presence was very eye-catching.

Because there was still a long time before the meeting, many people had not taken their seats, and they gathered in groups of three or two to chat.

The first person to greet them was Liu Zhenyun.

Liu Zhenyun had long hair that almost reached his shoulders, and he had it parted sideways, looking like a rock singer.

He was not wearing a formal suit, but a loose, gray and white sweater on his upper body and brown corduroy trousers on his lower body. He stood there without any posture, like a second-rate person.

Liu Zhenyun first squinted at Shi Tiesheng, then smiled and said, "Tiesheng, you go out with a lot of pomp and circumstance, and you even bring two bodyguards with you. But this short bodyguard's outfit is a bit poor, and he must have borrowed his suit from someone else."

The short bodyguard he was talking about was naturally Yu Hua.

Yu Hua wore a suit today on purpose, but his suit was very loose and not very fitting.

The popular suits nowadays are originally loose-fitting, and Yu Hua's suit was one size larger, which made it look even looser.

This is nothing in itself, after all, many people are like this, but after Liu Zhenyun said it, Yu Hua's outfit became conspicuous.

Yu Hua and the others are old acquaintances with Liu Zhenyun, so they are naturally used to his bad mouth.

Shi Tiesheng smiled and said nothing, while Yu Hua smiled and said, "Why, are you going to sing a song today? Where is your guitar? It just so happens that we brought a musician today to check for you."

Liu Zhenyun shook his long hair, indicating that Yu Hua's verbal attack would not cause him any harm.

He looked at Zhou Yan again, "I guess this is the musician Zhou Yan who came to steal our jobs. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

"Zhenyun is joking, how can I steal your jobs."

"Why not? I think "Tree Hole" is written very well. It may be difficult to steal their jobs, but it is enough to steal my job."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan felt that Liu Zhenyun was really interesting.

He looked unscrupulous and loved to hurt others, but he could put his attitude very low and put others high.

Actually, Zhou Yan didn't understand Liu Zhenyun. He loved to praise others, even to the point of killing them.

Even Wang Shuo had been fooled by him.

Once Ma Weidu organized a literary meeting, and Liu Zhenyun praised Wang Shuo every day when he saw him.

"Teacher Wang, your novels are really good."

"Teacher Wang, how can you write such good novels?"

At first, Wang Shuo didn't take it seriously. After all, most people just met, so it's normal to be polite.

But for three consecutive days, Liu Zhenyun praised Wang Shuo every day, and finally praised Wang Shuo so much that he was flattered.

Liu Zhenyun probably wanted to praise Zhou Yan a few more times, but Su Tong and Wang Anyi came over.

Wang Anyi has a cheerful personality. She looked Zhou Yan up and down. "Maybe it's because of these people's contrast that I feel you are more handsome than on TV."

Yu Hua rolled her eyes. "Sister Wang, you don't have to praise one and put down three."

"I'm just stating the facts. Don't be unconvinced. Zhou Yan is an actor after all. There is no comparison."

"Sister Anyi, stop joking with me."

Wang Anyi waved her hand. "I'm not kidding you. There is nothing wrong with saying you are the best-looking writer."

As she said, she looked around the venue again. "Today, you are not only the best-looking, but also the youngest here."

Today, there are more than 800 people from the Writers Association attending the conference. They all came from all over the country. If they are distributed to various provinces and cities, there are actually not many places.

Those who can attend today's conference are basically famous writers with some qualifications. Naturally, there are no young people.

"It is true that he is young. Zhou Yan looks a generation older than many of us." Su Tong said with a smile.

He was absolutely right. Zhou Yan was in his twenties, and most of the people present were over forty years old.

Some of them were not only one generation older than Zhou Yan, but two or three generations older. For example, Ma Feng, who was standing not far away, was already in his seventies this year, but he still insisted on attending the Writers' Congress.

In terms of age, the oldest person in the Writers' Association should be the chairman, Ba Jin, who is already over ninety years old this year.

However, Ba Jin is in poor health now and cannot go out at all, let alone come to Yanjing to attend the Writers' Congress.

The last time Ba Jin attended an event of the Writers' Association was probably the year before last.

The year before last, the Writers' Association, which had not held a presidium meeting for a long time, held the ninth meeting of the fourth presidium of the Writers' Association in Shanghai. Ba Jin specially asked the doctor for two hours off and attended the meeting in a wheelchair.

Because of his attendance, that presidium meeting became very famous.

And that attendance was probably the last time Ba Jin attended an event of the Writers' Association.

Nowadays, he is more like a spiritual symbol in the Writers Association. As long as he does not die, he will still be the chairman of the Writers Association.

This year, a new presidium will be elected, and the name of the chairman will definitely not change.

…

After a few people talked and laughed for a while, Su Tong suddenly asked Zhou Yan and others, "Do you know about Mr. Xu Chi's affairs?"

Shi Tiesheng looked up at Su Tong, "What happened to Mr. Xu?"

Liu Zhenyun, Wang Anyi and Su Tong looked at each other, and then Su Tong sighed, "On the 12th, Mr. Xu passed away."

"Gone?"

Zhou Yan and others were a little surprised. Xu Chi was indeed old, and should have been over 80.

It stands to reason that Xu Chi could die at any time at this age, but it is still a pity that this happened at this time.

"I heard that Mr. Xu's illness was very bad. I didn't expect that he would not survive this year. It's almost the New Year. Alas-" At the end, Shi Tiesheng couldn't help sighing.

He himself was suffering from illness, and of course he was deeply touched when he heard about Xu Chi.

"Mr. Xu didn't die of illness. On the night of the 12th, he jumped from the sixth floor of the hospital and committed suicide."

Suicide...

Zhou Yan and the others were all stunned. They didn't expect Xu Chi to commit suicide.

It was so strange that Xu Chi suddenly committed suicide when the Writers' Congress was about to be held.

"I heard that Secretary Zhu of the Hubei Writers Association went to Mr. Xu's ward to see him and personally handed him the meeting notice of the Writers Association. That night, he jumped off the building." (End of this chapter)