It wasn't until the afternoon class that Wu Zichen was late, and when they met, he smiled and asked, "Boss, how is Aunt Chen's health?"

Jiang Shuiyuan went to the hospital at noon and roughly knew Chen Fangyi's condition: "It's neither good nor bad, right? According to the results of the doctor's examination, the hands and feet are not very flexible, the language function is impaired, and the intelligence is also moderately impaired. Of course, even in the current situation, it is countless times better than a vegetative, highly paraplegic, hemiplegic or something!"

"That's good! That's good!" Wu Zichen said again and again.

Jiang Shuiyuan immediately straightened his face: "After talking about me, it's time to talk about you." Tell me honestly, why did you skip school this morning?"

Wu Zichen suddenly looked stupid: "Didn't that manager scold me last night? I specially asked for leave this morning to look for his bad luck, but when I found their company, the front desk actually said that he had gone to Europe and the United States to expand overseas business, and I don't know when he would come back. I'm going to go, a big entertainment company has a Mao overseas business? If you make a name, you are absconding in fear of crime! By the way, did Uncle Jiang go to the patrol police station to report the case?"

Jiang Shuiyuan nodded: "My dad went to the patrol police station this morning, and the people from the patrol police station called Mingsheng Entertainment Company, and they also said that Xie Bishou went to Europe and the United States to expand overseas business, and the specific return time has not been determined, but once he returns, he will immediately be notified to go to the patrol police station to assist in the investigation." ”

"Wool! What do you mean once you return? It's clear that you won't go back!" Wu Zichen was furious, "Now it seems that the uncles in the patrol police station can't count on it, and it is estimated that by the time they find that Xie Bishou, Aunt Chen will already be talking like a river and walking like a fly." Fortunately, the monk couldn't run away from the temple, and the guy escaped. But Mingsheng Entertainment Company is still there! We have a debtor and a master, and we want to find a way to find them to seek justice!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Once Wu Zichen made a mistake, it was not much different from a husky, and Jiang Shuiyuan was a little uneasy, so he wanted to ask what was going on.

Wu Zichen thought for a while: "Why don't you find a dark and windy night, and I will quietly hang myself at the gate of Mingsheng Entertainment Company?" I promise to be able to scare that Xie Bishou so much that he suddenly died of a heart attack!"

Jiang Shuiyuan stroked his palms and praised kindness: "Not bad, not bad, you hanged yourself, Xie Bishou was scared to death, killing two birds with one stone and killing two birds with one stone." Well, that's a good idea!"

Wu Zichen scratched his head: "It's a good idea, but the cost is a little bigger! I'll think about it again and see if there is any other better way." ”

Wu Zichen sat down in his seat and began to meditate, while Jiang Shuiyuan continued to read and brush up on questions.

It's not that Jiang Shuiyuan doesn't care about revenge, it's that he knows that he can't complete such a difficult task with his current ability. The reason why Wu Zichen can be so capricious. That's where the family background is. If you get into trouble, someone will wipe your buttocks, and if you offend someone, you are not afraid that others will come to you to find trouble. What can I rely on? If I don't like to say a word, even if Xie Bishou is standing in front of me now, what can I do with him? Beat him, or scold him? Beat him, break the law, and scold him, for a person like Xie Bishou whose skin is three feet thick, and can directly use it to build a wall. It's too light to scratch. What's more, my mother has been lying in the ICU for so many days, and it is not something that can be gently uncovered with a few beatings and scolding!

Gentleman's revenge. Ten years is not too late! Jiang Shuiyuan only hopes that Xie Bishou will be able to eat, drink, and raise himself well before he has the ability to take revenge, and that he can finish the revenge meal specially made for him in good health and health, and will not let Jiang Shuiyuan feel guilty of bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled.

It wasn't until the end of the third class that Jiang Shuiyuan got up from his seat and stretched, shaking his stiff neck. I am going to go to the Kodansha of Chinese Studies to participate in club activities. Wu Zichen followed behind him, taking the opportunity to brag about how he fought with the front desk for three hundred rounds in Mingsheng Entertainment in the morning, Jiang Shuiyuan was a little curious: "Didn't you join that makeup club? Why haven't I seen you participate in a few activities? Could it be that your club is so loosely managed?"

Wu Zichen said with a trembling face: "You don't understand this boss, do you? The technique of makeup relies on talent, not hard work." It's like writing calligraphy, some people write for a lifetime. When they get old, they are still unsightly, and some people have only been writing for a few days, and their penmanship is exquisite. It's the same with makeup, and I'm just the kind of genius who has no teacher in his heart, and even our president is amazed by the high level of talent. That's why I got a charter and can decide whether or not to participate in club activities according to my own situation!"

"Aren't you going to go further?"

"When it comes to my kind of Chengdù, then it is not something that can be improved by diligent study and hard work, and it must be cultivated by a foreign teacher and gain the source of the heart!" Wu Zichen has a bit of a lonely and cold style of a master, "Speaking of which, boss, since you have been promoted to the president of the Sinology Lecture Society, wouldn't the deputy director of the Propaganda Department you served before be vacant? Or the younger brother will be transferred to the sect of the Sinology Lecture Shrine next semester, and you see that the younger brother has no merit and hard work, how about giving me that position?"

"Yes, as long as you can pass the interview of our club!" Jiang Shuiyuan replied very simply.

"Then what do you do in the club interview?"

Jiang Shuiyuan folded his hands and said: "Generally speaking, Chinese credits are divided into four parts: classics, history, children, and collections, and we will ask some relevant questions according to the interviewer's hobbies to see how good the interviewer's level is." To give a simple example, if someone claims to like Tang and Song poems, then he should always be able to memorize 180 famous poems of the Tang and Song dynasties, right? He should always know the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty and the poetic style of the Great Calendar, and use poetry as words and texts as words, right? Otherwise, just because he knows a few poems by Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Yan Shu, Su Shi, and Xin Qiji, he wants to join the Guoxue Kodansha, and then the Guoxue Kodansha is a little too watery, right?"

Wu Zichen frowned: "Boss, what I want to join is the Propaganda Department, not your debate team!"

"Even if it's a propaganda department, it's also the propaganda department of Kodansha!"

"Can't you leave a way for beginners who yearn for Chinese studies but can't get in?" Wu Zichen blinked and came up with a good idea: "Otherwise, I will design a few new posters for your club." If I can recruit more than 120 interviewers for the club, then I am qualified as the deputy director of the Propaganda Department.

At the beginning of this school year, the Kodansha of Chinese Studies was in decline, and more than 100 people signed up for the interview. Now Yu Wei, who is the champion of the provincial selection competition and the fourth place in the provincial selection competition, can't he attract 120 interviewers?

"Those 160 people!"

"Minimum 200 people, less than 200 people do not need to talk!"

"Okay, that's 200 people. A gentleman's word!"

"Hurry up!"

To say that Jiang Shuiyuan still recognizes Wu Zichen's planning and publicity ability very much, it can be seen from the New Year's Day party program he arranged last year. I was very happy to hear that he was interested in working in the Propaganda Department of the Chinese Studies Lecture and Talk Society, at least I don't have to worry about the propaganda work in the society in the future. But please don't be as good as agitating generals, so that the publicity when recruiting new students in the next semester has been settled, and you don't have to worry about people in the society saying that they are nepotistic and engage in small groups.

When I walked outside the office of the Kodansha of Chinese Studies, I heard laughter and laughter in the room. Jiang Shuiyuan pushed the door in, and said with a smile: "What news is so cola, let me hear it too!"

When everyone saw Jiang Shuiyuan, they immediately laughed even more happily, and said: "It just so happens that the president is here, Sister Chen Di will test him to see if he will!"

"Yes, test him!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said strangely: "What do you want to test me?"

Chen Di couldn't help but smile and said: "Didn't the Xuzhou Mansion team be beaten by us, and finally won the first place in Group C? Their whole team was very angry, and they happened to be in the same car with us on the way back, and their main general Zhou Yuantong made a riddle for us to guess, the riddle is your name 'Jiang Shuiyuan', and you hit two names in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". The four of us thought about it all the way and didn't guess until we got out of the car before he told us the correct answer. Senior Brother Jiang, guess what the riddle is?"

Jiang Shuiyuan was stunned: "What is it? Gao Lan Feiguan (the river originates from the plateau, if you want to see it, you have to stand on a high place and look hard)? He Zeng Chengji (the source of the river, when can you cross it?)? Or Buzhi Chengyi (the source of the river is very small and shallow, and you can easily cross it barefoot)?"

"None of them are right!"

"What's that?"

"It's Yan Liang and Wen Chou!" Chen Di couldn't help but laugh.

"Yan Liang, Wen Chou?" Jiang Shuiyuan reacted instantly, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhou Yuantong's grandson is really unkind, isn't it just that ......we won a game against him?