The heavy snow flies into the birds, and the snow-capped mountains are the songs. The fire in the house is hot, and the family is happy.

This is the ancient poem sent by China Resources Division to Weibo, and Ye Xuan was full of confusion after reading it.

I have to admit that this world also has its unique culture, and there are many seniors who Ye Xuan doesn't know but have good literary talents.

For example, Cheng Hongming, who has published a collection of modern poems, has been selling very well, and it looks quite poetic and artistic.

But the poems written by China Resources Division are some... Words can't put it into words!

The two fans are still scolding, Ye Xuan's fans are waiting for Ye Xuan's response, and the melon-eating people who are watching the play are also waiting with relish.

China Resources Division in public Aite Ye Xuan already has the meaning of declaring war, the smell of gunpowder should not be too strong, Ye Xuan does not respond at this time, but he really can't say it!

In a private villa in Yanjing.

"Chinese writer, your work is definitely written at the top level in China, absolutely this!"

"And the poems you improvised and wrote, I was fascinated by it, what kind of bullshit Ye Xuan, can he compare to the poems written by Hua's predecessors?"

"Ye Xuan? Not to mention the guy who has no character, Lin Feng of the publishing house kindly asked Ye Xuan to talk about cooperation, who knew that Ye Xuan would blast Lin Feng out in public. Should this kind of person also be called a literati? It's a shame for the literati! Besides, Senior Hua is more than N times better than Ye Xuan in terms of character and talent! ”

Ye Xuan did not come to participate in the poetry meeting, and the core of the poetry meeting has always been China Resources Division, and countless people have been frantically patting around China Resources Division.

As the president of the association, Cheng Hongming saw this scene, and he remembered Yi Yongan's words in yesterday's meeting, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

It's sour!

It's really sour!

A good poetry meeting, where everyone exchanged and wrote, has long been reddened by the interests and money that they shamed as literati.

China Resources Division enjoyed it very much, enjoying the feeling of being in the limelight, especially stepping on Ye Xuan, who was in the middle of his fame.

There is also tomorrow's book launch, at this time, Ye Xuan has already become famous on the Internet, and people firmly believe that Ye Xuan's character is not good, so how many copies of "The Legend of Wukong" can be sold tomorrow?

"Too young, too immature!" China Resources said these six words in an old-fashioned manner while drinking.

"Teacher Hua, Ye Xuan responded to you on Weibo!"

I don't know who shouted, China Resources Division quickly took out his mobile phone to watch.

"Thank you very much Teacher Hua for inviting me to taste your ancient poems, it's very good, and the younger generation also has one here. Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. I don't know how the juniors write? @华润司. ”

"Wonderful, good poetry, good poetry!"

Cheng Hongming couldn't help but pat his thigh and exclaimed after seeing it.

The theme of this poetry meeting is winter, and Ye Xuan's poems describe the environment in detail, creating a scene of old and lonely fishing by the snowy river in winter, lonely and full of a little sad taste.

Although the winter has long passed, Cheng Hongming still subconsciously wrapped his clothes after reading it.

"This..."

Cheng Hongming's involuntary laughter embarrassed the people present, although they knew that Ye Xuan's poems were much better than those of China Resources, but so what, the people present would continue to belittle Ye Xuan to set off China Resources.

But Cheng Hongming, as the president of the association, said that it was wonderful, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"What can you do if you write poetry well? Can it be eaten as a meal? ”

Pu Chengwang muttered quietly.

"The last person you should say is you!" Cheng Hongming pointed at Pu Chengwang, full of disappointment and anger.

"Yesterday you were the one who said that literati should not live for fame and money, and now you are the one who says that you can write poems well and eat them! Don't you feel ashamed of your conscience to say this? ”

Cheng Hongming stood up from the chair sadly and waved his hand.

"Everybody, go on, old man, I won't stay any longer if I'm not well."

China Resources Division stared at the phone, his eyes were red, and there was a crisp slap on his face.

Slap in the face!

He thought that Ye Xuan would still remain silent, but he didn't know that Ye Xuan wrote a better poem than himself with his backhand, and his face crackled.

"But Ye Xuan's character is poor!" China Resources seemed to have found a reason to refute it, and said loudly.

"Ye Xuan said that it will be completely over today, and now it is one o'clock in the afternoon, and the scolding war on the Internet is still very intense."

Jia Xue stood in the warehouse of the publishing house and muttered to herself, she was very worried that the 10,000 copies of "The Legend of Wukong" printed in the warehouse would not be sold, and in this case, their seal publishing house would lose a lot of money!

Suzhou

"Brother Ye, the mobile phone recording has been sent to your computer, and the other is the record of our company's camera, from the seventeenth to the eighteenth, Lin Feng has never appeared in the camera."

Liu Dongqiang finished reporting the matter on 1510.

"Lao Liu, I really didn't expect that your phone call would be recorded throughout the whole process." Ye Xuan said in amazement, the more he looked at Liu Dongqiang, the more pleasing it was to the eye.

Why didn't you find out that Liu Dongqiang was so careful before?

When Lin Feng called that afternoon, Ye Xuan used Liu Dongqiang's mobile phone to chat with Lin Feng.

Ye Xuan dared to guarantee that he would never expect to record when he called, but Liu Dongqiang is different, Liu Dongqiang, who has been an agent for three or four years, deeply knows the truth that the rivers and lakes are sinister.

Therefore, the mobile phone keeps recording the whole time when making a call, in order to prevent someone from reversing black and white.

"Lao Liu, I used to record the phone with you?" Ye Xuan looked at Liu Dongqiang with a smile.

"No, Brother Ye, what do you think of me?"

Liu Dongqiang shook his head.

"I still trust you." Ye Xuan glanced at the mobile phone recordings and camera videos sent by Liu Dongqiang, and posted them on his Weibo.

The "vigorous publicity" of "The Legend of Wukong" in China Resources Division has almost reached the point where everyone knows it, if it weren't for this scolding war, Ye Xuan wouldn't dare to guarantee that the publicity effect of "The Legend of Wukong" would be so good.

and Lin Feng of Tianlong Publishing House, these Ye Xuan remember them deeply.

The horn of the counterattack has been sounded, and the first step is to release the mobile phone recording and the camera video at the company gate!

If Weibo is a bowl of boiling hot water, then the Weibo posted by Ye Xuan is undoubtedly a small stone of 1,000 degrees thrown into this bowl of boiling water!

In the phone recording, Ye Xuan's attitude was very normal, but Lin Feng was a little aggressive and contemptuous in it.

In addition, Lin Feng said that Ye Xuan kicked him out of the company in public, and even the security guard beat him with a blue nose and swollen face.

Lin Feng never appeared in the camera records, and Ye Xuan's company did not have security guards.

Don't ask, just ask...

"It's over!"

Liu Zhong of Tianlong Publishing House felt a chill in his heart when he saw Ye Xuan's Weibo, and turned his head to look at the general manager's office next to him.

No one thought that Ye Xuan still had this hand.

"I knew that Ye Xuan could gain such a high popularity in just one year, how could he not have a little wrist!"

"Tianlong Publishing House is finished, and China Resources Division is also finished!" Liu Zhong glanced at the resignation letter in his hand, and his heart was even more firm in this idea.