Song Huanxi didn't go anywhere else, got Lu Xingbang's answer, and went straight home.

When I got home, my younger siblings had already left school, and the second child had made a meal, but Song Huanxi really had no appetite, so she forced herself to pick up half a bowl of rice, and she really couldn't eat it.

The rough-hearted second child hadn't noticed it yet, Wen Zai had already looked at it worriedly, Song Huanxi blinked, and smiled a little embarrassedly:

"My sister was hungry this afternoon, so I ate some snacks, and now I can't eat a little, Wen Zai don't learn from my sister, you have to eat well!"

The second child on the side was already fussing and screaming: "Sister! How can you eat alone! ”

Song Huanxi: "......"

Sometimes I really want to stuff the second child back into Aunt Xiu's belly.

She was already in an irritable mood, and glared at the second child when she heard this: "I'll eat it, what do you want?!" ”

The second child was stunned, bowing his head and picking up the rice: "No, it's not how-"

Song Huanxi snorted lightly, and in the next second, the second child raised his head slightly from the rice bowl, looked at her bably, and whispered: "That, what did you eat, tell me, I'll buy it myself next time——"

Song Huanxi: "......"

Alas, the child is older, it's not easy to beat, Song Huanxi held a broom and watched the second child hide in the bedroom, and the chicken thief locked it, and couldn't help but sigh.

However, the second child made such a fuss, which relieved her nervousness a lot.

After washing the dishes, the second brother and the younger brother automatically gave up the right to use the table, Song Huanxi monopolized a table, took out a pen and paper, and began to list the objects she could ask for help.

In the first place, it is naturally the senior brother Feng Zhanpeng, as the first person to take care of his father's deathbed, Song Huanxi is the most trusted in this world, in fact, this senior brother.

It's just that before, the three sisters and brothers lived behind closed doors, and they didn't need to use this life-saving favor.

In the second place, Song Huanxi thought about it, hesitated again and again, and still wrote a Guo character, not because he didn't trust Guo Hansang, but because he didn't want to drag Guo Yunchen into the water.

The third place is Mrs. Ren, Mrs. Ren can rank third, relying on her status and status, and she is still very ranked.

Song Huanxi next, wrote Chen Qi'an, the editor-in-chief of Cha, and even Boss Pei Liu and Wujiu were also written by her.

By the way, and Lin Yu!

She can be regarded as a lifesaver for Lin Yu.

In short, seventy-seven-eighty-eight, Song Huanxi listed all the people he wanted and might use.

got the answer from Lu Xingbang, Song Huanxi had a plan in his heart, the two of them were sharp for a long time, Song Huanxi only asked one question, the fourth master, is it Lu Xingbang's hand!

Lu Xingbang gave her a negative answer, then she followed the route of clearing up Lu Xingbang's grievances and returning him to an innocent line!

Then these characters in the upper social circle of the port city can be used.

Senior brother's line is actually prepared for another road, if Lu Xingbang answers yes, then she will prepare for the end of the world.

Song Huanxi's eyes fell on Guo Zi, which is her biggest hole card now.

Song Huanxi decided to go to the company early tomorrow morning and seek Guo Yunchen's help - ask him to help contact the best lawyer in Daying!

That's right, it's Britain, not Port City!

No matter how good the lawyers in Hong Kong City are, how can they compare with Great Britain!

Moreover, now, the port city is also inherited by the laws of Great Britain.

Next, she visited Mrs. Ren and Mr. Cha again to find a way to build momentum for Lu Xingbang.

Prevent peace and victory and use unofficial means to do something selfish.

Song Huanxi made up his mind, took out a new piece of paper, and prepared to catch up with the manuscript of "Baolian Lantern" while there was still time today.

The familiar situation reappeared: in the face of a blank manuscript, her head was equally empty.

Song Huanxi stared at the blank manuscript for half an hour, and finally reluctantly accepted the fact that his inspiration was exhausted today and he was destined to be fruitless.

She had to wash up and go to bed, but she tossed and turned, it was difficult to sleep, she didn't know what time she went to sleep, and she had nightmares again, dreaming that Lu Xingbang was tied to the electric chair, and smiled at her:

"See you in the next life, Huan."

Song Huanxi woke up directly, she turned over and sat up, touched her forehead, and was covered with cold sweat.

She actually experienced this situation once, in the first few days of Daddy's death, she was like this, she couldn't sleep well, and everyone lost a lot of weight.

It was the little Wen Tsai who hugged her leg and shouted that she was hungry, which brought her back to life.

After Aunt Xiu was addicted to the card table, a pair of younger siblings all asked her to take care of her, and Song Huanxi was busy with chores and studies at home, and gradually faded away.

This time, Song Huanxi didn't know how to alleviate it.

She smiled wryly, lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and pretended to fall asleep again.

……

When Song Huanxi couldn't sleep, some people were still working all night.

Governor Brown looked at the report in his hand in disbelief: "The night school enrollment rate has skyrocketed in the past two days?!" ”

He scratched his head, puzzled: "What happened?!" ”

Li Mao, a young Chinese assistant next to him, said with a smile: "I think it should be related to Mr. Hongchen's "Postman's Story No. 2" just published in Ming Pao. ”

Governor Berlige frowned: "Why?!" I remember, that Mr. Postman, didn't he drop out of night school?! ”

Li Mao laughed: "Didn't the story say that you don't know how to learn English and prevent foreigners from scolding you?" ”

He paused and said meaningfully: "We Chinese, we eat everything, just don't suffer losses." ”

It's a pity that his flattery was completely thrown to the blind man, and Governor Bai Liji did not intend to understand the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture, he only grasped one important point-

Night school enrollment has skyrocketed!

Governor Bai Liji laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you inform the editor-in-chief Cha, I will report the award ceremony for Miss Song!" ”

The last award ceremony did not succeed, but it also let Governor Bai Liji know the true identity of Hongchen Yixiao!

It turned out to be the beauty who appeared at his inaugural dinner!

Governor Philip Brown can't wait to see the rich people in Hong Kong City who are above the top look when they see Miss Song who has been awarded the Queen's Medal!

……

Editor-in-chief Zha couldn't help but yawn, after winter, people become extremely sleepy.

He glanced at the manuscript paper in his hand, hey, procrastination is like a contagion, first Hongchen smiled, and then no wine and no joy!

Who can make up for the sunroof opened by these two!

Editor-in-Chief Cha even regretted it a little, maybe it was better to find some ordinary authors who wrote at the beginning!

However, newspaper sales are also much worse.

Editor-in-chief Zha shook his head helplessly, can't there be an author as diligent as a donkey grinding, who writes in eighteen hours!

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang, startling the editor-in-chief, he hesitated for a moment and picked up the phone: "Governor? Okay, okay, no problem, I'll let her know. ”

hung up the phone, and checked the editor-in-chief's hideous face: Urging the draft! Must be urged!

Before Hongchen smiled and got the Queen's Medal, let her write enough to be serialized for more than three months!